Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Chapter 164 I'm Just a Poor Painter

As soon as Bai Yujing said it, the world stopped fighting.

This shocked many forces in the world. It turns out that Bai Yujing's influence has become so great without knowing it.

However, most people didn't find it strange.

After all, when Bai Yujing replaced the schools of thought and started another era, his influence had already shocked the entire Great Zhou Dynasty.

The forces of all parties are not stupid, because they are well aware of Bai Yujing's strength.

Bai Yujing's disciples are all practitioners, not only powerful, but also with endless methods.

And Lu Pingan, the master of Baiyujing, is the number one cultivator in the world.

The four son-level existences teamed up, but failed to sustain a few tricks in Lu Ping'an's hands, which made the world understand the horror of this sudden force.

Of course, the world was shocked by Bai Yujing's strength.

But new doubts arose.

for example……

Why stop fighting for three months?

Does three months have any special meaning?

Almost all major forces are speculating on Bai Yujing's intentions. Perhaps, if they can figure out the meaning of three months, some forces may be able to seize the opportunity and take off in one fell swoop.

However.

No one can guess the meaning of "three months".

...

imperial capital.

bookstore.

Kong Xiu was sitting on the rocking chair. Although he stayed behind closed doors, his grasp of the news was not far behind.

"Master, what does Bai Yujing mean by ordering the world to stop wars for three months? Is there any special meaning for three months?"

Mo Tianyu was puzzled.

Kong Xiu looked at Basho outside the window, but shook his head too.

"The idea of peace, you can't see through."

"Different levels,

Seeing things from a different angle... Maybe he saw things or things that we didn't see. "

The national teacher said.

Mo Tianyu seems to understand, but one thing is certain, even the strategist master can't figure it out, Bai Yujing's move really makes people in the world incredible.

"If you can't guess it, don't guess it. After three months, you will naturally know the meaning of Ping An's move."

"Stop the war for three months... I'm afraid there will be turmoil in these three months, and when the three months arrive, it may be the time to decide the survival of the Great Zhou."

Kong Xiu coughed and said.

...

Following the news of Bai Yujing's cessation of the war, the world really fell into a state of tranquility.

There are fewer wars, and all forces are brewing and developing.

In Beijun, Tailing asked Tianfeng.

Tan Taixuan sent a small team to inquire about Tianfeng Longmen.

However, as soon as he stepped into the range of Longmen, he saw a long blue snake sweeping between the mountain peaks, which caused a change in the situation.

A small team was thrown out, and the whole army was wiped out.

Tan Taixuan's face was livid, he didn't believe in evil, and sent a small team to try to break through the dragon gate again, but they still couldn't break through the dragon gate.

When the cyan giant snake moved, ordinary soldiers were crushed without being able to get in.

"why……"

Tantaixuan's lips were trembling.

Is this Longmen really not destined for him?

The same is true of the dragon gate on Buzhou Peak, and the same is true of the dragon gate of Wentian Peak in front of him.

Dang Beijun once again lost a team.

The green dragon suddenly appeared, and the terrifying power permeated the world.

The huge cyan dragon wrapped around Wentian Peak, staring at Tantaixuan with sharp eyes like sharp blades.

Tantaixuan had experienced the power of the Wolongling Immortal to destroy all armies with a single thought, so he had seen the world, so he was quite calm.

Watching with Qinglong.

Tantaixuan's guards were already terrified.

Tantaixuan and Qinglong looked at each other for a long time, Qinglong did not kill Tantaixuan, but turned away and guarded the dragon gate again.

This scene made Tantai Xuan slightly dazed.

In the next few days, Tantai Xuan stepped into Wentian Peak continuously, looked at Qinglong, and even chatted with Qinglong.

At first, Tantaixuan would send guards, but after a few days, Tantaixuan withdrew the guards, and went up to Tianfeng alone to meet Qinglong.

Finally, Qinglong let go of the dragon gate.

Tantai Xuanxi smiled and let the strong men from Beijun start to rush through the dragon gate.

So far, Beijun has also successfully started to cultivate practitioners, breaking the curse of no practitioners in Beijun.

...

Beiluo, an island in the middle of the lake.

After Lu Fan ordered Lu Dongxuan to issue a secret order, he also began to wait and see the attitudes of all parties.

Lu Fan was quite satisfied with the result.

Perhaps, this is the influence of detached forces.

Even if the previous schools of thought wanted to stop the war in the world with a single word, they couldn't do it at all.

The world has stopped fighting, and all forces have begun to train practitioners.

The aura commission that Lu Fan obtained was constantly increasing.

And Lu Fan was also preparing to start a retreat to study the origin of the plane and build a new secret realm.

Lu Fan is quite interested in the study of the origin of the plane. After all, the study of the origin of the plane involves the upgrading of the world.

Just before Lu Fan was about to retreat.

Nie Zhangqing found Lu Fan.

He wants to travel the world, besides eliminating demons, he also needs to find a way to break through.

Lu Fan didn't stop him, but instead asked him to go to Ni Yu and ask for some Qi Gathering Pills, so that he could practice on the road and temper his body.

On the island, Jing Yue stood by the lake, swinging his sword constantly. He couldn't put down the Jingtian Sword, and swung the sword 10,000 times a day. He used this method to improve his kendo strength.

It is said that this method was told to him by Gong Shuyu who refined the scabbard for him.

Gong Shuyu started making hidden weapons again. Because of the "Refining Handbook", his method of refining hidden weapons is much better than before. It only took a few days for "Rainstorm Pear Blossom" to be successfully refined.

This made Gong Shuyu hold the "Rainstorm Pear Blossom" on the stone ladder, and stayed in a daze for a whole day.

May be doubting life.

Ni Yu was researching elixirs, and she had obtained the "Juqi Pill Refining Handbook" taught by Lu Fan, and now she has a lot of experience in refining elixirs, and began to study new elixirs.

After experiencing countless failures and eating the elixir of many failures, she finally came up with a new elixir recipe.

Now, I am struggling with this new recipe.

Ni Yu, who entered the alchemy path as deep as the sea, regrets it a little now. She finds that walking the alchemy path seems to be more difficult than practicing hard.

Unfortunately, she wanted to quit now, but Lu Fan disagreed.

The world stops fighting.

Lu Changkong actually lived in Beiluo Island, and had many iron-blooded soldiers from Beijun enter the Dragon Gate to train and become practitioners.

And he himself is practicing while sitting cross-legged under the big chrysanthemum.

Soon it reached the peak of Qi Dan and began to attack the body.

On the tenth day after the war ended, Lu Fan announced his retreat.

The island in the middle of the lake entered a dignified atmosphere. Ning Zhao's white skirt was floating, standing on the bluestone ladder in front of the Baiyujing Pavilion, with the cicada-winged sword in hand, guarding the Baiyujing Pavilion.

No one can step into one of them.

...

imperial capital.

The night is dark and windy, inside the royal garden.

Several young eunuchs carried two buckets of raw meat to the Jiuzhe Bridge with difficulty.

"Your Majesty's black dragon's appetite has become so great... Yesterday, a bucket of meat was not enough to eat, and it almost destroyed the entire garden."

A young eunuch trembled.

"It's okay, I prepared two barrels of meat today, which should be enough for it to eat."

Another little eunuch comforted.

"You come to feed it today, our family won't feed it... Yesterday the black dragon looked at our family's eyes... It's like looking at raw meat in a bucket, our family is afraid."

The first young eunuch handed the barrel to another young eunuch, said.

The two walked across the Jiuzhe Bridge.

Came to the calm emerald green pond.

Afterwards, a young eunuch rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a piece of blood-stained raw meat.

thrown into the pool.

Boom!

The pool exploded.

A huge head covered with fine black scales shook countless water mist, and opened its mouth to swallow the raw meat.

The little eunuch who was feeding the food trembled, looking at the black dragon with eyes as big as lanterns, feeling a little panic in his heart.

He took another piece of raw meat and threw it into the sink.

The black dragon didn't bother to look at him, and swallowed piece after piece of raw meat.

The sound of the black dragon chewing raw meat was very clear in the dark and silent night.

Soon, a bucket of meat was fed.

These meats are all carefully selected beef by Yu Wenxiu.

The little eunuch began to throw the second bucket of meat.

When the second bucket of meat was finished, the black dragon slowly opened its mouth, and the huge mouth hung in front of the little eunuch. The stench gushed out from his mouth, making the little eunuch's face extremely pale in an instant.

The black dragon's eyes made the little eunuch feel like falling into an ice cave.

Fortunately, after a while.

With the sound of rushing water, the black dragon slowly dived into the emerald green pond.

The little eunuch subconsciously patted his chest, picked up the empty wooden barrel and turned around, showing a smug smile towards the little eunuch hiding behind the rockery.

After that, he took a step to leave.

However……

The little eunuch hiding behind the rockery showed a look of horror on his face.

boom! ! !

The monstrous water flow rises.

The eyes of the little eunuch carrying the wooden bucket suddenly shrank to the size of mung beans.

The next moment, he felt a fishy smell coming from the back of his head.

The water rushed up the Jiuzhe Bridge.

There were only two spinning wooden barrels and bright red blood left on the ground...

In the turquoise pool, there are little ripples churning.

The little eunuch hiding behind the rockery was terrified...

He fell to the ground, and a foul smell flowed from his lower body.

...

South County.

South Jin City.

Sima Qingshan lived a life of fear these days.

His eye circles were red, which was the aftereffect of not sleeping well for several days.

His nerves were so tense that the villagers even thought Sima Qingshan was sick.

His students came to visit him one after another, Sima Qingshan just hurriedly let the children go.

On this day, Sima Qingshan finally plucked up the courage, picked up the paintbrush, and he wrote on the rice paper. Soon, a simple picture of "chicken pecking rice" appeared in front of his eyes.

The chicken cub was painted so lifelike.

Sima Qingshan has already gotten used to it. These days, he paints day and night, but the dead things in the paintings are always like living things.

Draw a picture of a lady, and the beauty in that picture actually smiles at him.

When painting landscape pictures, you can actually hear the sound of gurgling water.

Draw a picture of a chicken pecking rice, and the chicken inside is running happily.

Sima Qingshan felt that he might have seen a ghost, but he took the painted avatar to find a few friends in normal times.

But they all said that his painting skills have improved a lot.

You can sell it for some silver taels.

Sima Qingshan was a little moved. He overcame the weirdness of the scrolls and tried to sell them for the first time.

He rolled up the scroll, and seeing the beauties in the lady's picture blinking at him, Sima Qingshan shook her body.

He rolled up the painting, put it in a cloth bag, wrapped it in a green shirt, and left the house, heading for the market in Nanjin City.

...

Outside the city of Nanjin.

In the dense forest, black shadows flashed past quickly.

In the darkness, an old face smeared with paint suddenly appeared, with cold murderous intent and anger in the eyes.

This is an old priest, a priest of the Chi Li tribe.

Half a month ago, the news of the Shaoji's killing spread back to the Chili tribe, and the entire Chili tribe was furious.

The patriarch was even more furious, saying that the people of Da Zhou could not be trusted.

They need revenge, they need to capture Da Zhou's land and plunder their food and women.

So they acted.

The death of the young priest successfully aroused the anger of the Chi Li people, coupled with their coveting of the prosperous South County, these Southern barbarians quietly launched an attack.

On this day, the continuous month of rain made people drowsy.

The defenders on the walls of Nanjin City yawned.

suddenly.

An arrow shot out and pierced the defender's shoulder.

The defender's complexion changed drastically, and he lost all sleepiness. He pulled out the arrow, only to find that the flesh and blood on his shoulders began to fester, and he fell to the ground stiff.

Southern barbarian witchcraft!

Under the city of Nanjin.

A dense crowd of barbarians rushed forward shouting and killing.

There was the neighing of a giant elephant, and a huge wild elephant was tied up with a seat, trampled on the trees, causing the earth to tremble, and appeared from the dense forest.

He rolled a thick wooden stick and hit the city gate.

Boom!

After hitting again and again, the city gate was finally broken.

The defenders of Nanjin City had already been dispatched, drawing bows and shooting arrows, and fighting with the barbarians.

The fight was very fierce, and countless soldiers were killed and injured above.

However, this time was different from the usual barbarian temptations. This time, the barbarians almost came out in full force.

Downstairs of the densely packed city, almost all of them were barbarians. These barbarians shouted excitedly, showing great covetousness and hunger for the prosperity behind the city wall.

The gate of Nanjin City was breached.

The general guarding Nanjin City led the army to resist at the forefront.

He evacuated the civilians in the city and asked a group of soldiers to protect the civilians and flee to Nanjiang City.

The market was in chaos.

Sima Qingshan hurriedly rolled up the scroll, and was about to run away.

The barbarians from the southern barbarians invaded the city, which was definitely bad news for the civilians in the city.

These barbarians are barbaric, robbing food, robbing women, and doing everything.

It's more disgusting than those locusts that eat crops.

While fleeing in a hurry, Sima Qingshan was knocked down, and the scrolls in his arms were scattered all over the ground, stained with sewage.

Sima Qingshan originally wanted to ignore the scroll and leave, but thinking of the strangeness of the scroll, he squatted down and began to pick it up.

In the distance, the sound of shouting and killing resounded.

The defenders of Nanjin City fought and retreated.

Sima Qingshan raised his head blankly, watching the crazy barbarians rushing into the city in the distance, fighting with the defenders of Nanjin City.

The defenders of Nanjin City were weak, but they still fought bravely with their swords drawn.

They used their bodies to stop the barbarians.

The city lord of Nanjin City, Sima Qingshan, whom he met a few times, was a very kind person on weekdays, but now, he was like a crazy lion, rushing to kill among the barbarians with his blood bursting.

His body was covered with blood.

When the city lord was hammered by a burly barbarian warrior, fell to the ground, and was pierced into his body by dense icy spears, Sima Qingshan felt his heart tremble.

Cold rain dripped from the sky.

The scrolls on the ground were all wet.

Inexplicably, there was a majestic aura that spread from his dantian lower abdomen and spread across his body.

He raised his hand and pointed his index finger at the void.

Every little raindrop seemed to be controlled by him.

Sima Qingshan's eyes narrowed.

Use fingers as pens and rain as ink to draw swords and knives.

Afterwards, the knife formed by the rain seemed to take shape, following his will.

galloped out.

Pooh!

A barbarian was wiped with a sword, and blood spattered out.

The defenders of Nanjin City were all dead.