Poetry Yun: Yaoxian Shaozong walked Qihuang, Jiang's prodigal girl looked for a lover, and the chaotic little three fluttered sisters, and a cabbage met a coyote.

In space, a meteor fell into Xianwu, a long firework burned and dragged its tail, and disappeared into the atmosphere in an instant; on a meteorite in the moon and star ring half longitudinally, there was a year when a Qingdao person sat on a wooden chair, his expression was focused on holding a paintbrush, and he had an easel in front of him.

After decades of work, the house painting skills can be called a generation of masters, and no teacher has learned 3D painting skills, the work is very three-dimensional, Anzi was hit hard, and it is gratifying that this guy has not gotten the way, otherwise he must wipe his neck.

At seven or eight o'clock, a map of the Immortal Martial Meteor was completed, and he retracted his belongings and retracted to the wall of the room to be self-intoxicated, and the thief's eyes sometimes peeked at the black-faced people on the side, and he was secretly proud and contemptuous: "It's not easy to finally have a skill to press you." ”

"What's the fun? No matter how well you draw, there is still no artistic conception, a dead thing. Yasuko squirted.

"Hehe~~~ Don't hold on, just say if you admire, there are no outsiders here. ”

"Cut~~~ When you find Old Man Wen one day, you will know what a real palace-level work is. ”

"That's not right, maybe I'll be able to understand the Tao and have fun, and then someone won't cry. ”

"The hosts. The little winged cicada appeared and said, "What's the use of drawing this every day?"

"You have to ask him, your young master is only playing casually. ”

"It's useless, I have nothing to do, and when I figure out the artistic conception, my brother will write this Taoist scripture and throw Xianwu Xing, stirring up a bloody storm, let's watch a Xianxia blockbuster. ”

"You're really bad. ”

"It's boring!"

At this time, the holographic communication placed in the secret room suddenly lit up, and the phantom was in the secret room, and said: "Childe, I have found the predecessor of Wenzong, I have just come out of the customs and cultivated to the late stage of the earth immortal." ”

"The old man has got the way, right?" asked Anzi anxiously.

"Holy Venerable Daoist. Wenzong intervened, that old face seemed to be much younger, different from the Four Realms Dao, the red light was full of excitement, and said: "I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, don't come to harm?"

"I'm all mixed up with this, don't drag the text!"

"Hahaha~~~" Old Man Wen laughed loudly, put down his body and talked about friendship with his peers, and said: "Brother An, Wen Mou has just arrived in Xianwu for less than a hundred years, and suddenly half a step of enlightenment, so he has been in retreat for more than a thousand years and has been steadily cultivating. ”

"Smack~~" Anzi patted his thigh and said, "Great! Phantom, hurry up and let the old man come here with me, and ask for advice in person if there is something important." ”

Wen Mou did his best. ”

All special skills have a sense of meaning, wisdom and talent are indispensable, those with high talent will be fast for several years, and slow will be twenty or thirty years or more, it is obvious that Anzi has no talent in this area, and there is no house in nine out of ten.

As the saying goes, if there is a request and a person must give a heavy gift, the servants and two animals are busy to welcome the palace-level painting sect, the secret room is cleaned up, the best food is put on the house, and the house Sheng does not know where to get a few jars of million-year-old wine, and Anzi avoids it.

Two hours later, the phantom and Wenzong came to Yao Xian, and the old man reunited as a bear hugging one, feeling that time is too fast, the years have changed, ignoring the table full of delicacies, watching the starry sky map on the wall, and suddenly shocked the heavens, too special and realistic.

Wen Zong had never seen an oil painting, as if he had opened up a world, he stepped forward to take a closer look at it and shook his head, and said: "Although this painting is true, it is too rough and lacks artistic conception, and it is really a dead thing; After that, he conjured up a black jade brush between his hands, and clicked a few places at random, and the sky star gradually had a charm, and he felt that it would move.

"~ It's okay like this? old man cow wow!" the house opened his eyes.

"Hehe~~ It's just a small skill of carving insects. "The brush is gone, and Wen Zong is humble.

"Come on, come on, don't patronize the paintings, talk while eating......;

"Brother An. Wenzong interrupted: "I don't dare to be the word senior, in terms of strength, you are already above me, and the Four Realms Dao has the grace to heal and solve doubts, otherwise there is no Wenzong today, and we will talk about it as equals in the future." ”

"Hi~ I don't care, come and come, sit and sit. ”

The same as the skill of playing and cultivating immortals, it is the most taboo to make a car behind closed doors, only communication can go further, five people around a table, two eggs and A Cao separately, eating a lot of oil.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the three painters put chopsticks at the same time and listened to the teachings of literature and religion.

"If you want to comprehend the true meaning of painting, you need to have interest and talent and practice diligently, you must not be in a hurry, wait for the charm to be round, thousands of worlds are in the chest, natural waterways are formed, and it is logical, this is the right way; both of them are rare heavenly coquettish sons, and their cultivation is thousands of times stronger; if you talk about painting skills, Shu Wen is arrogant, as Brother An said, Chinese of the same level can definitely judge life and death. ”

"And then?" said House Sheng's eyes widened as he waited for the next step.

"The so-called artistic conception of painting is in the heart, in the hand, in the thinking and mind, but also in the unique technique, the mind is broad, the pen in the hand can move with the mood, and the void and thousands of worlds can be the work of the pen. ”

"Don't you use eyes?" asked Anzi.

"Hehe~~" Wen Zong chuckled, took a light peck from the cup and asked, "Can you be sure that what your eyes are looking at is true or false?"

"Makes sense. House Sheng nodded: "Big brother, can you demonstrate one?"

"......" everyone was stunned, and Tete was shameless.

"What Brother Zisheng said is very true, saying a thousand ways and ten thousand, it is better to have a vision. After that, he took the pen and got up and touched it around, found the object, and waved his sleeve, a piece of white paper appeared in the void, and he closed his eyes and drew a few strokes as he wanted.

Wen Zongshan is good at ink painting, the style is simple, bold and free, a moment of kung fu a sideways black donkey jumped on the paper, full of charm, living activities, especially that eye, looks more thief than the second egg in reality, even the donkey in question is attracted to watch, the house Sheng followed up to see stupid, his own painting compared to it is simply impossible to see.

"I'm copy~~ I really deserve to be a palace-level master......"

As soon as the words fell, a golden pillar of light suddenly appeared on the stupid and stunned house Sheng's body, and after rushing to the top, his eyes were surprised and tingled, and he waved his fist vigorously and danced excitedly: "Yes yes yes, yes, Lao Tzu has the Tao again!hahaha~~~"

"......" everyone was surprised, only to blame the guy for saying the word "again".

"Alas~~~ The descendants of the fairy world, it is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!" was like a blow to a hammer, Wenzong almost vomited blood, both relieved and helpless.

"Bang!" Anzi was so angry that he slammed his glass: "Damn! Don't let the living live!Is there anything special about playing like this?grass~"

Wenzong was quite resentful and depressed, and made up his mind that he would have no contact with these demons as much as possible in the future, especially the one surnamed Fang, who could get the Tao with a few shallow strokes, it was really perverted, God was too unfair to favor one over the other, where to reason?

Brother Di also complained about this, as evidenced by poems: the living beings in the pen are all strange, and Zisheng is the most perverted;

……

After the turmoil in the past ten months, the house is addicted to graffiti, and every day must be painted, the painting must be completed, and the success must be revealed.

The phantom looked funny, took Xiao Yi and quietly returned to Xianwu, looking for a sect to cultivate, and it was too wasteful to stay with the two masters.

Meeting with Wenzong to exchange academic questions, Anzi forgot to ask about the current situation of Zuo Tiancheng, and now that the old man is gone, he is not embarrassed to let the phantom look for him, but he is unhappy in the face of the house at all times, so he announced a retreat, saving himself from looking at the anger, and out of sight is quiet.

After three years, Qin Taicheng got the idea to get out of the customs, with a sneering smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, it must be a vicious plan, when he learned that there were only two people left in the Yao Xianque Divine Palace, he reacted quickly, and judged that the spar was exhausted, and he was thinking about if he inserted the evil script, the great elder Qin Boyang hurriedly entered the hall.

"Brother Taicheng, it's a big deal!"

"What's the alarm?"

"I just got the exact news, the immortal land of the Taizu of this sect, Qi Xuan Daojun, has been dug up. ”

"What!" Qin Taicheng was shocked.

Qixuan Daojun, surnamed Qin Mingzongbao, from Jiuyou, won the trust of the holy lord Qin Jun and was ordered to create Qixuanzong, is the first sect master, has a lifespan of more than 9 million years, said to sit in the initial level of the second god, in fact, there is another deep meaning, its location is secret, No one knows, millions of years have been peaceful, because Qin Zongbao has made great contributions to the cause of saint education, made indelible contributions, in order to show his merits, authorized the three treasures of Hongmeng to accompany the funeral, each piece is enough to turn over a star field, a load of unearthed and spread to the world, countless star field monsters are bound to swarm, then the flood will be chaotic, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Can you find clues, find out who did it?" Qin Taicheng asked with a calm face.

"No, there were seventeen corpses and two piles of bone dust left at the scene, all of which were damaged by the Immortal Killing Array, and it was impossible to tell what sect or sect was from the clothes. As he spoke, Qin Boyang handed over a prism: "This is the image taken at the scene." ”

The void video unfolded, the picture was a mess, the footprints in the place passed were scattered, and even the murals of the Changsheng Passage were also picked, and the big caves and small eyes along the way were very violent.

"Hmm! Stop!" Qin Taicheng's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly zoomed in on the freeze-frame image, and when he looked closer, he found the bird's paw prints, and was angry: "This is the claw marks of the Hongmeng Zhushen Sparrow, Yu Feng!"

Therefore, if you don't die, you won't die, and you teamed up with the Chilian clan to force Zhen Huanyu to death, and the Chilian robbery directly dug your ancestral grave in order to raise a huge amount of money, judging from the gains and losses, there is no winner on both sides.

"He, Brother Taicheng, Yu Feng is one of the best among the juniors, but he doesn't know the way of formation, how can he break the immortal killing formation?"

"Now is not the time to discuss breaking the formation, speed send people to all corners of the galaxy to find Yu Feng, and pay attention to the big city bazaar, and try to block the news as much as possible. ”

Qin Boyang nodded and floated away, and when the palace door was closed, the Taicheng Sect Master was furious: "Rabbit cub, you dare to join forces with Yu Feng to dig the ancestral grave of the Qixuan Sect, the prison envoy!"

"Sect Master. "There is a black-clothed Taoist in the void in the hall.

"This sect wants to see Xie Jin, and go to pick up someone quickly. ”

"Yes. ”

If the case is not solved quickly, Qin Taizong will once again face the danger of being dismissed, and the new hatred and old hatred will completely provoke the anger that has been suppressed in his chest for a long time; Yu Feng does not understand the formation, but An Botian, who is hiding and retreating, understands, and the two are old acquaintances, without his guidance, ten Yu Feng will not want to come out alive; the question is why Anzi did this? With the grandmaster-level ability, it is speculated that he should not lack spars, and the interrogation of Xie Jin is to find out the motive, and it is best to stand by to divide the two and break them one by one.

Qi Xuanzong went to the room with an open fire, Xianwu Xing's trade wind was very anxious, An Botian retreated and lay down his gun, and the red refining robbery ran to sell the stolen goods, and they were all busy and confused.

(End of chapter)