On the wall of the moon cave, three young girls fell.

Li Zijin and Tomorrow Night each landed smoothly.

The white-haired old woman took a step forward, shrunk into inches and appeared next to the girl in a crow green robe, and then glared at Li Zijin fiercely······

If it weren't for the fact that this kid was really dedicated to saving people and didn't have any evil thoughts, the old woman would definitely not be able to spare him.

But in the end, it was Li Zijin who took advantage of her own young lady, and the white-haired old woman was really more and more unpleasant to look at Li Zijin now, and she couldn't wait to poke the young man out of ten feet away with a cane, and the farther away from the young lady, the better.

Li Zijin was a little weak-hearted, so he could only turn his head and not look at Ming Ye and the old woman.

The girl Hongshao rushed over as soon as Li Zijin appeared, "Senior brother!"

He pampered his little junior sister's head, and asked with a smile: "Hong Shao, didn't you let you go back to Yu Xiaozhu first, why did you stay here and not leave?"

She and Yun Meng, the white-haired old woman, and Qi Changsheng of the Cangyun Sword Sect guarded the city wall of this Lanyue Cave all night together.

The other three, the lowest realm is a Jindan Earth Immortal, and staying awake all night is not worth mentioning to them at all.

However, her little junior sister Hong Shao has not yet embarked on the road of cultivation, and her body bones are too thin, petite and weak, and she can't resist the slightest wind.

The chill in autumn came unexpectedly, different from the overwhelming and menacing chill in winter.

It is the cold that vaguely invades the human body in autumn that makes people most susceptible to wind cold.

It's easy to hide from the cold, but it's hard to prevent it.

On the wall of the Heavenly City of the Lanyue Cave, except for a few Qi Refiners with quirky personalities, they were still standing at the head of the city, either closing their eyes to recuperate, or meditating on their cultivation, and the guests walked around.

I went back to my room to rest.

At this moment, the long night is about to dawn, but Hong Shao is still waiting, which is really distressing.

The girl's eyes were slightly red, so she just kept shaking her head and didn't speak, just in the small hole of the senior brother's picture scroll, it was dangerous.

Hong Shao saw it in his eyes, and he was worried, but he couldn't help his senior brother at all, so he kept looking anxious, and his face was not very good-looking.

Yun Meng looked at Li Zijin, who was wearing an ill-fitting robe, squinted and smiled: "You little junior sister, I am very worried about your safety. ”

The girl in a raven green robe was a little lost for no reason, and whispered to the white-haired old woman: "Mother-in-law, let's go." ”

The white-haired old woman snorted coldly, poked the ground with her crutches, and left Lanyue Cave with Ming Ye, and the two of them disappeared in place in an instant.

Qi Changsheng's figure flashed, and instantly appeared behind the bruised little junior brother in the air, and caught the unconscious Ding Yu steadily.

"Little junior brother, you have done a good job, you can't be better. A trace of pity flashed in Qi Changsheng's eyes, "Next time, don't be so good." ”

A young man in his arms, sleeping soundly.

I'm afraid I can't hear such gentle words from my senior brother.

The women's sword immortal Yunmeng flicked her fingers, and seven purple immortal pills flew towards Qi Changsheng, and the latter held it in the palm of her hand, "This is the Tianxiang Continuation Bone Pill, which treats sword wounds, and is a hundred times better than gold sore medicine, one pill a day, half of it is applied externally and half is taken internally, and it can be cured in less than seven days." ”

Qi Changsheng said gratefully: "Thank you Yun Mengqian... Thank you Yunmeng Sword Immortal for the medicine. ”

The woman smiled: "It's me who should say thank you, your little junior brother, it's good." ”

The implication is that Ding Yu was at that narrow intersection, forgetting his life and death to guard the body of the body for Ming Ye and Li Zijin, otherwise it would be too late to wait for the two of them to kill the tree demon outside the body, I am afraid that the body will be destroyed, and from then on he can only become a lonely soul and a wild ghost.

Speaking of which, Li Zijin and Tomorrow Night both owe Ding Yu a life.

Suddenly, there was a ripple on the heart lake of the female sword immortal Yunmeng.

Immediately, she added: "The one in Yanyulou said that when the Cangyun Sword Sect is in trouble in the future, Yanyulou can take action once and return Ding Yu's favor." ”

That is one of the top ten sects in the world, Qi Changsheng was flattered, and was about to shake his head to refuse, but he never thought that Yun Meng waved his hand at him, and said with an indifferent smile: "The immortals on the mountain, the most lacking fireworks in the world, the Cangyun Sword Sect and the Yanyu Building can make friends with incense, it is a good thing for both parties, you don't have to be polite." ”

Qi Changsheng nodded at this time, and on the spot, he first used his fingers as a sword, smashed a Tianxiang Continuation Bone Pill, and according to the female sword immortal Yunmeng, twisted half of it into powder, applied it to various wounds on Ding Yu's body, and fed the other half of the Tianxiang Continuation Bone Pill into Ding Yu's mouth.

When Qi Changsheng unveiled Ding Yu's robe and sprinkled medicinal powder on the young man's bloody wound, the girl Hongshao saw this shocking scene, and couldn't bear to look at it, so she immediately turned her head and looked aside.

Li Zijin took a step forward, clasped his fists towards Qi Changsheng and said: "Although I am not from a famous and decent family, and I dare not compare with Yanyu Building, I am also willing to contribute my meager strength to the Cangyun Sword Sect." In the future, if there is a place to be in the place, even if I open my mouth, whether it is a flying sword to send a message, or a messenger to send a message, as long as I am in the world, I will definitely arrive. ”

Qi Changsheng nodded.

"Let's go. Li Zijin turned his head and looked at the girl in white, Hong Shao, with a smile. The latter immediately smiled and followed behind the senior brother.

Senior brothers and sisters, they crossed the barrier of the Moon Cave Heaven together and returned to the Sleepless Mountain.

After Qi Changsheng temporarily used the Tianxiang Continuation Bone Pill as his extremely weak junior brother Ding Yu to stop bleeding and heal his injuries, he said goodbye to the female sword immortal Yunmeng, carried Ding Yu on his back, and stepped out of the enchantment.

The woman who remained alone was dressed in a veil.

Under the tulle, the smile faded away.

Senior brother, junior brother.

Senior brother, little junior sister.

All excellent.

She casually put away the landscape map and finally took a closer look.

This uninherited work of Wu Daozi actually gave birth to a tree demon, Yunmeng was a little surprised.

It stands to reason that a saint who has been enlightened and sanctified, how can a monster spirit be born in his paintings?

However, there was still one thing that made Yun Meng suddenly remember.

After entering the sainthood, he once spent a lot of fairy money and bought back thousands of paintings from the bookstores in the world when he was poor and destitute.

Some people say that the painting saint Wu Daozi painted tens of thousands of paintings in his lifetime, so he can enter the Tao with painting.

Some people also say that far more than 10,000 paintings, but 100,000 million paintings, the reason why the painting saint is a painting saint is because there are so many paintings, so many are incredible, so that they can be "poor Danqing wonderful".

Those hand-me-down works of Wu Daozi, except for the three most well-known paintings, "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls", "Ming Emperor's Viewing of Horses", and "Sending Children to Heavenly Kings", are almost impossible to copy.

In fact, most of the paintings of the painter saint are copied privately by amazing and brilliant painters, and then secretly sold on the black market with fake and real ones.

Among them, there are some Qi refiners who are proficient in the way of Danqing, because they are not good at killing, they can only work pen and ink, and in order to make a living, they use magical magic techniques to copy the paintings of the painting saint.

The paintings they copied were lifelike and authentic.

Sell it to the black market, you can get a lot of fairy money, and then sell it from the black market to those nobles in the secular dynasty who like vassal elegance.

Those children of the family, princes and nobles, businessmen who have no eye to appreciate calligraphy and painting, but have made the local business very large.

Even some concubines in the palace secretly used precious jewelry such as gold branches and jade leaves, gold bracelets and jade pendants rewarded by the king to buy "masterpieces" from the black market and treasure them.

There are also some more favored concubines who can justifiably spend money to buy these "masterpieces of painting".

For example, Concubine Ji of Yan Kingdom openly took the night pearl rewarded by King Yan and bought a so-called "Golden Bridge Map", and later King Yan accidentally bumped into that Concubine Ji watching the Golden Bridge Picture in the dormitory.

King Yan smiled and said that it was a fake, Concubine Ji didn't believe it, so King Yan took her to the basement of Yan Kingdom, which was originally a forbidden place for concubines, where there were many little-known treasures and fairy money. It is the financial background of a Yan country.

Of course, King Yan knew that it was a fake, because the original work of the Golden Bridge had long been bought by him and stored in the basement of Yan Kingdom.

In a situation where the world is full of painting fakes, the female sword fairy Yunmeng had to start re-examining the landscape painting in her hand.

Is it the real thing, or is it a fake?

Just when Yun Meng was thinking about what the world said, about the painting saint Wu Daozi, who entered the Tao with painting, how many thousands of paintings he painted in his life.

In Guanlan Cave, there is an old man with white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, who paints in the clouds with a pen, and feels something.

The old man smiled: "Contemptible life, painting a painting, that's it." ”

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Li Zijin woke up from sleep, and it was already past noon, and he suddenly remembered that he was looking for an opportunity in the small cave of the small cave to paint the picture scroll of Saint Wu Daozi yesterday, and missed the time to go to the long street of the restaurant in the sleepless city at night to drink for the old man in the library.

At this time, the young man could only slap himself on the head, turned over and got up, and didn't even have time to tidy up his clothes, so he lifted the wine gourd, put the Cuiqu sword behind him, and rushed out of the door.

When leaving Langyu Xiaozhu, the young man's figure paused for a moment.

He saw a young girl outside the corridor in the distance, among the strange-looking and fragrant fairy flowers and plants.

She pinned a hosta in the shape of a koi carp on her head, red and white, and was dressed in white.

Outside the long corridor, among the flowers and plants of the fairy family, the sword dance is non-stop.

At the same time, on Yunxia Mountain, where the waterfall flows backwards into the sky and fairies gather, there is also a young girl, with a ponytail, and her face is delicate, and there is a heroic competition.

The girl will only sit quietly in the room, reading, writing and painting.

Instead, it "moved".

Lu Zhixing held the Yanxia Sword with the continuous flow of the sword body, and was repeatedly practicing the introductory swordsmanship of Yunxia Mountain.

Although this swordsmanship is only the foundation of Yunxia Mountain's swordsmanship, it has an extremely beautiful name.

Accumulation.

For some reason, the girl who suddenly wanted to practice swordsmanship really collected the beauty of a Yunxia Mountain in her own body.

It is quite a peerless appearance.

Maybe it's still thinking about it.

Maybe it's the girl's spring.

Who knows.

What's even more troublesome is that at this moment, there is still a girl who has faded her crow blue robe and replaced it with her favorite black clothes.

Under the waterfall, Ming Ye's face was gloomy, and he cut off the water with a sword.

It's a pity that the water is more flowing, and the sorrow is even more sorrowful.