C2511 The Realm of Painting
C2511 The Realm of Painting
The information gathered from various places had already shown that many of the continents in the Divine Land had already been completely submerged by the sea.
They were afraid that they would not be able to hold on for much longer.
"Elder, our last bit of spirit stone can't hold up the grand array anymore." A disciple said with a pale face.
In the face of true death, there was nothing he could do. There was nothing more hopeless than this.
At the same time, Lu Yu's painting was coming to an end.
Every time he drew his brush, it was like a clap of thunder striking the ground. Thunder rumbled in the void.
The surroundings were filled with dark clouds, but where Lu Yu was standing, there was a beam of light that passed through the countless dark clouds and struck the painting.
"The realm of painting, the phenomenon of the heaven and earth?"
Although the Chai Dragon Elephant had always been calm, it couldn't help but exclaim when it saw this scene.
He had received extremely strict teachings in the Imperial Residence since he was young. Those who were qualified to teach the crown prince were all top figures in their respective fields.
He had to learn alchemy, formations, Fu Lu, and other great Dao. He also had to dabble in calligraphy and calligraphy.
Thus, to Chai Longxiang, he knew very well what this realm of painting meant.
At that time, the art lecturer in the Imperial Residence was already an influential figure in the realm of painting, but according to him, when he attained the realm of Heavenly Phenomenon, he was already an old man.
If it wasn't for the cultivator having a long lifespan, it would be impossible for him to draw a painting like a brush, ink, and boat.
"I originally thought that he wanted to add ink to the brush, ink, and boat. Looks like he changed his mind at the last moment and actually wants to draw another one!" Chai Longxiang was extremely shocked in his heart.
Continuing ink was not difficult. As long as there was a certain foundation in the art of painting, it would be fine as long as it followed the strokes of the predecessors.
However, if he were to draw another painting, he would need to reach an extremely high level in the art of painting. Even the spiritual energy requirement of the painter would be quite high.
Suddenly, Lu Yu's brush paused for a bit.
Lu Yu's painting speed was originally very fast. However, when it suddenly stopped, everyone's heart sank.
Could it be that something unexpected had happened?
Chai Longxiang's eyes narrowed. He had done several painting of Danqing before, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to forcefully create a painting that could take shape.
Although Lu Yu had also displayed quite a bit of talent, the path of Danqing required a long period of practice and accumulation.
As for Lu Yu, at his young age, his own strength could not be underestimated. If he could still have such a high talent in the Dao of Verdant Pill, then it would be somewhat illogical.
"Forget it, we can still try again. This Brush Ink Boat can still last for a period of time, we still have enough time." A disciple comforted.
After all, it was too difficult to get it done in one go.
However, Chai Longxiang did not jump to conclusions. He stared fixedly at the brush in Lu Yu's hand. When he noticed that the tip of the brush was emitting some starlight, a trace of seriousness flashed across his eyes.
Others might not know, but Chai Longxiang had personally witnessed his painting master paint, so he naturally knew about this scene.
When the brush was about to be drawn, the brush emitted such brilliance.
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Yu slowly drew the brush, and finally pointed at the top of the cabin.
The bow of the huge ship that Lu Yu drew had a lifelike dragon head carved on it. It faced the sky and roared with a majestic aura.
Although this dragon head was drawn, everyone could see that there was something strange about it.
There were no eyes on the dragon head.