The three bright moons hung high in the sky, Su Qianyin shook her head again and walked out of the door of a shop, walking on the street where there were still many pedestrians and monks, and there were no more than any of them, she looked left and right, ready to walk to another shop not far away. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Just a few steps away, Su Qianyin's eyes inadvertently glanced at the side of the road, and couldn't help but let out a soft "huh" in surprise.

On the right corner of the street, there was a small stall that looked inconspicuous, and to her surprise, what was displayed on the stall was not the spirit runes and jade slips commonly used by immortal cultivators, but ordinary paintings.

Saying that these paintings are ordinary is because these paintings don't seem to have the slightest speciality, although at a glance they seem to be extremely high-quality, but she can be sure that there is no spiritual power on these paintings, and they are obviously just ordinary mortal things.

Su Qianyin stopped in front of this small stall selling paintings, and looked at these paintings with a little interest.

There are as many as eight or nine paintings on the stalls, and the paintings are also varied, one of which depicts some strange-looking rare birds and animals, some are pictures of people who look extremely elegant, and some are landscapes with blank ink paintings...... At first glance, it is quite elegant.

Su Qianyin's eyes swept lightly towards these paintings, and she was a little surprised in her heart, she didn't expect that in the Fang Market where immortal cultivators gathered, there would actually be people selling these things for the pleasure of Chinese people in the secular world.

Thinking like this, she naturally subconsciously looked at the stall owner sitting behind the stall, only to find that the owner of the painting stall who was sitting without saying a word opposite was actually a young woman wearing a gray robe and cultivating to the tenth layer of the Qi refining period.

The woman was pretty, but with a cold look on her face, she was bowing her head slightly, carefully flipping through a shabby old book on her lap.

Su Qianyin glanced at the female stall owner a few times, then looked at the paintings arranged in a row on the stall, and couldn't help but ask in her heart: "May I ask Daoyou, how are these paintings sold?" ”

The woman in gray still carefully flipped through the yellowed ancient book in her hand, and without raising her head, she pointed to a sign standing next to the stall, completely ignoring people.

Seeing this, Su Qianyin couldn't help but smile a little dumbly, and then looked at the brand that the woman was referring to.

"All paintings, all of them are two hundred low-grade spirit stones, and there will be no counteroffer!"

After seeing this sentence written on the sign, Su Qianyin was stunned, feeling a little unable to react, just such an ordinary mortal object, although the painting is really good, but it is not worth two hundred spirit stones.

You must know that for many low-level disciples in the Qi refining period, this price can be described as sky-high!

Su Qianyin felt a little incredulous at the same time, but she couldn't help but look at the few paintings on the stall again with a look of surprise, could it be that there was something mysterious in these paintings, or was it because her own eyesight was not enough, so she didn't see it?

After having this thought, Su Qianyin couldn't help but stare closely at the few paintings on the stall, wanting to see what was wonderful about them, but no matter how she looked at them, she felt that the few paintings placed here were just ordinary things, and there was nothing extraordinary.

After looking carefully for a long time, just when Su Qianyin thought that this was a means of attraction for the woman in gray to deliberately pretend to be mysterious, her eyes suddenly fell on an ancient painting on the far right.

After watching it for a long time, Su Qianyin actually looked a little distracted.

The painting looks like it's been sitting for a long time, crumpled and very different from the other paintings next to it.

The picture is a sword old man wearing a cyan uniform, although the old man's face is blurred, but the whole person has a sense of fairy wind bones, quite dusty, and under this old road, is riding a green cow with blue fur, the time in this painting seems to be a cool night, the moonlight is like water......

The green cow is even more vividly painted, faintly revealing a bit of unruliness.

However, what Su Qianyin cared about was not these, what made her distracted was the round of bright white moon hanging on the head of the green-robed Taoist.

Since Su Qianyin came to this Fog Realm, she has found that at night in this realm, there are not one, but three moons hanging in the sky, which is quite different from her previous world.

She had asked many people about it in silence before, but no matter who she was, seemed to be baffled by her question, thinking that there was nothing strange or wrong about the moon in the sky since the time of eternity.

In the end, Su Qianyin had to sigh helplessly, no longer dwelling on this matter, but accepting it as a common sense.

But at this moment, seeing a lonely moon painted on this painting, Su Qianyin couldn't help but feel a little imaginative, recalling many things in his previous life......

If the person who painted this painting is a person from this fog realm, how can he not know that the moon light is common sense for people, but only one moon is painted?

Su Qianyin thought about it like this, and when she came back to her senses, she suddenly found that she was actually under a quiet night sky, with a cool breeze.........

"This ...... What kind of place is this......" Su Qianyin looked stunned, a little unable to believe what she saw!

Just when she couldn't figure out the situation, Su Qianyin saw an old man with gray hair and strong spirits walking towards her on a green ox.

The old man looked contented, and at this time he was reciting an unknown ballad, and the old man's voice echoed around the field......

Su Qianyin, on the other hand, looked at this scene with a blank expression, and her heart was full of disbelief.

When this old green cow approached Su Qianyin, the green cow's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and after glancing at Su Qianyin, he let out a long hiss.

And what shocked Su Qianyin was that the neighing sound of this green cow was so high that it seemed to be enough to penetrate the golden stone!

Under this hoarseness, the space around Su Qianyin was shattered like a picture, and the night sky, the earth, and many scenes all turned into fragments and dissipated in all directions......

In the end, she only faintly saw that the white-haired green robe was old, his eyebrows were upside down, and he slapped the green ox under the seat fiercely, and shouted fiercely: "Evil animal, you dare to ......"

Before Su Qianyin could see all this clearly, the next second she returned to the streets of Fang City, and looked back again, the surroundings were still full of traffic, very lively, and all kinds of cries and selling were unaware......

Su Qianyin took a deep breath, her whole body broke out in a cold sweat, and then she looked at the woman in gray sitting opposite, who was carefully looking at the ancient book in her hand, her expression was the same as before, as if she was unaware of what had just happened.

Su Qianyin's beautiful eyes showed a hint of hesitation, and when she looked at the picture of a Taoist riding a bull again, her face was already very solemn.