It was deathly quiet both inside and outside the roofed corridor.
Countless gazes followed the tip of He Zhan's brush.
The crowd was shocked, and also bewildered.
It didn't take long before He Zhan stopped his brush and nodded satisfactorily after observing it for a while.
He handed the brush back to the painter, took the wine jar from his waist, and took a sip from it, exhaling comfortably.
The Sect Master of Kunlun sneered, and left without saying anything.
"Your painting is not bad. You didn't embarrass yourself."
Having said this, Nan Wang left the roofed corridor as well.
It sounded like she was praising He Zhan, but everybody knew that she was talking about Jing Jiu for all the people present.
However, He Zhan's painting was indeed excellent.
The cold branch was twisted and straight, reaching toward the dark gray sky in the distance. The red plum blossoms on the branch looked like the spreading flames; they were right in front of the eyes, but they seemed to be far away.
There were many blank spaces in this painting before, but more plum blossoms had to be filled in today. According to the usual painting method, even the smallest plum blossoms couldn't be filled in. He Zhan used a clever method, which could be called a clever one, to solve this tricky problem. More importantly, the artistic conception was very profound and worth reflecting on.
The Cultivation practitioners watching from outside the corridor came back to their senses and came forward. They discussed the details of the painting, unable to calm down their astonishment.
"What's going on? Why did he paint so many plum blossoms? How many are there? "
"How to count them?"
The Cultivation practitioners could only tell that the plum blossoms came from Jing Jiu's branch, but they couldn't count the number of plum blossoms.
The painter, who was packing up the brush and paint, said, "I don't know how many plum blossoms Young Master He has painted. All I know is that there are seventy-seven plum blossoms on the file."
Hearing this number, the Cultivation practitioners couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, wondering how it was possible.
Which participant of so many Plum Meetings could kill so many monsters of the Snowy Kingdom in one night?
Did something go wrong?
The painter sighed, saying, "It was the Cold-Signal Bird who counted them. They only counted twenty themselves. "
It was quiet again in front of the roofed corridor.
After a long while, a gloomy voice broke out.
"I think we can announce the winner of this year's Law Tournament in advance."
Before today, Lo Huainan and Tong Lu had the highest number of plum blossoms. Both of them were close to thirty, far behind Jing Jiu …
Just as this cultivator had said, there was no longer any suspense in the Law Tournament. Now, it seemed that they only needed to wait for the other cultivators to finish their plum paintings.
But how did Jing Jiu do it?
It was rumored that he was a talented swordsman of the Aoyama Sect, and there was even a rumor that he might be the successor of experiencing the mortal world at the Guocheng Temple. The problem was that he was still too young, and he didn't have many amazing achievements before the Plum Meeting. His fame and influence were lower than Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui, and he was also lower than Lo Huainan, Tong Yan, and Bai Zao.
Who would have thought that he would bring such a huge shock to the cultivation world overnight?
"I don't think he will win first place in the Cultivation tournament."
A Cultivation practitioner of the external department of Zhongzhou School said with a gloomy expression, "The standard of the Cultivation tournament is to finish a plum painting. The word 'finish' here is' perfect ', not too many."
Though this statement sounded sour, it was actually quite reasonable.
Many people still remembered that the Broadsword King participated in the Plum Meeting as a regular disciple of the Windy Broadsword Sect many years ago and won first place in the Cultivation tournament after defeating the swordsmen of Zhongzhou School, Aoyama Sect, and Shui Yue Nunnery, shocking the whole of Chaotian.
There was only one plum blossom in his painting at the time.
How could a plum blossom be called perfect?
It was because the plum blossom was too big.
During the Cultivation tournament, he was unlucky enough to encounter a snow worm of the King State.
Then, he was lucky enough to kill the snow worm of the King State and survive.
That painting was very famous.
If a big plum blossom covered the whole painting, it wouldn't look good, and it couldn't be called perfect.
The method used by that painter was similar to what He Zhan was doing today. He only drew half a plum blossom on the paper.
The half bloody plum blotted out the sky, and it was so magnificent that nothing else could be compared to it.
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Could Jing Jiu's plum blossom painting be called perfect?
Many people looked at that Cultivation practitioner with a mocking expression in their eyes.
Of course it was perfect.
Even if it wasn't perfect, it was still perfect.
It was because it was Zen Master who commented on the plum blossom painting this year.
They all heard Zen Master's comment on Jing Jiu the other day.
Jing Jiu didn't show any performance at the time, but Zen Master used such an excuse to support him. Moreover, Jing Jiu's performance was so outstanding.
If Zen Master were to see this painting, first place in the Cultivation tournament might have already been announced.
One could say that Zen Master was biased, but the Spiritual Master Jingyang was half a teacher to Zen Master, and Jing Jiu was the personal disciple of the Spiritual Master Jingyang.
The Cultivation practitioner was somewhat angry at being stared at by the crowd and said, "In short, his companion doesn't even have a single flower. I can't accept this."
Someone said emotionally, "Whether you accept it or not, it looks like Lo Huainan really won't be able to take first place this year. How surprising."
He Zhan admired his painting, taking a sip of wine every time he looked at it. It didn't take long for him to drink half a pot of wine. The more he looked at the plum blossom painting, the more he liked it.
Hearing their discussion, he shook his head and said, "Tong Yan couldn't even beat Jing Jiu in chess. What makes you think that Lo Huainan can beat him in the Cultivation tournament?"
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It was unclear whether Zen Master had seen the plum blossom painting or not. The Cultivation tournament continued.
The young Cultivation practitioners participating in the Cultivation tournament encountered some unexpected situations in the snowland, just like what Jing Jiu and Bai Zao had encountered. Those snowy beasts that shouldn't have woken up in the summer and those dreadfully cold and thick fog brought them a lot of trouble. Gradually, serious casualties started to appear.
Bai Zao sent his judgment back to Zhaoge City. It was unclear what the masters of various sects thought about it, but they didn't say anything except to remind them to be careful of the cold fog.
The purpose of the Cultivation tournament was to strengthen the Dao Heart of the orthodox disciples through a life-and-death test; it was impossible for the tournament to be terminated prematurely because of some dangers.
The last time the Cultivation tournament was terminated prematurely was two hundred years ago, because of the large monster invasion, and the situation was many times more severe than this time.
The young people participating in the Cultivation tournament continued to advance bravely and determinedly toward the deep part of the snowland.
The group of Lo Huainan and Tong Lu was in had already penetrated hundreds of miles into the black mountain range.
It was then that another incident occurred, causing another round of discussion in the Nishiyama House.
Some young Cultivation practitioners suddenly stopped, and they didn't leave the entrance of the valley for two whole days.
What did they want to do?
What troubled the masters of the Cultivation circle the most was that, according to the news from the front, it was Jing Jiu who asked those young Cultivation practitioners to stop.
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