After returning to the inn, everyone bathed and changed clothes according to men and women, and rested in the two rooms for an hour.

When they reassembled, the sun had already set in the west, and Ye Ling had been tossing in the tomb for a whole day.

The innkeeper bought Garcia suitable new clothes, and bought food from the local restaurant, and everyone prepared a delicious meal in the private room of the inn.

This meal was a celebration of the success of today's operation and a welcome ceremony for the new members of the team.

And three to ...... In a few days, everyone will leave for Aoxue City, and the frequent attacks of the Mountain Ghost Clan will be a problem for Ye Ling and the entire Hongyuan Empire.

Xiaotang sorted out a new hairstyle for Garcia, and also matched her with a suitable outfit, she had just finished bathing, sitting there, like a hibiscus out of the water, which made people itch.

After spending a few hours with Xiaotang, the two quickly became acquainted, and now they are like sisters, competing to sit together and talk about some girl topics such as clothes, jewelry, and rouge.

Ye Ling didn't bother them, as long as he could make Xiao Ya happier, he felt relaxed in his heart.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little drunk.

Zhang Bu obediently said amazingly: "Xiaotang, Jia Yong, you two will go through the withdrawal procedures tomorrow, you two will be my closed disciples in the future, I Zhang Bu will not accept other apprentices in this life." ”

"Oh. Xiaotang agreed very calmly.

Shi Shi heard this, but he was not calm, before this operation, Shi also mentioned similar ideas to Zhang Buyi, but Zhang Bucheng was blunt, and refused Jia Yong's request to accept the apprentice on the grounds of Jia Yong's lack of talent.

"Principal Zhang, have you really agreed to accept us as an apprentice?" Shi Shi confirmed as if he didn't quite believe it.

"Hmm. Zhang Buyi nodded and said, "Your child is average, but he is brave, in this operation, although he only has a slight cultivation, but he has been brave again and again, but he also has the appearance of my youth." ”

In fact, Zhang Bu is not a genius, and when he reached the soul realm, he was ten years later than others.

To be able to reach the realm of the king of people that ordinary people can't reach, he relies more on hard work than talent.

As for the occasional adventure in middle age, washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow, and becoming a spiritual cultivator, it is another matter, and I will not go into detail here.

............

The next day, everyone returned to their normal routines, adjusted their condition, and prepared to go to Northwest Snow City.

Only Ye Ling got up early, and before dawn, he took the space bracelet and came to the open woods outside Gyeongju City.

In the woods, Ye Ling found a vacant lot, opened the map of mountains and rivers, and slowly entered the painting.

As soon as he entered the space in the painting, Ye Ling looked around and found himself standing in a wooden house.

The house is fragrant and neatly furnished, and it is not as cluttered as it was that day.

On the right hand, a rocking chair was slowly shaking, and the person sitting on the chair stood up and saluted Ye Ling.

"Xiaoxian Shen Jixuan, participate in the old-uh, the king of war. ”

At this time, there was no help, and Shen Jixuan still decided to call Ye Ling the king of war as a sign of respect.

"You're welcome, how are you recovering? Yesterday I got the best painter in town and gave you a good picture of the day. ”

Shen Jixuan opened his hand and said, "You have also seen it, the city has been roughly cleaned up, as for the valley, when you move the treasure house out, I will clean it up." ”

When Ye Ling heard this, he smiled meaningfully and said: "The treasure house will not be moved, if you have the strength, help me expand the treasure house a little more, I will move some of the family property in the near future." ”

"Huh?" Shen Jixuan said in surprise.

"Hmm. Ye Ling nodded, "It's not just family property, I also plan to make a copy of Ye Mansion here, how many living people can you fit in the painting now?"

Shen Jixuan stroked his chin seriously: "50 people, this is my limit now, I want to be back then-"

"50 people are enough. Ye Ling interrupted Shen Jixuan's reverie.

"King Ye Zhan, do you want to stay and have a sip of tea?" he said politely.

Ye Ling smiled and said, "What's the matter, I didn't say I was in a hurry to leave." ”

"Uh, this...... Hey. Shen Jixuan scratched his head in embarrassment.

After saying that, Ye Ling's face suddenly sank, and he said to Shen Jixuan very seriously: "Is Shen Jixuan's body still there?" Take me to see it." ”

"This!" The painting fairy in front of him suddenly turned white, as white as a piece of paper.

Shen Jixuan's corpse......

"War King, it turns out that you have long seen that I am not the Painting Immortal himself......" he bowed his head and said.

Ye Ling exhaled lightly and said, "Although I haven't seen Shen Jixuan himself, according to the Immortal Palace classics, among the three painting immortals, Shen Jixuan has the highest combat power, and compared to him, you are simply very different." "

"The real Shen Jixuan, is he dead?" Ye Ling asked again.

The fake painting fairy did not answer directly, but picked up the paintbrush in his hand, drew a portal in the air, and said, "War King, you come with me." ”

Stepping into the door, in front of Ye Ling's eyes, there was a corpse of a painting immortal lying calmly.

"He died resisting the invasion of the Mountain Ghost Clan. The fake painting fairy said sadly, "In order to protect those people in the painting." ”

"Those people he created himself?" Ye Ling asked.

The fake painting fairy nodded and didn't speak.

"Well done. Ye Ling said lightly.

As he looked up, Ye Ling asked the fake painting immortal, "What about you, who are you, why are you pretending to be him?"

The fake painting fairy shook his head helplessly and said, "I am the pen in his hand." ”

Ye Ling realized that the object that turned out to be an immortal had become a goblin.

"He's gone, I can't let his painting be taken away like this, if I don't pretend to be him and keep this painting, then this painting will rot sooner or later, and people will forget that there is such a person as Shen Jixuan. ”

"You are faithful. "Ye Ling pretended to draw immortals.

"This is not called loyalty, Shen Jixuan has no friends, he used to only regard his paintbrush as a friend, we can be regarded as friendship. ”

The two no longer communicated, and Ye Ling quietly accompanied the fake painting immortal and stood guard in front of Shen Jixuan's body for a while.

"I've got to go, I'll bring you some new friends in a few days. Ye Ling said.

Shen Jixuan clasped his hands and said, "Okay, the little demon is waiting again." ”

Ye Ling smiled slightly, and said: "If a mortal dies, he can re-enter reincarnation, and when an immortal dies, his soul will be extinguished, and there is no original Shen Jixuan in this world, from now on, I will give you this name, I hope you will practice hard in the future, and don't take the evil path." ”

With that, Ye Ling turned around and left.

Behind him, he only heard the fake painting fairy "plop" and knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "Little demon, thank King Zhan for his name!"

"It doesn't matter. Ye Lingyang raised his hand, "You are busy, I'll go first." ”