Fang Qianyuan was more than April last year, and when he had not yet been promoted to the sixth turn of the ground level, he had already cultivated his past body to the realm of Xiaocheng, and he was able to temporarily place his hopes in the void and sacrifice his fortune.

But this step is still a long way from Dacheng.

When the past body is cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, it can reflect the past and connect with all bodies to form an extremely mysterious incarnation technique.

This method is to transform oneself from a simple present being into an existence that spans the long river of time, so as to cultivate the art of immortality and immortality.

But when Fang Qianyuan was promoted to the sixth and seventh turns, he gradually found that it was less and less affected by the improvement of the cultivation realm, and it seemed that it lacked some kind of opportunity, and it was never able to go further.

It wasn't until now, that the divine thoughts skyrocketed, and this opportunity loomed in front of him.

These paintings in front of me open up one strange world after another like dreams, which do not really exist in reality, but because of Fang Qianyuan's mental immersion, they have a certain similar nature.

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While Fang Qianyuan was staring at the picture in front of him, millions of miles away, in the Liuyun Cave, the ink fairy Lin Qiao was painting in a beautiful valley, depicting the beautiful scenery of the mountains and fields in front of him and the peach trees and blossoms.

Although it is the depths of winter at this moment, in this valley within the cave sky, the magic circle is blessed, the spiritual essence is circulating, and it is as warm as spring all year round.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom, the breeze is blowing, and the falling flowers are colorful, a beautiful and beautiful scene.

Soon after, the painting took shape, and the scene in front of me jumped onto the page, showing through Lin Qiao's skillful hands.

"It's really well drawn. A young girl said to Lin Qiao with a little envy.

She is around sixteen years old, dressed in white, and has a delicate appearance, but she is a child of a family that has a slight friendship with Liuyun Dongtian in the area of Haicheng in the land of Dongguan.

These days, the elders of the girl's family came here to do errands, and she and Lin Qiao, the ink fairy among the seven fairies, were like-minded, so they followed her side, and wanted to learn to paint.

"Sister Lin really deserves to be the ink fairy of Liuyun Cave, this painting has extraordinary charm, the weather is prosperous, and there is a feeling of spring brightness when you look at it, which is really lifelike. ”

Lin Qiao heard the girl's praise and smiled faintly: "This is nothing, the master often says, my paintings are based on skill, but I am a little lacking in courage, if it has always been like this, it is a painter and the like, and it is always difficult to become a famous artist." ”

When she said this, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed, because the spiritual object she majored in was the pen immortal among the spirits of heaven and earth.

The spiritual master who majores in this kind of spiritual thing, the cultivation strength is often closely related to the attainment of the Danqing Dao, and this Dao cannot be improved, and it is always rare to have an epiphany.

However, all along, limited by her own understanding and personal circumstances, she has not made much progress in this regard, and it seems that she will stop at the tenth turn of the human level, and she will not be seen by everyone.

Although this is not an unacceptable result for the vast majority of soul masters in the world, if they can go further, I believe that no one will refuse.

The girl in white muttered to herself, "Spirited?"

Lin Qiao said: "Speaking of this, I know a person, the painter may not be as good as me, but in terms of spirit, it is much better, after all, I still see the vast world outside, or condescending, overlooking the world, in order to have this attainment!"

The girl in white was slightly stunned, and suddenly showed an interested look: "Sister Lin, are you talking about that Cangyun Sect Great Elder, Fang Qianyuan Fang Gongzi? I seem to have heard of it before, he once learned to paint with you." ”

Lin Qiao said: "It's indeed him." ”

The girl longed: "If it is him, it is no wonder, after all, he is known as a unique figure in the world!"

Lin Qiao looked at this girl with an obsessive look, and couldn't help laughing: "Little Nizi, when it comes to others, I don't see you so excited." ”

The girl in white said coquettishly: "That's not it, Fang Gongzi is the idol of the younger generation in our Southern Wasteland Realm, it's a pity that I was too young at the Yuehua Fairy Birthday Banquet back then, and my father refused to take me to see it, otherwise, I would have been able to see Fang Gongzi's demeanor with my own eyes!"

Lin Qiao smiled: "Look at your little nymphomaniac, even if you were present at the birthday banquet back then, you didn't have much chance to get to know him." ”

"Fang Gongzi became famous in the first battle, but he didn't linger on all parties, but hid quietly in the White Jade Palace, and then left shortly after. ”

The girl in white said narrowly: "Sister Lin, if Gongzi Fang treats you, it must be different from us and other passers-by." ”

Lin Qiao shook his head with a wry smile, but avoided this topic, and only said: "I have some of his paintings here, if you really want to learn painting with me, you might as well learn from them." ”

The girl in white said, "Okay, you quickly take them out." ”

When Lin Qiao heard this, he immediately summoned the maid and ordered her to return to the mansion and take out her collection of Fang Qianyuan's old works.

Soon after, the maid came back and brought more than a dozen of Fang Qianyuan's old works.

When the girl in white saw it, her eyes lit up: "Ah, there are a lot, are all these Fang Gongzi's ink treasures?"

Lin Qiao said: "Yes." ”

The girl in white said enviously: "In this world, I'm afraid that only Sister Lin has such a collection of ink treasures from so many sons." ”

Fang Qianyuan was not originally a famous Danqing artist, but after his rise, there were quite a few people who liked him and spread his reputation on the way of Danqing.

As a result, some of the studies he drew casually were circulated and collected by all parties.

Among them, it is indeed Lin Qiao who collects the most.

Because Lin Qiao is the guide on Fang Qianyuan's path of danqing, whenever Fang Qianyuan has a gain, he will send her the works he is satisfied with.

These are all genuine works, even if they are in Fang Qianyuan's own hands, only the copies after rubbing are left.

In addition, Wen Qingfei, Li Yan and other friends, Wu Longjie and other peers, subordinates, and even when Fang Qianyuan had not yet been promoted to the ground level, there were one or two of them in the hands of some Southern Wilderness talents who were once as famous as him.

Roughly calculated, Fang Qianyuan has a total of hundreds of works over the years, nearly 100 works, and more than 10 fine works, of which more than 70% are in Lin Qiao's hands.

When Lin Qiao heard the words of the girl in white, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and sighed after a long time: "Yes, before I know it, I have collected so much." ”

The girl's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and she wanted to ask for one as a souvenir, but when she saw Lin Qiao so excited, she didn't dare to speak.

Just as she was thinking about what kind of reason to use to get what she wanted, she heard Lin Qiao exclaim.

The girl in white exclaimed, "What's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, she looked up at the painting in Lin Qiao's hand, and couldn't help but be stunned.

The painting in front of me, the ink fluttering, turned into smoke and curled up as if it had come to life.

Her mind shook violently, and in the next moment, she noticed that the object in front of her was changing rapidly.