Tang Qian was also helpless: "I'm not your benefactor. ”

He Mingyi was very docile: "Good benefactor." ”

Tang Qian was very distressed, because not only this He Mingyi was very annoying, but also the immortal immortal was nowhere to be seen, it seemed that it should be five days before they could meet, and he could only understand the immortal immortal as much as possible, what the immortal immortal liked, and under what circumstances might he agree to Tang Qian's request, because Tang Qian really needed to draw Hua Su asked, this is his way, since he has taken the first few steps, he must finish it.

And Tang Qian must also find a way to really be able to paint what he thinks is missing in the painting of Hua Suwen in these few days, the monk's so-called avenue opportunity is not fixed, no monk can say that his opportunity must be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, Sima can say that the Living Yama Hall is his opportunity, this cannot be denied, it is indeed very powerful, and when it comes to Tang Qian's side, maybe it is just to paint a painting, which is not good to say who is more clever, because the seemingly simple painting actually has many difficulties, and it seems that the Living Yama Hall that calculates the heaven and earth may not get anything in the end。

Monks are like this, on the path of cultivation, it seems that there is no quarrel with the world, but in fact, everything has to be contested.

Soon everyone arrived at the He family, this is a big house, He Mingyi is also very single, and said bluntly that he is a small leader of the He family, not up or down, he doesn't need to have too much burden if something happens to the ferry, but at the same time, he can only do this to this extent by bringing everyone in to rest for a while.

Tang Qian seemed to be very good at explaining one thing directly, so he said directly: "If you need to prepare a gift for the Immortal Immortal, go quickly, although I don't know if I will accept it-"

He Mingyi nodded again and again, and hurriedly retreated, this is a guest room of the He family, He Mingyi said that he actually walked at will, there was no limit, after all, it was just an industry of the He family in Shendu, which was used to entertain guests, I heard that there are still a few guests here, you can meet them, know each other, they are all monks, and the exchange is also good.

Tang Qian doesn't care, it's nice to have a place to live-

"You haven't had a place to live before?" Xia Yubing once again found an important place.

Tang Qian scratched his head: "I used to drink and wait in line at the Songzhu Pavilion. Tang Qian said seriously: "I am a very punctual person, so I must 'keep to that time', and I can go up immediately when it is time for me." ”

Xia Yubing hit the nail on the head: "Are you afraid that you will drink elsewhere and forget the Songzhu Pavilion." ”

Tang Qian was completely unaffected, and said with a smile: "It's not that this situation hasn't happened, but fortunately, I went to the Songzhu Pavilion and saw this opportunity." Tang Qian's mouth was relaxed, he seemed to want to continue to finish this painting, but he didn't have to do it so much.

The lifelong monk asked, "What do you think of the immortal?"

Tang Qian was very simple: "No." ”

The lifelong monk seemed to have just thought of something: "I know there is a person who may know, you need to meet it." ”

Tang Qian seemed to be very happy for a moment, because the lifelong monk had thought of a way, but he immediately figured out what the lifelong monk's solution was, and Tang Qian's expression changed very badly.

"No, absolutely not. Tang Qian shook his head very seriously, as if it was a rattle: "This kind of thing is not negotiable." ”

The lifelong monk said very gently: "Your current situation is not negotiable. ”

Tang Qian was really helpless, the tone of a lifelong monk was very gentle, but there was no room for what he said.

Xia Yubing was a little strange: "What are you talking about?"

Tang Qian said angrily: "Go find Tang Qian." ”

This sentence is always weird, but Xia Yu Bingting power, Tang Qian is talking about the more famous Zhongzhou Tang Qian.

Xia Yubing said: "You seem to be very resistant to this person?"

Xia Yubing didn't say Tang Qian, because it was a bit strange to say the same name in front of Tang Qian.

"Because we ...... Some stories?" Tang Qian looked at Xia Yubing's big black and white eyes, and some of them were not easy to say, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then paused with the sword in his hand.

A very obscure and imperceptible mana came out from the sword in Tang Qian's hand, Xia Yubing's cultivation talent was one of the few people Tang Qian had ever seen, although he had abandoned his cultivation once, but his perception of this kind of mana was still very strong, and he could only barely feel it.

There was a man in the room.

It's also like a gust of wind, this gust of wind is a bit strong, not like the immortal immortal who came and made people unaware of it. But this person was also wearing a white robe, which made Xia Yubing have the illusion for a moment, the immortal immortal really went and returned, but he soon found that this person was not wearing a hood, and there was no mist on his face.

This is a handsome young man, his eyes are like electricity, his long black hair is not restrained, he is casually scattered, he instantly exudes a feeling of "god", like a real person, his eyes are smart, but he will definitely not be a real person, because this kind of god only lasts for a short time, and then this person stands quietly in the room.

There is no breath, there is no one who should be in the state here, and even Xia Yubing clearly feels that this person is not even breathing.

This person is very good-looking, with good facial features, some delicateness, but more importantly, he is very confident, although he stands like a statue, but he still has a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he is happy about something, even if he has lost all his charm, he must keep his smile this time.

Gentle.

Tang Qian introduced dryly: "This is the outer body he painted, that is, fake, a painting, this thing means that he is nearby, and then asks us to find him." Tang Qian said: "And he is very proud, after all, I found him first, which makes him feel that he has won me a little bit." ”

Tang Qian had already gotten up, the white-robed, more good-looking Tang Qian also began to take a step, he put his hands on his sleeves, without saying a word, still the same smiling face, when Xia Yubing saw this smiling face, he actually felt a little chilled, because a "person" who seemed to be a real person, and even the sound of stepping on the wooden board was a painting, the so-called painting art was so terrifying?

Tang Qian once said that there are tens of millions of spells, and there are too many to take one scoop, and it is enough to know one or two.

But I didn't expect the spell to achieve such an amazing effect.

Tang Qian introduced as he walked: "This, it's a little secret of mine, after all, if people know about it, we won't be idle, this one is a little better looking than me, a little more likeable, and then a little more famous, and the guy with the same name as me-" Tang Qian had already followed the white-robed Tang Qian to a main hall of the He family at this time, which was brightly lit, and before he knew it, it was time to hold the lamp, it seemed to be a banquet.

So among the rest of the guests entertained by the He family, there was another Tang Qian in Tang Qian's mouth?

Tang Qian's feeling of speaking has not been very good, as if some great sadness has happened, and before entering this hall, he said something that might be able to shake Zhongzhou: "It's also me, I'm the deity, and he is the outer body of my mind and soul cultivation - different from the day and night wandering god, he is probably both, anyway, he can jump around day and night." ”

Monks can cultivate their own bodies, among which there are many kinds of doppelgangers, including the day and night wandering gods, as well as the outer body, etc., the day and night wandering god spell is very difficult, and many monks have no way to achieve it in their lifetime, because this is equivalent to separating their own souls, the process is painful, and the success rate is low, and the range of the outer body is wide, such as the white-clothed Tang Qian depicted here, which can also be regarded as a pen and ink clone.

Tang Qian's situation is actually a bit unique, because his doppelganger is a combination of the two clones of the day and night gods, and it is almost the most unique doppelganger in the world, almost the same as the deity, and has its own strengths with the deity, so the two of them can be completely separated from each other, and they can even travel across the state.

Tang Qian tidied up his shabby clothes for the first time, and he said softly: "Although the two of us have some agreements, there are some truths that still need to be said, for example, although we are probably the most familiar in the world, we can't ignore some things about each other because of each other—at least don't embarrass him too much when being each other's friends." Tang Qian dusted off his body again, although Xia Yubing wasn't quite sure if this made him look even more disgraced.

The white-clothed Tang Qian nodded lightly, and Tang Qian was about to push the door in, but the door opened directly, and a gentle voice came from inside: "He actually said the same thing, and I am a little better at painting than him." ”

The man added, "Just a little." ”

Tang Qian raised his eyebrows, didn't answer, and walked in.

The main seat inside is this Xia Yubing, who has only seen Tang Qian in white on the outside of his body, and after seeing himself, Xia Yubing feels that this outside body still does not fully reflect this Tang Qian's temperament.

This is an otherworldly, even full of immortal temperament - Xia Yubing has seen not many people who look like people in cultivation, this is the most like those storytelling, the image of immortals in novels and picture books, and some are not the same, this Tang Qian also has a kind of scholarly anger, and at the same time it makes people feel very peaceful, this is an attraction, which makes people want to get close - this person feels that there are no shortcomings at the first glance, and it is perfect.

Even a lifelong monk, in addition to the good-looking skin, only when he talks on weekdays can he feel his great wisdom, and only then will he feel that this person is a monk who has walked a long way on the road of cultivation.

But this Tang Qian, just by looking at it, it makes people have the illusion that he has gone farther than a monk in his life.

In fact, it seems to be the same.

Between a lifelong monk and Tang Qian, this is what a lifelong monk said, and Xia Yubing keenly noticed that the aura circling around Tang Qian's body in white robe was faintly higher for Tang Qian.

There were five guests in the white-robed Tang Qian, a young swordsman, two monks who were probably a pair of Taoist couples, and a charming woman who sat lazily, and the last one was the one that surprised Tang Qian the most, the title of the strongest monk in the world is actually not fixed, but at least three of them are firmly among them, and they have just seen the immortal immortal during the day today, and now they have seen the Northern Immortal Daoist again.

The people of the Northern Underworld Dao sat there very casually, without an image, feasting on a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, and even answered: "His dishes are better than your kid." He couldn't help but shake his head: "The arithmetic is also a little powerful, after all, I can prepare before tonight and start making a table of vegetarian food, naturally the little monk of my life is also coming!"

The white-robed Tang Qian ignored Tang Qian completely, but enthusiastically walked over to greet the lifelong monk: "Life! This must be the Xia Yu Bingxia Woman who has a lot of care in Yunzhou?"

Some people don't like it when they talk about it, such as Tang Qian, and although this is derived from his white robe, Tang Qian is also born the opposite.