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Early in the morning of the second day, Qin Xuan's prince had already arrived in a hurry. Wu Ming had already prepared, and when he came, he went to the palace with him after a few words of greeting.

Linjiang Palace's Ruyi Fang at the west gate of Jiutian City, in terms of modern people's thinking, belongs to the villa area of the rich. One by one, the big courtyards were next to each other, and all the way over, there were several palaces that Wu Ming saw, not to mention the mansions of officials, which could be seen everywhere.

It is rumored that the king of Linjiang is rich and rivals the country, but that is just heard. When Wu Ming really stepped in, the layout design like a palace really stunned him. From the gate to the main hall, the avenue of thirty or forty meters was all made of white jade, and the white ground made Wu Ming a little unbearable to step on it. The yellow-green glazed tiles on the roof, the big red pillars that can only be hugged by two people, the flower garden is divided into four large pieces one after another, and there are all kinds of strange flowers and plants planted in it, even the Biling grass, which is waving in the wind, emitting some green light that is not bright enough, and looking at the new soil next to him, Wu Ming secretly thought that the Biling grass he gave him last time was dug out of their flower garden?

Farther away, the pavilions and pavilions behind are faintly visible, and the rockery boulders are placed regularly.

The seats at home are made of cork, and there is no such hard feeling as it is when you sit on it, and it is not as soft as the sofa, but it does have a comfortable taste.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a painting of a tiger descending the mountain, in the painting is a white tiger, several black markings on the huge tiger's head form a unique 'king' character, a pair of tiger eyes are blazing, with a deep gaze staring at Wu Ming, the hair on the body is extremely clear, like a living thing. Even Wu Ming was dumbfounded, even if it was taken by a camera, it would look like this? Is this still a painting? Even Gu Kaizhi may not be able to have this level, right? Especially the white tiger faintly revealed a domineering spirit, and after watching it for a long time, he would feel like he wanted to be convinced.

From the moment he entered the door, Wu Ming was as shocked as Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, it was too shocking. The luxury of the ancients is no worse than that of the modern people. And even more. Who can pave the road with white jade? Who can have those strange flowers and plants worth a thousand gold in the flower garden? At most, they will buy them and take care of them wholeheartedly. Who would grow it like that? There are calligraphy, paintings, and chairs, although there are not many embellishments, but this is the aristocracy, unlike the kind of nouveau riche who needs money to buy a lot of luxury goods and put them out to show off the wealth of his family, as far as he can see everywhere in front of him, he is already rich and powerful, not to mention the treasures of his family.

"Doctor Wu, this picture of the white tiger descending the mountain was brought by my father to the immortal in the painting. Originally, when the fairy in the painting painted this white tiger, he was reluctant to put the finishing touch, which was already very brilliant, but my father pleaded, so he put his eyes on it. And these two points make this painting have a kind of white tiger momentum, and it becomes extremely perfect. It is my father's favorite thing, and it has always hung here for outsiders to admire. How is it, how does Doctor Wu feel?" Speaking of the White Tiger Diagram, even if he saw Qin Xuan, he couldn't help but be proud.

Wu Ming nodded, the shock of this picture to him was really too great, if it was said that the front door was shocked by the rich luxury of the Linjiang Palace, it can be seen that this picture is visible. He was even more shocked by who the person who painted it, but he only looked at it a few times. I felt a domineering aura rushing to my face, as well as the unique sharp gold aura of the white tiger. It seems to be going to pierce your own heart.

This painting is really perfect!

"Who is the immortal in this painting?" Wu Ming asked, the person who can paint such a work is afraid that he is the top person in the world. Even when Emperor Qin saw it, he would also pay respect.

"The fairy in the painting is a good friend of my father. To be honest, I haven't seen it either, maybe I saw it when I was a child, but I don't have any memory at that time, I only know that there is such an elder in Ludao. How does it feel?" Qin Xuan explained with a smile.

"I see, I really wish I could meet this senior, this painting is really perfect. I've seen a lot of lifelike paintings, and I may have such an amazing temperament, but this is the first time I've seen them, and there even seems to be a sense of Tao in them. Wu Ming exclaimed, the shock in his heart really can't be explained, anyone who sees this picture of the white tiger descending the mountain will emit such emotion.

"Hehe, in fact, this painting is not the best. The picture of the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon hanging in my uncle's imperial study is a peerless masterpiece left by the immortal predecessors in the painting. It is said that it was a painting made by the predecessors who copied the dragon dragon soaring for nine days, and I have only seen it once, and the shock at that time was even worse than that of you now. My cousin watched that picture, and then created a golden dragon to break the sky. Qin Xuan said with a smile.

"Yes, if you have a chance, you really want to take a good look at it!" Wu Ming was curious in his heart, what was that Nine Heavens Divine Dragon Diagram like? There was still someone who could look at a painting and realize the exercises? Was it because the genius of the Qin clan was too powerful, or was that painting too magical?

Seeing Wu Ming pondering, Qin Xuan opened his mouth and said, "Brother Wu, please come up to the mansion this time, firstly, to thank you for curing Lao Xie." Two, I have one more request!"

Wu Ming didn't ask what the request was, but said with a smile: "Shizi joke, what Brother Wu, the younger brother is seventeen years old this year, I'm afraid it's even younger than the Shizi, I don't have a word, you just call Wu Ming." ”

Qin Xuan smiled elegantly, "That's true, but Wu Ming, don't call you any Shizi, we can be regarded as friends when we talk about it, just call me Zimo, my surname is Qin Mingxuan, Zimo." ”

"Ha Luha, okay, since Brother Zimo can afford to be below, the younger brother is better to be respectful. Wu Ming said with a smile.

At this time, a servant brought tea and water.

Wu Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip, there was no unique bitter taste of tea, but a fragrance suddenly filled his nose and mouth, and the pores of his body opened up, and the whole person seemed to be refreshed a lot.

"Good tea!"

After being disturbed by this, Qin Xuan brought up the old words again. Wu Ming thought he heard it and asked with a smile. Qin Xuan thought about it for a while, and didn't know where to start, Wu Ming was not in a hurry to drink tea.

"It's a long story. In this case, I will take you to meet someone first. After speaking, Qin Xuan got up and led the way.

Wu Ming said secretly, I'm afraid I'm going to see the King of Linjiang, right? It seems that the meat drama is coming!

Follow Qin Xuan in, the backyard of Linjiang Wangfu is displayed in front of Wu Ming, a path one or two meters wide leads in, there are rockeries and boulders on both sides, walking hundreds of meters, a stone bridge several meters long appeared in front of Wu Ming's eyes, and a stream of water flows through and flows into a pond covering an area of more than ten acres. Because it was winter, the lotus leaves in the pond had withered, but you can imagine what it would be like in summer.

After crossing the stone bridge, a moon gate appeared.

Qin Xuan shouted, "Xuan'er asks to see his father!"

"So you're here? Who will I be! Come in!" A voice inside was flat and emotionless, as if the person who was seeking to see was not his son, but just an ordinary person who knew each other.

Qin Xuan asked Wu Ming: "The one inside is my father, that is, the king of Linjiang of this generation. Brother Wu comes with me. ”

"Well, okay!" Wu Ming nodded.

Entering the Moon Gate, it seems to be another world, with ancient trees and sky, moss in the corners, and ancient houses are similar to ordinary people's houses. Wu Ming felt as if he had walked into his own courtyard, which had nothing to do with the resplendor he saw in front of the Linjiang Palace. There were two people sitting at a stone table, one was a middle-aged man dressed in gray, but his temples were already white, and there were a lot of gray hairs scattered on his head, this should be Qin Xuan's father, King Linjiang. Sitting on the other side was an old monk dressed in white, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his white eyebrows were down to his chin. And behind the old monk, there was a young monk, and when Wu Ming saw him, the monk actually folded his hands and performed a Buddhist salute to Wu Ming: "Donor, don't come to harm! I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." ”

"Master of the Void Ring, let's meet again!" Wu Ming smiled bitterly, which one is this singing?

The old monk suddenly looked up at Wu Ming and said, "You are Doctor Wu of Bao Zhilin?"

"Faxu Zen Master is fine, the kid is polite!" No matter what, after all, this old monk is also a lot old, Wu Ming clasped his fists and bowed respectfully.

"Covering the sky and jade in my body? But this momentum can't be stopped, it's really terrifying in the afterlife, terrifying in the future! No wonder it can make my disciple wake up, the old monk is here to thank you. Zen Master Faxu nodded with a smile, and then looked at the chess game on the stone table.

"You don't need to say much, you have to wait in advance!" said King Linjiang without raising his head, his eyes still staring at the chess game.

Qin Xuan followed his words and smiled bitterly at Wu Ming silently, his eyes full of apologies.

To be honest, Qin Xuan, the prince of Linjiang, has no frame at all, which is one of the reasons why Wu Ming is willing to make friends. However, he was also a little curious about King Linjiang, seeing that he looked good, and he didn't look like an injured person, could it be that his original guess was wrong?

The two of them played chess very slowly, and Wu Ming always had an illusion when he looked at the black and white on the chessboard, as if he was not playing chess, but fighting. However, for Wu Ming, who is not very good at Go, it doesn't mean much, and he looks a little sleepy. But fortunately, the chess game was slow, but Wu Ming was close to the end when he came.

"It seems that it is still a master's trick, Qin has lost! But that matter, it is absolutely impossible to mention it again. King Linjiang got up and said with a cold face.

Zen Master Faxu didn't seem to mind, stood up and said, "Since Master Qin said so, the poor monk will come to visit another day." This time, the poor monk and my apprentice will stay until after the conference, and if the benefactor changes his mind, he can come to me!"

The old monk was still grinning, not angry, not angry. Then he looked at Wu Ming and said: "Little donor, listen to my empty precept disciple, you have a relationship with my Buddha, if there is a chance, we can talk." Buddhism is so profound that you can learn even if you don't have to be a Buddhist. ”

When Wu Ming heard this, he quickly shook his head and said, "I'm still young, and I still can't understand the Zen principles of that kind of meditation, so thank you so much to Zen Master Faxu." (To be continued.) )