Chapter 0079 Calligraphy and Painting

Tuesday, 13 July 2004

Shigatse, Tibet

A scruffy Tibetan man hurriedly jumped out of a taxi, his hair seemed to have not been washed in years, his face and hands were as dark as charcoal, and his Tibetan clothes smelled of bad smell. The driver put him down, started the car as if he were running away, and disappeared for a moment.

He looked around sneakily, hid in the bushes for ten minutes, and made sure that no one was following him, before walking another two kilometers and stopping in front of a mountain house.

When the sloppy man was hesitating whether to knock on the door, a playful male voice came from inside the door: "Brother painting, you just said why you feel disgusted today, I know the reason, guess what?" ”

Another angry man inside the door said: "I guess it must be because a lost dog came to the door, we killed it and dirty our hands, and drove it away for fear that he would bite all over the world, which was extremely embarrassing, so I was nauseous for a while." Brother Shu, did I guess right? ”

The sloppy man heard the yin and yang weird ridicule of the two, although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to attack, so he had to salute the door and say: "The two Dao brothers don't want to make fun of me, I have a big deal to find two Dao brothers to cooperate with this time." ”

The scholar brother inside the door said: "Brother painting, I don't know if there is a problem with my ears, Brother Weng Yidao himself lost his body, and then he is now telling us outside the door that there is a big deal?" ”

The painting brother said: "Your ears are fine, he said so, but let him say it himself, and it will make people laugh when it is passed on." ”

This sloppy man was the Weng Yisan who had just been beheaded by Wang Shen not long ago, and his Yuan Ying did not dare to stay in the sphere of influence of the two major factions of Tianshan and Kunlun, and fled all the way to the south, until he came to the Shigatse region, only to finally find a Tibetan homeless man who seemed to have no family and took him away. Even so, he was still worried, if the matter of seizing mortals was discovered, he would be under the nose of the Zayeba Temple, and casually bumped into two Jishi and even Kembu, then he was afraid that he would be overtaken by the hardcore on the spot. The two people he came to look for were called Shusanren and Huasanren, and they were the two proud disciples of the Great Xiulan Scholar in the Merge Period, known as the two immortals of calligraphy and painting. The two relied on the big backer of the distraction period of the master, and they ran rampant in the Tibetan area, and almost no one dared to mess with them except for Zayeba Monastery.

Weng Yisan said: "Is it good for the two Taoist brothers to open the door and speak?" ”

The painter laughed and scolded, the courtyard door opened by itself, and the urn quickly turned around to cover the door. There are two huge cases in the courtyard side by side, one with messy paper and ink flying all over it, and on the other there is only one unfinished long painting pressed by the paperweight, and a man standing in front of each of them. A handsome man in a black robe is putting a brush in his hand into the pen wash to wash the ink. Another man was wearing a plain robe, looking feminine, he didn't stop painting, he was holding a rabbit in his hand, and he didn't even raise his head when he entered the courtyard.

Shusanren covered his mouth and nose and said, "This body smells fishy!" Did you fall into a manure pit halfway through? ”

Weng Yisan said: "Brother Shu, don't laugh at me again!" It was not easy for me to find such a body. ”

With a wave of his palm, a stool flew to the edge of the courtyard wall and said, "It's good to sit on Brother Wengyidao." Don't go this way anymore. Waiting for the urn to sit down helplessly, he said: "Let's talk about it, who has abolished the body?" ”

Weng Yisan said: "By a seven or eight-year-old little brat! His eyes were red, and it seemed as if flames erupted from the exit of the words.

The two immortals of calligraphy and painting suddenly looked surprised when they heard this, and Shusanren asked, "Seven or eight years old?" Even if you start cultivating from your mother's womb, no matter how talented you are at the age of seven or eight, you are only in the Qi refining period, how can you abolish your physical body? It was the child's teacher who did it with you, but he only left the last blow that destroyed your body to the child, right? ”

Wengyisan hated and said, "This is the big deal I want to talk to you about!" Not only was the teacher not by his side, but he and I were fighting alone from beginning to end, with no second person intervening! ”

Seeing that the faces of the two immortals of calligraphy and painting changed again, Weng Yisanren continued: "That child's steps and body are as light as the wind, I don't know what the path is, but the swordsmanship he made throughout the whole process is all Emei swordsmanship, and there is no exception. At the age of seven or eight, he was already a third-level cultivator in the foundation building period, to be honest, this is the only time I have seen it in my life, but just the foundation building period is far from enough to be qualified to cut my body! ”

Shusan said: "Brother Wengyi, please don't sell Guan Zi again, tell me what else is weird about him?" ”

Knowing that he had succeeded in arousing the interest of the two, he said, "Based on my observations, that kid will make the Chiyou Nine Tibetan Sutras!" ”

The two immortals of calligraphy and painting could no longer force their composure, and said in unison: "What! ”

Wednesday, 14 July 2004

Tien Shan

All the disciples of the Tianshan Sect have all come to the large-scale martial arts arena at the peak of Tianjian Peak, and at this moment, the competition on the field has been carried out for thirteen rounds, and thirteen promoters have been born.

The ground, the fence, the seats in the auditorium, and the steps to the summit for the disciples of the fifth generation who were unable to control the sky were all carved and masonry of the white granite unique to the Tianshan Mountains. The project is not huge, and it is hard to imagine that all of this was actually completed by Yun Aobai's slender jade hands in half a day.

In addition to the successive masters of the snow cave in the past twenty years, a total of one hundred and four of the five hundred and twenty-two disciples of the Tianshan Sect signed up for the competition, and the schedule is also very clear at a glance, that is, the contestants will be divided into fifty groups to compete in turn, and then divided into two groups again until they enter the eighth, quarter, semi-finals and finals.

Wang Shen had to squeeze a seat in the first row with Li Qingru, but fortunately, the seats designed by Yun Aobai were large enough, even if the two of them sat together, they were not very crowded. At this time, the strength of the two white-clothed disciples on the field was mediocre, and Wang Shen was bored and asked Chen Jiaxuan, who was sitting on the left side of Li Qingru, "Senior Sister Chen, do you have Nanyang Weekly?" ”

Chen Jiaxuan said: "Yes." Do you want to see it? ”

Wang Shen nodded. Li Qingru reminded: "Now that everyone is watching the game in Tianjian Peak, who has Nanyang Weekly?" ”

Chen Jiaxuan said with a smile: "It's okay, Uncle Xiao wants to see us pick it up!" Qingqing, you go to my room and get it. Then he turned to Wang Shen and said, "Is one okay?" ”

Zhao Qing was not the slightest dissatisfied, and when he saw Wang Shen nodding and left the table to get it, Li Qingru complained in a low voice: "Don't make trouble for others, fortunately Qingqing didn't compete, otherwise it wouldn't be a delay." ”

Wang Shen smirked twice and said, "Why is Senior Sister Zhu gone?" Is it her turn? ”

Chen Jiaxuan said: "The next game is her, and the opponent is called Shu Ming." ”

Wang Shen said: "Who is Shu Ming's disciple?" ”

Chen Jiaxuan's beautiful eyes shot a cold light and said, "It's Qin Yulu's little slut." ”

As soon as Wang Shen heard this, he knew that there must be another story, so he had to turn to the right and ask Sima Bing for help with an inquiring gaze.

Sima Bing glanced at his apprentice, but he didn't blame him, just sighed and sent a message to Wang Shendao: "Qin Yulu is the disciple of Senior Sister Xiong Tiejuan, and Xiong Tiejuan is the apprentice of Senior Uncle Shui Shuquan, Qin Yulu and Jiaxuan were originally very good, but five years ago, the two of them suddenly ignored no one because of a conflict. Because she was talking about gossip and secrets between women, although it was about her own disciples, she was still unwilling to talk about it alone with a little kid like Wang Shen, so she specially let Li Qingru hear the transmission as well.

Wang Shen asked, "Then why are the two of them having a conflict?" ”

Sima Bing hesitated for a moment, and said: "Jia Xuan had a boyfriend from the Kunlun faction, but then broke up with that person, and after the breakup, that person immediately got along with Qin Yulu. ”

Wang Shen seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and continued to ask: "Okay, okay?" Just because of this? ”

Sima Bing knew that he was too young to understand these intrigues between women that set off stormy waves at every turn, and he didn't know how to explain to him for a while.

Fortunately, Li Qingru came to the rescue: "You are still young and don't understand this, besides, this is a matter between girls, so don't ask more questions first." ”

Wang Shen had no choice but to nod, so he changed the topic and said, "Senior Sister Sima, one hundred and two, aren't there fifty-one people who have been promoted?" The next one is the top 25. But what about the lonely one? ”

Sima Bing said with a smile: "Aren't all the people who are left alone in this situation counted as directly advancing to the next round?" ”

Wang Shen said: "Oh! I know, that's how the World Cup is scheduled for the group stage. ”

Sima Bing said: "Yes, there is also a grand event in our cultivation world called the 'Lianzang Conference', and the schedule is also arranged like this. ”

The Lianzang Conference is a competition for young disciples held every 60 years in China's cultivation world, all the major sects in China can sign up to participate, in addition to the first-class factions, there are also many small sects and small factions in each session to sign up to participate, and there are occasional small sect disciples in thousands of years to break out of the encirclement and upset, but most of the time the throne of the champion, runner-up and third place is occupied by the disciples of the first-class faction.

When Sima Bing and Wang Shen introduced the Lianzang Conference, the head of the seat at the highest point of the audience was looking at Wang Shen and Li Qingru worriedly.

"That little girl has good bones, senior sister, didn't you have the idea of accepting apprentices?" Hua Baoxing unleashed her true power, making the seats between her and Shuang Haemo, Cheng Yiyi, and Yun Aobai a small world of their own, and the content of their conversations and every move that the other disciples would no longer be able to detect.

Shuang Hate Mo didn't answer Hua Baoxing's words, but just looked at Wang Shen, who was eating snacks, and said, "When you are eight years old, have you ever thought of hooking up with a man?" ”

Cheng Yiyi smiled: "God, who remembers the events of seven or eight hundred years ago?" ”

Yun Aobai said: "I had the feeling of heartbeat for the first time, if I remember correctly, I should have been twelve or thirteen years old, but at that time, the situation was precarious, and no one had the heart to really put it into practice. ”

Double hatred Mo said: "Look at this guy, he took all of a woman's heart at a young age, and the most hateful thing is that he didn't even notice it." ”

The three fairies followed her gaze to Wang Shen at the bottom of the audience, Li Qingru was taking the fries in his hand, handing him the juice, and did not forget to insert the straw when he was about to drink it.