C491
C491
"This... How is that possible? "
Ao Qing had an expression of disbelief as he shook his head repeatedly.
Chu He did not argue, and directly asked: "Do you have a pen and ink?"
"Yes!" "Yes!"
Ao Qing immediately took out some ink and paper from his storage ring.
For those who loved paintings and calligraphy, they would usually carry ink and paper with them.
After that, Chu He did not say much and immediately drew a sixth-grade painting in front of Ao Qing.
This was a painting that Chu He had created based on a line of a murderous poem.
Above the painting was a knight dressed in black, with a long sword in his hand and a bamboo hat on his head.
It was just a figure of his back, yet it made a hero of the martial world jump on the paper.
After drawing this painting, Chu He did not stop, and immediately wrote down a line of ancient famous lines.
"Killing a man in ten steps, unstoppable for a thousand miles!"
When Chu He finished writing, Ao Qing could not help but recite it aloud.
Suddenly, the whole scene changed, and this motionless chivalrous hero suddenly began to move.
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed towards him from the surroundings. He could only see the flash of a blade and the flash of a sword. The group of black-clothed people were instantly taken care of by this Heroic Assassin.
In the end, there was only the Heroic Assassin left. He leaned against a withered old tree, took out the bottle of wine from his waist, and drank it all in one gulp.
Although the entire scene was not rendered in a blood-red color, it still gave off a chilling feeling, as well as a sense of relief and vengeance.
"Gulp ?"
"This... This is the broken mirror! "
Only when the entire scene became still again did Ao Qing regain his senses from the world of painting.
It was as if he had just entered this painting and experienced the sharpness of the sword Qi in the chivalrous hero's hand!
Killing a man in ten steps, unstoppable for a thousand miles!
And how satisfying was that!
"May I know if this painting has entered my third brother's eyes?"
Chu He then rolled up the painting and smiled.
"What ?" Lord Nezha, I didn't expect you to truly be a Level 6 Painter! "
"I'm completely convinced!"
Ao Qing immediately gave a deep bow to Chu He, as he said respectfully.
In his entire life, the people he respected the most were talented painters and great poets!
This Chu He's level and realm was definitely worthy of him having so much respect!
"Since you like this poem so much, I believe you'll like the book I have here!"
With that said, a book suddenly appeared in Chu He's hand.
The name of this book was extremely familiar. It was called "The 300 Tang Poems"!
Although this book was rotten on the streets in the world that Chu He lived in, it was still a rare treasure in this world.
It contains the crystallization of the blood and sweat of countless great poets, which is the crystallization of the wisdom of Chinese civilization.
Ao Qing received the book in Chu He's hands with suspicion. After that, he slowly opened the book and casually flipped through it.
He was shocked speechless. This book was simply a divine book!
Every one of the lines was worth his time of thought. He had never seen such exquisite lines before.
The most important thing was that instead of just one or two, there were more than three hundred of them!
If he were to study them one by one, he probably wouldn't be able to absorb them all even after a few years!
"How wonderful! How wonderful! "
Ao Qing only flipped through two pages, as though he had obtained a treasure, his face filled with excitement as he spoke.