In Lao Ma's heart, this tavern was obviously more important than a bowl of noodles, so when Lu Chen opened the tavern door again and left, he was already touching his belly and burping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the day, Qingshuitang Village is much more lively than usual, because everyone is getting busy as the harvest day approaches. Speaking of which, although the Lingcha Linggu, a specialty in this village, carries the word "spirit", it is actually not a heaven and earth spiritual material that is of great help to monks in cultivating the immortal path.

The real heavenly and earthly treasures, which are worthy of the spiritual material grade of the immortal treasures, will have special and complete spiritual patterns on them, which is the root of the spiritual power of the five elements of heaven and earth gathering in it and making it have all kinds of strange and incredible magical functions.

On a piece of spiritual material, whether it is a spiritual grass, a spiritual mine, a spiritual animal, or a spiritual elixir, the more spiritual patterns, the higher the grade of the spiritual material, that is, the first spiritual material, the second spiritual material, etc., which are commonly known in the cultivation world.

Generally speaking, even if it is only the most ordinary spiritual material, it has a very strong effect and is extremely valuable, and the more spiritual materials go up, the more spiritual materials there are, not to mention extremely rare, the value is even more immeasurable, and it has always been longed for and fought for by monks all over the world.

As for the Lingcha Linggu produced in Qingshuitang Village now, the reason why it can be purchased by a Xiuzhen sect like Qianqiumen is because these things do indeed have spiritual patterns on them, but the spiritual patterns here are incomplete and incomplete, which contain spiritual power but the function is only average. This kind of thing is actually a lot of things in heaven and earth on top of ordinary items and under formal spirit pattern spiritual materials, some of which are useless, and the other part can be slightly beneficial to monks, so they are also favored by some cultivation sects and will send people to buy them back.

Lu Chen has lived in Qingshuitang Village for many years, and he has always said that he sells spiritual tea, in fact, he really has two acres of tea fields on the tea mountain behind the village, which he bought when he first came here.

Of course, Lu Chen didn't know how to plant spirit tea trees at all, and the harvest overgrown with weeds in a field was just like that, but it was just a cover for him to take spirit stones from Lao Ma every month and eat them for nothing and wait for death.

Therefore, when Lu Chen saw those people who were busy in the village and were happy and hopeful, he felt a little emotional, and after thinking about it, compared to these people, it didn't seem to be too sad that he was deducted a little spirit stone.

Regardless of whether this was an excuse to deceive himself or deliberately make himself happy, Lu Chen was still in a better mood, so he walked away, and unconsciously approached the village again.

When he came to his senses, he had already seen the road outside the village, but found that the body of yesterday was gone, leaving only a dark brown dry blood stain on the road, and after a few days of people trampling on it, perhaps even this blood stain would not be visible.

Lu Chen stared at the bloodstain for a moment, then turned around and walked back to the village with an expressionless face, walking along the bluestone road, and when he was still more than ten zhang away from the big locust tree, he saw the old fisherman sitting under the tree fishing. He laughed, and thought about going over to take another look, when suddenly he heard a commotion on the other side of the stream.

Lu Chen was a little surprised, turned around and looked at the other side of Qingshui Creek.

Qingshui Creek flows through Qingshuitang Village, there are people on both sides of the stream, but the east bank on the side where Lu Chen is located is more popular, about seventy percent of the people in the village and many taverns, inns, and grocery stores are opened here, and there are probably only some inconspicuous houses on the west bank opposite, and there is no sound on weekdays.

It was a strange day, and there was some bustle on the other side. Lu Chen glanced over there, and found that under a clump of green bamboos on the west bank, there was a group of people around, both men and women, but there were actually a lot of women, and some of the women he had seen in the village seemed to have run there.

"Huh?" Lu Chen was a little curious at this time, so he walked over to a stone bridge not far in front of him, intending to take a look.

After getting off the stone bridge, a short distance away was the crowd, and before he got closer, Lu Chen heard the voices of admiration from the crowd from time to time, especially the exclamations of women, as if he had seen something terrible.

Lu Chen became more and more curious, hurriedly walked a few steps, walked to the side of the crowd and found a corner with few people to look inside, and was stunned, only to see that the crowd was surrounded by a semicircle, and under a cluster of green bamboos, a young man who looked like a scholar stood with a smile, but there was a wooden board in front of him, on which a piece of white paper was pasted, and then a pen in his hand was painting.

The scholar looked very handsome, and he didn't look big, not even twenty, looking at him holding an ink pen like a crown of jade, it was really beautiful, Lu Chen could even feel that there was that strange love in the eyes of some aunts around him.

But of course, it was not only the person's appearance that made the crowd exclaim, but what this young man was drawing on the paper at the moment was a woman!

Look at his pen strokes lightly, the shade is free, although it is only black and white ink, a circle down is actually painted vividly, the woman in the painting is pretty under the flowers, staring at each other, the eyes are full of affection, although a sentiment is not spoken but leaps on the paper, this painting is excellent.

Although Lu Chen didn't know how to paint, he felt amazing when he looked at it this time, and he was amazed in his heart, but he was suddenly stunned, but he found that the woman in the painting was actually a little familiar. If you look closely, it's clear that it's a jingle bell.

His heart moved, and he immediately turned his head to look around, and sure enough, in a moment, he was in the crowd, facing the young man's drawing board, and saw Ding Dong standing there with a strange face, his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was a little annoyed but also a little uncontrollable joy.

Several women around looked sideways at Ding Dong, and the jealousy in their eyes really couldn't be hidden.

Before long, the young man had already drawn the painting with his hands and feet, and then smiled slightly, took it down, and showed it to everyone with a smile, which immediately attracted a round of applause from everyone.

Although this painting is not a big deal, everyone can see the quality of this painting, and this young man is gentle and polite, so he naturally likes it.

In the crowd, Ding Dong snorted and said, "The painting is not bad, but you are not honest, why do you paint me?"

The young man smiled and said, "This sister is serious, Xiao Sheng is just painting at will, and he painted it when he saw his sister's beauty." If my sister doesn't like it, take it away and tear it up, in fact, the world's landscape characters, all of them can be painted, if you are interested, when you look back and have leisure, you can also paint a picture for everyone. ”