I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

Li Xiaobai shook the scroll in his hand and presented it to everyone.

"This is..."

The surrounding monks were speechless. The white paper on the scroll was all blackened by ink, leaving only a dot in the center.

This thing can also be called a painting, where does the confidence come from?

"Boss Ye is teasing us, this casual doodle is not a painting." Xia Jian said lightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"It seems that Boss Ye is not proficient in painting, but we are rude." Wang Ruoxian glanced at the painting and lost interest.

"I thought you two were young talents and ambitious people, and you should have different opinions. I didn't expect that you would have the same views as the world." Li Xiaobai said lightly.

"This painting is the image of all living beings. We gather here to find the dawn in the darkness and the lights in the fog. In the northern region, the Holy Demon Sect and the Tianwu Sect are the most respected, but the only one who can really bear the lights is the Holy Demon Sect."

"A dot in the darkness is like the brightest star in the universe, which is in line with the Holy Demon Sect's position as a lone star in this chaotic world."

Li Xiaobai talked freely, and everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that a painting that was not even as good as a child's could be said to have such profound philosophical connotations.

They couldn't help but applaud.

Li Xiaobai's face was calm. Through the flattery of Xia Jian by those lackeys just now, he had already understood that the way of painting is not about how good you paint, but how much you can brag.

As long as you can express the profound core, you can still pretend to be invincible.

The art of painting is not only aesthetics, but also psychology.

"Woof, why didn't you communicate with Master Ergouzi in advance? You made Master Ergouzi look bad!" Ergouzi cursed and swore, his face full of unkindness.

"Have you ever been embarrassed?"

"Woof..."

"Boss Ye has seen through the Holy Demon Sect."

Xia Jian said lightly, and the specious arguments made him feel a little annoyed.

"It's just specious arguments. If you can't draw, you can't draw. Why are you so mysterious!"

Xia Liu was resentful. He missed a great opportunity to target him.

"Look at other people's paintings." Wang Ruoxian said, and he looked down on Li Xiaobai even more.

"This painting of Fushan Spring Residence is nice, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and some artistic conception."

"This painting of students seeking advice is also good, with stories in the school, and has a Confucian style."

"This painting of filial piety between a son and a mother is also good..."

"Yes, look..."

The other monks unfolded their paintings one by one, commented on each other, and soon forgot about Li Xiaobai. Although Tang Neng Yipin benefited them a lot, the boss's performance was not as good as expected.

After the comments on the central character's painting were completed, the others just went through the motions, and after a few words of flattery, everyone changed the subject.

"A lot of things have happened in the city recently. The most popular one is Boss Ye's Tang Neng Yipin. I heard that many cultivators broke through their cultivation overnight. The effect is extraordinary."

"I heard that several family heads failed to get the bathhouse recipe."

"Does Boss Ye's bathing technique have any inheritance from his master?"

"Liangchen has no inheritance from his master. He relies on his hard work and seeks benefits for all living beings." Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

"Boss Ye has a heart for the world. I admire him. With this bathhouse in the future, even if we are not destined to join the Holy Demon Sect, our future will be more open!" When mentioning Tang Neng Yipin, the cultivators were happy.

Wang Ruoxian raised her eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "Tang Neng Yipin is indeed magical, but it's a pity that it is not as good as Lingquan. I tried it yesterday and the effect was not ideal."

That's because you went to the wrong store. If you go to the deluxe version of Tang Neng Yipin, you will be so comfortable that you will take off.

Li Xiaobai muttered in his heart, this woman is too superior, looking down on everyone.

"This trip to the Holy Demon Sect is not just for further study." Xia Jian said lightly.

"I would like to hear more about it."

"Have you heard of the secret realm? Throughout the ages, many talented and powerful people have left many secret realms. We are going to the Holy Demon Sect this time to improve our own cultivation. Secondly, a secret realm in the Northern Territory is about to be opened, and all the major sects will select talents to go to the secret realm."

"In the Northern Territory, there are only a handful of sects that are qualified to select talents to go to Zhongzhou, and the Holy Demon Sect is one of them."

A hint of pride flashed in Xia Jian's eyes. He was determined to get this quota.

"Hiss, I often hear about the inheritance of the Drunken Sword Immortal in recent years. Could this secret realm also be left by the Drunken Sword Immortal?"

The name of the Drunken Sword Immortal is very loud. It was also a powerful person who ascended to the upper realm hundreds of years ago.It is said that the Drunken Sword Immortal only draws one sword against the enemy, and he must drink before killing the enemy. The more wine he drinks, the more powerful the sword is.

He has been famous for hundreds of years, and no one has ever been able to pass a sword in his hands. This is the belief in the hearts of many sword cultivators.

He is also the one who left the most secret realms in the Fairyland.

"I heard from my master in Zhenyuan Kingdom that this secret realm was left by Beichen Feng, a disciple of Zhenyuan Daxian in the past. Beichen Feng has the true teachings of Confucianism and a righteous spirit. The secret realm he left behind is a blessed place for Confucian students like us."

Beichen Feng is a low-key person, and only those who practice Confucianism will know about him.

It is said that Beichen Feng once went to the Western Desert alone and discussed Taoism and Buddhism with the Western Desert Old Buddha for three days and three nights. He never used a bit of cultivation, but turned the entire Western Desert into a barren land. From then on, he became the Confucian saint in the hearts of scholars.

"Mr. Xia has the help of Zhenyuan State, and has obtained a place for further study in the Holy Demon Sect. You will definitely have a place in the secret realm. I congratulate Mr. Xia first."

Wang Ruoxian covered her face and smiled softly, which was very helpful to Xia Jian.

"Liangchen once met a Zhenyuan State Master in the Jindan period. What is his status in Zhenyuan State?"

Li Xiaobai asked. This was a question he was more concerned about. After all, he had directly made someone else's state master into a puppet in Zhenyuan State. If he was discovered, it would be difficult to explain.

"In Zhenyuan State, anyone above the Jindan period can become a state master and enjoy a salary. In my Zhenyuan State, Jindan cultivators are everywhere, which is nothing at all."

"What about Yuanying period cultivators?"

"Double digits."

"What about the Dujie period?"

"Boss Ye seems to be a little too concerned about the strength of Zhenyuan State. Zhenyuan State has a Confucian heritage and a strong foundation, which is not what you and I can imagine."

Xia Jian said lightly.

Li Xiaobai heaved a sigh of relief. The Jindan stage has no status in Zhenyuan Country, so the chance of being discovered should be very small.

"I am sorry for being so abrupt."

"Are you sure Boss Ye won't leave this seat?" Xia Jian asked suddenly.

"Well, it's quite comfortable to sit here."

"Okay, Boss Ye will sit in the challenge seat today. I am curious about Boss Ye, please give me some advice!"