stonecrandall Chapter 144 Molong
Chapter 144 Molong
While waiting, another half hour passed.
At this time, the sky had completely darkened. Fortunately, the courtyard was electrified, and a few lights illuminated the entire courtyard as bright as day, which did not prevent Mr. Zhao from painting.
Chen Hai was also a little tired, not physically but mentally.If he was asked to fight, he would be willing to fight for several days or nights.But standing like this and being unable to do anything is really torturous.
Bored enough to raise his head, Chen Hai counted the stars and bright moon that had filled the sky.
It is said that since the spiritual energy was revived, the air in the capital has become better and better.The previously smog-filled scene has disappeared. Now you can see the stars and the moon when you look up, giving people in the capital a whole new experience.
Not just the capital, but other cities as well.Although it was not as exaggerated as the capital in the past, you could still see a few stars when the weather was good.
And the air is much better, and people all over the world are energetic.
Just when Chen Hai was thinking wildly and distracted.
Mr. Zhao, who was painting on the other side, finally made some changes. His eyes were unusually bright and his movements were much faster.
But because of this, his face was covered with sweat.Fortunately, the woman beside him took a towel to wipe his sweat in time, otherwise it would definitely affect his painting.
Finally, Zhao Laobi made a meal.
After a while, Mr. Zhao took back his brush and took half a step back.
"Huh~" After exhaling slowly, Mr. Zhao put down the brush and looked up at the sky.
At this time, Chen Hai and the others also noticed the movement here and hurriedly came over.
Chen Hai took the opportunity to go over and take a look, and finally saw what Mr. Zhao was painting.
When he came here, Mr. Zhao was already painting. In order not to disturb him, Chen Hai kept watching from a distance.
Chen Hai took a closer look and found that what was painted on the paper was an oriental dragon in the style of ink painting.
As recorded in ancient books, the oriental dragon painted by Mr. Zhao has a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger. It is very unique. vivid.
At first glance, it seems as if this oriental dragon is about to burst out of the drawing paper.Chen Hai sighed in his heart, Mr. Zhao is indeed a master of traditional Chinese painting and is recognized as the No. 1 ink painting in the country.
What puzzled Chen Hai was that the eye sockets of the Oriental Dragon on the drawing paper were blank, and the eyes were not drawn on.So at this glance, this painting seems not to be perfect.
"There's nothing magical about it?" After waiting for a moment, Chen Hai didn't wait until the dragon in the painting came true.He had finished watching the prop master's live broadcast before, and the beautiful woman in the painting came to life.
To be honest, Chen Hai was still a little moved.
But he knew very well that he had no artistic ability, so he quickly stopped thinking about it.
"Do you know the allusion to the finishing touch? If the eyes are not painted, there will be no change." Perhaps after hearing Chen Hai's whisper, Mr. Zhao, who had had enough rest, said.
And while he was talking, Mr. Zhao dipped the paintbrush in his hand into ink, and then lightly tapped Shenlong's eye sockets.
Whoa!
The moment the brush was touched, a dazzling light shot up from the paper, illuminating the entire sky.People all over the capital discovered this incident and walked out of their homes to look up.
Coupled with the fact that it was already night, these visions were even more conspicuous.
"Ow!"
The next moment, a dragon roar resounded across the sky.Everyone looked for the sound and saw a black and white divine dragon about a hundred meters long circling up the light beam.
Finally, he floated quietly in the sky, overlooking the entire capital with his eyes.
"What happened? Damn it! Shenlong!?"
"What the hell? Why did another divine dragon appear? Has the collection of the Dragon Balls been completed?"
"It's impossible, the one-year cooling time hasn't passed yet!"
As the black and white dragon appeared, people in the capital were talking a lot.And there are people with quick eyesight and quick hands who post photos and videos online.But in just a few minutes, news about another dragon appearing in the capital began to spread throughout the country.Even some foreign countries have heard about it.
It's just that this dragon is too different from the dragon in Dragon Ball, so everyone quickly ruled out Dragon Ball.But no one could figure out how this dragon appeared.
But there are many smart people on the Internet, and soon someone thought of painting the road.
What if this dragon was drawn by someone?This possibility is not low, after all, Hua Dao also appeared today.
Soon, this speculation was seen by more people.Some people are convinced, while others say that painting has just appeared, and it is impossible for anyone to be able to draw a dragon and summon it successfully.
Because most of the people who are currently studying painting cannot even realize some fruits.Although I can draw it, the literary energy in my body cannot support it at all.Just by drawing an outline, all the literary energy in the body is exhausted.
Therefore, such people do not believe it even more.
But no matter what, the appearance of Shenlong is real and has caused a lot of discussion on the Internet.
[If it was really drawn by a human, that would be amazing!This illustrates one thing: a person who was originally immersed in music, chess, calligraphy and painting has suddenly reached the sky in one step! 】
【I hope it's true!I am new to painting, so I made the right choice! 】
【Real name envy!I'm not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy or painting, and I'm still confused after learning it. 】
While netizens were discussing, in a courtyard in the capital, Chen Hai opened his mouth slightly and looked up at the ink-colored dragon suspended in the sky.As someone who has experienced it personally, he can better understand the shock of the dragon coming to life in the painting.
Especially the difference in body size made Chen Hai feel his own insignificance.But because he had never really fought, he didn't know how strong this black dragon was.
But judging from its power, it is definitely not weak.
Beside Chen Hai, Mr. Zhao also raised his head and stared at the ink dragon in the sky with obsession.
As someone who has devoted his life to ink painting, he is more excited than anyone else.Especially this dragon was born under his pen, which satisfied him both physically and mentally.
If he died now, he would have no regrets!
At the same time, he was also deeply grateful to the prop master.If there is no prop master, there is no painting path.Without Hua Dao, he would not have been able to achieve such an achievement.
After suppressing his excitement, Mr. Zhao raised his hand.
The next moment, the black dragon seemed to have received a summons and swooped down quickly, causing a lot of exclamations.
Then, the huge dragon head fell into the courtyard and touched Mr. Zhao's palm.
Stroking the faucet, feeling the cold and real touch, Mr. Zhao once again confirmed that he was not dreaming.
It's just a pity that this Molong doesn't have any sanity.It looks like it has come to life, but the entire dragon body is made of literary energy.
After drawing this ink dragon, Mr. Zhao had very little literary energy left in his body.Fortunately, literary energy and physical strength are two systems, so he won't be too tired to move.