The painter stared at Zhao Qiankun and Honghong, and couldn't help but praise in his mouth: "Perfect...... There are such perfect men and women in the world, are you a couple?"

Zhao Qiankun's appearance made his father worry to the extent that he had to teach him the disguise technique in order to survive in the Qinglou, and after fusing the angel bloodline, it was even improved. Not to mention Wuxuan, she is a super potential stock that is hopefully comparable to Jiang Yinxue.

When these two people walk together, it is completely the most perfect masterpiece of heaven. It's no wonder that the artist was stunned.

However, Zhao Qiankun and Honghong are both heaven-level cultivators, and their aura naturally surrounds their bodies, and in the eyes of ordinary people, they are like immortals, and they can't see their appearance clearly, so they didn't cause any confusion.

And this painter, although he is also a mortal, may have a certain realm at the spiritual level, so he can see the true appearance of the two clearly.

Zhao Qiankun was actually a little surprised, he was still thinking about whether to suppress the aura so that the painter could see it clearly. Now it seems that this person still has some ability.

"That's right. Zhao Qiankun nodded, since he agreed to Honghong to accompany her in love, he naturally had to follow the setting.

"It's a match made in heaven, and please let me paint one for you. As he spoke, the artist began to lay out the paper.

Zhao Qiankun and Honghong are naturally happy like this. The two stood one after the other, Zhao Qiankun stuck the sugar gourd rod on the ground, and then pulled one down and fed it to Honghong.

She grabbed the little clay figure with both hands, so she didn't bother to put it down, opened her mouth and bit it.

"That's it!" the painter exclaimed when he saw this, and then he didn't look at the two of them again, and his hands danced quickly on the drawing paper.

Zhao Qiankun and Honghong both noticed a slight difference, and the surrounding aura was gathering around the painter at this time, as if forming a whirlpool.

Finally, when the painter dropped the last stroke, an astonishing momentum erupted from his body.

In the time of a painting, he actually stepped from a mortal with ordinary physical qualities to the acquired (human level) to become an innate master (earth level) with aura entering the body!

And that's not all, the aura in his body is still rising, and the time of a few breaths has increased from the first stage of the ground level to the second stage.

"It's ...... Once enlightened?" Zhao Qiankun had also heard of something similar, saying that a certain Confucian only came into contact with cultivation when he was in his seventies, and as a result, he directly soared into the sky within a day or something. I didn't expect them to run into it today.

This painter is obviously very accomplished in "painting", otherwise he would not be able to see the appearance of the two of them clearly with the naked eye.

As a result, just now, he broke a certain barrier, transforming his realm on the painting path into a realm of cultivation, and countless spiritual qi gathered to help him soar day by day.

Of course, it's not that he is really going to become an immortal, it's just that his cultivation is improving rapidly. He put down his pen and picked up the painting with a few movements, and his cultivation was improved from the 2nd stage of the ground level to the 3rd stage of the ground level.

He handed the painting to Zhao Qiankun, and then bowed deeply: "Two, thank you for letting me break through the shackles and see a higher realm today." ”

"Hehe, no thanks, no thanks. "Zhao Qiankun's heart is quite beautiful. Because the artist's move proves how compatible he and Wuxuan are, is there a better praise in the world?

"Then, if you have something important to do, let's take your leave. The painter arched his hand and was about to leave.

Zhao Qiankun didn't mean to keep him, just glanced down at the painting he handed over, and then ...... The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Master and slow. ”

"What?"

"I don't know the master's name?"

"Oh, under the surname Bi, the name is Jiashuo. ”

“......”

Zhao Qiankun looked at the painting in his hand again, this Nima, he had seen a painting called "Guernica" in the studio before, and the painting style was exactly the same as this one. Moreover, the author of that painting seems to be called Bi something.

Honghong had been eating sugar gourds just now, and by the time she finished eating, the painter had already left. She walked over and said to Zhao Qiankun, "It's finished, let me see it." ”

Zhao Qiankun hurriedly wanted to put the painting away, but she still saw it: "Wow! What is this!?"

"Uh, don't care about these details," Zhao Qiankun could only fool around, "Look over there!

Honghong heard the words and saw that it was true. The folk customs on this side of the mountain and sea are relatively open, and some unmarried women can often go out to play, this kind of festival is an excellent time for talented and beautiful people to meet, and it is also the golden time for scumbags to catch girls.

But this time, the arrest of the junior is a little strange, because the two people who were arrested are both women.

And the bitter lord is a man.

"Labor and management are good at work! Able to take care of the family! Never mess with flowers and grass outside, spoil you at home and love you, why do you actually cuckold labor and management!?" The man's face was sad, complaining bitterly about the woman's lack of conscience.

The two women, one tall and the other short, argued with the man: "If you don't like it, you don't like it, no matter how good you are, I like her too." ”

A group of people eating melons around watched it with relish, thinking that they would have to blow water with their friends again when they went back this time.

Honghong glanced at it, then let out an uninterested "oh".

"What, isn't it interesting?" Zhao Qiankun was puzzled, he was very happy to see it.

Honghong said: "I guess it was the person who pulled the red thread who pulled the wrong one and tied the two women together, I also did this when I was in a bad mood before, what kind of people and foxes, people and ghosts, people and dolphins and so on." ”

Zhao Qiankun was speechless for a while, Xiao Bolang also said something like pulling the red line, he guessed that Honghong must have been a month-old immortal before his death.

Halfway through the temple fair, Honghong felt a little tired. After all, she has seen it I don't know how many times, and at first I tried it myself and felt fresh, but slowly lost interest, because she knew the routines of many things better than anyone else.

Zhao Qiankun naturally noticed it, and he was also having a headache, because he didn't know how to date a girl at all.

[In the past, there was not so much trouble in the Qinglou, people came, the man gave money, and the woman shouted boss, and then you could go into the room to do it, and say that you would come back next time, and it would be harmonious. Zhao Qiankun shook his head secretly, the outside world is really too complicated.

Honghong seemed to sense his troubles, so she said to him: "You don't have to take care of me, if it's a regular relationship, I guess I'll get tired of it, you might as well do your own thing, I'll be by the side, maybe there will be an accident." ”

Zhao Qiankun thought for a while and said, "It's okay." "It just so happened that he was going to find Huangzun.

So, he left the temple fair with Honghong and flew in the direction of Yundu.