~Sui~Dream~Small~Say~щ~Suimеng~Lā Chapter 212 The Wu Family

Time passed little by little, and the ship continued to move forward, in this vast sea, although it seemed lonely, but in the end it was getting closer to the goal little by little......

During this time, in addition to his daily cultivation, Yang Zhuo will think about the situation he may encounter next, this time it can be said that the situation he encountered is completely unknown, and its complexity is completely beyond his imagination, not to make some preparations, Yang Zhuo always feels a little unsteady in his heart

It can be said that this unsteady feeling is the first time Yang Zhuo has felt so deeply, and it is this feeling that makes Yang Zhuo have to pay special attention to the next trip

The sailors on the sea ship are obviously accustomed to going to sea, so although the sea ship is very boring when sailing on the sea, these sailors have long been accustomed to such a monotonous day, and many people are learning to work hard and have fun, and always laugh in the calm days, but also quite add a touch of joy to this boring and dull itinerary

However, the situation on the sea is changing rapidly, often the last moment is calm, the next moment the wind is sudden, the huge waves hit, although the sea ship is very huge, the ordinary wind and waves do not pose a threat to the sea ship at all, but when encountering that kind of great wind and waves, even this huge sea has to choose to retreat

Yang Zhuo saw that those sailors were too difficult to deal with this wind and waves, and when this big wind and waves hit, the sea ship was unstable, and it also disturbed his meditation, so he immediately explained a little trick and carved a few simple formations on the hull, so that this sea ship was no longer afraid of the big wind and waves

It can be said that after Yang Zhuo arranged this formation, the ordinary waves were not enough to have any impact on the wear, although even if these formations were simple, this was also a secret technique of the Immortal Family, which was rare for ordinary people

After this incident, the boat went up and down, and they were all respectful to Yang Zhuo, if at the beginning, everyone on the boat was more afraid of Yang Zhuo, then after this time, everyone respected Yang Zhuo from the heart

Although Yang Zhuo doesn't care about the thoughts of these mortals, it is not a bad thing to have such some people remember their goodness, and Yang Zhuo does not reject them

After all, to a certain extent, Yang Zhuo's doing this can be said to increase the chances of everyone surviving at sea, after all, on the sea, even if the sea ship where everyone is located is already very huge, it is still small compared to the huge and boundless sea, and naturally it is powerless in the face of the power of nature

And after Yang Zhuo cast the spell, although he didn't dare to say that there was no danger, with the power of the immortal technique, the success rate of everyone against the wind and waves had undoubtedly increased a lot, which was equivalent to invisibly giving everyone an extra chance to live

For these sailors who fought all day at sea, this kindness was undoubtedly huge, so it was not surprising that everyone admired Yang Zhuo

After all, in this kind of deep-sea travel, everyone almost lives on their belts, and even if there is a big ship, they may not be able to go back safely, and there are too many dead sailors on the sea

Yang Zhuo didn't care about this, but he seized the time to cultivate more and more, these people can treat themselves like this, isn't it because they give favors to each other when they have the ability, everything is still the most important thing.

Thinking of the importance of strength, Yang Zhuo couldn't help but step up all the time to cultivate, speaking of which, what he lacks most now is precisely strength, originally, he thought that with his own advantages, he would definitely be able to mix well in this different world, but when he really faced this complicated world, he would only appear, and his strength would always be insufficient

Although I have something to rely on, but, after all, in terms of cultivation alone, it is still much worse than those powerful beings in this other world, and in some places, I can take advantage of it by means of stratagem or something, but in the face of this real strength, no matter how much stratagem is useless, only hard cultivation and improving my own strength is the king

And to improve the strength, I don't seem to have too many ways to do it except for penance, although it is said that penance is a slow thing, but this is indeed the only way to increase cultivation and strength, no matter which genius is it, no matter how good the cultivation environment is, if you don't have diligence, it will be in vain

After a few months, the ship finally approached a quay to the cheers of the sailors on board, and the people on the pier seemed to have been prepared, and a team of brightly armored guards were waiting on the pier

After seeing Wu Zuyuan ashore, the group of guards immediately cheered in unison, like welcoming the warriors who had returned triumphantly, but, to put it more closely, the dangers faced by these sailors who had gone through the wind and rain were actually no worse than the battle-hardened soldiers

However, to the surprise of these guards, Wu Zuyuan was extremely respectful to a yellow-faced young man behind him, that look, that action, was definitely not the slightest worse than his own to Wu Zuyuan, so a kind of guard was curious about the identity of this yellow-faced young man

However, these guards are obviously trained for a long time, so the discipline is very strict, although everyone has the word curiosity written on their faces, but no one is stunned to talk to others, this is in Yang Zhuo's eyes, but he is curious about this Wu family, after all, a big family in the ordinary sense can not afford to raise such a well-trained team

"Immortal Master, please come with me" Wu Zuyuan did not shy away from the strange eyes of others, and still respectfully said to Yang Zhuo

Yang Zhuo was not polite, and then followed Wu Zuyuan into a carriage, this carriage is extremely wide, four horses in parallel, the inside is very spacious, after Yang Zhuo entered, it was only then that there were even wine utensils in this carriage, which was really well prepared

"Mr. Wu is very good at enjoying it," Yang Zhuo saw this and praised

"The immortal master has won the award, this is a specialty of my Jiyuan City, Qianhong Brew, the immortal master, please taste it" Wu Zuyuan said, and poured a cup for Yang Zhuo

Yang Zhuo was not polite, took the wine glass and tasted it carefully

"How, I don't know if this thousand red brews can still enter the eyes of the immortal master?" Wu Zuyuan looked at Yang Zhuo eagerly and asked

"Yes, in terms of the quality of the wine alone, this wine can be called a fine wine, it seems that it took a lot of effort to make this wine in the first place," Yang Zhuo nodded slightly in approval

Seeing that Yang Zhuo praised this thousand red wine, Wu Zuyuan immediately said with a smile on his face, "Since the immortal master likes this thousand red wine, he will get home later, just use it."

When Yang Zhuo heard this, he hummed slightly, and then stopped talking, although this Qianhong wine can also be called a good wine, but Yang Zhuo has tasted the wine is no longer known to the world, not to mention that this kind of water wine made by mortals is the spirit wine brewed by immortal cultivators, Yang Zhuo has also tasted a lot, yes, Yang Zhuo did not take Wu Zuyuan's words to heart

However, Yang Zhuo didn't look at this, but Wu Zuyuan's attitude and mind, at least in terms of Wu Zuyuan's attitude towards himself, it was still good

Although Yang Zhuo is really, this is Wu Zuyuan's request for himself, but people are like this, many times, even if they know the other party's purpose, it is impossible to completely reject others thousands of miles away

The carriage sped through the bustling streets, into an alley, and finally stopped in front of a gate

Along the way, when the pedestrians on the road saw the carriage where Yang Zhuo was, they all cast a look of awe, which made Yang Zhuo a little curious about the prestige of the Wu family in Jiyuan City

The carriage stopped, Wu Zuyuan got out of the car first, and led Yang Zhuo in front

Yang Zhuo did not doubt him, followed Wu Zuyuan into the Wu family, but saw a very large courtyard appeared in front of his eyes, this courtyard is full of blue bricks and red tiles, a rockery at the door blocked the view, behind the rockery, there is a huge lotus pond, the lotus flowers in the pond are in full bloom, the breeze is blowing, in such weather, it seems to be interesting

The scenery of the whole courtyard is also unique, it looks very good, obviously the original designer of this courtyard is a very clever craftsman, on the other hand, it naturally reflects that the Wu family is indeed very rich, and the ordinary tyrant family is different

Wu Zuyuan took Yang Zhuo all the way through the triple courtyard, and then entered a quiet courtyard, waiting for Yang Zhuo to enter a furnished room

"Immortal Master, please stay here for a while, Zu Yuan will come when he goes" After serving tea, Wu Zu said from afar

Yang Zhuo had nothing to do, and then nodded slightly

Seeing this, Wu Zuyuan immediately turned over and walked out of the room, heading towards another courtyard, Yang Zhuo's divine sense glanced slightly, and then he no longer paid attention, but carefully observed the furnishings in this room

But there was a painting on the east wall, which showed a majestic tiger, standing on the top of the mountain, looking back, a kingly spirit was undoubtedly revealed

The painter's pen power is very strong, not only the tiger painting vivid, but also the momentum of the beast king is vividly rendered, as if the next moment, the tiger will come to life and jump out of the drawing paper

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo couldn't help but be secretly surprised, such a high painter is really rare, if this painter's pen power is used in the art of making talismans, I am afraid that the probability of success will be much higher

Although most of the talismans rely on the monk's comprehension ability and the quality of the materials, many people ignore one point, that is, the pen power of drawing talismans, although this force is very ordinary, but many people usually fail to make talismans because of this

However, because the monks generally make only some commonly used talismans, the requirements for pen power are not high, but Yang Zhuo knows that this talisman, the more advanced it is, the higher the requirements for the monk's pen power, because the more high-level talismans, the more complicated they are, if the pen power is not enough, it will often fall short in the end

Therefore, many talisman masters in the immortal cultivation world are often accomplished painters

Slowly admiring the painting in front of him, Yang Zhuo carefully observed how the painting was handled in some details, so as to corroborate each other with the talisman making technique he understood, so that Yang Zhuo had a lot of experience

I really didn't expect to get such an experience in this place, Yang Zhuo couldn't help but secretly rejoice, after all, such a realization is unattainable for monks, and he is lucky to have this realization here

Seeing the place, Yang Zhuo couldn't help but stroke his palms and exclaimed, "Wonderful, really wonderful"

"The immortal master likes Xiao Lao'er's painting?" A clear voice came

Yang Zhuo turned to look, but saw that it was an old man in a blue robe and a cane

"This painting was made by my father-in-law? I don't know how to call it? Yang Zhuo said in slight surprise

"Yes, this painting is the old man's old work, the old man Wu Nian" the old man replied neither humbly nor arrogantly

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo became more and more curious about this old man who called himself Wu Nian, after knowing that he was a monk, a mortal did not have the slightest awe, but was so peaceful, which was the only thing he had seen in his life

"What did you do in the old days? Do you know what my husband has done in recent years, can you take a look at it from the next one? Yang Zhuo was slightly stunned, and then asked, after all, what the old man said should be true, and he didn't lie to his own reason, in the past, the old work of SAIC and Ang himself had so many feelings, not to mention the recent work, the painter has always been old and strong, the more skilled the painter, when he is older, the more profound his utilitarianism in the painting

"If the immortal master likes it, you can put this painting away, if you want to see the new work, please come with me" The old man said, and then turned around and went out, Yang Zhuo followed closely

After passing through several porches, a secluded courtyard appeared, and the old man entered it and led Yang Zhuo into a room

On the walls of this house, there are all vivid and unique paintings, including landscapes, figures, flowers and birds, etc., these paintings, all of which are fine, and it can be seen that they are all from the hands of one person

This is not counting, there are still many unopened painting scrolls on the desk in that room, and it will not be bad to think that it will not be bad, after all, although Yang Zhuo has never practiced painting before, but where the taste is placed, naturally he will not regard those defective paintings as high-grade

However, these are nothing, and the most attractive thing in the whole room is undoubtedly a picture of a beautiful woman placed on the desk, which is only half drawn

Although only half of the painting is completed, the woman's face is clearly visible, and the eye waves are moving, as if she is about to come to life, and the beauty is on the paper, making people unforgettable after a glance

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo secretly exclaimed, if these paintings were really painted by the old man, then the old man would be too surprised, even himself, facing the old man, he had to admire it!

At the moment of the painting, Yang Zhuo no longer cares about saying anything, but is immersed in the perception of these paintings...