Chapter 35: The Journey of Heroes

God breaks the dimensional wall!

Why do you stipulate that women's clothing bosses must draw?!

What else is the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?!

[When you see a piano in the future, will you let me play a song of Dongfeng Po?!] 】

[System, why don't you go to heaven?! 】

[Yo, there is still this kind of sassy operation?! I really didn't choose the wrong host! You actually helped me think about it in advance, I'll use this book to write it down first! 】

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I'm just complaining in my heart, and I'm not telling you, don't you have to take it so seriously?!

Ye Xiaoniang's heart was sad for a while!

Other people's systems are all in place, either killing all sides, or pretending to be forced to slap in the face.

[You said it all, that's someone else's system! ] I'm not someone else's house! 】

The voice of the system came again.

Alas, forget it, don't think about it!

[System, do you really want to draw?! 】

After Ye Xiaoniang finished asking, she looked around the temple, scribbling in such a temple casually, and I don't know if it counts as destroying public property?!

[Must draw!] I've told you everything, miscellaneous family, grandmaster! What is our slogan?! 】

[No tooth decay?! 】

[Wrong! It's a mess! Trouble! Trouble again! 】

After the system finished speaking, it began to urge.

[You'd better hurry! After all, this is Zhao Jinggong Duguxin's temple, do you need me to remind you that your citizen father-in-law Duguxin is who His Majesty Li Er?! If someone finds out, it will ......]

[I'm going to die!] 】

This system!

Ye Xiaoniang salivaed, but her mouth was very honest.

[Where's the magic prop?!] 】

The cross-dressing wardrobe opened.

A paintbrush appeared in front of Ye Xiaoniang.

[Painting the Saint's Brush - Painting Saint Wu Daozi once painted here, as a traverser's women's clothing boss can inherit the skills of painting saints after using this brush! ] Where will not be ordered! 】

[Where the hell won't God order?! 】

[You think you're a repeater?! 】

[Also, since it is a wardrobe, it has been used from the present day. 】

[The first time was a shackle, the second time was a scalpel, and this is already the third brush.] 】

[You've never seen a dress! 】

[How do you make the wardrobe behave?!] 】

[Host, I have to say that the slot of your complaint is already very good at 100,000 bad jokes, but do you need me to remind you again. Time is really running out! Painting takes time! 】

Oh, yes!

At this time, people have slowly begun to come to this Zhao Jinggong Temple, and they must hurry up!

Equip it!

Paint holy brushes!

Ten minutes after the casting time, Ye Xiaoniang began to pick up the paintbrush and began to paint on the wall!

Painting Saint Wu Daozi came to this world more than forty years in advance!

Zhang Daqian is good at painting shrimp, Yan Liben is good at ladies and gentlemen, every well-known painter is good at a kind of creation!

And the reason why the painting saint is called holy!

It is because Wu Daozi's landscapes, people, birds and beasts, plants and trees and pavilions are very good!

And the most important thing is that Wu Daozi is good at murals!

Soon, a picture of a chivalrous man practicing a sword appeared on the wall!

However, just after Ye Xiaoniang clapped her hands and waited for a stick of incense, the system's prompt sound had not yet come.

[Idiot! You haven't finished the painting yet! 】

[How is that possible?!] I'm done! 】

Ye Xiaoniang looked left and right, there was nothing wrong!

[You don't have an inscription yet!] A good painting, how can you do it without an inscription?! 】

[Shhhh 】

Ye Xiaoniang sighed.

[Be a demon! 】

[This system is really going to heaven! 】

[After the painting is finished, there will be an inscription!] 】

[You don't ......]

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoniang quickly stopped her thoughts.

[What a pity! I've got it all out! 】

The system laughed twice.

[Since it is a painting of the saint, the level of the inscription cannot be bad! Let's have a chivalrous song of Li Bai! 】

Alas, forget it, don't argue with this thing!

Ye Xiaoniang picked up the pen, but she didn't put it down for a long time.

[What's wrong?! Didn't you memorize it when you were in high school?! 】

[What happened more than thirty years ago, can you remember?!] 】

[Oh, then I'll read you and write it!] 】

[Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

......

The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world.

Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. 】

After writing it, Ye Xiaoniang took a look, and then the name of the painting fell on the corner of the painting.

The title of the painting is - for the magnificence of the world!

It's finally done!

[Complete the quest, break the dimensional wall, and gain 500 shame points.] 】

[No strange rewards this time?! 】

Ye Xiaoniang was a little strange.

[Well, you've learned the four major evil arts, makeup, disguise, medicine, and voice change. The system is only the ultimate hex, and you can exchange it for 10 million Shame Points! Now reward the shame points for the time being, after all, the shame points now represent the strength of the host you! 】

[Ultimate Evil Arts?! 】

Ye Xiaoniang muttered.

Forget it, I don't want to do any ultimate magic yet, let's go rest for a while, I'm so tired!

Although Ye Xiaoniang has tried her best to hurry up, this painting takes time after all!

After working for a long time, my back hurts.

Stretching her stiff neck, Ye Xiaoniang jumped down from the ladder.

Now that no one is seeing, run away!

After all, this is Zhao Jinggong Temple, Duguxin's dojo.

National father-in-law

Can't afford to mess with

Can't afford to mess with it!

Not long after Ye Xiaoniang left the hall with her front foot, a scholar walked in with her back foot.

The scholar rubbed his sleepy eyes, obviously, lack of sleep!

There is no way, after the person who served yesterday returned from the China Hall to the Manna Hall, he read the book all night!

The scholar is naturally Yan Liben, and the person who read the book all night last night is naturally Li Shimin.

Yan Li was originally a living room, but living room is not a living room that has to be recorded in everything.

One is things like eating, drinking, and lazing, which are too trivial to write down. Second, Li Shimin's incident yesterday is not very well recorded.

Any emperor, you can say that he is an emperor through the ages, and he lives to be stubborn and self-serving, but you can't say that he is childish.

In fact, His Majesty Li Er's actions last night were childish in the eyes of outsiders like Yan Liben!

Although His Majesty Li Er is now almost thirty years old, he is still Li Yuan's son!

In the past, His Majesty Li Er also regarded Li Yuan as his idol. Later, His Majesty Li Er regarded Li Yuan as his enemy. Of course, later His Majesty Li Er will finally forget Li Yuan's badness, and remember the back of Li Yuan who hurriedly turned his head to buy oranges when he went out that year.

That was, of course, many years later.

The current Second Majesty Li is still angry with Li Yuan, and no one in the court dares to speak out about Li Yuan's affairs at this time.

Even the most backbone of the legend of the eternal mirror Wei Zheng!

Because this is politics, this is His Majesty Li Er's family affairs.

Even if there is no family to do!

His Majesty Li Er's family affairs are not something that others can manage!

This is a consensus in the early years of Zhenguan, all the civil and military generals, and the inner palace of the foreign ministers!

Therefore, even if he didn't sleep well, Yan Liben could only act as if nothing had happened, and let Chu Suiliang and others, the general secretary, serve in front of the royal driver, and he came to this Zhao Jinggong Temple.

Because the day before yesterday, His Majesty Li Er came to visit this Zhao Jinggong Temple, and suddenly wanted to pay tribute to his grandson's filial piety. Here I recall the sorrow for the national father-in-law, Dugu Xin.

During the Sui and Tang dynasties, the way to reminisce about mourning in the temple was to paint!

Ask a painter to paint a mural in the temple, this is a way for people in this era to express their sorrows!

At that time, Yan Liben was next to him anyway, so Li Shimin asked Yan Liben to take the time to come to this Zhao Jinggong Temple to make a mural!

After a day and a night of thinking, Yan Li had some eyebrows, and finally had the confidence to come to this wall and complete the task assigned by His Majesty Li Er!

Yan Liben was still holding a wooden plate with a pen and ink inkstone in his hand, and he could only carefully rub his eyes with his sleeve.

Finally came to the main hall, Yan Liben put down the cuffs that rubbed his eyes!

The next moment, the wooden plate in Yan Liben's hand fell to the ground.

The pen and ink spilled on the ground, and the inkstone fell and was smashed to pieces.

Yan Liben's faith was shattered!