The blue sky is blue, but the sky is full of glow, it is already dusk, the smoke at the foot of the mountain rises again, and the mountain stream flows continuously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before the sun set, the neighbors of the village came to visit the door, they looked at Zhang Cheng left and right, and talked to each other, and then someone came forward with courage to accuse.

There is also a kind-hearted aunt, who persuaded Zhang Cheng with a bitter conscience, and agreed on a three-day basis, because you should give up as soon as possible, you are a foreigner, and you still want to turn the sky upside down?

There are also children who pity Zhang Cheng, and their immature faces show a little pain: "If Brother Liuzi beats him to a cripple, what should this be!"

Regarding the people who came one after another, Zhang Chengyi responded with a smile: "Liu Liuzi said that we must fight between men." ”

Zhang Cheng meant to put it bluntly, this is a matter between the two of them, what does it have to do with you? In this regard, the neighbors in the village could only helplessly curse and leave a few times.

No, after a while, when it was dusk, Zhang Cheng drove several old hens scattered at the fence of the courtyard into the chicken coop, he didn't expect that these clucking old hens would make him work a little hard.

What he didn't expect was that the white pill that Liu Dazhu obtained in the secret room turned out to be self-made for a long time, according to Liu Dazhu, the white pill was conceived and generated by the spiritual consciousness of the ancestors, and it has the effects of invigorating blood and detoxifying, prolonging life, and recreating the spiritual sea.

It is precisely because of this white pill that Liu Dazhu will attract Zhang Cheng to try to get the painting spirit pen, after all, only after the painting spirit pen is obtained, will a small convex groove appear from the bluestone table, and the small white pill can be taken.

It's just that he didn't expect that he, Zhang Cheng, would actually get the painting spirit brush, which looked so casual and easy.

As for the reason why Liu Dazhu wants to get the white pill, it is precisely because of Liu Xinyan's daughter!

Zhang Chengzi walked lightly to the ancient well, scooped up a scoop of well water and prepared to clean the hair, he looked at the face in the fluctuation of the water surface, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned for a while, I didn't expect to be haggard a lot in the past few months, this appearance, it looks like it has been devastated by the years, and it has matured a lot.

After washing his hair, and then entered the hall, the painting spirit pen obtained today is too against the sky, so that he can not calm down for a long time, 100,000 catties, this is a painting spirit pen weighing 100,000 catties, if this pen has an effect on anyone, then he also has a means to save his life, return to Qingyuan City to kill him a bloody city lord's mansion, and avenge Wang Miaoer and Li Yi!

Zhang Cheng is not a murderer, but he is also not a saint, he is just an ordinary person, with an ordinary face and an ordinary psychology.

Whoever is kind to me, I will repay him, and whoever hates me will kill the grass and eradicate the roots!

Since that old man did not kill me, it is really my fate, and when we meet in the future, he will surely destroy me.

It was also a coincidence that Elder Chen, the old man of the Soul Devouring Palace, might not have expected that Zhang Cheng would go to fight back.

Zhang Cheng also recently learned that the reason why Liu Xinyan was unable to gather spiritual power in the spiritual sea was because the spiritual sea was blocked, so he could not become a phantom master so far.

As the saying goes, a woman's lack of talent is virtue, but in a world where the strong are respected and strength is supreme, if you can't cultivate illusions, you will definitely be bullied by others, but then again, after all, this place is like a paradise, and it doesn't matter whether it is successful or not.

But Liu Dazhu knew that he had unrealizable dreams and could only pin his hopes on Liu Xinyan, but his beloved daughter was born with a clogged spiritual sea, and he couldn't practice illusions, let alone learn to draw spiritual arts, so he would pay attention to the little white pill mentioned in the ancestral training.

It is precisely because of what the ancestors said that when the emperor ball came one day, after obtaining the painting spirit brush, he used the white pill in the small groove under the bluestone table to be the reward for the merit of the painting spirit pen for future generations.

Let's not say it's Liu Dazhu, let's talk about Zhang Cheng, even Zhang Cheng also saw that Liu Xinyan had the talent to paint a spirit master, at the beginning of dawn, he sketched and painted a few images on the ground, but Liu Xinyan actually saw the clues, logically speaking, in the eyes of outsiders, what he painted can only be said to be a ghost painting symbol, and he made graffiti, but Liu Xinyan can see that what he painted is the lines in the painting spirit graphics.

This is just one of them, in the past, Liu Xinyan was particularly sensitive to images, as long as it was an image, she would be able to remember it, and it was also revealed from the rest of the place that this woman has a talent for painting.

At this time, Zhang Cheng, who was in the bedroom, faced the messy ground, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, just now he just went to the bed, but the bed collapsed, and he leaned on the outer door before, and the eaves collapsed.

How could this not make Zhang Cheng wonder? The painting spirit pen in his arms weighed 100,000 catties, and he could not sleep or sit on it, so he could only place the painting spirit pen on the ground before it could be completed.

Of course, Zhang Chengke doesn't think there's anything too inappropriate, after all, this pen is too rebellious.

Zhang Cheng placed the 100,000-pound anti-heaven painting spirit pen on the ground at will, and he wouldn't worry that someone would dare to steal it, and who else would be able to hold it? This is not ten catties, but 100,000 catties.

Since he got the anti-heaven painting spirit brush, he has been in a much happier mood, and he has more hope of revenge, but he has never understood why this painting spirit pen can only be used by himself, and why does the ancestor of Liujia Village feel cordial and familiar?

Since he got the spirit pen against the sky, he suddenly realized that he knew a secret, it turned out that he could not paint the spirit successfully, not because the painting spirit technique was not pure enough, but because the spirit pen lacked a thing.

This thing is spiritual!

As the saying goes, everything has spirituality, every grass and tree, but not only living beings have spirituality, that is just to open up the spiritual wisdom.

Zhang Cheng seems to be a little bit of a loser, after all, he has been painting for many years, but it turns out that the problem is in the basic equipment, which is really a bit embarrassing. After all, when he was in Qingyuan City, he couldn't get in touch with the rest of the spirit painters at all, let alone through Li Yi, because Zhang Cheng couldn't know that the problem was in the spirit brush.

If he had the spirit painting materials at this time, he would probably try to paint the spirit immediately, but it was a pity that Liujia Village could not obtain the spirit painting materials here, of course, the elders who had those spirit painters in the village still had some private collections.

Throwing off a trace of distraction, Zhang Cheng rolled up his sleeves, and then rushed towards the kitchen, in addition to making pictures, he could also cook vegetables.

In the past few months, Liu Xinyan has tasted delicious food, which can be said to have intoxicated her, and asked Zhang Cheng what the name of this dish with all the color and fragrance is, Zhang Cheng will think about it, and then tell him that this dish is the emperor's ball dish, as for the name of the dish, the master did not tell him.

Although Liu Xinyan was suspicious and didn't know what this emperor ball was, she still believed in this dumb brother.

The cooking smoke was everywhere, the smoke was filled, Zhang Cheng took charge of the spoon and stir-fried the vegetables, and after a few times, he sent the cooked delicacy to the plate.