Chapter 50: Meiyu

In the evening, when Xiaohua and the others left, Ning Chen stood silently at the entrance of the cave alone, looking out of the cave, a light rain was falling, and the breeze blowing in his face blew his cheeks with a touch of moisture, making Ning Chen feel extremely comfortable.

It also made Ning Chen think.

"It's so comfortable, it would be better if you could give me some more spirit stones. Ning Chen felt a feeling, and couldn't help touching the shriveled storage bag, desperately thinking about ways to earn spirit stones in his mind.

At this moment, Ning Chen finally understood that the little Qianbai Spirit Diagram was clearly a tiger eating spirit stones, and ironically, it also made Ning Chen flower spirit stones willingly.

And with this thing, it means that Ning Chen has infinite possibilities in the future, there is nothing bad about the things taken out of the small thousand spirit diagrams, even the Demon Spirit Sect cannot be compared, although he doesn't understand the origin of this thing, but Ning Chen understands that this is the source of his own strength.

If you want to rise, you can rely on this little thousand thousand spirit maps!

Although he had now reached the sixth layer of Qi Condensation, thinking of everything he had received before was to make Ning Chen understand that his current cultivation was for him... It's not enough!

After thinking about it, if you want to earn more spirit stones, no matter what, you need to improve your rune painting level again, maybe you can make a six-layer rune of condensing qi, and you can also sell a lot of spirit stones.

If you want to improve your rune level, the problem that you will continue to solve at the moment is to integrate the third brushwork on the back of the ancient fan ---- the cross brushwork.

Coming to the desk again, Ning Chen unfolded the ancient fan and began to continue to study the "cross brushwork" on the back of the ancient fan, Ning Chen was not in a hurry before, but now it is different, the spirit stones in the storage bag are almost cleaner than Ning Chen's face.

If you want to earn more spirit stones, upgrade your spirit vein sword box, and comprehend the cross strokes has become a prerequisite.

It's just that Ning Chen studied for two hours, and still had no clue, only feeling as if he had ignored something, which made Ning Chen a little crazy.

The weather was a little cold at night, and he had a fire talisman in his heart, but Ning Chen helplessly found that he didn't even have a fire talisman, and in the entire cave, there was only half a beast fat candle left, emitting a bright brilliance, but it couldn't bring a little warmth.

"Hey......" Ning Chen sighed, and in desperation, Ning Chen could only put away the ancient fan, took out all the large boxes of books he got from the ancestor, and began to look through them one by one.

The Imprisoned Pipa Ancestor is also a master of Fu Painting, although the classics written by him cannot be compared with the culvert cave of the small thousand hundred spirit map, but it is also much stronger than Ning Chen, and more importantly, these books are easy to understand, not as mysterious as the books in the small thousand hundred spirit map, and they can be regarded as Ning Chen's ladder to climb to a higher painting path.

Because of being immersed in the sea of books all year round, Ning Chen's reading speed can be described as extremely fast, but the ten lines at a glance are also unforgettable, and it tells some bizarre things or introduces some spirit animals, which also makes Ning Chen's eyes opener.

In a short time, Ning Chen had already read seven or eight books, but he was also enjoying it.

Well?

However, just as Ning Chen picked up a book about the Ancestor's painting comprehension and flipped through it, Ning Chen's expression suddenly moved slightly.

Just read a few pages, Ning Chen's eyes lit up, he had read a lot of books since he was a child, and the quality of the books could be distinguished at a glance, this book Ning Chen could clearly feel that the ancestor's perception of painting was very similar to Xiao Qianbailingtu.

In particular, the mood of painting, brushwork, and the use of aura in the body are very similar to the brushwork on the back of the ancient fan, which is not surprising.

Obviously, he has done a lot of research on the small thousand hundred spirit diagrams.

For a while, Ning Chen's eyes lit up when he held the classic book in his hand, and he read every word in the book hungrily, only feeling that his understanding of painting had opened up a lot in an instant, as if a bright door had opened up in the dark.

After reading the entire book, Ning Chen closed his eyes slightly, felt it, and recalled every word in the book.

Suddenly, Ning Chen's slightly frowning brows suddenly appeared, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and suddenly, Ning Chen recalled that one of the several brushstrokes introduced in the ancestor's book was very similar to the cross brushwork, but it was not as mysterious as the cross brushwork.

The kind of brushwork named "chip" by the ancestors is to simplify the complex, integrate the complex runes on the runes, simplify them as much as possible, and then use the surplus space left by simplification to draw more useful runes, so that a rune can carry more things.

"Could it be that the use of the cross brushwork is the same? It's just more advanced than the ancestor's brushwork?" Ning Chen muttered to himself, the more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt.

Comprehending this layer of mystery, Ning Chen quickly took out the ancient fan, went to see the cross stroke, the whole person completely comprehended, and properly deformed this cross stroke under specific circumstances, and sure enough, the runes could be greatly simplified, Ning Chen suddenly felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and his chest was much more usual.

Subsequently, Ning Chen couldn't wait to flip through the ancestor's other posthumous works to see if he could find more mysteries about the little thousand hundred spirit map, at this moment, Ning Chen's heart was full of joy, there is no doubt that these books of the ancestor are the same as his grandmother's painting scriptures, they are all the ladder for him to explore the little thousand hundred spirit map, so that he can comprehend it less difficult.

I don't know how long it took, when Ning Chen picked up an ancient book again and flipped through it, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly, and between the lines of the book, the object of the jade altar and the name ---- Meiyu would be raised.

"The jade altar, could it be the one I saw in the Baiwei Forest, the jade altar with an ugly girl? Meiyu has such an elegant name, could it be that ugly girl? impossible, right?" Ning Chen muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the jade rainbow sword in the corner.

I saw that with the word "Meiyu" coming out, the jade rainbow sword that was poked in the corner by Ning Chen began to shake continuously, obviously the female hooligan was called Meiyu.

Subsequently, Ning Chen read the book in his hand again, and Ning Chen finally knew that the ugly girl or Meiyu was originally an immortal spirit, immortal and immortal, and extremely lustful, especially interested in the child's body.

This is also the way of Meiyu's cultivation, hundreds of years ago, the Holy Child Pavilion was established, in fact, it was prepared by the Imprisoned Pipa Ancestor for the immortal instrument spirit, but later the ancestor was not there, and the Holy Child Pavilion was not suppressed by the immortal instrument spirit, and it has grown to become the first major pavilion of the Demon Spirit Sect.

In the blink of an eye, the time passed overnight, Ning Chen, who was lying in the pile of books, holding an ancient book and falling asleep, in his sleep, he only felt that a spiritual stone mountain in front of him was gradually melting, and the spiritual stone water that came to his face made his face wet.

Slowly opening his confused eyes, Ning Chen, who was in a daze, saw an extremely ugly face, less than an inch away from him, looking at him with a longing face, sticking out his tongue from time to time, and licking Ning Chen's face.

This is clearly an ugly girl!

Ning Chen, who reacted, couldn't help but open his eyes, and the hairs on his body exploded, and the whole person instantly sobered up, jumped up from the pile of books, jumped up, and retreated again and again.

"Master, I want to get married. Meiyu looked like a man, licked her mouth with her tongue, and said to Ning Chen very bluntly.

Ning Chen didn't have the leisure to pay attention to her, he hurriedly lowered his head, checked his clothes, and then put his mind at ease, it seems that what was said in the ancient books is true that the immortal spirit does not kill the master.

Looking at the corner of the wall again, poking at the jade rainbow sword there, several spirit talismans were directly torn.

"It seems that we have to use the cross stroke method to make a few good Soul Talismans. Ning Chen secretly said in his heart, now he must find a way to coax Meiyu back into the Jade Rainbow Sword.

"Uncle Shi, are you awake? I'm back. ”

At this moment, the voice of the little radish suddenly came from outside the door, and the voice was full of flattery and flattery.

Swish!

As such a voice came into Ning Chen's ears, Ning Chen's face suddenly changed greatly, becoming pale, and he screamed in his heart.

"Little radish, don't come in, stay away!" Ning Chen yelled at the door.

It's just that what Ning Chen didn't expect was that the two little short legs of the little radish were upside down much faster than Ning Chen imagined, and just as Ning Chen was speaking, the little radish had already probed his brain in.