I'm Really Not A Great Person

"Of course you can, I didn't expect Miss Mo to be a fellow practitioner who loves calligraphy and painting.

Ye Linfan immediately agreed.

Anyway, these calligraphy and paintings are all written and painted by him in his usual hands.

Not many people watched.

Now someone appreciates.

Naturally, he couldn't ask for it.

The two of them came to the desk.

Ye Linfan asked, "Which one do you want to see?"

"Or just look at the painting you have painted recently."

Mo Qingwu said slowly.

In fact, she didn't have the calligraphy and paintings she wanted to see.

It's just that she can feel that these calligraphy and paintings are not ordinary.

That's why she brought it up to take a look.

"Okay, I just drew a picture yesterday, so let Miss Mo taste it.

Ye Linfan nodded and said with a smile.

After speaking.

He picked up a painting and placed it on his desk.

Then it slowly opened.

As soon as the paper was opened.

There is a monstrous force that permeates all directions.

Mo Qingwu's body was also hit by this force and took several steps back.

Her face was shocked.

What's going on

? Why is a painting so powerful?

This power was so powerful that her heart still trembled to this day.

Fortunately, this force is not directed at her.

That's why he just pushed her back a few steps.

If it's against her.

She must have been torn apart by this force.

"Miss Mo, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Linfan saw Mo Qingwu suddenly take a few steps back, and asked with some confusion.

Didn't you say you wanted to see the paintings, why did you

suddenly step back?"

Mo Qingwu shook his head and walked back to the desk.

When her gaze fell on the drawing paper.

She felt her breath suffocate.

This painting is amazing.

I saw a white figure holding a long sword on the painting.

This white figure stepped on the sky with both feet, elegant like a fairy, like a fairy.

Around him, there were tens of thousands of long swords floating.

These long swords are pointed straight ahead, invading with murderous intent.

See this painting.

Mo Qingwu secretly took a breath of cold air.

This...... This is a peerless swordsmanship.

It's really horrible.

Even if it's just a painting.

The sword aura that permeated the painting already made her feel that she couldn't look directly.

"Mr. Ye, is this a peerless sword technique?" Mo

Qingwu asked with wide eyes.

This move is too powerful.

Definitely far beyond any swordsmanship in this world.

"That's right, it's indeed a peerless swordsmanship.

Ye Linfan did not deny it.

Really.

He actually drew the peerless swordsmanship on paper.

And it can also leave sword intent.

Such strength is simply terrifying.

I'm afraid that even the powerhouses of the Ninefold Saint Realm may not be able to do it.

Could it be that Mr. Ye's strength has surpassed the Ninth Sacred Realm and reached the legendary Divine Realm?

Mo Qingwu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

No wonder he couldn't sense the slightest power fluctuation on Ye Linfan's body.

It's not because Ye Linfan didn't cultivate.

It's because I'm too weak.

I couldn't sense Ye Linfan's true strength.

Ye Linfan is definitely a god realm powerhouse, there is no doubt about it.

You can't go wrong.

Come to think of this.

Mo Qingwu became more and more in awe of Ye Linfan.

It occurred to her that her master was going to have a duel tomorrow.

If you can bring this painting back, let the master learn this swordsmanship.

Maybe the certainty of a duel will increase greatly.

This painting is so precious.

If he asked for it directly, Ye Linfan might not agree.

But you have to try everything.

If you don't try, you don't know if you will succeed.

After making up your mind.

Mo Qingwu said in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, I have a reluctant request, and I ask you to agree." "

Tell me about it.

Ye Linfan was stunned for a moment and said.

"You... Can you sell me this?

Mo Qingwu asked.

In her opinion.

If such a precious word, Ye Linfan must be extremely precious.

Maybe how much it costs, the other party may not be willing to sell.

So.

She was ready to be rejected.

"I don't sell this painting.

Ye Linfan shook his head and said.

Mo Qingwu heard this, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

As I expected.

How could someone sell such a precious painting.

And they are powerful in the divine realm.

Nothing is missing.

How can you look at your own money.

However.

Ye Linfan's next sentence made her go directly from hell to heaven.

"I can give it to you, though. Hear

that.

Mo Qingwu was suddenly a little stunned.

"You said you gave me this painting, did I hear me right?"

she asked in disbelief.

"No, it's for you.

Ye Linfan nodded and said.

"But that's not good.

Mo Qingwu said with a look of embarrassment.

Boldly accept such a precious gift from others.

It made her feel a little overwhelmed.

"What's so bad about this, this painting is not worth much.

Ye Linfan said indifferently.

Worthless?

Mo Qingwu was speechless for a moment.

If this painting is circulated.

It will definitely set off a bloody storm.

However.

In Ye Linfan's eyes, it is worthless.

He is worthy of being a god realm powerhouse.

The vision and pattern are really not comparable to themselves.

"That's... Thank you, Mr. Ye.

Mo Qingwu finally chose to accept it.

She was going to take the painting back first.

Let your master get through the difficulties first.

When the time comes, let Master thank Mr. Ye.

"You're welcome, I can paint it at any time.

Ye Linfan waved his hand and said very indifferently.

Don't say this lightly, and your heart twitches.

He is worthy of being a master of the divine realm.

You can draw a peerless swordsmanship at will.

Such strength is terrifying.

Wait until you get back.

I must suggest that Master come and visit Mr. Ye.

If you can have a good relationship with such a master.

It's also a great opportunity.

"Mr. Ye, what is the name of this sword technique?" Mo

Qingwu asked.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect.

Ye Linfan said lightly.

"Such a domineering name, it's really apt.

Mo Qingwu secretly took a cool breath.

She carefully put the painting away, then took her leave.

looked at Mo Qingwu's cautious appearance.

Ye Linfan secretly laughed in his heart.

Isn't it just a painting

? It's such an exaggeration? It's

a pity.

Mo Qingwu didn't know what he was thinking.

Otherwise, it will definitely be said to him.

You don't know how valuable your painting is.

If you put this painting on the market and put it up for auction.

I'm afraid that countless strong people will fight for this painting at all costs.

After Mo Qingwu left.

Ye Linfan continued his work of carving the guqin.

The body has been carved.

Now it's time to start putting the strings together.

Strings are not just six strings to be attached.

He had to tune the six strings right before he could put them on.

Ye Linfan, who was bent on pretending to be a guqin, quickly forgot about Mo Qingwu.

Half an hour later.

Mo Qingwu hurried home.

Her home is not in any city.

It is in Mingyang Mountain, which is dozens of miles away from Luoyun Mountain.

this world.

Except for martial arts families.

There is also the ancient martial arts sect that lives on the mountain.

Before the revival of the aura, these sects lived in seclusion in the mountains and did not ask about the world.

Later, after the revival of Reiki.

These ancient martial arts sects were gradually born.

And Mo Qingwu is the saintess of the Thousand Yang Sect on Mingyang Mountain.

Her master was Qin Moyang, the sect master of the Thousand Yang Sect.

As soon as Mo Qingwu went up the mountain, a disciple of the Thousand Yang Sect greeted him.

"What about Master?" Mo

Qingwu asked.