"Senior brother, what are you looking for me? ”

Su Jing put away his pen, and on the wide bamboo table in front of him was a picture of the "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that he had just completed.

The clouds cover the mist, the mountains are continuous, and the river meanders like a dragon, and the atmosphere is magnificent.

Senior sister Tang Lele, who had big eyes like black gems, stood in front of Su Jing, she was not as tall as a desk, and glanced at her feet, and the senior brother was really writing and painting as usual.

Su Jing put away the pen and inkstone, rolled up this picture, put it in the scroll box and carried it on his body.

"There is not much left of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in the door, and it is about to enter winter, I will go down the mountain to see if I can sell some calligraphy and paintings for some winter items, you stay in the door, don't run around." ”

Su Jing asked, and then went down the mountain with the scroll on his back.

Along the way, the mountain roads are rugged and overgrown with weeds.

Su Jing recalled in her mind the time when she had just traveled to the northern country.

I don't know if it's because he likes to delve into some Yaxing when he was in college.

After crossing into this world, although there is a system as always, this is an exclusive plug-in for the traverser.

But the system didn't bite him to give him a roaring divine power holy body, and then turned on the face slap mode.

On the contrary, let him calligraphy, painting, piano, chess, poetry, wine, flowers, tea, all of them have entered the peak.

If this had been placed in modern society, he would have been named a master long ago.

"It's a pity that this is a world where martial arts are respected, and everything is fought with swords and fists, not by swords, fists, and feet, rather than by stroking the qin and chanting poetry. The sword has no eyes, the calligraphy and painting are useless, and no matter how good the calligraphy and painting are, they can't stop the most garbage supernatural powers. ”

Su Jing sighed.

In just ten years, after the old master immortal passed away, he could only watch the decline of the huge sect of Tianmen, and the disciples in the door walked and ran, only the abandoned baby Lele who was picked up in the snow thirteen years ago was accompanied by him, a miscellaneous disciple.

Su Jing was naturally unwilling, and wanted to fly into the sky and the earth like her predecessors, move mountains and reclaim the sea, and recreate the glory of Tianmen.

However, his qualifications are mediocre, and he was only a miscellaneous disciple when he entered the Heavenly Gate, and he was destined to be just a salted fish.

At the age of twenty, he has already relieved himself, since he can't become a martial arts master, it is good to be a salted fish who relies on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to exchange firewood, rice, oil and salt, and maintain a living.

"Don't love the beauty of the world, go to the Tianshan Mountain alone and be proud!"

......

There is a lively town at the foot of Tianmen Mountain, which was unprecedentedly prosperous during the heyday of Tianmen.

Su Jing walked between the towns in white, all kinds of cries and cries were endless, and medicine merchants and hunters came and went.

Su Jing walked in a lively unfolding painting, and then closed his eyes and waited for the customer to come to the door, calligraphy and painting are not easy to sell, purely by luck, this process is less than three or four days, more than ten days and half a month, and even sometimes it is normal to return without success.

Among the crowds, there was a girl with a graceful body, colorful clothes, and skin like congealed fat, but her face was full of depression and depression.

The Xiao family is one of the strongest cultivation families within a radius of 100 miles, Xiao Mei'er was once the first person of the younger generation, everyone said that she has a promising future, the real pearl of the palm, only eleven years old has already entered the foundation building period of the ninth fold.

But at the age of thirteen, she cultivated instead of advancing but retreating, and those backward peers in the past were all latecomers, and she went from a genius to a waste that everyone is humiliated by now.

She walked like a walking corpse in the city, but the noise in her ears could not enter her heart.

What was once an invincible heart has long been dusted today, losing its light and direction.

Brush.

Suddenly, she stopped abruptly, her eyes drawn to a random portrait on the ground.

It was a simple, even shabby, stall, with a few painted banana leaves on the floor.

But the painting seemed to have a magical power that captivated her whole being.

It is like being placed in the clouds, overlooking the smoke and clouds, and the mountains are stacked.

"This is the Tien Shan. ”

She recognized at a glance this immortal mountain that had once been a master of the void.

However, the current Tianshan Mountains have long lost their light, from a fairy land in the eyes of the world to a barren mountain today.

How much like her life, with all its ups and downs.

Xiao Meier touched the scene and was sad.

But soon the scene in the painting changed again, a round of morning sun rose in the distance, and the golden light sprinkled the entire mountain range, showing a gorgeous atmosphere, and it swept away the depression in her heart, full of vigor.

The winding mountains are dormant like a dragon, with the sprinkling of golden energy, it actually gathers gas and turns into a dragon, a golden hundred-zhang dragon, soaring, traveling in the world, and a clear dragon roar sounded in her ears.

"How can a still painting have such a clear and realistic dragon groan?"

Xiao Mei'er's eyes widened, and her heart was shocked.

She suddenly had a sudden enlightenment of seeing the sky through the clouds and mist, and couldn't help but close her eyes and carefully experience the ups and downs in this painting.

Unconsciously, the invincible heart that had been sealed for many years once again faded away and shone brightly.

The true qi vortex in her body was even more frantically spinning, causing the true qi in her dantian to skyrocket directly.

Tsuki-tsuba!

Tsuki-kami fivefold!

...

Tsukiki Kufold!

Yudan is heavy!

Yudan double!

Xiao Mei'er opened her eyes with a brush, and her beautiful eyes were full of ecstasy.

It's unbelievable that her cultivation has actually broken through! And to the next level!

Thirteen-year-old Yudan!

Looking at the northern country, he is also a first-class genius!

Back then, her dazzling genius faded away, and the high-level officials of the Xiao family were even more anxious than her, and they spent countless means, but there was no way to find out the reason, and there was nothing to be done!

And now just because of seeing such a painting has made her climb to the top again!

All is back and better than before.

"This painting must be the work of a master!

She suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and looked at Su Jing, who closed her eyes and recuperated.

What a handsome young man, handsome and handsome, sitting cross-legged there as if he were a tall pine.

"It's actually just a foundation building period? It's not as good as my cultivation when I fell to the bottom before?"

Xiao Mei'er felt it carefully, and suddenly her willow eyebrows furrowed.

But soon she shook her head, thinking about something, this must be a master, this cultivation must be a pretense for the other party to blend in with the world, just to not attract attention.

"Former ...... Boss. ”

Xiao Mei'er whispered.

The senior who came to his lips turned into a boss.

Thinking of this, she is still a little proud, she is really smart, since the master wants to pretend to be a worldly person, then she should not find anything to cooperate with the other party's performance, so that she will not collide and anger the other party.

However, she admired in her heart, there was a treasure painting in it, and she couldn't wait to hold it in the palm of her hand for fear of being seen by others, and she knew the truth of Huaibi's guilt very well.

But look at this master closed his eyes and recuperate, the wind is light and light, this painting is like a cabbage spread on the ground, not afraid of being remembered at all, maybe this is called the art master bold.

Su Jing closed his eyes and recuperated halfway through and accidentally fell asleep, and when he heard someone calling him in a daze, he suddenly woke up, only to see a good-looking girl staring at him with beautiful eyes.