Murong Xianxian has been painting for the past year, and sleepy eyes are also a dispensable thing for her, although in order to experience the life of ordinary people, her lifestyle is as consistent as possible with mortals, but sleep is ...... It really doesn't mean much, so in more than a year, the accumulated paintings are quite considerable.

"Former ...... Seniors, we don't have that much money. ”

The senior brother swallowed with difficulty, "I don't know how to use spirit stones......"

"What do I want spirit stones for?"

Murong Xianxian interrupted them: "How much money do you have?"

"This ......"

The senior brother stretched the sleeves of the junior brother, and the two of them each took out a card, and then carefully handed it to Murong Xianxian: "We don't have any cash on us, only a bank card, about 100,000 (130,000). ”

"What's the password?" Murong Xianxian unceremoniously took the bank card.

After the two Taoists told the password, Murong Xianxian accepted the bank card, pointed out twenty-three paintings and handed them to the two Taoist priests.

"Welcome next time, but be sure to bring cash. Murong Xianxian waved her hand and returned to the back room to catch up on sleep.

"Don't forget to close the doors and windows. ”

Just as the two Taoist priests were hanging the other portraits back on the wall, Murong Xianxian's voice came again, and the two of them hurriedly responded, and then they withdrew from the gallery and closed the door of the gallery casually.

The next morning, the gallery was still open on time. Murong Xian Xian, as usual, in addition to painting, silently observed the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the mortals around him, and then slowly recalled and tasted them...... She even went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, bargained with the vegetable vendors, and relived her old life while honing herself.

The life of a secular person is indeed very different from that of a cultivator, and in just a few decades, it has been full of joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death. Murong Xianxian had the experience of being a mortal, but when she observed from the side as a cultivator, she had a different feeling.

In just one year of observation, Murong Xianxian felt a lot of long-forgotten feelings, both positive emotions and negative feelings. But either way, it will have a certain touch on her state of mind, allowing her to experience it again and then comprehend and introspect from the perspective of a practitioner.

The painting painted by Murong Xianxian is actually more like a talisman...... In fact, this is also a kind of ...... of the Celestial Rune Inheritance Use talismans to draw creatures and give them a certain amount of power. This usually requires the master's own attainments on the one hand, and his knowledge of the creatures he draws on the other.

The materials used by Murong Xianxian in painting are all normal painting materials, so although those portraits have the initial form of the magic weapon, they are actually far from what she expected...... Rao is like this, and it is enough to make the pair of senior brothers crazy.

Every day is a repetition of the previous day's life, but Murong Xianxian is now happy to do it.

The pair of brothers came again the year after leaving...... This time, they brought a large amount of cash and respectfully bought three portraits, one of which was a portrait that Murong Xianxian had thrown in a wooden box and had never been framed.

In the past two years, Murong Xianxian's gallery has gradually gained fame throughout Wangfujing, and although there are not many customers, it is much better than not opening for a year. Moreover, in Murong Xianxian's gallery, the most people who came were not ordinary people, but cultivators, but when these people came to the gallery, they would not reveal their identities, and Murong Xianxian naturally didn't bother to care. Every time these people come over, they buy Murong Xianxian's paintings with cash, and in the past two years, a lot of paintings in the gallery have been sold, and Murong Xianxian has saved tens of millions of cash.

The news that there was a strange person hidden in Wangfujing in Beijing City spread quickly, but this did not affect Murong Xianxian's normal life. She has always been peaceful, there is no change, what she seeks is a mortal mentality, to understand the life of a mortal, and to feel the reincarnation of heaven...... The gallery is just a tool for her to perceive the way of heaven, and the same is true for painting.

Unconsciously, the New Year is approaching, and the whole city of Beijing is full of joy. Murong Xianxian walked out of the gallery and stood at the door of the gallery, looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside, revealing deep memories in her eyes.

This is the third year she has spent in Beijing, and every time she feels different, but there is one thing that is unique, that is, her feelings for mortal life.

In the breakfast shop in the distance, Lan Yue ran out quickly, still holding some fireworks in her hands, playing excitedly, seeing Lan Yue, Murong Xian's eyes showed a hint of joy, this child, in the past three years, she has almost watched grow up, from a ten-year-old child, to a thirteen-year-old girl.

Last year, Lan Yue couldn't stand her father's chatter and began to learn to go to the wing, but once she had her spare time, she would still go to Murong Xianxian to watch her draw.

Although Lan Yue doesn't come often, the pot of rice wine every day has never been broken.

After the fireworks, Lan Yue smiled and sat on a wooden bench next to Murong Xianxian, and then asked with a wink: "Aunt Murong, I heard from my grandmother two days ago that she originally wanted to introduce you to a boyfriend, why don't you agree, I have secretly seen that man, and he looks good." ”

Murong Xian smiled slightly, touched Lan Yue's head, and said, "Auntie still has a lot of things to do, so I don't want to get married." ”

Lan Yue was about to speak, but at this time, there was a shout from Murong Xianxian not far away, Lan Yue hurriedly responded, and said to Murong Xianxian with a bitter face: "Alas! ”

As she spoke, she reluctantly walked over to her father.

From the inside of Fuzi, there were a few words of father's reprimand, Murong Xianxian took a sip of wine, and sat quietly at the door, at this time, the sky gradually drifted a little snowflake, slowly, the snowflakes got bigger and bigger, and the first snow of the year, silently, fell from the sky.

The temperature cooled down all of a sudden. Murong Xianxian looked up at the dim sky, and after a long time, she stretched out her right hand, shook it casually, and it suddenly turned into a snowball.

Murong Xianxian was silent, and suddenly he was a little excited and threw away the snowball. She stood up, and her whole person seemed to be a little old at this moment. She slowly cleared the chair in the doorway and returned to the gallery, closing the door gently.

After a long time, a cloud of lights came on in the gallery. Although it looks like the other shops around, in fact, this fire is just a façade...... Hidden within, a deep loneliness.

Murong Xianxian sat by the fire, the shop was very warm, but his heart was getting colder and colder, and after being silent for a long time, Murong Xianxian took out a painting from the storage bracelet and unfolded it in front of him.

This...... It's her mother.

Looking at the portrait, the coldness in Murong Xianxian's heart gradually decreased, and she took out the portrait of her grandmother again...... Then, one by one, she took out the bracelet from the storage bracelet and placed it on the case and on the floor.

Among these portraits, there are men and women, old and young, all of whom are neighbors before moving into Yunlong Villa.

Looking at these portraits, Murong Xianxian smiled. Although this smile is full of a hint of satisfaction, if anyone sees this smile at this time, they will feel that where this laughter is, it is clearly a silent cry.

The light, reflected on those portraits, is even more bizarre.

Gently unfolding a portrait, the coldness in Murong Xian's heart gradually decreased, but although there was little loneliness, the sadness was heavy.

"I still can't let go of it,......" Murong Xianxian muttered to herself, when she practiced in her early years, it was to save her relatives, but now...... She really can't let go of her relatives.

Perhaps because of this obsession, Murong Xianxian did not encounter too many setbacks this time, but gradually felt the feeling of an ordinary person.

At this moment, Murong Xianxian was immersed in the longing for her mother, quietly feeling this feeling, the true yuan in her body was once again running wildly, this kind of operation, gradually revealing out of the body, on top of all the portraits in this gallery, a trace of aura suddenly rose, and the spiritual power in Murong Xianxian's body fluctuated in the same way, rapidly rotating.

Gradually, this aura rotated faster and faster, revealing out of the gallery, like a whirlwind, forming a swirling snowflake mass that slid quickly in all directions.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and after a long time, Murong Xianxian gradually sobered up, and at the moment when she was sober, the portraits on the shelves around her had a small 'snap' sound, and they shattered.

Although these paintings have been shattered, the aura that permeates them is more important than before, and even the quality has improved.

The snowflakes falling from the sky were bigger, and there was a thick layer on the ground, at this time, the door of the shop suddenly opened, Lan Yue and his father, when they were about to go out, saw Murong Xianxian standing there, and couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then Lan Yue ran a few steps, stepped on the snow, made a creaking sound, came to Murong Xianxian's side, and shouted: "Aunt Murong Xian, do you know that we are coming." With that, she entered the gallery and sat down beside Murong Xianxian.

Lan Yue's father smiled and held a wooden basket and said to Murong Xianxian: "Miss Murong, rest for a while, I have some snacks here, let's have a drink." ”

I am confident that I will *********** hit the water for 3,000 miles in 200 years***********

Introduction to "New Yipin Xiuzhen" (end):

Either don't wear it!

A work mistake by the four gods of Fengyun, thunder and lightning, the body of Shen Yueying, a fourteen-year-old girl, was destroyed, and what is even more excessive is that in order to prevent the king of Hades from discovering their work mistakes, these four irresponsible guys actually tricked Yueying into a place called the Amadeus continent to be reborn.

The magic weapon is a catty, the flying sword is in a box, as long as you have money, the elixir can also be wholesaled, Yamadeus - just the first stop of the crossing!

This time, it can be regarded as finding the murderer who crossed over, and it can be regarded as a wronged person and a debtor. However, it seems that most of the compensation of the Four Heavenly Monarchs cannot be paid immediately, and I don't know when it will be fully cashed out? Thinking about it, the heroine is really hard, first struck by lightning, and then fell into the sea, it can be described as a twist and turn, after experiencing so many things, should it be time for Jitai to come?R1152