According to the old beggar, if you want to truly appreciate the essence of the sophistication formation, you must master a skill.

This skill is drawing.

Thinking that the old beggar had repeatedly mentioned the matter of "painting" in front of him before, and from time to time bragged about how superb his painting skills were, Xiao Yu suddenly realized.

It turned out that for a soterous array mage, the skill of drawing was a basic skill.

"If you don't learn how to draw, you can't depict and build a perfect formation. The old beggar explained, "There are many things that are common to each other, and if you want to learn tricks, you must first learn to draw." ”

Xiao Yu thought of the complicated lines on the palm of the old beggar's hand and the back of his heart: "Is it in the form of painting to seal the formation on the human body?"

To his question, the old beggar grinned at the corner of his mouth: "You'll know later, now go find a pen and paper first, I want to see how talented you are in painting." ”

Xiao Yu didn't say anything more and pushed the door out.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw several waiters in the corridor not far away, huddled together, whispering something.

Seeing Xiao Yu come out, a frightened look suddenly appeared on their faces, and they all bowed to Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Gongzi is good!"

"Get some pen and paper. Xiao Yu commanded, and asked casually, "Have you seen my spirit pet and that friend?"

"Back to Young Master Xiao, that Gongzi and your spiritual pet were invited by Lin Huakui. A waiter replied respectfully.

Was invited by Lin Xianruo?

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, and after a little thought, he didn't take it to heart.

Lin Xianruo, who came from the Drunken Immortal Residence, was Zhao Shushi's person, and Zhao Shushi was loyal to Zhao Qingmei, and he was now staying in Xiao Yu's Bird Saint Mahjong Hall.

Thinking of Mo Ling's infatuation with Lin Xianruo, because one of her paintings did not hesitate to quarrel with the rich and noble brothers in the whole intoxicating house, she looked like she was not afraid of other people's rich and noble brothers.

Presumably, Lin Huaying saw Mo Ling's performance just now, and he had a little good feeling in his heart.

In the Fengyue place, Oiran Lin Xianruo was used to seeing too many men with false intentions, but it was the real ink girl, which made her feel bright.

"Go and bring a message to your Lin Oiran so that she can receive that friend of mine. Xiao Yu commanded at a waiter.

The waiter bowed and walked away.

Lin Xianruo shouldn't do anything to Mo Ling, but Xiao Yu was afraid that when Mo Ling saw Lian Lin Xianruo, the dog in his heart would be exposed, which would make the woman unhappy.

She didn't care if she would be unhappy Xiao Yu didn't care, she was afraid that this top Oiran would have a temper and make trouble, and she would embarrass Mo Ling.

The waiter who went to deliver the message kept muttering in his heart, guessing what kind of part Xiao Yu had, and how dare he give an order to that Lin Huakui like this?

Lin Huakui, who is from the drunken residence in Nancheng, is the one who welcomes them with a smile on their faces!

Without saying anything else, let's just say that the Drunken Immortal Residence is an industry belonging to the Zhao family, and the boss Zhao Shushi is a celebrity next to the little witch in the imperial capital.

"This Xiao Gongzi is really terrible, he offended so many rich sons without scruples when he was in the hall, and he also showed such terrifying strength, and he also has an extraordinary relationship with the Zhao family's son-in-law, we are drunk to welcome such a guest, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

The waiter only dared to think silently in his heart, and he didn't dare to say anything at all.

Otherwise, what greeted him would definitely be a painful meal!

"Young Master Xiao, the pen and paper you asked for are here!" The waiter who had gone to get the pen and paper before hurriedly ran over and smiled flatteringly at Xiao Yu.

"Put it in. Xiao Yu nodded his chin and motioned for the waiter to bring it into the house.

"Huh? you let the little one ...... Do you want to go in?" the waiter's face suddenly appeared with horror, and he did not move at all.

"Is there any problem?" Xiao Yu looked at him suspiciously, "Aren't you a waiter, isn't it your business?"

The waiter swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, Xiao Gongzi forgives his sins, that's not what the little one meant! It's just ...... Just ......"

He only came out for a long time, and he didn't just come out for a reason, and he didn't straighten up when he bent down.

Xiao Yu saw that his eyes were full of horror when he looked at the room, as if there was a man-eating monster in there!

The waiters next to him also had a look of horror on their faces.

Xiao Yu thought about it for a while, and then he already understood.

It must have been the old beggar's strong healing ability that scared them.

It is impossible for a normal human being to have such a terrifying recovery ability!

Even if a martial cultivator wants to have such terrifying recovery power, his cultivation must at least reach the martial spirit level.

For these waiters, where do they know the difference between martial arts and martial spirits, in their opinion, it is impossible for the strong man called Flying Eagle under the boss to have such terrifying strength!

"Alright, give it to me. ”

Xiao Yu took the pen and paper from the waiter's hand and walked towards the house.

"Thank you! Thank you Xiao Gongzi! Thank you Xiao Gongzi for your kindness!" The waiters bowed to Xiao Yu, as if they had been pardoned, and they were grateful.

Listening to the ghost crying wolf, Xiao Yu shook his head helplessly.

These people, I'm afraid, think the old beggar is a humanoid monster.

Closing the door, he piled the pen and paper on the table and sat down.

"Do you hear the movement outside? Now you are in this drunken house, but you are a man of the hour. ”

The old beggar pursed the corners of his lips and snorted disdainfully: "Those ordinary people, any middle-level martial artist, are already peerless powerhouses to them, where will they understand the mysteries of the sophistication formation?"

Xiao Yu was noncommittal, in fact, for those ordinary ordinary people, there were too many unbelievable things.

To put it mildly, where will the ants on the ground understand the world of the eagle above the sky?

"Here comes the pen and paper, here you go. Xiao Yu pulled his thoughts back and said to the old beggar, "What do you want to paint?"

The old beggar glared at him, and pushed the pen and paper on the table towards Xiao Yu: "Draw! Where is my drawing?"

"I'm going to paint?" Xiao Yu was stunned, "What am I drawing?"

Xiao Yu had no interest in painting in the past, and he would not have any interest in the future.

But in order to learn the formation tricks, he had to become a monk halfway and start his journey of learning painting.

"Whatever you draw, let the old man see how talented you are?"

The old beggar leaned back, leaned back comfortably, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He watched Xiao Yu grab the pen and paper, and stopped in front of the table in a daze.

"What's wrong?" he wondered, "Can't you draw?"

Xiao Yu suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

His hand holding the pen slammed into the same place, and he had already left the first stroke on the rice paper!

The old beggar nodded, looking at Xiao Yu's momentum and the resolute expression on his face, and felt a little relieved.

"The momentum is good, learn the formation tricks, that's what you want! You draw first, and let the old man rest for a while. ”

The corners of the old beggar's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't care what Xiao Yu was painting, slowly closed his eyes, closed his eyes and rested.

Xiao Yu in front of the table was as pale as water, his god was very calm and indifferent, his eyes were firmly fixed on the rice paper on the table, and his eyes seemed to be like a great enemy!

He stopped in front of the table, his feet as steady as a rock, his muscles tensed, and his right hand holding the pen made a series of tracks.

The pen on the rice paper has left several ink shadows.

The airflow in the room also seemed to be driven by Xiao Yu's posture, and as his right hand continued to wave, an invisible storm began to faintly generate, rotating around Xiao Yu.

The old beggar quietly opened his eyes, observing Xiao Yu's posture and the vision in the room, and secretly praised it in his heart.

"This kid is really extraordinary, just a simple painting, he can even prompt such a vision, hehe, the old man can pick up the treasure this time!"

He thought so beautifully, stopped caring about Xiao Yu, and closed his eyes again.

After a while, with Xiao Yu's long sigh like a dragon's groan, he gently rested the pen on the table.

"It's done. He said aloud.

The old beggar opened his eyes, glanced at Xiao Yu, and asked casually, "What did you draw?"

Xiao Yu didn't look at the old beggar, his eyes kept staring at the rice paper on the table, and he was indifferent.

"Phoenix...... Upanishads. ”

The old beggar's eyes widened suddenly, and he was really startled by this domineering name in Xiao Yu's mouth.

Phoenix Upanishads?

This kid actually drew a phoenix on the spot?

Now he didn't pick up a treasure, but a treasure!

With a strong excitement in his heart, the old beggar suddenly laughed and praised Xiao Yu: "Good boy, I just wanted to simply see your painting skills, but I didn't expect you to have such profound attainments, not bad!"

Xiao Yu listened to the old beggar's approval, slowly raised his head, and glanced at the old beggar a little strangely.

"This ...... Why don't you take a look at it and then evaluate it?"

The old beggar looked at him like this, his face was slightly stunned, and he looked down at the rice paper on the table.

With just one glance, the watch on his face instantly froze.

"This ...... This ......"

He slowly raised a hand, pointed to Xiao Yu's paintings on the table, and said in a stammering tone, "This ...... What the hell is this?"

The old beggar shouted angrily, as if his eyes were about to erupt with anger!

Xiao Yu on the side smiled rarely, and said embarrassedly: "The painting is not quite similar, you will just take a look." ”

"Not quite like that?" the old beggar repeated Xiao Yu's words, looking at the paintings on the table, the corners of his eyes jumped wildly, "You just said...... What's the name of this painting?"

"Phoenix Aopanishads. Xiao Yu said.

"Is this the Phoenix Aoyitu?" the old beggar widened his eyes and rubbed his mouth vigorously, "Let you go! This is clearly a chicken eating Mitu!"

I saw that the drawing on the rice paper was clearly a chicken made of several simple circles!

"You don't think it's like it, do you?" Xiao Yu nodded, and picked up the pen from the table again, "I think so too, it's okay, let me add a few more strokes!"

As he embellished a few more strokes on the rice paper, the old beggar's eyes widened, and the green tendons on his forehead flared up!

"Hey, just add an aperture. Xiao Yu took a pen and drew a circle on the chicken's head, "It's done, Phoenix Aoyitu!"

"How?" he turned his head and looked at the old beggar with a look of hope.

The old beggar stared at the phoenix Upanishads on the table and didn't speak for a long time.

It was a long time before he slowly opened his mouth, looking serious and his voice low.

"Xiao Yu, I think it's better for you to learn the orthodox formation, this tricky formation...... I'm afraid it's not quite for you. ”