I'm already invincible

Silently complained.

Ye Changqing didn't say anything more, just nodded symbolically.

You can't tell the shopkeeper.

Your master is blind, or his brain is broken, is this worth 18 taels of gold?

At this time.

"I have to say, at first glance, this painting is really good."

Yan Bingxin withdrew her gaze, shook her head and said, "But after taking a closer look, it seems a bit empty. Compared with Mr. Ye's paintings, it is definitely different."

however.

"How do I feel that this painting is not bad? Compared with Master Bilian's previous works, this painting is far superior in terms of realism and artistic conception."

When Yan Jinghong, who was beside Yan Bingxin, heard such comments, he first explained his opinion, then glanced at Ye Changqing, and said: "In my opinion, this painting is worth 18 taels of gold. It’s a high price, but it’s not a low price either.”

The slightly bloated shopkeeper nodded approvingly, and said with a smile: "It seems that this young master is also a master of paintings, and he also likes to collect master Bilian's works."

Yan Jinghong seemed proud and said, "My family does have a few works by Master Bilian."

Hearing such a conversation, Ye Changqing couldn't help curling his lips.

More than ever?

Wouldn't the so-called master Bilian's previous works look even worse!

and.

Just such a painting is also worthy of the word "treasure"?

And this eldest son of the Yan family.

No matter how polite he looks, his cognition and comprehension of paintings is so superficial.

Before, in Ye Changqing's opinion.

Yan Bingxin is not considered very intelligent, but now it seems that this Yan Jinghong is more than one level worse than Yan Bingxin.

Sure enough, the rich are no more than three generations old!

With such a junior, no matter how rich the Yan family is, it is estimated that sooner or later they will lose everything.

Think for a moment.

Seeing that the Yan family treated him so kindly, Ye Changqing said patiently to Yan Jinghong: "Mr. Yan, what the so-called landscape painting pursues is not deliberate realism, but the artistic conception of the painting itself."

heard.

Yan Jinghong couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Ye Changqing.

At the same time, the shopkeeper couldn't help but a glint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

Who is this young man?

Just too arrogant!

Dare to point fingers at Master Bilian's paintings, I really don't know how much I weigh?

Although I thought so in my heart.

But as the shopkeeper of Zuixianlou, and according to the rules of Zuixianlou, the shopkeeper still looked at this strange young man patiently.

Ye Changqing pointed to the landscape painting on the wall not far away, and said: "Look at this painting, whether it is mountains, water, green bamboos, or stones, they are all too realistic, which makes the whole painting look a little empty, then The so-called artistic conception is greatly reduced.”

Finished.

Ye Changqing looked back.

I see.

Yan Bingxin, Tantai Qingxue, and Yan Tianshan all nodded in agreement.

Yan Jinghong, on the other hand, frowned, staring fixedly at the landscape painting hanging on the wall, still bewildered.

The same is true for the shopkeeper on the side.

"How about this."

Ye Changqing sighed helplessly, and then said to Yan Bingxin, "Miss Yan, it's getting late, you go and order food first, and I'll use this landscape painting as an introduction to help this restaurant make a new one. "

"Painting?"

Yan Bingxin immediately showed surprise, and said in disbelief: "Mr. Ye, you want to paint here?"

at the same time.

Not only Yan Bingxin showed surprise, but also Tantai Qingxue and Yan Tianshan beside her couldn't help being moved.

Mr. Ye paints here, is this a gift to the Zuixian Tower?

Correct!

It should be like this!

Ye Changqing looked around and said with a faint smile, "The layout here is quite ingenious, so the paintings hanging here should also match it."

Seeing the shopkeeper's indifferent expression, Yan Bingxin hurriedly urged: "Shopkeeper, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and ask someone to fetch a pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

Ye Changqing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone with me, so I don't bother the shopkeeper."

Think so.

Ye Changqing went straight to a table, and with a thought, he took out pens, inks, papers and inkstones one after another from the Najie world.

Spreading out a piece of rice paper, Ye Changqing looked up at the landscape painting on the wall, and then began to write.

see this scene.

Yan Jinghong and the others hesitated for a while, then hurried over.

As for Yan Bingxin, she said hello to the shop waiter, and hurried towards Ye Changqing.

But her casual remark made Ye Changqing's heart tremble uncontrollably, and his scalp felt numb.

All the signature dishes!

A pot of drunken wine from [-]!

How much money does this cost!

Distressed!

It hurts!

My whole body hurts!

and.

If the shopkeeper and the owner behind him can't appreciate the next painting, it will be really difficult!

Auntie, take it easy!

Having said that, after Ye Changqing had a rough idea in his mind, he quickly started to write.

soon.

He entered into a strange state.

and.

Because this painting is of great importance, he painted it with special care.

Whoa!

At this moment, a miraculous scene appeared in everyone's field of vision.

I saw that after Ye Changqing's death, the vision manifested again.

a time.

The clear light is brilliant, and the light and fog surge.

Immediately afterwards, the mountains with many peaks and peaks manifested, ancient trees and green bamboos, small rivers with clear springs, birds and fish swimming

soon.

As a bright fairy light projected from between the mountains, everything in front of him seemed to turn into a fairy land.

see it all.

For Yan Bingxin and the others who had witnessed Ye Changqing's painting with their own eyes, their eyes were shining and their expressions were full of joy.

As for Yan Jinghong and the shopkeeper, they were stunned for an instant, and their expressions were filled with indescribable shock.

How divine is this person!

Just by making a painting, such a magnificent, almost fairy-like atmosphere will manifest behind you.

Could it be that he came from the upper realm?

Correct!

Correct!

Correct!

It must be so!

Otherwise, who would have such supernatural powers?

Suddenly came back to his senses.

The bloated shopkeeper, without any hesitation, immediately knelt and kowtowed to the peerless figure in front of him, his expression full of awe.

Yan Tianshan who was standing beside Ye Changqing saw this, his expression turned cold.

In his opinion.

This is when Senior Ye in front of him entered the artistic conception of forgetting himself when he was painting.

Thus, unknowingly, the vision manifested.

And Senior Ye came here to travel the mortal world, if he found out that he had unknowingly manifested a vision, he would leave.

Then this would be an unprecedented and unprecedented loss for his ancient country of Dayan.

Think so.

Yan Tianshan quietly sent a voice transmission, and said in a very solemn voice: "Get up immediately, there is still today's matter, don't spread it to outsiders, otherwise there will be no place for you in the imperial capital!"

heard.

The shopkeeper suddenly came back to his senses.

When he accidentally caught a glimpse of Yan Tianshan's eyes that were almost as cold as an abyss, he couldn't help but feel the chills stand on end, and the souls of the dead trembled.

After the shopkeeper got up tremblingly, Yan Tianshan gave Yan Bingxin a wink, the latter nodded knowingly, and then hurriedly left the fourth floor of Zuixian Tower with the shopkeeper.

Came to an elegant room on the third floor of the restaurant.

Yan Bingxin no longer hid it, and directly took out a token with a phoenix pattern from the ring.

"This hall is the nine princesses of the ancient country of Dayan, remember my words now."

She pointed the dragon pattern token at the pale face, cold sweat, kneeling on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "You are not allowed to mention today's matter to anyone, even the master behind you, otherwise you will not only have to If you destroy your nine clans, even the master family behind you will definitely not die well."

"Xiao Xiao would like to obey His Royal Highness Ninth Prince's instructions."

The shopkeeper pressed his forehead firmly to the floor, trembling incessantly.