Murong Qing's words drew everyone's attention.
At this moment, they were all looking at Lin Yu with scrutinizing eyes.
Yunxi Shanren is undoubtedly one of the most accomplished calligraphy and painting masters of our time!
What achievements?
He was the only one in his time to be called the Sage of Painting!
He is known in the art world as "Little Wu Daozi"!
However, at this moment, Murong Qing actually said that this young man's painting could rival that of Yunxi Shanren.
"Miss Murong, you are mistaken. There is only one universally acknowledged master painter in this world. I cannot accept any more than that!"
"Exactly, comparing him to a painting master is really going too far!"
"I think this painting is just so-so, it's nowhere near as good as mine!"
The artists all spoke up, their faces full of disdain.
They were both renowned painters in their respective regions, and all were proud and arrogant, so naturally they would not admit that a younger generation was better than themselves.
In addition, the Murong family is currently offering a hefty reward; if someone is chosen, they will be set for life! Naturally, they don't want this opportunity to go to someone else.
Lin Yu remained unfazed by these questions.
Wow, it seems these people are all my loyal fans!
What an honor it is to recognize Yunxi Shanren as the master of painting!
Ultimately, these people are just sucking up to themselves, so there's no point in getting angry!
At this moment, Murong Qing looked at Lin Yu with bright eyes, "Young man, to be honest, our Juechen Valley is currently offering a huge reward for a painter. If you can create a painting according to my requirements, you can get a huge fortune, and of course, you can also get the love flower you want! Do you want to give it a try?"
"Him?" The effeminate man beside him glanced at Lin Yu and said disdainfully, "Miss, I think you shouldn't have too high expectations for him. At his age, what kind of work can he possibly produce?"
Lin Yu didn't care about these words at all. He had come for the Love Flower, so he immediately agreed, "Sure, it's just a painting, no problem!"
Murong Qing nodded and instructed the servants, "Bring me a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!"
Soon, the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were brought out.
Murong Qing cleared out the largest desk and gave it to Lin Yu to paint on!
At this moment, everyone else stopped painting and gathered around, eager to watch Lin Yu paint!
Lin Yu asked Murong Qing, "What's the question?"
Murong Qing said calmly, "Tiger!"
Lin Yu nodded. In fact, he had already guessed it, because when he came in, he had already seen that these painters were all painting tigers.
Lin Yu slowly picked up his pen, sketched something without thinking, and then began to write.
At first, everyone looked at him with disdain.
Because Lin Yu's writing style was very ordinary, there was nothing surprising about it.
It's even a bit weird and out of style!
"Haha, what's this?"
"A cat?"
"A bear, huh? Hahaha!"
At this moment, Lin Yu sketched out a rough outline, which drew ridicule from everyone.
Judging from its initial shape, this tiger's physique is not very impressive, and it lacks any imposing presence!
But then, Lin Yu changed his style and began to write with great flourish, exuding an awe-inspiring aura. Everyone felt as if a surging river was rushing towards them, and at times a strong wind was blowing and a torrential rain was pouring down.
Everyone was stunned.
It's hard to imagine what kind of master could have such an aura when creating a painting!
"This is the state of harmony between man and nature, which can influence the surrounding magnetic field. It is said that this is a phenomenon that only painting sages can exhibit. Could this young man really be a painting sage?" someone exclaimed in surprise.
But that's not all that's surprising; what's even more shocking is yet to come.
As Lin Yu described it, the original outline was gradually filled in and solidified, slowly taking the shape of a fierce tiger!
However, this tiger was climbing on the rocks with its front paws, its body slightly arched, heading down the mountain! This is also why the earlier prototype was so funny, because it was not a tiger in its usual form!
This is the most majestic and domineering tiger descending the mountain among all the tiger forms!
"So it turns out he painted a tiger descending the mountain!"
"A painting of a tiger descending the mountain requires careful planning; how could he dare to create it on the spot?"
"What kind of confidence is this??"
Everyone was stunned.
Murong Qing, who was standing to the side, nodded repeatedly. Regardless of the quality of the painting, the artist's demeanor alone surpassed that of most painters!
Seeing this, she became even more excited!
As time went by, the tiger descending the mountain became more and more solid, and the painting was nearing its final stages!
The tiger wasn't particularly realistic.
Traditionalization isn't like oil painting; it doesn't have to be made to look like a photograph.
Traditional culture emphasizes momentum and spirit!
brush!
With the last two strokes, Lin Yu added a dot to the tiger's two eyes, completing the finishing touch.
In that very instant, roar—
Faintly, it seemed as if a tiger's roar could be heard, and vaguely, it seemed as if a large tiger really did leap out from between the mountains and rivers.
"ah!"
Holy crap! This is a real tiger!
The crowd turned pale with fright and ran away.
The effeminate man next to him was even worse off, collapsing to the ground in fright and soiling himself. He was utterly pathetic and utterly comical!
roar--
The tiger's roar lasted for a full quarter of an hour before slowly fading away.
Only then did everyone come to their senses and look closely.
The painting is still the same painting, and the person is still the same person.
Everything that just happened was nothing but everyone's illusion.
"This... truly is the state of oneness with nature!"
"The unity of heaven and humanity is the origin of all things, possessing the power of creation!"
"Indeed, this is the realm of a painting master!"
"I give up!"
The painters were all ashamed and felt inferior.
Some people couldn't help but step forward, cup their fists towards Lin Yu, and said, "Young friend, your skills are truly exceptional in the world of calligraphy and painting. May I ask your name?"
Everyone showed expressions of curiosity.
Such skill indicates a master, not an unknown figure!
They were curious about Lin Yu's true identity!
Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "To be honest, my courtesy name is Yunxi, and my pen name is Shanren!"
"Yunxi? The Hermit?"
"Could you perhaps be the contemporary master painter, Yunxi Shanren?"
"My God! Am I dreaming? I actually met a living Yunxi Mountain Man here?"
"It is an honor to share a room with the greatest painter of our time!"
Some young artists were so excited they almost peed themselves. After all, this was their faith, their idol!
"So you are Yunxi Mountain Man?"
Murong Qing stepped forward excitedly.
She had no doubt whatsoever, because this painting of a tiger descending the mountain was enough to prove everything!
The other party must be Yunxi Shanren without a doubt!
"Dad, I've finally found the painting master for you! You're finally saved! Waaaaah!"
However, the next moment, for some reason, Murong Qing suddenly burst into tears.
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