Chapter 176: How Much Silver Can This Painting Of Mine Be Worth?
This legend about the Xuanhuang Pagoda is extremely ancient.
Legend has it that at that time, although the creatures in the world were extremely rare, they were all terrifying.
When they raise their hands and feet, they can destroy mountains and mountains, and they can overwhelm mountains and seas, but they don't have any wisdom.
Afterward.
I also know how long it took for a transcendent figure to be born.
And with the truth of heaven and earth, we will help the living beings in the world to be enlightened.
Soon, countless auspicious clouds of merit fell from the sky, as well as a mysterious ancient pagoda.
And this tower is called the Xuanhuang Tower by later generations.
Of course.
Because this legend is so old, there is no clue to the research of any later era.
Therefore.
Until now.
Although there are scattered accounts of this legend in some ancient texts, almost no one would choose to believe that there is such a holy thing in the world.
The same is true for Yan Tianshan and Murong Lizhu.
However.
When the two of them vaguely saw the golden ancient pagoda in the depths of the light mist, and the terrifying aura that permeated it.
Moreover, this vision all originated from this Ye senior.
In this way, they have to think that this is very likely to be the legendary Xuanhuang Pagoda.
Even.
They all began to speculate that this Ye senior would not be the legendary supreme figure?
But.
Conjecture is just conjecture after all, after all, there is no research, and I dare not come forward to ask anything.
But what can make them more convinced.
This Ye senior is definitely not an existence they can imagine!
Soon.
Yan Tianshan and Murong Lizhu gathered their minds and listened carefully to Ye Changqing's speech.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you also need to remember that when the heavens descend on the people, they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and throw away their actions. ”
After finishing this passage in one breath, Ye Changqing suddenly came back to his senses, feeling more and more strange.
To know.
Before he knew it, he had been talking about a stick of incense for almost a while.
Results.
Far from being tired, he didn't have any intention of having a dry mouth.
Opposite.
It was as if he had entered a certain state, his whole body was extremely comfortable, and the wisps of warm current traveled through his body.
The most important thing is that my thoughts are like a spring, and I can't stop for a while.
So what's going on here?
Is it really the Tao?
Ye Changqing couldn't help but shake his hands gently, and a trace of disappointment quickly appeared on his face.
There was no strength in his hands, and as the wisps of heat receded, nothing unusual happened in his body.
Illusion!
Not bad!
It's all a delusion!
Come to think of it.
The corners of Ye Changqing's mouth slightly hooked up a bitter smile.
But just when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yan Tianshan and the others, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.
Saw.
Yan Tianshan and the others all looked solemn, their eyes slightly closed, as if they were carefully recalling what he said before.
Looking at everything in front of him, Ye Changqing's somewhat depressed mood was quietly relieved a lot.
These people are not only obsessed with their own calligraphy and painting, but they also like the big truths of these rotten streets so much.
Good!
Very good!
It's so dripping!
Ye Changqing smiled, but didn't say anything more, just looked at Murong Lizhu's body for a moment.
First of all.
This Murong Lizhu is a typical royal sister fan, and she is really good-looking.
Especially the temperament that comes out from the inside out, which is very attractive.
Secondly.
Ye Changqing didn't expect that when they met for the first time, this Murong Lizhu with a cold temperament would be like a fan sister to him.
However, I just don't know how much silver his next painting will be worth in the eyes of Murong Lizhu.
However.
At this moment.
Whether it was Murong Lizhu, Yan Tianshan and the others, there were still bursts of Ye Changqing's aftermath echoing in their minds.
This voice is very strange.
It was like the sound of the Great Dao ringing in their minds, making them feel peaceful and bright.
Most importantly.
Faintly, they seemed to understand something, but it was difficult to catch it.
Especially the powerhouses of the Transformation God Realm like Murong Lizhu and Yan Tianshan, the perception is the most profound.
To know.
When they reach this level, they not only have to cultivate hard, but also constantly polish their state of mind.
At the same time, we should also be aware of the path we want to take, that is, the path of our own cultivation.
Just after the two of them heard Ye Changqing's speech, it was as if they had a close contact with the avenue of their own cultivation.
It can well be imagined.
What kind of far-reaching impact all this has on the two of them?
The corners of Yan Tianshan's mouth gradually hooked up a smile, and he sighed secretly in his heart: "Senior Ye is really a true merit and cultivation, hearing his old man's words, the old man has found an opportunity to break through." ”
"If it weren't for his old man's face, within three days, the old man would definitely be able to directly enter the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm here. ”
As the aftermath in her mind gradually dissipated, Murong Lizhu quietly retracted her mind.
She slowly opened her Danfeng eyes, first glanced at Ye Changqing, who was smiling gently, and then couldn't help but sigh with emotion in her heart: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a peerless master, just after listening to his old man's explanation, I have a deeper understanding of my own Dao." ”
"Now, as long as I am given enough time, how about not saying that in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, it is the shackles of the Cave Void Realm, and I can be helped, Murong Lizhu?"
That's when it happened.
As Murong Lizhu opened her eyes, others also opened their eyes one after another.
They were all beaming, smiling, and couldn't stop looking at each other.
Obviously, they all felt it very deeply and benefited a lot.
The next moment.
They all bowed deeply towards Ye Changqing and said respectfully: "I would like to thank Mr. Ye for expounding such a profound truth for us. ”
So esoteric?
Smell.
Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then kept pursing the corners of his mouth.
Could it be that if I talk nonsense for a while, what else can you realize?
Just kidding!
There was a pause.
Ye Changqing smiled and waved his hand, and said: "You don't have to be so polite to me, the meaning I want to express is actually very simple, that is, no matter what you do, you must not be confused by appearances, and you should always stick to your own heart." ”
Yan Tianshan and the others were stunned for a moment, and once again said deeply: "We will follow Mr. Ye's teachings. ”
Ye Changqing: "......"
I said don't be so polite, why are you getting more and more polite?
Hearts and minds?
Don't you feel angry when you do this?
Besides, we've known each other for so long, and I'm going to be awkward for you to do that.
Read so.
Ye Changqing couldn't help but exhale lightly.
At the same time.
Don't know why?
Not long after he came to the emperor, he suddenly missed the simple villagers in Xiaochi Town.
Waiting for a few people to get up one after another, Ye Changqing glanced at a few people with a smile, and finally stopped his gaze on Murong Lizhu's body.
"Miss Murong, now you can talk about this painting of mine. ”
Ye Changqing looked at Murong Lizhu with a smile and said.
Belch!
Murong Lizhu was stunned, and her expression couldn't help but reveal a hint of hesitation.
Do you really want to say it?
Hesitate for a moment.
Seeing that Ye Changqing still looked insistent, Murong Lizhu had no choice but to take a step forward and come to the table.
She first looked at the magnificent painting on the long table, and then stretched out a scallion finger a little stiffly.
"Mr. Ye, what do you think of this place?"
Murong Lizhu pointed to a pool in the ruins and said solemnly.
"Yes, I've had it in mind before. ”
Ye Changqing hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "However, if you choose this pool, you need to reimagine the atmosphere that this pool needs to present, as well as the surrounding landscape. ”
Smell.
Murong Lizhu's fair face quietly revealed a hint of joy.
It turns out that Senior Ye has also thought about it!
Then.
"That's right. ”
Ye Changqing seemed to ask casually, "Miss Murong, in your opinion, how much silver can this painting of mine be worth?"
How much is silver worth?
Time.
Not only Murong Lizhu was stunned, but the rest of the people couldn't help but change their voices.