This is Cheng Yun's thirteenth year in Luoyang City, and in the past few years, Chu Yunxuan has never sold a single painting again.

The paintings that Cheng Yun painted a few years ago have become rare treasures, and Cheng Yun has already said that he will not sell another painting, but this has made more and more people come to Chu Yunxuan to buy Cheng Yun's paintings, and some of them even have a high price of 100,000 gold, and Cheng Yun has never agreed.

"Uncle Cheng, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival, my father asked me to take you and Uncle Yun over to enjoy the moon and drink!" In Cheng Yun's shop, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came in, he was the son of the shopkeeper of Tailai Building, Wang Feng.

The voice of the shopkeeper Wang of Tailai Lou is getting louder and louder, it was originally just a small restaurant famous for its fragrance of thousands of miles, and now it has become a very prestigious wine shop in Luoyang City, and the shopkeeper Wang set the address of the new store opposite Cheng Yun Chu Yunxuan's store.

Every festival, the shopkeeper Wang has to send his son to invite Cheng Yun to celebrate the festival together, his old mother, who died three years ago, told her son before her death that her son should repay Cheng Yun well.

Cheng Yun smiled at Wang Feng, took out a candy from the counter, and handed it to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng quickly took the candy, looked at Cheng Yun with a smile and said, "Thank you, Uncle Cheng, you can come early later, if you come late, Daddy should blame me again." ”

Cheng Yun nodded and said, "Yun Wuji, you send Wang Feng over and tell the shopkeeper Wang that I will be there later." ”

Yun Wujian took Wang Feng to the Tailai Building, Cheng Yun closed the door of the store, and then came to the Tailai Building.

"Hey, shopkeeper Cheng, please come in quickly!" The shopkeeper in Tailai Building is no longer the person he used to be, and this new junior is a sharp-eyed person. When he saw Cheng Yun walking in, he immediately greeted him.

"Fill me with gourd. Cheng Yun took out his wine gourd, Xiao Er took the wine gourd, and immediately made a gourd of wine and handed it to Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun took out a piece of gold from his waist, took the gourd, and gave it to Xiao Er.

"Thank you for the reward, shopkeeper Cheng, please go upstairs. The shopkeeper and the proprietress are already waiting for you in the private room. The shopkeeper quietly put away the gold, every time Cheng Yun came, he was generous, so he was also very enthusiastic about Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun walked upstairs leisurely, Tailai Lou is now one of the best restaurants in Luoyang City, on the top floor, there is a private room reserved for Cheng Yun, only open to Cheng Yun alone, the shopkeeper Wang and his wife have been waiting in the private room for a long time.

"The king's shopkeeper. Long waiting. The shopkeeper Wang and his wife were sitting upright, Yun Wujian was playing with Wang Feng, and when he saw Cheng Yun coming, Yun Wujian also stopped playing with Wang Feng, he closed the door of the private room and stood behind Cheng Yun.

"Where is the shopkeeper Cheng, if there is no shopkeeper Cheng, I am afraid that my Tailai Building will be closed long ago, and where is there still what it looks like today. Shopkeeper Wang stood up and personally poured wine for Cheng Yun.

Since Tailai Lou moved to the opposite side of Chu Yunxuan. Every few days, Cheng Yun would go to Tailai Building for a few drinks. After going there a few times, he thought that the wine in Tailai Lou was too bad, so he left a pot of cold spirit wine to the king's shopkeeper, and ordered him to add a drop to each vat of wine.

The shopkeeper Wang knew Cheng Yun's identity as an immortal, and did Cheng Yun's instructions correctly, and as a result, he added a new wine of Hanling Wine. Compared with the most famous Wanli fragrance of Tailai Building, it is more brilliant, and it has spread its reputation in Luoyang City for a while, which is also the reason why Tailai Building's business is getting bigger and bigger.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, I want Feng'er to learn Danqing from you, do you think it's okay?" Shopkeeper Wang poured another glass of wine for Cheng Yun. looked at Cheng Yun.

The shopkeeper Wang said that Mingli asked Wang Feng to learn painting, but in fact, he wanted Wang Feng to learn from Cheng Yun and become an immortal like Cheng Yun, which Cheng Yun knew well.

"He doesn't want to learn, and he can't. Cheng Yun didn't drink the wine poured by the shopkeeper Wang, but picked up his own wine gourd and poured himself a drink.

Shopkeeper Wang stopped talking, he knew that if Cheng Yun didn't agree, then there was really no chance.

"Like me, it may not be a blessing, inheriting your Tailai Building, this child at least has no worries about food and clothing. Cheng Yun took a sip of wine and said to the shopkeeper Wang.

"Sooner or later, the ancestral industry will fail, if you have a skill, most of the world can go. "The shopkeeper Wang wants Wang Feng to cultivate, in his opinion, this is a matter of glory to the ancestors.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, you can accept Feng'er, he is smart and tight, and he will definitely not embarrass Shopkeeper Cheng. "Shopkeeper Wang's wife is a rich lady, he knows her husband's respect for Cheng Yun, and at this moment he is also helping her husband persuade Mileage Yun to come.

Cheng Yun picked up the wine poured by the shopkeeper and drank it slowly, this wine was mixed with a drop of cold spirit wine, making it more mellow and fragrant, he was the person with the best amount of wine, and he would get drunk if he couldn't drink a few glasses, Cheng Yun drank the wine and looked at the shopkeeper Wang.

"If the boy wishes, I can take him in. Cheng Yun was silent for a moment before relenting.

"Feng'er, Uncle Cheng asks you, what do you want to do in the future?" Cheng Yun put down his wine glass and asked Wang Feng.

Wang Feng, who was biting a piece of roast chicken, hurriedly spit out the bones in his mouth and said vaguely: "My father said it, if you want to be a person like Uncle Cheng, draw a picture, and it is worth a year of business for my family." ”

Cheng Yun is respected as a painting fairy, a painting is worth 10,000 gold, and now after sealing the pen, it is even more difficult to find a painting of Cheng Yun for 100,000 gold, but it is really as this child said, selling a painting is worth a year's business in Tailai Building.

"If Uncle Cheng tells you that to learn this painting, you have to learn a Jiazi, so that you can be like Uncle Cheng, a thousand gold, a painting of ten thousand gold, do you still want to learn?" Wang Feng was taught by the shopkeeper Wang and his mother to say this, Cheng Yun smiled slightly, and asked again.

"Uncle Cheng, how long is Yijiazi?" Wang Feng wiped his mouth and asked Cheng Yun with wide eyes.

"Sixty years!" Cheng Yun poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

"Sixty years! Daddy, Uncle Cheng, then I won't study! People are old, and it would be best to be a shopkeeper like my father and sit and collect money. Wang Feng was just a young man with a weak mind, and when he was bluffed by Cheng Yun, he immediately said that what he really wanted to do was to be the shopkeeper. He has completely forgotten his father's commands.

"Yes, it's good to be a shopkeeper, Uncle Cheng is like this, it's not good. Cheng Yun laughed heartily, he touched Wang Feng's head, and drank several glasses of wine in a row.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Wang and his wife stopped mentioning this matter, but just kept pouring wine for Cheng Yunjia.

Full of wine and food, Shopkeeper Wang personally sent Cheng Yun back to Chu Yunxuan.

"The king's shopkeeper. You and I finally got acquainted, and I will protect you for three generations of glory and wealth. Cheng Yun opened his slightly closed eyes and said to the shopkeeper Wang who turned to leave.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, thank you!" Shopkeeper Wang turned his head and respectfully hugged his fists to thank him, he knew that after Cheng Yun was an immortal, he had always been respectful, and he strictly guarded the secret that Cheng Yun was an immortal. Today finally got a promise from Cheng Yun.

"Take that painting on the wall, take it away. Cheng Yun pointed to a painting on the wall. On the painting, it was the king's shopkeeper's family.

Shopkeeper Wang looked at Cheng Yun's gaze, and the three people on the painting were lifelike, as if they were about to come out of the painting, and at a glance, they knew that they were Cheng Yun's products.

"Thank you!" the shopkeeper carefully removed the painting. Over the years, although Cheng Yun no longer sells paintings, he will give him one every year.

After the shopkeeper Wang left, Cheng Yun walked to the counter and sharpened the ink. A portrait of the king's family was painted again, and it was hung back on the wall.

There are no less than 100 portraits on the walls of Chu Yunxuan, each portrait is a person whom Cheng Yun knows, Chu Yi, Chu Duyun, the High Priest of the Water Moon Clan, Elder Zhao, Elder Han, Mo Fei, and Xiao Long, all of whom were painted by Cheng Yunxuan, Cheng Yun is in Chu Yunxuan, facing this portrait, it will make him have an illusion that he is still in the Water Moon Clan, and he is still living with his clansmen.

Cultivating to surpass the Holy Soul Realm, Cheng Yun couldn't draw it completely, he only left their eyes to depict it.

"The first man I killed was Devit"

Cheng Yun put pen to paper and drew the dead Di Han, which was the first person he killed in his life.

"Then, there are the cadres of the Di Qing clan, and Di Lang, who is in Jinkui City, who is fighting to the death with me."

"Outside the city of Jinkui, a group of monks who want to take my treasure and besiege and kill"

"In Panlong Mountain, Wang Jing and others"

"Killing in Thunder Prison. ”

"Nine Lines, the Killing of the Extermination"

Cheng Yun slowly looked back on the past, and he suddenly found that there were no longer a few people he had killed in his life.

The people who were killed by Cheng Yun were all drawn by Cheng Yun, and unconsciously, Cheng Yun had drawn thousands of portraits, looking at the portraits, Cheng Yun's heart was filled with the scene of killing them again.

"The last person I killed was Wuxing of the Wuru tribe. Cheng Yun's brush slowly fell, and he painted the last person he had killed.

"They provoke me, this is the cause, and they are killed by me, this is the cause. ”

Cheng Yun looked at these portraits, and gradually had a trace of realization in his heart.

In his eyes, the power of the blood eyes, which had not appeared for a long time, also appeared, and after reaching the advanced level of cultivation, the power of the blood eyes had lost its effect.

"The power of the blood eye is the supernatural power that deprives the living soul of the right to live, the birth of the living soul is the origin, and I die by the reflection of the power of the blood eye, this is the fate of extinction, life and death, but it is a dependent origin and annihilation. ”

"The ancestors of our clan often said that if a person is born like a dream, if a person is born as a dream, a dream is the origin, and when the dream wakes up, it is the fate to perish!"

"Everything in this world has cause and effect, cause is dependent origination, and effect is dependent extinction!"

The light in Cheng Yun's eyes became more and more prosperous, and he had a trace of understanding of his life's experience, and this realization was fate! It was the cause and extinction of fate, and it was karma.

Under this realization, Cheng Yun only felt that a force suddenly appeared in his body, this power was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Origin!" Cheng Yun snorted lightly, this power is the origin! Cheng Yun has the origin of a sword, so he can tell that this is the power of the origin.

But this power only appeared for a moment, and then it disappeared immediately.

"My cultivation is not enough. Cheng Yun sighed slightly, if his cultivation reached the peak of the Scorching Sun Realm, it would only take a moment for him to reach the Holy Soul Realm with this understanding, the power of this origin.

"I'm ninety percent sure that I've stepped into the Holy Soul Realm. Cheng Yun closed his eyes, he had already promised the old man to go to the virtual hall of the Dayu Palace, so he did not take advantage of the appearance of that trace of origin to continue to understand, he let go of this opportunity.

Cheng Yun took out the origin of the sword, and the origin of the sword turned into substance, like a sharp small sword appearing on Cheng Yun's palm, Cheng Yun could clearly feel that with the origin of this sword, he could reach the Holy Soul Realm.

"No matter which of the four methods of entering the Formation and Gaining Enlightenment, the ultimate goal is to turn the fate into the source! Only by obtaining the power of the origin can the Holy Soul Realm be achieved!" At this time, Cheng Yun had already seen through the key to breaking through the Blazing Sun Realm to the Holy Soul Realm.

Fate is also the source!

The reason why the Holy Soul Realm cultivator is the most divine and holy, and the reason why he is reborn is precisely because after the fate is formed, he can obtain the power of the origin!

"The origin of the edge, the origin of the sword, these two paths are not my fate. "The trace of origin power that Cheng Yun realized before is the origin of the origin, he has realized in the process of the origin and extinction of the fate again and again, but Cheng Yun clearly knows that this fate is not his own fate, his fate has not yet come.

Putting down the pen, the light in Cheng Yun's eyes quickly disappeared, and he seemed to have become the ordinary shopkeeper again, and the thousands of paintings he painted were all dissipated in an instant. (To be continued......)