The protagonist Dao that he finally had an epiphany, pretending to be forced to get the opportunity, was actually ruined on the Seven Pins Pill.

Shen Fei was alone and secretly injured himself, sighing faintly.

sighed that the world was hot and cold, and also lamented that he was ill-fated.

This time the teacher was unfavorable, and he was ready to go home honestly.

While walking, Shen Fei suddenly noticed a little girl with a double ponytail, sitting on the spiritual stone steps and drawing.

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a delicate body, less than one and a half meters, crystal skin, exuding a faint tingle, and a pair of calves like white lotus roots.

-Big eyes, like crystal, delicate facial features as cute as rag dolls.

Shen Fei stopped to watch, although the little girl was beautiful and cute, Shen Fei was not interested in it at all.

I have been in the Liuli Holy Land for so long, what kind of national color and fragrance have I not seen?

He is now blind except for his own three thousand junior sisters who are as beautiful as immortals, each with their own merits, except for the Holy Land.

What's more, Shen Fei is not an alchemist either, he still likes choppy waves.

The reason for his stop was the little girl's drawing.

Although this girl is young, the artistic conception in the painting is very extraordinary, with ethereal fairy mist and scattered sermons.

The immortal temperament in the painting is extraordinary, and the scenery of the fairy world is even more dreamlike.

This girl's attainments in Danqing's skills may be comparable to the crooked piano skills!

Chen Yaoyang came behind the little girl, and praised from the perspective of appreciating art:

"Little sister, the needle is good!"

As soon as the words fell, the little girl suddenly turned around, her brows furrowed, her crystal little face was angry, and her delicate voice sounded.

"Who do you say is the little sister? My mother is twenty-eight years old this year! ”

What she hates the most is that people call her "little sister" or something.

Shen Fei looked startled.

It looks like a cute little Lori.,But what's the actual situation.。

Bigger than yourself!

In the world of cultivating immortals, the age of a woman is really an unsolved mystery.

In the past, an old man called his sister, and now there is Lori called his mother!

Shen Fei showed a slightly embarrassed but polite smile and said:

"The girl is abrupt in the bottom, and I just feel that the girl is ...... in the bottom"

This little Lori's small body and big temper didn't give Shen Fei a chance to explain at all.

"Me? What's wrong with me? Like you, I've seen a lot of perversions of the gluttonous girl's body! ”

"It's not .....," Shen Fei hurriedly denied.

Little Lori is less than one and a half meters tall and has an aura five meters away.

"Still trying to quibble? I've seen a lot of you for your children like this, isn't it just relying on some background, some talent, and going around to be powerful! ”

Shen Fei wants to cry without tears, this Lori is petite and cute, how can her temper be the same as a gas can, she will explode at one point.

"I just want to praise the girl's painting......"

"Painting? What happened to my paintings? Can you still read and draw? ”

Little Lori continued to bombard Shen Fei:

"I've noticed you before, your whereabouts are sneaky, picking faults and finding faults everywhere, you see that you really have a problem!"

"You look at you and feel quite raw, you are a student of Wenqu Academy? Is it to kick the gym around? ”

Shen Fei's face was as embarrassed as the eighth child back then, and he was inexplicably split and covered in the face, and he was scolded indiscriminately.

I have been in the Canglan Continent for so long, and it is the first time I have been scolded so ruthlessly by a woman.

This little Lori looks petite and cute, but who knows such a poisonous tongue.

squirted wildly at himself, and even he, a pianist who had a father and mother in Zu'an for six years, couldn't resist it, and couldn't say it.

Faced with the insult of the girl in front of him, Shen Fei automatically blocked all of them, and only heard the end

— sentences.

Shen Fei instantly came to his senses, his face was like a spring breeze, and his face was radiant.

There is only one thought in my heart: And this good thing?

Little Lori looked at Shen Fei with a weird smile on her face, her face became a little worried, and she subconsciously took a step back.

I shouted in my heart: It's not good, this guy can't be stupid because of me, right? was scolded like this, but he laughed so happily!

Shen Fei smiled like a child of more than two hundred months, looking excited.

"This is what you said, let's try the art of Danqing, and we are not allowed to regret it!"

Little Lori looked a little disgusted, but she was afraid that she would be angry with him again, so she agreed:

"Hmph, it's better than that, this girl will be afraid that you won't succeed?"

There were already a lot of people in Sage Square, and there was such a big commotion here, attracting many onlookers.

As soon as I heard that there were people here who were going to compete, more and more students came to see the excitement.

On weekdays, study and life are boring, and there is excitement and don't look at bastards!

"Look, look, the two of them are going to try the Danqing technique!"

"Wait, that woman is Zhao Mengfu, the senior sister of Danqing Palace!"

"This kid looks like he's kicked to the plate!"

"I heard that Senior Sister Zhao Mengfu has an extremely hot personality, and last time a few new students took a look at her more, if it weren't for the teacher's protection, the grave grass would be two meters high!"

"Shh

Shen Fei used the power of the Ancestral Dragon and the Giant Spirit God, his physical body was terrifying, and his various organs were also extremely powerful.

Regarding the whispered discussions of several people in the audience, Shen Fei listened to the bottom of his ears.

Shen Fei showed an indifferent smile and muttered:

"Someone from Danqing Palace?"

No matter who it is, he will not be afraid.

Not to mention that in his previous life, as a master of success, he knew all kinds of painting styles, and in this life, he had such a majestic soul power to help.

The method of danqing among monks is not a simple painting.

At their level, everyone's painting skills have almost reached the extreme, compared to the artistic conception and understanding of the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

A piece of spirit rune paper floated in front of each of them, and this paper was made of special spirit bark.

"Here's for you!"

Zhao Mengfu picked up a spirit pen and threw it to Shen Fei, although she was domineering and hot, she had not yet reached the point of being a scoundrel.

She also disdained to cheat to win the game, and the pen she threw out was at the Tempo level.

It is equivalent to a seven-to-nine-grade magic weapon, which is already very rare for Wenqu students.

Shen Fei took the spirit pen and smiled, and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need this!"

As he spoke, he put down the spirit pen in his hand.

Literati monks who entered the Tao with painting can say that the spiritual pen is their everything, and this kind of pen is a special magic instrument.

Through him, the monk's power can be transmitted to the painting, so that each stroke of the monk has spiritual power, forming a unique painting environment.

Zhao Mengfu's face was cold, and she felt that Chen Yaoyang was just playing tricks, painters don't use spirit brushes, what do you use?

"Hmph, let's see how you end up in a while!" Zhao Mengfu snorted arrogantly.

After that, Zhao Mengfu didn't care about him anymore, holding his own spirit pen, the spiritual power around him surged, and the tip of the pen was full of starlight.

After entering the state, the whole person's temperament changed abruptly, changing the previous popularity, and he was as quiet as a virgin.

One stroke after another jumped onto the paper, and various illusory shadows appeared in the void.

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the painting saint, painting the abyss of the realm, which is wonderful!"