Lin Yi walked in the torrent of time and space and saw the figures of many sages.
"This conversation took too much time with the ancestors of the Jiang family, and nothing can be changed at all..."
Lin Yi didn't hold out much hope.
If it is like the Wuwei Sage, who can help the Jiang Family Painting Sage to realize Taoism and become a saint at key points, it may be able to change some situations.
But this time across the long river of history, the node is when Jiang Liuer became a benevolent person of the seventh grade.
Disaster!
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
At this time, Lin Yi vaguely heard the voice of the head of the Jiang family. He thought that the genius of the Jiang family should have finished painting.
Without staying any longer, Lin Yishen left the spiritual realm and returned to his physical body.
Jiang Erhe knocked gently on the door outside the studio and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, Jiang Hao's painting has been completed. On your side..."
Squeak!
Lin Yi opened the door, looked at Jiang Erhe with a smile and said, "I'm fine too!"
Jiang Erhe breathed a sigh of relief, saluted and said: "Please!"
He led Lin Yi out of the studio and into the main hall where countless Jiang family members and guests had gathered.
At this time, Jiang Hao had already taken out his painting "Eight Horses" and was showing it to the guests.
Applause and exclamations continued, and everyone praised Jiang Hao's horse drawing, which was comparable to the famous work of the ancestors of the Jiang family.
Jiang Qinghe's face was very ugly. He was the young master of the Jiang family. If his talent hadn't been used on Lin Yi's holy beast, he would have been the one to challenge Lin Yi!
And will receive supreme honor and praise.
"Prince Lin is here!"
Someone shouted, and the crowd suddenly became commotion.
Jiang Hao looked solemn and his eyes were eager to try. He wanted to compete with Lin Yi to see who was better.
As soon as Lin Yi arrived at the main hall, he instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Jiang Hao said: "His Royal Highness is a little slower..."
Lin Yi chuckled and said, "It's also a good thing that time passes."
"Well?"
Everyone was stunned, how could time be a good thing?
This is obviously slightly inferior.
Jiang Hao said: "I wonder what kind of picture His Highness the Crown Prince drew?"
Everyone's eyes widened, looking forward to Lin Yi's painting coming out.
Lin Yi took out the "Six Horses Picture" from Yuanshen Najie and said: "I drew a picture of Six Horses!"
"Six Horses Picture?"
Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and said: "Your Highness, Jiang is not talented. He painted the Eight Horses, which is slightly better than you!"
"The prince lost?"
"No way?"
"The Six Horses Picture is indeed not as good as the Eight Horses Picture. No matter in terms of quantity or charm, the Eight Horses Picture is obviously better than the Six Horses Picture!"
Many people have begun to analyze it and talk about it like painting experts.
However.
However, the expressions of several elders of the Jiang family changed.
Picture of Six Horses?
In the handwriting of the late sage, he once mentioned the painting of six horses, saying that he was the painter of Douqi. It was because he was greatly inspired by the painting of six horses of a previous sage that he changed the painting of Douqi to horses.
"It turns out to be a picture of six horses!"
"Does Prince Dayan know the details of my Jiang family? Is he deliberately using the Six Horses Picture to suppress our Jiang family?"
"The ancestors once said that if you see the Six Horses painting, you must ask about the family of the person who painted it. If it is related to the Dayan royal family, you must treat him with courtesy. Everything in the Jiang family was given by him..."
"This prince's study tour is a conspiracy of the imperial court. They must know the secrets of my Jiang family..."
Several sages secretly conveyed the message, feeling extremely unwilling.
The Jiang family is a family of scholars, and it is impossible for them to submit to the imperial court, but they did not expect that... the imperial court would actually do such a thing.
Use the secrets of the Jiang family to deal with the Jiang family. Unless they violate their ancestor's decision, the Jiang family will really surrender to the imperial court.
Jiang Erhe breathed rapidly and said in a trembling voice: "Please invite His Highness the Crown Prince to appear in the painting..."
Picture of Six Horses.
His Royal Highness is either the young saint mentioned by his ancestors, or the reincarnation of the saint. He has no doubt about it.
Whether it is the appearance of Prince Lin Yi or the picture of his six horses, they perfectly fit the ancestral teachings of the ancestors of the Jiang family.
This can’t be fake!
"good!"
Without any nonsense, Lin Yi displayed the six-horse picture, and immediately the horses with different expressions on the picture fell into everyone's sight.
The horses are vivid and lifelike, and they are faintly galloping in the painting.
That charm came alive directly.
The traces of pen and ink seem to embellish the figures of galloping horses, and even give people the impression that there are thousands of troops galloping in addition to the six horses.
"this……"
"Jiang Hao's horse picture shows eight horses, that's eight horses, but Prince Lin Yi has six horses, but he has the momentum of thousands of troops."
"In terms of momentum, Jiang Hao's Eight Horses Picture is slightly inferior."
Some people whispered and commented secretly.
Jiang Hao gritted his teeth and said: "My eight-horse figure is so powerful that it can travel across the state!"
He decisively unlocked the talent seal in the Eight Horses Picture.
In an instant, the heavenly voice of literature and art resounded from heaven to earth, and the scholars in the entire painting city could hear it clearly.
At the same time, a pillar of talent shot straight into the sky from the scroll.
"good!"
"This is what tests the true level of calligraphy and inspires the talents of the world."
Everyone cheered.
The elders of the Jiang family gently stroked their beards, and the second elder said: "I, the forefather of the Jiang family, draw horses to enter Taoism. Once I draw them, my talent will spread throughout the family!"
The third elder said: "Jiang Hao has a bit of the style of the ancestors of my Jiang family, not bad!"
The fourth elder said: "Jiang Hao has proven to everyone what it means to be a saint. After he is in his twenties, he can easily draw paintings from Guanzhou, which is great!"
Several elders were very satisfied with Jiang Hao's performance and even liked him more than Jiang Qinghe, the young master of the Jiang family.
Jiang Hao felt like his whole body was floating, and he looked at Lin Yidao: "I wonder if His Highness the Crown Prince's Six Horses Picture... can conquer the state?"
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.
In fact, he more or less guessed something. Jiang Liu'er is famous for painting horses, so it is very likely that he copied his painting of six horses.
And Jiang Liu'er's painting of horses entered the Tao, and the eight-horse picture reached the level of talent and talent. So, what level has his six-horse picture... reached? It shouldn't need to be said, right?
Lin Yi chuckled and said, "Are you sure you want to watch it?"
Jiang Haodao: "That's natural. Since it's a challenge, there must be a winner, unless...you admit defeat!"
"Admit defeat?"
Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh. He returned from the Confucian Temple with a mission, and he was defeated by hundreds of schools of thought. How could he integrate this?
Wow!
Lin also threw the Six Horses Picture in the air, directly revealing the awe-inspiring righteousness contained in the Six Horses Picture.
In an instant, wisps of golden light bloomed from the six-horse picture, like golden lotus flowers, twining and flying straight into the sky. The awe-inspiring righteousness seemed to turn into horses galloping, lotuses growing step by step, ascending to the sky, the vision was vast, It's like blocking out the sky and the sun.
When~
At the same time, the sound of literary heaven resounded throughout the state capital, and all the scholars looked in the direction of the painting city.
Jiang Hao sat down on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.
The elders of the Jiang family were trembling violently, their scalps were numb and their expressions were dull.
Jiang Erhe clenched his fists.
Jiang Qinghe was dumbfounded, and felt a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, it was not Lin Yi who challenged him...
At this moment, outside the studio where Jiang Liu'er attained enlightenment, a formation suddenly started to move. Rays of light enveloped the Jiang family, and the energy from heaven and earth quickly gathered.
Just when everyone was puzzled, people suddenly saw... not far away in the low sky, a saint's figure condensed into shape.
His appearance was somewhat similar to that of the head of the Jiang family. He was smiling, and there were butterflies transformed by talent under his feet. He was dragging him on crutches, walking towards everyone in the Jiang family step by step, towards...Lin Yi !
"Jiang Liu'er..."
A smile appeared on Lin Yi's face, and he gently called Jiang Liu'er's name... feeling inexplicably moved in his heart.
