Chapter 57:

Outside the main hall of Qingyun Dao Sect.

With bursts of screams.

Su Changyu stood outside the door, a little afraid to step in.

"You thing."

"How dare you write a poem? Who gave you the courage to inscribe a poem? ”

"I'm going to kill you, you scoundrel."

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, please don't fight anymore, Master, what did I do wrong."

"Woo woo, Master, I'm really dying, don't fight anymore, I'm going to die if I beat me again."

"Master, isn't it just a painting? As for you? ”

"Master, I'm not convinced!!!!!"

"Ahhhh

"You're still not convinced? Do you dare to be stubborn? ”

"You fellow, do you know how much gold this painting is worth?"

"I'm going to beat you to death!!!!"

With a terrible scream.

Su Changyu outside the door was also a little panicked.

Although he was the same when he beat Su Changyu before, he was not calm at that time, but now that he calmed down, hearing such a voice, Su Changyu didn't dare to walk in at all.

"Xu Luochen, Xu Luochen, senior brother tried his best to help you, but you want to die yourself, you, you! You deserve it. ”

Su Changyu's heart was full of helplessness.

Although he didn't dare to go in, it was impossible to watch Xu Luochen really be killed, right?

When people are extremely angry, they lose their minds very easily.

So thinking of this, Su Changyu gritted his teeth and directly pushed the door open.

Soon, the picture of Xu Luochen lying on the ground appeared in Su Changyu's eyes.

In the main hall.

Xu Luochen was lying on the ground, like a dead dog, dying.

Taihua Daoist held a wooden vine in his hand and struck Xu Luochen deadly.

He seemed to be stunned, and his eyes were scarlet.

Seeing this scene, Su Changyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the master was still a little sensible, and only used a wooden rattan to whip Xu Luochen, so that at most it was a flesh wound.

"Big brother, save me! Master is crazy. ”

Seeing someone coming in, Xu Luochen hissed and shouted as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

Xu Luochen was very uncomfortable.

No, it's not so simple anymore, he's angry, scared and uncomfortable now.

Isn't it just a painting?

As for beating yourself up like this?

Why are you all jealous of my literary talents?

But he was afraid, afraid that Su Changyu would come over and be a mixed doubles.

The most important thing is uncomfortable, he really didn't expect that within a day, his respected master and beloved senior brother would actually fight out of jealousy of his literary talent.

Sure enough, you can't be too good.

"Master, stop fighting, don't fight, if you fight Senior Brother Luo Chen again, you will really die here."

Looking at Xu Luochen's miserable appearance, Su Changyu could only dissuade him.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to beat this thug to death today."

The Taihua Dao people felt a surge of blood rush to their heads.

What did a good painting look like by Xu Luochen?

Painted a portrait, greatly discounted.

Title someone else's poem, fold it up.

The most amazing thing is to still step on the horse? Fold on Fold Fold up.

But what makes Taihua Dao people lose their minds the most is that there are scratches.

A painting that was originally worth five or six thousand taels of gold, is estimated to be unsellable for one hundred taels of gold, right?

Taihua Dao people can tolerate portrait figures.

But he really can't bear this.

A few thousand taels of gold.

It's gone all of a sudden.

His heart was cut like a knife.

No, it hurts more than cutting his heart.

At this moment, Su Changyu immediately took out the scroll.

"Master, the little junior brother also made a painting, there should be no problem with this painting."

Su Changyu hurriedly opened his mouth and unfolded the scroll, hoping that the people of Taihua Dao would be able to dissipate their anger.

"And?"

Hearing that there were other paintings, Taihua Daoren was stunned for a moment.

He looked at it.

It is a painting of a night scene, there is no one in the painting, and there is an inscription poem, and there is a seal to sign it.

This is good.

This is good.

Taihua Daoren put down the wooden rattan in his hand and admired the painting with full attention.

Xu Luochen on the side finally escaped.

He was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

He couldn't figure it out, wasn't it just a painting?

As for you?

For the sake of a painting, make yourself like this.

Could it be that I, Xu Luochen, am not as important as a painting in your hearts?

Xu Luochen's eyes were full of resentment and sadness.

He's so uncomfortable.

No, he was extremely uncomfortable.

I want to die uncomfortably.

At the beginning, he was beaten by Su Changyu, so forget it!

Unexpectedly, he was beaten up by the master again.

Who can withstand this?

The most important thing is that if it was because he had made a heinous mistake, he would have been beaten twice, and it was not that he had not been beaten.

But for the sake of a painting, you can make yourself look like this.

He was really unconvinced.

"Okay, good, good, there's hope for the top-grade flying sword."

At this moment, the Taihua Dao people smiled and looked extremely excited.

This painting should be a poem with poetry, a scene with a scene, and an intentional meaning.

Perfect, perfect.

The previous anger was completely subdued at this moment.

However, Xu Luochen on the ground was a little stunned.

Top-grade flying sword?

Master, are you crazy or am I crazy?

What does a painting have to do with a high-quality flying sword?

He was a little confused.

I just feel that my master has gone crazy.

Otherwise, how can you talk nonsense in a dignified manner.

Or a high-grade flying sword?

If you sell the Qingyun Dao Sect, you can't afford a high-grade flying sword, right?

At this moment.

Su Changyu looked at the confusion in Xu Luochen's eyes.

I knew what Xu Luochen was thinking.

"Luo Chen, do you know that you have caused a big disaster."

Su Changyu spoke, and his tone was not very good.

Who's going to change this?

Obviously, the painting can be sold for at least four or five thousand taels of gold, but if he tosses it like this, he may not be able to sell it for a hundred taels of gold, to put it mildly, if Xu Luochen is not his junior brother, he will have the heart to kill Xu Luochen.

Disaster?

This time, Xu Luochen really cried.

He collapsed on the ground, his hands and feet scribbling like a child's splatter.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and you have to press me on a trumped-up charge, woo woo woo, I know, isn't it that my literary talent is better than you, are you jealous of me?"

"Senior brother, you have always been jealous of me on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to do this in order to step on me."

"It's still Master, I know that you spoil Senior Brother on weekdays, just hoping that Senior Brother can inherit the position of head of the family, and I don't have anything to say, but Master, in order to favor Senior Brother, you deliberately came to suppress me, I don't accept it, I don't accept it, woo woo woo woo!"

The more Xu Luochen spoke, the more excited he became, and in the end, he cried regardless of his image.

saw Xu Luochen's appearance.

The people of Taihua Dao also came back to their senses.

Then he looked at Xu Luochen angrily.

"What nonsense are you talking about, do you know that you personally destroyed a famous painting worth 10,000 taels of gold?"

At this moment, the people of Taihua Dao wanted to beat Xu Luochen when they saw him.

Ha?

A famous painting worth 10,000 taels of gold?

Are you sure it's 10,000 taels of gold, not 10,000 copper plates?

Are you bluffing me?

Just this painting, can it still be sold for money?

Xu Luochen didn't sprinkle it, but just looked at Taihua Dao and Su Changyu with a look full of doubts.

"Changyu, you can tell him."

Taihua Dao people didn't bother to pay attention to Xu Luochen, but continued to focus on this night scene.

"Our little junior brother, known as Qinglian Jushi, is a famous talent in the Jin Dynasty, and one of his paintings is worth at least 50,000 taels of gold."

Su Changyu explained.

As soon as he said this, Xu Luochen smiled crookedly on the spot.

Fifty thousand taels of gold.

Are you bluffing me?

Are you a fool when I Xu Luochen are?

He had never seen 50,000 copper plates

Is it not him Xu Luochen laughed at Su Changyu.

Have you ever seen 50,000 copper plates?

But soon, Xu Luochen felt uncomfortable again.

He didn't expect that in Su Changyu's heart, he was actually a fool.

"You don't believe me?"

Su Changyu saw through what Xu Luochen was thinking at a glance.

Xu Luochen did not answer.

But the meaning is clear.

If this painting is worth fifty thousand taels of gold.

He now twitched his mouth crooked.

What is the concept of 50,000 taels of gold?

He didn't even have the idea of 50,000 copper plates.

Not to mention fifty thousand taels of gold?

Don't talk about Qingyun Dao Sect.

Even some relatively poor second-grade immortal sects may not be able to come out with 50,000 taels of gold, right?

Fifty thousand taels of gold can allow the Qingyun Dao Sect to directly advance to the third grade, and the sect will eat and drink spicy food up and down.

"What if I show it to you?"

Su Changyu was also angry.

You ruin a painting, forget it, and still pose like this?

"Senior brother, I don't mean anything else, if this is worth 50,000 taels of gold, I will suck my mouth crooked."

Xu Luochen opened his mouth and said firmly.

This is really worth 50,000 taels of gold, and he admits that Taihua Daoren and Su Changyu beat him violently.

No, he still doesn't think it's enough, and he's willing to beat him again.

It's just that he didn't wait for Su Changyu to answer.

The voice of the Taihua Daoist rang out.

"Are you sure?"

Taihua Daoist looked at Xu Luochen with a serious expression.

"I'm sure, if I can really sell 50,000 taels of gold, not to mention anything else, Master, you and Senior Brother will beat me to death, and I won't say a word."

"But if not, how?"

Xu Luochen really didn't believe it.

If there were, he would rather be mixed doubles.

But what if not?

"If not, I'll pass on the position of head to you directly."

Taihua Daoren said angrily.

"Okay."

Hearing the position of the head, Xu Luochen suddenly became energetic.

Say yes in one bite.

"Okay, Luo Chen, Luo Chen, for the teacher, you just don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin, Changyu, give him some healing medicine, and go down the mountain later."

Taihua Daoist still wanted to beat him, but he couldn't find a reason.

Now it's okay, Xu Luochen sent it to the door by himself.

"Okay."

Su Changyu nodded, he also wanted to beat Xu Luochen very much, since Xu Luochen sent it to the door himself.

Then don't blame him.

"No, I have my own healing medicine, Master, you make a good note, don't look back and deny it."

Xu Luochen rejected Su Changyu's healing medicine, took out two Qi and Blood Pills by himself, and asked the Taihua Dao people to make a good note.

lest your words be unfounded.

As soon as he said this, it made Su Changyu and Taihua Dao popular enough.

But the two didn't say much.

Later, it will make him doubt life.

An hour later.

The three figures walked down the mountain.