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Every time Murong Xiaoye put down his pen, his eyes would sweep over Yitian in advance.

The eyes are quite strange, as if they have penetrating power, and they can see the details of Yitian clearly.

Lan Xin didn't experience this feeling, but Yitian knew it very clearly, because his consciousness was extremely sharp, and no slight fluctuation could escape his senses.

Sensing that Murong Xiaoye's eyes were different, Yitian thought of the Silent Heart Sutra he had just obtained, and began to cultivate secretly, at this short but critical moment.

The Heart Sutra of Silence is very mysterious, and it is very similar to the Zen Gong of Silence in Buddhism, but it is completely different.

The Heart Sutra of Silence is divided into two parts: the method and the application, and the first thing Yitian cultivates at the moment is the method, and the use is mainly aimed at the spiritual pen to return to silence.

The Yuan Force in the Chalk of the Celestial Body belongs to the Yuan Force of the Fire Dragon, which is as enthusiastic as fire and beats endlessly, which is contrary to the Spell of Annihilation.

It takes a process to transform the fire dragon yuan power into the power of annihilation, which is only a matter of time in terms of the heavens.

Murong Xiaoye's painting skills are very deep, and the pen is sharp, and the Yitian on the kung fu drawing board with less than a cup of tea before and after is vivid.

Lan Xin stood on the side, although she was quite dissatisfied with Murong Xiaoye in her heart, she also had to admit that Murong Xiaoye had an amazing talent in painting.

At this moment, the aura around Yitian's body has changed significantly, and he, who was originally full of vitality, gave people a sense of loneliness and emptiness, as if he would disappear from sight at any time.

Murong Xiaoye put down the paintbrush in his hand and chuckled, "Okay, you don't have to continue to hide your breath, I'm already done."

Yitian smiled when he heard this, got up and came to the drawing board, and looked at the lifelike Nangong Feiyu on the painting, and sighed in his heart.

The reason why Murong Xiaoye was asked to paint was because Yitian wanted to leave Nangong Feiyu's portrait to his family.

After Yitian leaves one day in the future, Nangong Feiyu's relatives can also meditate on the painting and miss the past.

"How does it feel?

Murong Xiaoye's voice interrupted Yitian's thoughts, making him sober up immediately.

"Okay, it's really well drawn, it's lifelike. It's really worthy of being a disciple of Painting Soul Xiaozhu. ，

Murong Xiaoye smiled brightly and said modestly: "It's over, I'm just playing a little better this time,

Lan Xin interjected: "You are a member of the Murong family, why do you want to go to the soul painting to learn art?,

Murong Xiaoye glanced at Lan Xin and said indifferently: "It's just interest, there are many disciples under the Three Holy Sects, and everyone is equal." As long as you want, anyone can go to learn the arts, but the Three Saints are also very strict in recruiting disciples, and they don't look at their identities to see their qualifications. ，

At this time, a wisp of piano sound came into the chalk and attracted Yitian's attention.

Listen carefully, the sound of the piano lingers, tender like water, giving people a feeling of mutual affection and heart-to-heart.

Lan Xin felt the rhythm of the piano and exclaimed: "What a moving piano sound, this person who plays the piano is really amazing." ，

Murong Xiaoye's eyes swirled, and he muttered softly: "This is the long-empty and unscrupulous reminiscence of the disciples of the Holy Qin Pavilion. ，

Yi Tian said curiously: "The Holy Qin Pavilion is long empty, listening to your tone, this person seems to be quite famous." ，

Murong Xiaoye looked at Yitian's eyes, and responded with a smile: "Changkong Wuji is the most outstanding disciple of the Holy Qin Pavilion, and the Mengfu of the Xuanyang Palace, the Nangong Mingzhi of the Nangong family, and the Han Yu of the Holy Fire Tower are the four princes of Feiyun City. ，

Yitian's face changed slightly, he couldn't imagine that this Sky Wuji was on the same level as Meng Fu, so wouldn't he also be the body of Emperor Xuan?

"How are the four princes cultivating?

Yitian didn't ask directly, but went around in a circle.

Murong Xiaoye's face was strange, and he vaguely revealed a bit of admiration.

"The four princes are all the body of Emperor Xuan, handsome and stunning, each with its own characteristics. Xuanyang Palace is twenty-five years old, known as the first Xuanyang Palace Xuanhuang has the title of evil son. Sacred Flame Lou Han Yu is twenty-seven years old this year, extremely ruthless, known as a ruthless son. Nangong Mingzhi of the Nangong family is suave, twenty-six years old this year, and is nicknamed the amorous son. Twenty-seven years old this year, the Changkong Wuji of the Holy Qin Pavilion is gentle and elegant, modest and polite, known as a tender son, and is the prince charming that countless girls dream of. ，

Lan Xin repeated: "Tender son, is it really fake? With his Xuanhuang body, he will appear on an occasion like Yafeng Xuan?,...,

Yitian noticed the change in Murong Xiaoye's eyes, and asked with a smile, "It seems that you have a good impression of this tender son?,

Murong Xiaoye's eyes moved slightly, not nervous at all, and retorted: "I also have a good impression of you. ，

Yitian smiled and said, "Then I'm really honored." ，

Murong Xiaoye pursed her lips and smiled, and opened the topic: "In fact, in Feiyun City, where there are many masters, there are far more famous people than the four princes.

When Yitian heard this, he suddenly became interested and asked, "What are they, let's hear about them." ，

Murong Xiaoye said: "In addition to the three giants, Feiyun City is the Four Evils, Three Saints and Eight Xuanmen. Among the younger generation, Feiyun City has eight beautiful and weeping ten sons, among which Changkong Wuji, Mengqi Gongmingzhi, and Han Yu are the most famous. The reputation of the remaining six sons and eight beauties is relatively weak.

Lan Xin asked, "Who are they?,

"The six princes are Yi Qianjun, a disciple of the Shengjun Building, Gongsun Weiwei of the Gongsun family, Huangfu Ruiyi of the Huangfu family, Ouyang Xiao of the Ouyang family, Luo Xinghe of the Qianchuan Sword Gate, and Liu Changfeng of the Rejuvenation Medical Hall. ，

Yitian was quite stunned, and he didn't expect that the grandson of the Gongsun family was actually one of the six sons.

"What are the characteristics of each of these six sons?

Murong Xiaoye said: "Yi Qianjun of the Holy Monarch Mansion has superb chess skills, his cultivation is amazing, and he is especially good at the evolution of formations, and he is the most outstanding figure in the younger generation of the Holy Monarch Tower, and he is now twenty-four years old. Gongsun, Huangfu, and Ouyang Nai are one of the eight great Xuanhuang families, with a long history, and almost every generation can cultivate some outstanding figures. Qianchuan Sword Gate is from Youzhou, and Luo Xinghe is one of the best people who mainly cultivates swordsmanship. The Rejuvenation Medical Hall has superb medical skills, and Liu Changfeng is known as the Holy Hand of Qihuang, and has a very high reputation in Feiyun City. ，

Lan Xin asked, "What about the eight beauties?,

Murong Xiaoye smiled strangely and said softly: "Feiyun City has a large population and countless beauties. The so-called eight beauties refer to the eight martial emperor-level characters who are extremely outstanding in appearance and cultivation. The first Nangong Qingxue is nineteen years old this year. The second Duanmu Qingyun is the eighth lady of the Duanmu family, who is twenty years old this year. The third Xiahou Hanyan, eighteen years old this year, is the sixth lady of the Xiahou family. The fourth, Zuo Qianhui, 21 years old, is an outstanding master of the Holy Fire Tower. The fifth Yuwen Huixin is nineteen years old this year. The sixth Xu Hongying, twenty years old this year, is from Shengqin Pavilion. The seventh Fang Jiali, twenty-one years old this year, is from Xuanyang Palace.

Seeing that Murong Xiaoye stopped, Lan Xin questioned: "There are only seven of them, what about the other one?,

Yitian seemed to have an understanding, and said with a smile: "The eighth is from the painting soul Xiaozhu, named Murong Xiaoye, how old is this year?,

Yitian's words are all speculation, but there is also some basis.

First of all, Murong Xiaoye's cultivation is extraordinary and has the strength of a martial emperor.

Secondly, Murong Xiaoye's appearance is beautiful, which is enough to compare with Lan Xin.

Third, Murong Xiaoye is the daughter of one of the eight Xuanhuang families, and she is also an outstanding disciple of the Soul Painting Xiaozhu, and it is normal to be ranked as one of the eight beauties.

Glaring at Yitian, Murong Xiaoye snorted, "I won't tell you." ，

Lan Xin was quite displeased, thinking to herself that there was something great, and the eight beauties were no different.

"Among the eight beauties, there doesn't seem to be any mention of the two beauties of the empire, what's going on?,

Lan Xin's words were quite pertinent, and Murong Xiaoye noticed it.

"The top ten beauties in Nanyang are mainly based on appearance, and the eight beauties in Feiyun City are both appearance and cultivation. Xu Ruohua and Long Yaozhu are both martial arts cultivators at present, and they live outside Feiyun City, so they don't belong to this ranks. ，

Yitian was not surprised by this, the huge Feiyun City has a population of tens of millions, and it is still an easy matter to select a few handsome men and beautiful women.

"The sound of the piano continues, I don't know how many outstanding people have gathered in this Yafeng Xuan today?,

Murong Xiaoye said lightly: "Not much, just five." ，

Lan Xin asked, "Which five?,

Murong Xiaoye said with a smile: "In addition to me and Changkong Wuji, there are also Yi Qianjun of the Holy Monarch Tower, Xu Hongying of the Holy Qin Pavilion, and Nangong Feiyu, who became famous in the battle last night. ，

Eyes flowed, and Murong Xiaoye glanced at Yitian, somewhat ridiculous.

Yitian didn't expect that Murong Xiaoye would deliberately tease him, and Jun's face flushed with a hint of redness.

"Compared with that tender son, my Nangong Feiyu is a big step behind. ，

Lan Xin was unconvinced: "The young master is only twenty years old, and in another seven years, you will definitely be able to surpass the sky and the sky." ，

Murong Xiaoye pursed her lips and smiled, and changed the topic: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet those three for a while." ，

Handing over the scroll to Yitian, Murong Xiaoye turned around elegantly, took Yitian and Lan Xin to the backyard of Yafeng Xuan, and saw Changkong Wuji, Xu Hongying and Yi Qianjun in the long pavilion.

At this time, Changkong Wuji was playing with Xu Hongying, and Yi Qianjun was accompanying an old man to play chess.

From a distance, Changkong Wuji was dressed in a gorgeous costume, with long hair and a shawl, and his handsome face was focused, caressing the strings and playing a moving melody.

Sky Mowgli looked younger than his actual age, giving people the feeling of twenty-three or four at most, and the long hair of the shawl appeared on a man's body, matching his slender face, which looked extraordinarily elegant.

This is a beautiful man who can't be forgotten at a glance, his body is full of elegant temperament, and a faint smile appears at the corner of his mouth, giving people a kind feeling.

Opposite the sky Wuji, there sat a slender girl in her twenties, wearing a pink dress, this woman was Xu Hongying, one of the eight beauties of Feiyun City.

Xu Hongying looks seventeen or eighteen years old, with delicate facial features, jade skin, and a golden earring in her left ear, which looks particularly beautiful...... The old box is said to be a two shrugs in the concave of the river