Chapter 100: The Bird's Nest
It doesn't matter if the comers are not good, or if all the comers are good, Xiao Yong grinned, Lin Mo smiled faintly, and waited for them to come down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Han Qing personally experienced the brave combat power last night, and the people who came, except for one Hou Pingyan, were not bad, and the others were all freshmen whose cultivation was not even as good as her.
"Looking for a dead guy!" Han Qing chuckled to himself, a pair of beautiful eyes turned to Lin Mo again, looking at him with a faint smile, he felt more and more mysterious about him.
"Could it be...... But if it is like like gathering, Lin Mo is also a proud figure like a brave person, but Lin Mo is a person, why have I never heard of it?"
Han Qing couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter if she couldn't figure it out, as long as Lin Mo really cut off the high branch, so that she wouldn't have to compete with Luo Qiying for this high branch.
"What is needed now is to determine whether this Lin Mo is a tall branch or not," Han Qing looked forward to Lin Mo'......s possible performance in the future.
Luo Qiying knew Hou Pingyan, because last time when the deputy hall master of the Yuyi Hall personally came to recruit her to the Yuyi Hall, Hou Pingyan followed.
Luo Qiying couldn't sense the killing intent, but she could understand the words "the one who came is not good", and hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Xiao, they are here to persuade Ying'er to go to the Yuyi Hall." ”
Persuade people, unless it is forcible persuasion, there should be no killing intent, and seeing them all put on a modest appearance, they don't want to persuade Luo Qiying, so what is this killing intent right......
Xiao Yong raised his eyebrows, and he saw the schadenfreude hidden in the eyes of Huang Weichu and Ling Ju and the two of them looking at him. Hey||Words ||Grid can be viewed free of charge
"Are you coming to me?"
In the depths of Xiao Yong's eyes, the coldness gradually rose.
The righteous enemy is not terrible, what is terrible is the kind of yin person who secretly moves the knife, such as He Fengmian and Yan Yingzi, who were framed last night, if it weren't for the courage to break a rib and borrow a punch and two knives to delay time, he has been searched by Wei Ke for his soul, and ended up with either death or injury.
Huang Weichu and Ling Ju are similar people to them, they have already used Chen Zhu and others to intercept and ambush them last time, and this time they don't know why these fellow disciples of the Imperial Yitang in front of him have killed him, so if they don't teach them a profound lesson, they will inevitably cause trouble for him in the future.
And what is the most profound lesson? Xiao Yong didn't bother to think about it, he only knew that the best way to solve the trouble was to get rid of it.
Xiao Yong is going to kill people, kill Huang Weichu and Ling Jue!
read the words, but instead of speaking bravely, it was Hou Pingyan who spoke.
"Senior Sister Luo, Senior Brother is on the orders of the Hall Master, and once again sincerely invites you to join our Imperial Hall. Hou Pingyan's expression was gentle, and his tone was envious: "Senior Sister Luo, the hall master said that as long as you join the Yuyi Hall, the cultivation resources you enjoy every month should be the same as those of the inner disciples who worship the branch, that is, thirty medium-grade spirit stones and ten four-pattern spirit pills." ”
A medium-grade spirit stone can be worth 100 lower-grade spirit stones, and a four-grain spirit pill can be better than ten three-grain spirit pills.
Such conditions are too good for a disciple who has been starting for nearly a month, and it also has a strong attraction to Luo Qiying.
But...... No matter how good they are, they will still be able to get something in the future, on the other hand, if they leave him again, she Luo Qiying will not want to get close to him in the future.
Luo Qiying had already made a mistake last night, and she didn't want to make a mistake again, so she refused resolutely: "I also ask Senior Brother Hou to tell the hall master that when the junior sister worshiped the sect, she was the ink hall of the Ink Appreciation Hall, and since she was born as a person and died as her soul in the past two years, she hopes that the hall master will not force such a betrayal." ”
Betrayal of the teacher and sect is an unforgivable sin no matter where and where, Luo Qiying defined the matter of transferring to a school as equivalent to it, so that Hou Pingyan's follow-up words did not know how to come out.
Fortunately, the follow-up can't be said, and persuasion can still be said.
"Senior Sister Luo, the eighteen halls of the six schools of the Zhihua Sect are already one, and they rise and go back and forth with each other, at most they can be regarded as internal coordination, which is far from the meaning of rebellion. ”
Hou Pingyan persuaded and gave evidence.
"For example, this time, it's not that anyone forced you to transfer, but that this transfer is the most beneficial to the sect, after all, Senior Sister Luo is extremely talented, and with the meager resources of the Ink Hall, she can't keep up with your speed of improvement at all. ”
If the resources can't keep up, the talent will be wasted, which is a big loss to the sect, and correspondingly, the person who causes such a loss is the sinner of the sect.
"Senior Sister Luo, do you know how many people will be sad if you become such a sinner?" Hou Pingyan pointed to his heart and said sadly: "Don't say anything else, Senior Brother, I will definitely die and come back to life." ”
The words were sincere and touching, and with such speaking skills, it was no wonder that the master of the Imperial Hall sent him over to do this thing.
Pity...... Luo Qiying bowed and said, "Senior Brother Hou, Senior Sister has made up her mind, please don't say more." ”
Hou Pingyan felt very hurt, and said so much, his feelings were in vain.
Hou Pingyan was also very annoyed, annoyed that Luo Qiying didn't know what to do, but he definitely didn't dare to say such thoughts, patted his forehead slightly, and said: "Senior Sister Luo, look at the memory of the senior brother, there is something, the senior brother almost said, it was the hall master who said, if you go to the Yuyi Hall, he and the deputy hall master will personally pass on your painting to you, and at the same time, they will also invite the elders of the four branches to pass on you." ”
In fact, as long as the painting of the Tao goes up, it will naturally follow.
Even if you can't, the spirit stone and the pill will still rise when you use it.
Luo Qiying's cultivation has ten layers of Qi refining, and the difference is to draw the Dao, so she made the move of enduring the screams of the Dream Cave and going in to ask for the opportunity of the Dream Soul Card.
Therefore, the condition that Hou Pingyan added directly hit her needs and made her feel a little shaken.
This matter is related to her future, Xiao Yong doesn't know much, so it's hard to interject.
Lin Mo snorted lightly, shook his head and said: "Superficial! Painting is a personal way, it can be taught but not taught, if Miss Luo follows and learns, if there is no other opportunity in this life, cultivating to rhyme is the end, and if you want to go up, it is impossible!"
The painting taught by others, the number of ways has been determined, learn it and practice it, it will be bound by it, it is easy to simply borrow the collapse of the painting condensation, to add charm to it, there is a reference, it is difficult to be difficult, but the method is appropriate, it can also be achieved.
However, the subsequent meaning of returning to the object focuses on self-realization, and it is absolutely impossible to rely on borrowing alone, so it is thousands of times more difficult to achieve than a monk who has entered the Tao of painting!
When Hou Pingyan heard this, he smiled and said, "This junior brother, if you have the opportunity to cultivate into the realm of rhyme, this is not enough?"
Lin Mo despised it: "There is also a return to the rhyme, and after the return is the object, and the front of the object is the god, and the god is more gathered, and then the ...... Painting the Tao is the ultimate painting of the world! Even although the painting of the world is the ultimate of the painting of the Tao, it is not the ultimate of the monk!
Hou Pingyan asked rhetorically: "Isn't it enough? You must know that most of the ancestors in the sect have also entered the realm of rhyme, and that kind of cultivation is enough for us to look up to!"
Lin Mo replied with disdain, then reached out and patted Xiao Yong on the shoulder, and asked, "Xiao Yong, do you think it is enough?"
Wei Kefu is in the realm of rhyme, isn't he slapped in the face and slashed his neck? Xiao Yong suddenly felt a little proud, and replied: "The realm of rhyme is just like that, I feel that it is far from enough." ”
Hou Pingyan didn't know the ambition of Honghu, and asked with a smile: "Then how do you think it is enough?"
Xiao Yong thought about it seriously and said: "For a practice, I have to draw the places that my father and mother like and perform, so painting the world is my temporary goal." ”
"Don't be ashamed!"
"Daydreaming!"
"Wishful thinking!"
Hou Pingyan looked Xiao Yong up and down, and sneered: "Look at what you sometimes don't have when you cultivate, you are either injured or injured, and you still draw heaven and earth, and you still have a temporary goal?
There are spiritual power crystals in Xiao Yong's body, and the spiritual power they emit fluctuates and flicker, like a supreme cultivation that sometimes does not exist.
Xiao Yong didn't care about it, let alone Hou Pingyan, he looked at Luo Qiying and said, "Miss Ying'er, Brother Lin's words are very reasonable, you should think about it." ”
There is no need to think about it, what Luo Qiying wants is that no one dares to look at her with white eyes, and now it seems that it is not something that can be done by cultivating in the realm of rhyme.
At this time, Luo Qiying's face was slightly red, and she writhed timidly: "Senior Brother Xiao, Ying'er wants to play the world with you as an uncle and aunt, I don't know if I can ...... it."
"I think so!"
"Absolutely not!"
The former sentence is from Lin Mo, and the latter sentence is from Hou Pingyan.
Luo Qiying didn't look at them, she looked at the brave, stupid, stunned, apprehensive, and timid......
Xiao Yong looked back at her eyes, said calmly, and calmly: "If my back can be delivered to you, this matter is just a trivial matter." ”
Being able to deliver the back means absolute trust and no betrayal, and such a sentence also means that Xiaoyong gives her a chance.
Luo Qiying understood, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Xiao, Ying'er will work hard for it!"
Such a sentence caused several people to break their hearts.
Hou Pingyan's heart was not broken, he was jealous and angry.
"A waste of the ink hall also wants to get Senior Sister Luo? Hmph! See that I don't beat you half to death, so that you can see the reality clearly!"
Hou Pingyan raised his hand and turned into a palm, the palm surface was a virtual painting, like a painting arc, like a painting circle, his palm had spiritual power gushing out, integrated into the painting, and then gathered the power of heaven and earth, condensed into a slightly misty liquid flower.
This flower has petals and no stamens, or in other words, the center of the flower is the mouth, and the stamens are the teeth.
Hou Pingyan condensed such a flower, pressed it with his backhand, and pressed it to the ground in the air.
The flowers disappear as soon as they touch the ground, as if they melt into the soil.
Of course, Xiao Yong didn't think that the integration was over, he suddenly felt it, his feet moved, and almost the next moment, the ground where he was just now suddenly opened, and he bit it suddenly, and it was the soil that condensed into a flower!
Seeing this scene, Han Qing hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Xiao be careful! This is a 'slow flower'! Good at lurking on the ground, good at biting feet and breaking feet!"
If the foot is broken, the foot will be broken, and the slow flower should be named for this, and its speed is very fast.