When Ji Feng escaped from the formation with a disgraced face, Han Xiangzi smiled evilly, and immediately changed his face, serious with annoyance: "I told you to keep up with it a long time ago, non-mother-in-law, hey, hey, what are you doing, the gentleman doesn't move his hands, put down the knife in your hand, we have something to say, brothers, help, foreign invasion......"

What else can I say, Ji Feng couldn't bear it anymore, he directly pulled out the knife and rushed up, today he will be a white knife in, a red knife out, a kind of don't run!

Two hours later, Ji Feng finally caught Han Xiangzi, beat him violently, and finally begged for mercy, and was escorted to the studio with a blue nose and swollen face.

The studio that Han Xiangzi said was an extremely tall yellow tower, with a total of nine hundred and eighty-one layers, and according to what he said, each floor was placed with his most proud works, which made Ji Feng amazed and a little unbelievable.

In Han Xiangzi's hands knotted with cumbersome formations, opened the tower door, and there were eleven paintings placed on the first floor, which was called a shoddy work, but Han Xiangzi saw it with relish, saying that it was a commemorative significance, and these were the works of practicing brushwork painted by the first contact with painting.

Then there's the second layer, which can probably tell what you're drawing, and the third layer, which basically tends to be a landscape painting, and it's quite eye-catching, and then there's the fourth layer, and then the fifth layer......

I have to say that looking at the layers layer by layer, it seems to witness an ignorant apprentice gradually becoming a master of painting, and it is indeed becoming more and more exquisite, of course, it is the contrast with each layer, as if it is an illusion, even the wind is frightened.

However, starting from the ninth floor, only one painting was placed on each floor, purely to occupy space, and finally reached the eighteenth floor, and finally reached the destination.

Open the room, the inside is super large, different from the just few floors, there are all kinds of paintings hanging inside, there are silk paintings, ink paintings, murals......

It is divided into figure painting, landscape painting, landscape painting, flower and bird painting......

And the shape of the mounting is also different, vertical scroll, mirror core, album, horizontal drape, fan, hand scroll......

Here, it seems that everything is concentrated at once, and when you count it carefully, there are no less than a thousand pieces, for Han Xiangzi is such a quirk, Ji Feng shook his head, and he couldn't understand it.

Sticking his head out, looking at the supernatural appearance of each painting, Ji Feng had to sigh, his craftsmanship is becoming more and more proficient, these are not only accumulated over the years, but also on talent, in fact, for Han Xiangzi, he is the real talent.

Although there are many skills, but there are many complicated ones, maybe nothing can be accomplished, and greed can not be chewed, but Han Xiangzi does not, he is interested in one subject, proficient in one, his talent and perseverance, even Ji Feng has to admire and envy.

Sticking out his head, he looked at them one by one, and the more he looked at them, the more flavorful they became.

"Hey, isn't this the "Heavenly Immortal Map" that was hyped up in the early years? I heard that the barefoot immortal spent 50,000 immortal stones to buy it, but it was rejected by the master, but I didn't expect that the mysterious master to be you? Ji Feng couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw a picture of more than a dozen fairies playing and bathing in a hot spring.

"Don't mention it, you can't sell it, I was careless in making friends and was leaked out, but fortunately, it was recycled in time, otherwise, it would really be a big trouble." Han Xiangzi, who was walking in front, heard this, turned around, and fought side by side with Ji Feng, looking at the painting, with a trace of nostalgia in sadness.

"Why is that?" Ji Feng wondered.

"Don't you ask, what kind of shop does the barefoot immortal open? Reflex City, what kind of place is that? Do you think it's really as simple as washing your feet and taking a shower? People have a background, I heard that there are often ...... in it," Han Xiangzi said here, deliberately lowered his voice, and Ji Feng's face turned red when he heard it.

"Really?" Ji Feng didn't believe it, maybe he was lonely.

"Of course it's true, I heard that many Golden Immortals, Xuan Immortals, and even Quasi-Saints have appeared inside, think about it, when he puts the bathing picture I drew on it, won't it be even more so? He doesn't care, but it's my reputation that is ruined, so I won't sell it for any extra money. Han Xiangzi said this, quite disgusted.

Ji Feng nodded understandingly, patted Han Xiangzi on the shoulder, and agreed: "It's a pity, 50,000 immortal stones, how much do you have to do." ”

However, Han Xiangzi's next exclamation had to make Ji Feng give a thumbs up in admiration: "This is only one aspect, the most important thing is that this painting is not visible!" ”

"Why is that?" Ji Feng thinks the painting is very good, why can't he see the light?

"Take a closer look at the fairies up there." Han Xiangzi's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed.

Ji Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked carefully at the painting, on the small painting, a total of sixteen fairies were painted, each of them was vivid, charming, colorful, and it was not an exaggeration to call it a devil's figure, especially the one in the middle, almost half-naked, soaked gauze clothes, clinging to the smooth body, and even two drops of full red on the chest, three thousand green silk sticking to the chest, smiling very happily.

It's nothing, it's just that the painting is too expressive, and it makes people feel an impulse to look at it.

Ji Feng didn't understand a little, so he was about to turn his head and ask Han Xiangzi, but he quickly suddenly stared at the half-naked female fairy again.

The more Ji Feng looks, the more familiar it becomes, and the more he looks at it, the more he feels as if he has seen it somewhere, who is this? Why, growing up is a bit like Xiao Jingwei, yes, it is seven or eight percent similar to Xiao Jingwei.

Ji Feng's brows were tightly locked, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly stared at the boss, and he was so surprised that he almost dislocated his jaw.

", the eldest sister of Xiao Jingwei, the eldest daughter of the Holy Yan Immortal Venerable-Lingyao Fairy! This, this, this ......"

Ji Feng trembled his hands, pointed to the female fairy he had seen several times many years ago, trembled his mouth, looked at Han Xiangzi, and pointed to the painting, this moment was completely messy.

"Shhh Facing Ji Feng's yelling, Han Xiangzi suddenly pounced, covering Ji Feng's mouth with one hand, and looked around nervously, for fear that there would be other people around.

Ji Feng didn't care, he tore off the hand on his mouth and glared: "Say, what's going on?" ”

He just took Jingwei to the world for a trip, and almost lost his life, if he let Shengyan Immortal Zun know that he is the pearl in his palm, the eldest daughter Lingyao was seen many years ago, and she painted it, and even took it to buy and sell, and hung it in the foot-washing city as propaganda, it would definitely break the sky, and Han Xiangzi, there is really life and no life, no, life is better than death, and there is no chance to even be reincarnated.

"Misunderstandings, it's all misunderstandings, but let's put it simply, I let you in because I treat you as a brother, and the others, even my seven brothers, haven't had a chance to come in, don't talk nonsense." Han Xiangzi nervously said to Ji Fengdao.

"Tell me quickly, how did you, the one, peep into the Lingyao Fairy bathing?" Ji Feng didn't know why, at this moment, he was desperate to know, pure gossip.

"It's okay to say it, but you have to swear and don't tell anyone, otherwise, I won't say it even if I die."

"Okay, well, I swear, if I tell this secret to anyone other than me, let the prison thunder punishment give me another ten or eight times, and after death, I will be thrown into the cattle road, how about it, it's okay." Ji Feng urged.

"Really?"

"Isn't it?"

"Did I really say that?"

"Hurry up!"