I Turned Out To Be a Peerless Expert

　　 "The inner hall is so big, you go to sleep at night."

　　 Li Xuan led Zhang Queer into the inner hall, smiling and patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Zhang Queer sat down flattered.

The shop is divided into two halls, inside and outside, separated by a curtain. The front is used for business, and the back is more like a study room. There are simple tables and chairs on which are placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There are also some wood carvings and other gadgets on the wall. The above is the calligraphy and painting completed before.

　　 In a pork guy's shop, there is a faint fragrance of ink.

　　 If he didn't know Li Xuan's true identity, Zhang Queer would have thought that he was just an unscrupulous scholar.

　　 "Don't be cautious, just treat this as your own home."

　　 Li Xuan watched curiously as the old blind man crossed the threshold, avoiding the accurately furnished chair.

　　I heard that cultivators are extremely keen on the six senses. Maybe Lao Zhang has practiced before?

　　 I also heard Zhang Queer mentioned before that he came down from Buyun Mountain.

　　 I just had a hot head, but I forgot that he and Zhang Queer are not relatives, and their names are not right. It is best to leave the funeral arrangements to immediate family members. Although I have never seen Lao Zhang have any heirs, it does not mean that he does not have any. If there were no family members, a blind old man would have starved to death.

　　 In case it is one's own nosy, it will be embarrassing.

　　 Li Xuan poured two cups of tea, and tentatively asked: "Lao Zhang, are you alone now?"

"I was in a disaster before, and my sons and grandchildren were there. Now those young offspring on Buyun Mountain, oh.....don’t talk about it, I’m the only one left." Zhang Queer’s eyes flashed with recollection, painful. ,sigh.

The path is bitter and cold, and years are the greatest enemy of the cultivator. When he has reached his level of cultivation, he has long been around. The best friend who created Buyun Mountain in the past has passed away. Even his sons and grandchildren have died before him. On Yunshan, most of them also regarded him as a signboard.

　　Don't talk about relatives, even the opponents and enemies of the year have disappeared with the wind.

　　 As expected...

　　 Li Xuan looked at Zhang Queer's lonely expression and knew that he had guessed right.

　　 This old man has a peculiar temperament in his gestures. He should also be a cultivator. Now he is living in such a situation, and he is blind. It should be due to disputes between the rivers and lakes.

　　 grievances, grievances and hatreds, wives disperse, and go into hiding. Li Xuan has already made up the plots of martial arts novels from previous lives.

　　 There is a price if you want to see longevity for a long time and climb to the top.

　　 Li Xuan comforted: "It's this time, let go of what you should let go, it's better to let go of obsessions, learn from me and be a mortal, relaxed and comfortable."

　　 "Okay, you are sitting here, if you are interested, you can enjoy the paintings and calligraphy in the hall at will."

　　 Li Xuan said, got up and went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

　　 He is also comforting himself, since he has no talent for spiritual practice, being a salted fish is pretty good.

　　 Zhang Queer raised his head and looked at Li Xuanyun's breezy back, feeling a bit.

　　 He has only cultivated to the first grade, and he has already realized that the heights can be overwhelming. Isn't this one in front of him even more lonely? It's no wonder that you will live in seclusion here, and I am afraid that even pointing yourself is also easy.

　　 couldn't help but admire Li Xuan even more.

　　 "Mr. Li makes sense."

　　 Zhang Queer should change his name silently.

　　 involuntarily saw the different calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

There are landscapes, characters, and the paper is all good blue and white rice paper. It is hard to imagine that a butcher can afford it, but in his opinion, although these papers are precious, after all, they are mundane things and can be painted on such ordinary paper. In the debut rhyme, the painter has already taken part in it.

　　 "Mr. Li asked me to look at the painting, does it mean something else?"

His gaze stopped at a painting. At first it didn’t seem to matter, but the picture seemed to get closer and closer, drawing his spirit in. Zhang Queer's heart was stunned, and he found that the power in the painting was magnificent and mysterious. No longer resist.

　　 Piercing through the gloomy fog, the green mountains traverse the sky and the earth, like the demon **** who supports the sky and the earth, the rivers below roar and rush, the sun, moon and stars cycle endlessly, and the vicissitudes of the ocean are endlessly changing.

　　In an instant, Zhang Queer felt that he was sitting high above the nine heavens. After experiencing the vicissitudes of life, he was lonely. He came to the world and became a hordes of living beings, and experienced the bleakness of life.

　　 jumped out of the five elements.

　　 is independent in the Three Realms.

　　 It seems that the endless era has passed, and it seems that it is only a short moment.

　　 "Is this the real experience of Senior Li?"

　　 Zhang Queer's soul returned, and he woke up leisurely, and the shock in his heart could not be added.

　　The mind is still uncontrollable, recalling the vicissitudes of life just seen, magnificent.

　　 There is still the bustling Buyun Town outside, and he is the only one in the small shop, as if nothing has changed.

　　Although I knew Li Xuan was extraordinary, he still seemed to underestimate it.

　　 No wonder it is so otherworldly, such a game world can only be a state of mind that can only be possessed after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

　　 Within a short period of time, he felt the atmosphere in it, all-encompassing, as if all the avenues had been clearly explained in it, and everything was inclusive.

　　 Yes, this is definitely the real experience of Senior Li, people who have not experienced it, it is impossible to give birth to this kind of artistic conception under the brush of Algorithm Litongshen.

　　 As we all know, Dao Xin is the most difficult hurdle of the Ascension Gate.

　　 Just after watching it for a while, Zhang Queer felt that his Dao Xin had been tempered to a higher level, and the gloom on it had been wiped clean, and there was no more worries when facing the evil of the heart.

　　 "It seems that Senior Li has a bigger origin than I thought."

　　 Zhang Que's face was full of sighs, "Maybe the first time I met, he has already noticed that I am approaching the gate of heaven. These days, seeing me come here every day and beg for the truth and sincerity, he moved Senior Li, let me come in and watch?"

　　 This kind of opportunity is not easy to come by, he hurriedly wandered around the room, past the calligraphy and painting.

The painting before 　　 is the general outline of the Three Thousand Avenues, which is more like a person’s experience, a summary, and the rest of the paintings are detailed explanations of ‘Tao’ and explain the profound things in a simple way.

　　On an ink painting, there are only two strokes. The two yin and yang fishes outlined are connected head to tail, and the endless avenue of yin and yang rushes toward you.

　　 A pair of colorful figures, in which the figure of a woman is graceful and exquisite.

　　 After a while, he stood still, his hands trembling slightly with excitement.

　　 This is a picture of a sword with weeds growing in the water, in which the sword intent surging through the sky, smashing through the heavens and worlds, it is not a sword, but a carrier that records the kendo.

　　 "Weeds...swords?"

　　 Zhang Queer clenched the bamboo pole in his hand and fell into deep thought.

　　 In the eyes that were like stagnant water, the darkness faded like a tide, and a hint of sword light slowly emerged.

　　...

　　 At this time, Bu Yunshan.

　　 "Han Shiqing, the head of the Han family in Nanling, came to worship the mountain with his family's children."

　　 "Xiao Li, head of Pilimen, come to worship the mountain with his disciples!"

　　 In front of the magnificent hall, there is a huge Tai Chi dojo, and the disciples who roll the name stand in front of the door, bringing in the heroes one by one.

　　 The people sitting in the hall were also fifth-grade masters the last time.

　　Buyun Mountain, as the leader of the southeast martial arts line, holds a martial arts conference every year, which is intended to improve the cohesion of the martial arts and exchange what is needed.

　　 is now surrounded by young disciples, and the high-ranking elders are all sitting on the high platform.

　　 But the main seat at the top, the position of the Supreme Elder, is empty.

Next to 　　 sat a thin old man, the stars holding the moon.

　　He is the current elder of Bu Yunzong and the disciple of the sword **** who was once famous all over the world, Yu Ding.

　　 Yu Ding looked at the enthusiastic hall, the quagmire people called brothers and sisters, the atmosphere was fiery, not only was not happy, but sighed slightly.

　　 "Yang Qing, the southeast mansion Qingyang, will come to worship the mountain with his son Yang Yongguan!"

　　 This time, the voice of the disciple of the roll call is extraordinarily loud.

　　 As soon as the voice fell, everyone felt a scorching breath coming from the entrance of the hall.

　　 "Huh? Senior Zhang and his elder's home is not there? That Ben Hou has gone for nothing."

　　 A middle-aged man, wearing a robe with gold silk and jade, with a fortified face, Shi Shiran walked in.

　　 can't hide his burly figure, his blood is burning like a blazing sun, sitting on the tiger and dragon plate, there is a kind of aura of not anger and majesty.

　　 The gazes of the people around him were mostly mixed with compliments and flattery. These lords of the rivers and lakes were in front of him, like buns, different from the mud.

　　 Great Leaving the country, Qingyanghou in the southeast mansion, the warrior at the top of the third rank, stomped, and the whole southeast had to shake three times.

　　 Yu Ding looked ugly and smiled reluctantly: "The Patriarch is currently in retreat, preparing for the attack on Tianmen. Please forgive me, Qingyanghou, the rest of us here..."

　　 "Hmph, forget it, Bu Yunzong hasn't seen two characters in recent years." Yang Qing twitched the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes to raise his mind: "This Hou is sincere, so I'm waiting here."

　　The implication is that everyone here is spicy chicken.

　　 With these words, the air in the main hall has solidified a bit, and the atmosphere among the people in the arena has become more subtle.

　　Buyunshan green and yellow did not pick up, everyone knows in their hearts. The reason why they were still respectful before was entirely because the prestige of the Supreme Elder Zhang Queer was too appalling.

　　 It's not good to say that, although Qingyanghou's third rank pinnacle is a prince, it is not a fart compared to that one.

　　 But it looks like...I haven't seen that person come out for many years.

　　 Yu Ding heard such aggressive words, but was silent for a while, "I'm going to ask the ancestor to come out of the mountain, Qing Yanghou and the noble son take a rest."

"Humph."

　　 Yang Qing saw the two deputy heads of Bu Yunshan walking into the back hall, as if discussing important matters, a smile appeared on his face.

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ps: This kind of brain supplement is a bit difficult to write. I have to use a limited IQ to make the logic fit and to ensure the smooth development of the plot. I also have to consider making the protagonist install X. It is inevitably slow to write Forgive me, of course, there is a recommendation ticket and a collection, which is another matter... ahem.

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　　 Now, you guys don’t know how to use an old man for nothing (#^.^#).