This item was very simple and also very strange.
There was a bunch of animal hair stuck in a jade tube that was as thick as a finger. No one present knew what it was.
Of course, they did not know that it was a writing brush because there was no writing brush in this world.
"This item is called a writing brush. It's what I use to write and paint. I hereby present it to Lord Qin as a gift for your 50th birthday," Yang Dingtian said respectfully.
Instantly, everyone laughed secretly. Even Qin Wanchou could not help but purse his lips slightly.
Everyone present had given extremely valuable gifts. Only Shen Lang (Yang Dingtian) had only given a so-called writing brush. It was truly too shabby.
The value of this item was not more than half a silver coin at best. It was really shabby to the extreme.
Seeing that her sweetheart had only found such a shabby gift after searching for half a day, Qin Mengli felt both love and resentment. "What a fool."
Following that, Qin Mengli said, "Shen Lang, your gift is too shabby. Furthermore, no one knows how to use this so-called writing brush of yours. Why don't you demonstrate it and let everyone see the use of this writing brush of yours?"
Qin Mengli knew that her sweetheart was brimming with talent. Therefore, she wanted to let Yang Dingtian take the opportunity to show off.
"Oh, yes!" Yang Dingtian replied.
Then, he said to the servant in the hall, "I need a piece of white paper."
Instantly, the servant looked at Qin Wanchou.
"Give it to him," Qin Wanchou said.
"Yes."
The servant left respectfully. About a minute later, he came back with a piece of white paper that was about one square meter in size.
Yang Dingtian took the white paper and laid it flat on the ground. Then, he took a pot of wine and used the wine to grind the ink.
Of course, the ink was made by him personally. Fortunately, it was not difficult.
After grinding the ink, Yang Dingtian took a deep breath.
The most crucial moment of tonight's performance had arrived. Whether or not he could obtain the other Heaven and Earth Mystic Flame map from Qin Wanchou would depend on this moment.
After dipping the writing brush into the ink, Yang Dingtian started to paint on the white paper.
Instantly, the entire hall fell silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the piece of white paper in front of Yang Dingtian and the brush in his hand.
With a light flick of the brush, an irregular curve appeared in the painting.
Everyone was slightly stunned. What the hell was this?
Subsequently, Yang Dingtian's painting speed was extremely fast.
One horizontal, one vertical, one curved, and one folded.
Just a few dozen strokes!
Everyone could tell that it was probably a grassland.
Yang Dingtian's ink paintings focused on the spirit and not the form.
Although it was only a few dozen strokes, the vast and empty grassland suddenly appeared on the paper.
Although the scene wasn't very realistic, the distance, the breadth, and the feelings made it clear that this was a grassland.
This was the charm of ink painting.
There were painters in this world, but everyone pursued realism. Everything was for the sake of martial arts. It had almost nothing to do with art.
Although Yang Dingtian's ink painting attainments were not high, in this art desert, it was enough to conquer anyone.
After painting the rough scenery of the grassland.
With a few more strokes, Yang Dingtian painted the strong grass.
Then, with a few more strokes, he painted a few horses, cows, and sheep.
Of course, they were the horses, cows, and sheep of this world.
Finally, with a few more strokes, Yang Dingtian painted the distant mountains, the sun, and the moon.
Finally, Yang Dingtian wrote in this world's language on the blank space.
Dongli River, at the foot of Mount Mang.
The sky is like a dome, covering the wilderness.
The sky is vast, and the wilderness is boundless.
Cows and sheep are seen when the wind blows.
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After he finished writing, someone suddenly clicked his tongue.
In this world, there was no poem that existed alone as an art. Almost everything in this world was for the sake of martial arts.
After this poem was finished, everyone present was amazed. They only felt that it was good, but they didn't know what was good about it. However, from the bottom of their hearts, they felt that it was very, very good and very, very amazing.
As for Qin Mengli, her beautiful eyes were already in a daze.
She knew that her lover was different from everyone else in this world. She knew that her lover was brimming with talent, but she didn't expect her lover to be so stunning.
As compared to that Yan Bieqin, he was simply an empty shell.
Previously, she had actually been tempted by that man. Qin Mengli only felt a wave of embarrassment in her heart. She was truly too frivolous and shallow back then.
Everyone present was amazed by Yang Dingtian's brand new art form. However, no one noticed that after seeing this painting, Qin Wanchou and Qin Huaiyu's gazes changed slightly before they quickly looked at each other.
All of this happened in a flash. No one noticed it, including Yang Dingtian himself.
This was because after Yang Dingtian finished painting, he bowed and handed it over. He didn't look at Qin Wanchou and Qin Huaiyu's expressions.
He didn't dare to look, and he couldn't look.
This was because the painting he painted was similar to the other half of the Mystic Flame's map in his hands. There were even some similarities in some places.
If Qin Wanchou and Qin Huaiyu had the other half of the Mystic Flame's map, they would definitely be able to see it. At the very least, they would be able to sense it.
This was because these two people were undoubtedly outstanding people in this world. They were also the smartest people.
After finishing the painting, Yang Dingtian handed the painting over to the servant. He also handed over the brush in his hand.
This was because the brush was the gift that was given out. This painting was just an accessory.
After handing it over, Yang Dingtian stood at his original position respectfully.
Even though he knew he shouldn't, his back was still breaking out in cold sweat. He was truly nervous to the extreme.
This was his plan to obtain the other half of the Mystic Flame's map. Whether it would succeed or not depended on this moment. Furthermore, this was completely a risk. He was risking his life.
Now, he had done what he needed to do. The next step was to wait for Qin Wanchou's judgment.
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After receiving the brush and painting, Qin Wanchou glanced at them. His gaze was like lightning as it condensed on Yang Dingtian's face for a long time.
Yang Dingtian suppressed himself with all his might. He didn't allow himself to tremble even though the speed of his cold sweat was getting faster and faster.
The person in front of him was a Grandmaster level expert. He was practically the strongest enemy that Yang Dingtian had ever encountered. There was no other.
As long as he gently moved his finger, it would be enough to crush him to death. It didn't matter if Yang Dingtian had the Deep Sea Mystic Clothes or what other mystic talismans Yang Dingtian had. At this moment, Yang Dingtian was as weak as an ant in front of him.
Qin Wanchou only stared coldly at Yang Dingtian. At this moment, Qin Mengli didn't even dare to breathe loudly. Her beautiful face had turned pale and colorless. Her expression also became more and more frightened.
Yang Dingtian tried his best to calm his breathing. He suppressed his nervous and even somewhat fearful emotions.
After a full half a minute, Qin Wanchou finally spoke.
"Your talent is very high. I find it strange that I've just broken through to the Martial Mystic level when I'm almost 30 years old. Now I finally know the reason. You've spent all your energy on these unorthodox methods."
Qin Wanchou said. He then put down the painting and said indifferently, "In the future, you'll be Qin Mengli's guard leader."
Then, Qin Wanchou continued, "The birthday banquet will continue."
Everyone was stunned. What did Qin Wanchou mean by this attitude?
It seemed like he was very distant to Shen Lang, but also seemed to value him a little.
However, Qin Wanchou was the supreme master of the night. Since he said to continue the birthday banquet, everyone immediately raised their cups and continued to enjoy the delicious wine and delicacies.
Yang Dingtian walked directly behind Qin Mengli and continued to play the role of the guard leader.
White Cloud City Lord Ye Wucheng's expression changed slightly. He said, "Senior Brother Qin, I'm a little drunk. I want to go down and rest."
Obviously, Ye Wucheng was still somewhat dissatisfied with Qin Wanchou's attitude.
"Do as you wish, City Lord Ye," Qin Wanchou said indifferently.
Immediately, Ye Wucheng picked up Ye Feng from the ground and left.
As for Ye Wuzheng, he was still sitting in his seat with a dull expression. His face had lost all signs of reaction.
Yang Dingtian stood behind Qin Mengli. Although he was expressionless, his heart was already in a mess.
What was Qin Wanchou's attitude? Was his plan a success or a failure?
Only Qin Mengli was very happy. Her beautiful face was filled with pride. She smiled sweetly and tried to please her brother. Her words did not leave Yang Dingtian. She still wanted her brother to help her and her lover be together.
Qin Wanchou's expression was still filled with impatience and love. It was somewhat perfunctory and somewhat doting as he dealt with Qin Mengli.
Just from this, it could be seen that Qin Wanchou was really an admirable brother.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian also had some understanding of this person. He was a very shrewd person who did not bother to hide his emotions and was filled with ambition.
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Two hours later, the birthday banquet ended.
Following Qin Mengli into the carriage, Yang Dingtian did not get the response he wanted. Qin Wanchou and Qin Huaiyu did not ask him to stay.
Qin Wanchou did not even express any surprise as to how Yang Dingtian won against Ye Feng.
Although Yang Dingtian was filled with uneasiness and disappointment, he still meticulously protected Qin Mengli as they left the inner city.
On the way back to the villa, Qin Mengli finally could not hold it in anymore. She opened the door curtain and said sweetly, "Husband, come in."
Yang Dingtian was slightly stunned and boarded the carriage.
Just as he entered the carriage, Qin Mengli burrowed into his arms and said with infinite joy, "Baby, you really made me proud tonight. You really made me love you to the extreme.
I know my brother very well. Although he did not say anything, he already admires you very, very much. "
Yang Dingtian smiled and said, "As long as he doesn't stop us, I'm already very grateful."
"He won't. I already heard the meaning behind his words. He has already tacitly agreed to our relationship. It's just that he can't say it in front of everyone.
Didn't you see that when Ye Wucheng wanted to leave the birthday banquet, he did not stop him? "Qin Mengli said sweetly.
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