Chapter 1052

"You want to make this painting come true? It's a blasphemy against the way of painting." Wu Daozi said, "Don't say that your painting doesn't look like it, even if it looks like it, it can't become real. Because the way of painting is A special way of using fairy art can only be done by someone who understands painting and understands the essence of it."

"No matter how strong your immortal power is, it won't help."

"Really?" Xiao Fei smiled. Xiao Fei agrees with what he said earlier, after all, each field has its own characteristics, but he doesn't like to hear what he said later.

After Xiao Fei finished speaking, he picked up the painting, pointed at the rabbit on it, and blew lightly.

"puff!"

Suddenly, the clumsy lines on the drawing paper began to move. Immediately, a divine light flashed, and Xiantian turned into a real rabbit, jumping out of the drawing paper alive and kicking.

"How about it, has it become real?" Xiao Fei said proudly.

"Don't show off your supernatural powers in front of me." Wu Daozi sneered, "You used the technique of transformation in the Nine Turns Mysterious Art. You secretly transformed it with a hair. Your rabbit body is a hair, and the magic A rabbit drawn with a brush is a real rabbit, can it be the same? The art of painting the Tao pays attention to finishing touches, and after finishing the touches, it suddenly becomes mysterious..."

"Okay, I was exposed by you." Xiao Fei said. After speaking, he withdrew Xianli, and the lively rabbit turned into one of his hairs. But the graffiti rabbit on the painting still exists, he just used a trick to make the rabbit disappear. Now the blindfold is gone, and the rabbit appears.

The eyes rolled: "This painting is my debut work, which is very valuable for collection. I want to collect it." After finishing speaking, he put the painting rabbit into the Qiankun cloth bag.

"Your debut work is also very valuable for collection?" Wu Daozi showed a strong disdain on his face: "If you give away a painting like yours for nothing, others will find it an eyesore. No matter, no matter what, no one can stop you if you want to collect it yourself You, I can't use that piece of fairy paper anyway. It's a waste of a piece of paper, and it's a waste of money."

Xiao Fei ignored his sarcasm, and said: "By the way, what you said just now should be the essence of Dao painting, right? In the secret book you gave me, it must be recorded. I know that people like you People like to hide their secrets very much, and they often don’t pass on the essence to others, so as not to teach apprentices to starve to death master.”

"I never thought of teaching painting to others beforehand, let alone that you would come and get it. How can I keep my cultivation experience for myself?" Wu Daozi said angrily.

"I don't care, anyway, I don't believe it, unless you show me the essence." Xiao Fei said. After speaking, he took out the cheat book and handed it to him.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you coming, I'm unlucky to meet a scoundrel like you." After speaking, he opened the cheat book to find the key points for Xiao Fei. There are many examples of paintings mixed in this cheat book, and each painting is an article. Different from ordinary cultivation cheats, the cheats are very thick. In addition, this was written before he attained enlightenment, more than two thousand years ago.

Therefore, even if he is the author, it is not so easy to find the finishing touch.

Wu Daozi flipped through each article, Xiao Fei sat beside him and watched without blinking, Wu Daozi didn't feel anything strange. But they didn't know that Xiao Fei had already left his body at this time.

He tiptoed to the side of the secret compartment and opened it carefully. I found that there was actually a painting scroll hidden inside, and I didn't have time to look at it and threw it into my Qiankun cloth bag. Suddenly my heart moved, and I took out my debut work "Rabbit Picture", blew a breath of fairy air, turned into a scroll, and put it in.

After everything is done, the primordial spirit returns to the body.

"Look, here is the finishing touch of my writing, I have no secrets, right?" At this time, Wu Daozi had already found his target, and said to Xiao Fei impatiently.

"Well, well, it really is." Xiao Fei said, "It seems that your brother is still an honest man."

"This experience is written for myself, it has nothing to do with honesty." Wu Daozi said.

"In this case, I'll take my leave." After stealing his painting, Xiao Fei was eager to leave.

"Walk away!" Wu Daozi couldn't wait for him to leave.

So Xiao Fei left the studio, and then rode an ice dragon to the Immortal Painting Island. After leaving, standing on the back of the ice dragon, he took out the stolen scroll, opened it, and couldn't help being stunned.

This painting is actually "Songzi Tianwang Picture"!

It's an out-of-print authentic work!

"There is only a copy of this painting on the earth. The original painting was taken to heaven by the painting saint Wu Daozi, and I actually stole it!"

"That facsimile is hidden in the Osaka Art Museum in Japan. It is regarded as a national treasure by the world. China has tried everything possible to get it. If I put it up for auction, how much money can I sell for?"

"However, there are cultural relics management laws now. A painting of this level should be regarded as a super cultural relic. If it is put up for auction, no one would dare to buy it."

Xiao Fei thought in his heart. He thought again: "When he has a whim one day, he looks at his "Picture of Sending the Heavenly King" and finds out that it is my "Picture of Rabbit". His paintings would be disgusted by others, but in the end he collected them himself, haha!"

"This time I came back from Huaxian Island, and I gained a lot. Not only did I get the secret book of painting, but I also gained two magic brushes. These can be given to the Su family sisters. Who told them that they were the first friends I met when I went down the mountain?" .”

"Of course, the biggest harvest is this "Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King""

After appreciating "The Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King" for a while, and realizing that he didn't understand the subtleties of it at all, Xiao Fei rolled up the painting boredly and threw it into the Qiankun cloth bag. Then ride the ice dragon to the hidden corner of the heaven.

"Hey, who is that guy? How dare he ride a dragon!"

"Only the Jade Emperor can drive the Nine Dragon Chariot. He dares to ride it. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

"Forget it, he might be a certain immortal, we can't afford to provoke him."

Along the way, many gods riding auspicious clouds and beasts passed by from afar. On their mounts, they kept talking about the master of the ice dragon. Even the four heavenly kings guarding the Nantian Gate all looked sideways. Nezha Erlang God Li Jing was even more surprised when he heard the news, but no one came to arrest him.

Now, Xiao Fei seems to be driving an out-of-print red flag car that only the country's leaders can sit in, and flaunting through the riots in the capital. People were surprised and shocked. But no one dared to really check him. Because no one can be sure that the car is not a senior leader.

When he came to the corner of the heavenly court, Xiao Fei turned the ice dragon into a long sword and took back the cloth bag. Then through the space-time tunnel, back to the mortal world.

"Tomorrow, I'll ask someone to appraise the price of "The Picture of Sending the Son of the Heavenly King" to see if it can be sold." He thought to himself.