It's nearly noon.

Under the strict defense of the forbidden army, the street where Jinglan Garden is located is still the same as usual.

It's just that every time a passerby passes by, he can't help but glance into the courtyard, and then leave in a hurry.

It didn't take long.

Yan Yangnian and Yan Tianshan, who were dressed in plain robes, and a brocade blood phoenix long skirt, Murong Lizhu, who looked particularly amazing, appeared on the street.

Merely.

Because she wanted to see the mysterious Mr. Ye today, Murong Lizhu, who had never liked to wear shoes, had to wear a pair of gold silk cloth shoes.

"Miss Murong, we've arrived. ”

Coming to the front of the courtyard of Jinglan Garden, Yan Yangnian smiled sideways.

Smell.

Murong Lizhu couldn't help but be stunned.

Let's be honest.

At this moment, although there is still not much expression on her face, it is inevitable that there will be ripples in her heart.

There is longing, shyness, and some embarrassment.

Of course.

If she had known before that this Senior Ye was such a peerless figure, then she would definitely not have any thoughts about it.

Then.

Yan Tianshan smiled and asked the two rough-dressed men standing in front of the courtyard, "Mr. Ye, they didn't go out, did they?"

The two men who were not weak looked at each other for a moment, and immediately replied: "I heard that Miss Ye said that Mr. Ye is painting, so he must be painting at this time." ”

"Painting?"

Murong Lizhu suddenly came back to her senses, and then a flash of light flashed in her Danfeng eyes.

She had already seen the painting in the Drunken Immortal Building, but it would be a blessing if she could witness the painting style of this Ye senior.

Read so.

Murong Lizhu said lightly: "Let's go in." ”

Yan Tianshan nodded, and couldn't help but whisper again: "Miss Murong, Senior Ye and his old man are not willing to deal with us juniors, but we, as juniors, must not be presumptuous in front of his old man." ”

Murong Lizhu snorted lightly: "Old man Yan, are you teaching me to do things?"

Yan Tianshan smiled with relief.

Soon.

Under the leadership of Yan Yangnian, the three of them came to the courtyard where Ye Changqing was.

When the three of them appeared at the door.

Yan Bingxin and Tantai Qingxue, as well as Tantai Qingxue, seem to have been here for a long time.

As for Ye Changqing, he was standing in front of a long table, holding the ancient pen, and was engrossed in painting.

And behind him, Ambilight was brilliant, Ruixia spewed, and a majestic vision manifested.

When you see the scene in front of you.

Yan Tianshan and Yan Yangnian seemed to be barely able to accept it, but they still couldn't help but be moved.

To know.

The vision that Ye Changqing manifested behind him today was magnificent and immortal, almost like a real immortal land, far better than before.

The mountains are horizontal, the mountains are stacked, the ancient trees are luxuriant, and the mist is filled.

Deep.

There is an immortal light rising to the sky, stirring up layers of ripples.

Near.

Patches of ancient ruins are horizontal, broken walls, ancient palaces have collapsed, and everywhere is filled with the breath of vicissitudes of life, which invisibly gives people a sad feeling, and people can't help but feel sad.

And in the middle of the ruins.

A towering ancient tower stood there, shrouded in a vast ancient atmosphere, and seemed to be permeated with some kind of palpitating mana......

It was incredible, as if it had actually happened.

Suddenly came back to his senses.

Yan Tianshan and Yan Yangnian gasped almost at the same time.

Such a sad and real scene, could it be that Senior Ye experienced something in the upper realm?

Or maybe Senior Ye has experienced some kind of war, and he has been hit hard, so he can't be obscure by descending from the mortal realm?

Incredible!

With such a vast ruin, it is not difficult to imagine how magnificent and prosperous it really is.

Moreover, being able to cause such terrible damage shows what kind of war it has experienced!

It's incredible!

And at this time.

Murong Lizhu's face changed drastically, and her expression was full of incredulity.

She looked fixedly at the white-robed man standing at the long table.

Young and handsome, rich as jade.

Especially the kind of temperament that seems to come out from the inside out, as if a generation of Confucian immortals is standing there, which makes people can't help but cleanse their minds.

Meantime.

The whole person, under the backdrop of the vision behind him, looks strange and shocking.

"If this Senior Ye is not such a peerless person, how good it would be!"

Suddenly coming back to her senses, Murong Lizhu couldn't help but feel so secretly.

Thinking of this, her expression inadvertently revealed a hint of loss.

That's when it happened.

Yan Bingxin hurriedly walked over.

"Father, who is this?"

Yan Bingxin frowned and looked at Murong Lizhu, who looked a little dignified, and asked Yan Yangnian softly.

Yan Yangnian smiled gently: "She is Miss Murong, and you may have to worship her as a teacher in the future." ”

Worship her as a teacher?

Yan Bingxin was stunned, and her pretty face couldn't help but show a hint of suspicion.

Yan Tianshan whispered: "Bingxin girl, Mr. Ye is painting, let's discuss this matter later." ”

Yan Bingxin nodded hesitantly, and couldn't help but look at Murong Lizhu twice.

"Miss Murong, let's go in and have a look. ”

Yan Tianshan turned his head to Murong Lizhu and said.

Murong Lizhu, whose eyes were straight, suddenly came back to her senses, glanced at Yan Bingxin, and said lightly: "The qualifications are quite reluctant." ”

Belch?

Yan Bingxin couldn't help frowning slightly, and a faint color flashed in his eyes.

And Yan Tianshan and Yan Yangnian in front of her heard the sound, but their faces were full of joy.

Seeing this, Yan Bingxin couldn't help but be confused.

Afterwards.

Under Yan Yangnian's greeting, Murong Lizhu calmly stepped into the courtyard.

Soon.

Come to the front.

Murong Lizhu first glanced at Ye Changqing without leaving a trace, and then looked at the unfinished painting.

The next moment.

She frowned, her pupils shrunk, and her expression was full of surprise.

I have to say.

Although this painting is not completely completed, the overall layout and artistic conception of the painting, as well as the brushwork, are absolutely perfect.

Compared to the painting I saw in the Drunken Immortal Tower last night, this painting is definitely a crushing-level existence.

Moreover, what made Murong Lizhu the most unbelievable was that.

Although the painting is not yet completely completed, it is beginning to permeate the painting with all kinds of incomparably exquisite charm.

Faintly, it gives people the feeling that it is like manifesting the true meaning of thousands of Taos in the form of paintings, which will exude such a quintessential charm.

But in this way, it also confirmed Murong Lizhu's previous conjecture.

This Senior Ye is really such a peerless figure, otherwise how could he master such a terrifying supernatural power?

That's it.

Everyone stood in front of Ye Changqing and waited silently.

Half an hour passed.

With Ye Changqing's pen, it also means that this painting is finally completed.

It's just that what is puzzling is that Ye Changqing did not rush to write down the payment this time.

"A painting by that Master Bilian was sold for 180,000 taels of gold, presumably the name of this Bilian is worth a lot of money, if I gain a foothold in the imperial capital in the future, do I have to give myself a name or something. ”

"Yes, it's necessary, but what kind of title should I give myself?"

Ye Changqing touched his chin and stared thoughtfully at the painting that he was very satisfied with.

After the time of the small half-pillar incense.

A ray of essence flashed in Ye Changqing's eyes.

The next moment.

He lifted the pen again, and then wrote the money.

Qinglian layman!