"Yes!" Tian Rou's smile became even sweeter.
Hua Youyue approached Yang Zhen Yang Zhen from behind with a strange expression, looking at him with suspicion and a hint of bewilderment in her eyes.
The more you interact with Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, the more mysteries surrounding him emerge. He is like a bottomless quagmire, or a mysterious and unknown starry sky, always capable of shocking people.
It's as if there's nothing he can't do.
Upon hearing that Yang Zhen wanted to draw a dragon head, everyone present was taken aback and looked at Sun Yushi with mocking expressions.
Dragons and tigers cannot coexist; painting a tiger is not easy, but carving a dragon is even more difficult. Sun Yushi had just finished Tiger Roaring in the Mountain Forest Painting when Yang Zhen wanted to paint the dragon's head. This slap landed on Sun Yushi's face, and it stung like fire!
Sun Yushi looked at Yang Zhen with disbelief and resentment, his expression cold and ruthless.
Elder Ji frowned, looking at Yang Zhen with some confusion, seemingly not understanding why Yang Zhen would do such a thing.
Each person's work has its own unique style and effect. Without extremely profound skills, it is impossible to complete a sequel. Even Ji Shulin himself does not dare to casually complete other people's unfinished works, let alone complete an unfinished work created by a young girl who has not yet embodied Literary Brilliance, under such circumstances, using an ordinary wolf-hair brush.
Yang Zhen is taking a huge risk, and a risk that is unlikely to succeed. If he is not careful, he will end up doing something inferior and become a laughing stock.
If Yang Zhen fails, he will inevitably suffer a backlash and setbacks, which will be detrimental to Yang Zhen in every way.
Elder Ji wanted to stop it, but ultimately remained silent. Yang Zhen's admonitory words had completely offended him. He was the most prestigious person present, and Yang Zhen was targeting him at every turn, showing him absolutely no respect.
Giving Yang Zhen Yang Zhen lesson might not be a bad thing for him.
To everyone's astonishment, Yang Zhen suddenly appeared behind Tian Rou, placed the wolf-hair brush in Tian Rou's right hand, and then held Yang Zhen Tian Rou's hand that was holding the brush.
This... everyone was shocked.
Yang Zhen's task was a hundred times more difficult than if he had painted it himself!
Ji Shulin was horrified. Ignoring Yang Zhen's outburst, he exclaimed, " Yang Zhen, what foolish thing are you doing? Stop right now, or you'll waste your precious foundation! How old are you? You actually want to help a young girl condense her essence? You're simply overestimating yourself and indulging in wishful thinking. If you make even the slightest mistake, you'll be doomed!"
What?
Everyone gasped, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief.
Yang Zhen actually wants to help Tian Rou Ninghua?
This... this is truly insane!
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a madman. Hua Youyue was also startled, biting her lip and looking at Yang Zhen with a complicated expression. " Yang Zhen, don't be impulsive."
A flicker of panic crossed Tian Rou's face, and she hurriedly said, "Brother Yang Zhen, no..."
Yang Zhen laughed heartily and said loudly, "Close your eyes and feel with your heart. I've said before that literature is for educating people. Can you trust me?"
Tian Rou paused for a moment, then answered Yang Zhen with her actions. She took a deep breath to calm herself and slowly closed her eyes.
Yang Zhen nodded in satisfaction. What nonsense about Sun Yushi, the top scholar of the fourth level of Literary Brilliance Ji Shulin the eighth level of Literary Brilliance who condensed his Qi into a dragon. In Yang Zhen's opinion, these amazing people were far inferior to the two young girls, Tian Rou and Yan'er, in their understanding of literature.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen, with a serene smile on his face, put his brush to paper. With his Tian Rou hand, he quickly drew a crooked... faucet in front of the dragon's neck!
"What... what is this?"
Those who had been craning their necks to watch Yang Zhen paint were all dumbfounded; no one could figure out what Yang Zhen was painting.
There's no such thing as a tap for running water in this world. Even if Yang Zhen told them, they wouldn't be able to tell the difference. It's just that this crooked tap is... too ugly for anyone to see.
The crooked lines and scribbled scribbles lack any definition, let alone any sense of light and Yin Shadow. Even a toddler could draw something better than Yang Zhen.
A hysterical laugh rang out, so loud it distorted the voice, startling everyone. They all turned to look. Sun Yushi pointed at Yang Zhen's drawing, tears welling in his eyes, " Yang Zhen, is this your work? It's utterly ridiculous! What is this? Tell me what this is!"
Ji Shulin stared blankly at the lifelike dragon with a crooked faucet painted on it. His expression shifted between red and blue. He sighed, somewhat disappointed, and couldn't help but take another look, barely suppressing the urge to curse.
Tian Rou was about to open her eyes when Yang Zhen stopped her, saying slowly, "The last stroke, feel it with your heart!"
Just as a painting of a dragon needs its eyes to be finished, Yang Zhen held Tian Rou's hand and placed a drop of water, about to fall, on the faucet spout.
Sun Yushi's laughter continued, seemingly with great pleasure. "It's utterly laughable, utterly laughable! With such meager painting skills, he dares to spout such nonsense..."
boom!
A surge of Literary Qi erupted from the chopping board in front of Yang Zhen and Tian Rou, terrifying and violent, surging like a tidal wave.
Caught off guard, many people were thrown back by the powerful gust of air, landing hard on their backsides before springing up again, staring in horror at the unbelievable scene before them.
Yang Zhen stood up, while Tian Rou remained seated, still in that position.
Buzz!
A surge of Literary Talent Qi erupted from her, mingling with the Literary Talent Qi in the air above.
"No... impossible... this is condensation, how... how is this possible?" Sun Yushi stared blankly at the terrifying celestial phenomenon in mid-air, and screamed.
Yang Zhen patted Sun Yushi on the shoulder and said, "Some things won't happen just because you don't want to believe them."
In the crowd, Bian Liang's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at Yang Zhen with gratitude. These were the words Sun Yushi had just said to him, which had a powerful impact on his mind. He never expected that Yang Zhen would return them verbatim.
Yang Zhen walked over to Bian Liang and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling better now?"
Bian Liang's gratitude deepened, and he clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Yang Zhen for breaking my Heart Demon. I have no way to repay you..."
"No, no, no, you'll be rewarded. Just give me all the crystals. I'm a kind person, I never pick and choose."
Bian Liang: "..."
boom!
A deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, and a stream of Literary Brilliance condensed in mid-air, illuminating the entire Sea Pavilion.
"It worked! It actually worked! It's unbelievable!"
"But... that dragon head that Yang Zhen drew?"
"What's going on? Are you kidding me? That's called a dragon head, and it can even condense essence? I... I feel the deep malice of the heavens towards me."
To this day, no one can figure out what's going on. How could something strange drawn by Yang Zhen help a young girl with only a little Literary Talent Qi and no cultivation to condense her Literary Brilliance?
boom!
Another stream of Literary Brilliance condensed, startling everyone.
"Two lines! There are actually two lines! My God!"
"Judging by the looks of it, it's not over yet?"
"Aaaaaah, what's wrong with this world? I... I'm going crazy!"
Boom!
Two more streams of Literary Brilliance condensed, and everyone's necks stiffened, as if they were machines, and they turned to look at Sun Yushi.
Sun Yushi collapsed to the ground with a thud, his eyes glazed over.
Four! Sun Yushi risked his life to finally condense four streams of Literary Brilliance, but what's wrong with this little girl? Is this... a dream?
boom!
Another earth-shattering explosion rang out.
"Five Paths! My God, this... she just condensed her Literary Brilliance and already successfully condensed five Paths, just how high is this little girl's talent?"
"Incredible, absolutely incredible, it's unbelievable!"
Tian Rou jolted awake, stood up with tears streaming down her face, bowed to Yang Zhen in a disciple's salute, and said, "Brother Yang Zhen, thank you!"
Yang Zhen smiled, exclaimed "Eh!", and seeing Sun Yushi still erect, beckoned to Tian Rou and said, "Come, come, let your brother teach you a few more simple drawings!"
What is a simple line drawing?
"It's just a casual sketch, a random drawing!"
You have a strong will; you didn't break down.