binnovel Chapter 167 Judgment
Chapter 167 Judgment
A wisp of smoke curls upward from the village, swirling like a veil in the morning light. The laughter of children interweaves with it, adding a touch of vitality and energy to this peaceful pastoral life. The forest in the distance appears very peaceful, but at the other end of the picture, a completely different scene is presented - a desolate land, but miraculously, a simple village is located on it.
The human race toiled tirelessly, mining Fu Stone, a precious mineral unique to the barbarians, renowned for its incomparable hardness and versatility. For a long time, Fu Stone had become a symbol of barbarian power, rarely falling into human hands.
"This painting seems to depict the Demonic Fog Forest of the demon tribe. I understand that since the human village can stand safely in it, it undoubtedly shows that the threat of the demon tribe is a thing of the past. It coincides with the theme of the exhibition. Wonderful!"
"Indeed, the other side of the painting is the territory of the barbarians. The Fu stone can only be picked in the barbarians' area. The fact that it can take root and sprout here also indirectly proves that the threat of the barbarians has become a thing of the past." Everyone understood the deep meaning of the painting one by one, and they were all convinced and praised it endlessly, with admiration in their words.
At this time, the sound of children playing and laughing was heard, and several children in big red cotton-padded jackets ran out from the picture with laughter. Accompanied by giggles, everyone was surprised to find that the literary energy in their literary palace was recovering rapidly and vigorously like a dead tree coming back to life in spring. This scene was beyond imagination and unbelievable.
As the children gradually receded and vanished from sight, the strange healing power slowly dissipated. Even so, it was still deeply moving. Even the usually composed Gu Yunzhou couldn't help but show surprise, thinking to himself, "This is a similar literary skill I've encountered."
He closed his eyes slightly, calmed his mind, and carefully felt the slowly flowing Wen Qi in the Wen Palace. In that brief moment just now, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Wen Qi had actually recovered a full tenth!
Although this amount of recovery was indeed insignificant compared to the total recovery he could achieve with all his skills, considering that he was currently performing an extremely rare and powerful group recovery skill, the power it could display and the ultimate effect it would achieve were definitely not to be underestimated.
You have to know that with his current skills, he can only select ten people as targets for recovery. However, at this moment, looking at the expressions of those around him, Su Zian's recent move had clearly replenished and repaired the spiritual energy of at least a hundred people.
In this way, it can be said that each of them has their own strengths. One focuses more on the quality of recovery, striving to quickly replenish the Wen Qi of a few people and keep them at full strength; while the other focuses on quantity, providing a small but crucial amount of Wen Qi support to many people through large-scale coverage. This difference leads to significant differences in their strategies and methods of application in battle.
"Oh my God! It's actually possible to recover some of the literary energy, and so quickly! Although the amount recovered is not much, it may be able to turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory at the critical moment!" Someone in the crowd was the first to be unable to contain his inner surprise and shouted loudly.
"Who says it isn't? This incredible feat is simply heaven-defying! If two figures of equal cultivation were to clash, and one possessed such a negligible amount of spiritual energy, the outcome of this fierce battle would undoubtedly be worlds apart!" Someone else chimed in. For a moment, everyone was whispering and discussing, awestruck by the astonishing scene before them.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were as hot as burning flames, staring intently at the painting in the air that was still shining with light. Their hearts were filled with desire and envy, and they couldn't wait to rush forward and take this magical painting into their arms and make it their own.
Seeing that everyone had already started to chatter and discuss noisily, Li Hean's lips curled up slightly, a kind and slightly complacent smile on his face. He slowly asked, "I wonder what everyone here thinks of our work? I hope you will be generous in giving us your feedback and pointing out any shortcomings!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zian beside him said in a sweet voice: "Yes, I wonder whose painting of ours do you think can better express the theme that young man talked about?" Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow oriole singing in a valley, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
In an instant, the whole scene was like being dropped with a blockbuster bomb. The crowd, which was originally relatively orderly, instantly exploded and fell into an extremely heated debate.
Someone shouted, "In my opinion, Master Li's painting is still the best. It perfectly captures the heroic spirit and immense power of the human race defeating the demons and unifying the continent. It makes one's blood boil!"
However, before he could finish his words, another person eagerly retorted, "No, no, I think Master Su's paintings are truly exquisite! Look at the details in the painting, and the vivid depiction of the monsters disappearing after the human race's victory. It's simply a stroke of genius!"
In this way, both sides insisted on their own opinions and refused to give in to each other. As they went back and forth, the atmosphere on the scene became increasingly tense and heated.
Everyone present also expressed their own views and opinions, but everyone firmly believed that they were the right one, and no one could successfully persuade others to change their position.
For a moment, the entire scene descended into chaos, with a cacophony of noise and bickering that made one's head feel like it was about to explode. Worse still, some hot-tempered individuals, due to disagreements, actually started glaring at each other.
They glared at each other with wide eyes, as if trying to scare each other away with their gazes. However, despite their anger, fighting was still out of the question, unless they wanted to be expelled from the Shushan Holy Land.
"Quiet! Quiet! Everyone, please be patient! Since everyone has so many different opinions on this matter and it's difficult to reach a conclusion, why don't we ask the gentleman who set the question? After all, he was the one who came up with it, so it's natural for him to judge and decide which painting best fits the theme. What do you think?"