"Oh my God! This is...... Shangri-La? ”

A big stone stood next to the entrance, Liu Xianglian wiped the dust that fell on it, and the inscription appeared: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi, such a ruthless world, should be a lover." On the order of the Holy Mother of the Human Race, he pardoned a group of romantic ghosts, infatuated men and women, and performed a song of reunion in Red Mansions. ”

This is?

Liu Xianglian was shocked, just the inscription shocked him.

Looking down further, his heart was shocked, and he finally knew why he had come to this book world.

It turned out that the supreme goddess of China finished reading the Dream of Red Mansions with great interest, and was extremely dissatisfied with the ending, and wanted to find Lao Cao to change it again, but found that Lao Cao had been under the impact of the obsession and resentment of countless red lovers, and the true spirit did not know where to fly.

Therefore, Liu Lianlian, who also longs for the world of the Red Mansion, was invited to re-enact the Red Mansion, and after it was completed, there were many benefits......

In short, it is the resentment of a goddess.

At the same time, in order to fight against those strange forces and gods, the goddess god raised the world level, so that mortals have the strength to resist in the face of the flower fairy in the end of the law era.

And Liu Anxi is the first butterfly to stir its wings.

However, even so, the difference between the strength of mortals and the flower demon in the Illusory Realm is still too great, so he ordered a little immortal to teach the skills of the people of the Mandate of Heaven.

Inscription: Painting the Holy Zhang Monk.

Zhang Seng Xuan?

The finishing touch?

Damn, I'll just say that the scholar is not simple!

Liu Xianglian is now more and more suspicious that the scholar she met outside Jinling City is Zhang Sengqiu!

If you want to pass on your skills, just say it, you dare to discount the words of the supreme goddess, it's just a joke about your own immortal path!

"Zhang Sengqiu!"

Liu Xianglian shouted as soon as she opened her mouth, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, although this monk was an ant in front of the supreme goddess, she was not the same little ant in the eyes of the other party?

Liu Xianglian hurriedly changed her tone and shouted: "Fairy Zhang, the kid is here!" ”

No one answered, Liu Xianglian simply continued to walk inside, a peach orchard was full of flowers, the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, there was no light source, but the surroundings were as bright as day.

It is not like that kind of evil tranquility, in this peach forest, birds and butterflies, fish in the stream, chickens and dogs smell each other, large farmlands are connected one by one, and in a bamboo forest by the mountains and rivers is a continuous small lake, sparkling, water birds float on it, and a huge garden in which all kinds of flowers compete with each other.

A vermilion grass stands proudly in the distance, Liu Xianglian approached to take a look, her green stems and leaves are as delicate as jade, Tingting is independent, outstanding, Liu Xianglian stretched out her hand to touch, she turned in a direction by herself.

How familiar is the scene in front of you?

Liu Xianglian vaguely felt that she seemed to have seen it somewhere!

Pregnant!

Liu Xianglian took out the painting made by the scholar who was suspected of being "Zhang Seng Xuan" from her arms,

It's it!

Although the world in this painting is only a corner of the scenery here, the grand scenery can also be seen from the painting.

The fragrance is the same, the deep spring is locked in the hundred gardens, and there is only the floating world of mortal dust.

This paradise is clearly not a human thing, and everything is frozen in the best time.

Liu Xianglian followed the path paved with rain flower stones, meandered and sneaked, passed through the sea of stacked green flowers, and came to a small courtyard.

There is a letter left in the courtyard, a jade wolf pen, a booklet, and an eyeless Nine Dragons painting.

I have a word in my heart: You kid, you're finally here. Your kid has a good character, so I also follow the will of the Virgin Mary, pass on you and my peerless "concave and convex nine paintings", wolf jade pen, nine dragons trapped in the sky array, so self-sufficient, self-blessed, I will go.

Signed: Zhang Sengqiu.

Liu Xianglian didn't complain that the other party was irresponsible, he was stunned by such an adventure, how could he dare to expect more?

Turning the pamphlet, the first page is Zhang Sengqiu's envy and jealousy of his lucky man, and then explain how strange the world is in this book, although the Virgin has tried to balance it, but the police illusion fairy Gu and Lai Seng are limp, and the rank of the Shenying attendant is still too high.

So you have to make a patch to barely be able to continue.

And the Nine Dragons Sleepy Sky Array is this patch, Our Lady originally asked Zhang Seng to teach herself, but the other party saw that she had no qualifications, so she simply drew it herself.

As long as she personally burned the Nine Dragons Trapped Heaven Array in front of the Twelve Hairpins of the Red Mansion, the Illusory Realm Outer Heaven Police Immortal Gu would no longer be able to use her powerful spells to directly affect the people who responded to the disaster, at most at a huge cost to produce some impact through the dream realm.

This also limits the opponent's play.

And the monk Dao was no longer able to use the extraordinary power of the Vigilant Immortal Gu, and could only use the strength he had cultivated through himself to deal with Liu Xianglian.

In addition to the tenacious wood and stone front alliance in the Red Mansion, the rest of the cause and effect lines have been cut off by the Virgin Mother, and we must collect more or occupy more, otherwise these beautiful girls will be imprisoned......

All in all, this is very good news!

In this way, the sword of Damocles hanging in his heart can be regarded as having a way to deal with it.

Once the Laitou monk and the lame Taoist can't do evil through the plug-in of the police illusion, Liu Xianglian is not afraid of them, they can't shrink the ground into inches, they are like gods, and the sea of people is vast, it is not easy for them to find themselves.

In addition to the first page of the booklet, there is a painting method of concave and convex nine paintings.

Painting the saint Zhang monk, the inspiration of the painting method is from the Shi family, the painting school is different from the light and shadow outline of the realist painting method of the later generations, the delicate and complete, pay attention to the point of the brush sparse painting, is praised as "the pen is only one or two, like the corresponding Yan", the painted figures, the scenery is concave and convex delicate, the texture is beautiful, the white space is exquisite, only a corner, can bring people endless reverie.

And the painting method in this booklet not only teaches the arts, but also preaches, which is actually a practice of cultivating the mind and cultivating the martial arts.

It is divided into nine layers, the first layer, a stroke is like a mirror, pay attention to the heart like a mirror, paint like a mirror, and people like a mirror.

The pen is like a mirror, and everything in the world can be lifelike under the pen.

The heart is like a mirror, and the heart is clear, and it can resist external evils.

People are like mirrors, eyes are like torches, and they can quickly learn the skills that are needed.

Liu Xianglian's happy snot bubbles are about to bubble up, if life can choose a simple mode, how many people are willing to suffer personally?

Looking back, Liu Xianglian couldn't help but scold: "Damn! Is there a mistake in learning to draw step by step?! ”

He is good at drawing design sketches, and he doesn't think it's simple at all to paint freehand flowing water and Chinese paintings with a long charm......

"That's it, that's it! Such a big benefit, not to mention learning Chinese painting, is to go to Jinling City naked and frown. ”

I looked at the Nine Dragons Trapped Heaven Array that can restrict the Illusory Immortal Gu again, and the nine green dragons in the picture are each tied to a chain, and they fly away with their heads and tails, lifelike, the only special thing is that the nine green dragons have no eyes.

The wolf jade pen is mediocre, and it also needs to be dipped in ink to paint, just an ordinary brush, and a stick figure chicken is drawn casually, but the dead thing has not been resurrected.

"Phew! It's also a fairy, even a magic pen is replenished, it's too deductible! ”

When the magic pen Ma Liang's dream was completely shattered.

After searching for a few more times, but finding nothing, Liu Xianglian was ready to leave, although this paradise is good, it is not a matter for a person to die alone.

If in the future, you can draw a few red faces, rest at sunrise and sunset, chant poetry, and drink and play, then it is okay to live in seclusion here.

Looking back at this scenery that is not like the world, Liu Xianglian put the three treasures in her arms, and went back to the road, as soon as she entered the secret passage, everything in front of her disappeared, and she was still leaning on the stone steps of the school grounds.

If it weren't for the three things in his arms, he would have thought he was still dreaming.

The rockery secret passages have all disappeared, and the Liufu is a straight-up general's mansion, where would that kind of small and delicate thing be built.

It's just a pity that fairyland on earth.

"By the way, the painting saint hasn't painted a painting himself!"

Liu Xianglian hurriedly took out the painting that the other party had painted for herself, and looked at it carefully, and there was nothing between the original empty payment, and sure enough, Zhang Sengqiu's seal letter appeared, and the painting scroll with only the painting without words was also signed with the name of "Wonderland on Earth".

Liu Xianglian faintly had a feeling that as long as her "Concave and Convex Nine Paintings" was cultivated to the fifth layer, she would be able to get Zhang Sengqiu's gift from her cheap disciple.

Since ancient times, there have been many good things, and Liu Xianglian was only depressed for a moment before she was relieved.

The moon rises above the tall building, sprinkled with silver light, and a dry well next to the stable in Liufu glows with silver light, like a mirror, reflecting the moonlight onto the blood-spattered wall.

One by one, one by one, this vertical moonlight seems to be writing something.

"Hundred...... Official ......"

Liu Xianglian remembered it carefully, knowing that this was probably the secret that Yan Yunhou left for the survivors.

It's a pity that the sky does not follow people's wishes, and a dark cloud covers everything like a black curtain, and heavy rain falls from the sky.

Gan!

The weather in the south is really nonsense, Liu Xianglian scolded and complained.

Anyone who is just a little short of being able to perfectly solve the puzzle will not be in a good mood if they are suddenly disrupted by an accident.

Liu Xianglian was unwilling to lie on the ground and looked at the small well with her eyes, trying to see the secret that this small well could emit the moonlight that rises and falls regularly into different trajectories.

But I only saw that some of the rain stones in the well were polished smooth as mirrors, and some transparent jade stones were embedded in them.

The ancients could really play with flowers when they played with light and shadow!

There was no water in the well, Liu Xianglian took advantage of the night to go down into the dry well and smash the special stones that reflected the first two words, even if others could discover this secret in the future, it would be incomplete.

After doing everything, Liu Xianglian clapped her hands with satisfaction and left over the wall.