Legend of the Great Sage

Li Qingshan's words were immediately recognized by everyone. Since the alliance is imperative, the most important thing is how to get more benefits from the alliance. The best result is to let the Monster Killing League and the monsters they want to kill die together, so that everyone can continue to practice with peace of mind. But this kind of thinking, of course, cannot be exported.

Wang Pushi snorted, and was a little dissatisfied with the word "Old Wang", knowing that this was a response to the kid. But this guy's words are very satisfactory, and he has some qualifications now, so he doesn't care if he is called like this.

After some more discussions, everyone finally decided to focus on Liu Changqing, together with several Patriarchs, to negotiate with Fu Qingjin. It's just that Fu Qingjin was injured this time, and the Monster Killing League was severely injured. Whether the meeting that was originally scheduled to be held in the first floor will be able to proceed as scheduled.

For this alliance, Li Qingshan didn't take it too seriously, he only felt that Fu Qingjin's place was chosen very well. As a sect, the * sect should belong to the Yaozhumeng family, but it is rooted in the Qinghe Mansion and has been mixed among hundreds of schools. It is in the blurred zone between the two. Qiu Haitang can also be regarded as a well-rounded figure, who can deal with it .

When the meeting was over, Li Qingshan and Ru Xin were arguing through sound transmission, while going out.

Liu Chuanfeng was in the crowd, glanced at Li Qingshan, and wanted to say something, Li Qingshan turned his head with a feeling, Liu Chuanfeng shrank like a cat, bowed his head and left, making Li Qingshan a little confused.

Chu Danqing stood in front of him suddenly, first bowed to Li Qingshan, and then said to Ru Xin: "Senior Sister, can you invite fellow Taoists to visit my master?"

"Danqing, you have also cultivated to the foundation building. What's wrong with your master?" Li Qingshan saw that he had also cultivated to the foundation building state, his face was less green, and he was no longer the dumbfounded look when he just came out of the mountain, but his face was full of anxiety, and Obviously not because of the Yaozu.

"My master is not feeling well." Chu Danqing forced a smile, and looked at Ruxin again.

Ru Xin wondered: "Master Chu's body, isn't my master always taking care of it?"

"Senior Huaci said, 'Cure immortality. There are destined people in the Buddha's journey, and fellow Taoists are dying, and there is no cure.' So he won't come again." Chu Danqing's face was full of sadness.

Li Qingshan shook his head, the black old man was really cold and direct, so at least he said a few words to comfort him. I don't know Ru Xin has become like this. been influenced by him.

"Since my master said so, I'm afraid... well, I'll go and have a look." Ru Xin was about to refuse, but seeing Chu Danqing's pitiful look on Chu Danqing's face, she changed her mind and agreed.

Chu Danqing thanked repeatedly, and hurriedly led the way ahead.

Li Qingshan knew that this was just doing his best,

Feeling grateful for his filial piety, I couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed, and after a change of heart, I followed.

Ru Xin said, "What are you doing here?"

Li Qingshan said: "Of course I want to visit. Master Chu and I have some fate." After a pause: "I have some calligraphy, I want to ask Master Chu to appreciate it." But he remembered the three volumes of "Cursive Characters" in his hand Sword Book".

The alliance is imminent, and the war is about to start. Improving the strength of one's human identity is a top priority. If the three volumes of "Cao Zi Jian Shu" can be restored. Maybe there will be one more powerful magic weapon that can be obtained. In the past, he was afraid of committing the crime of carrying a jade, but now he has no such worries. Because calligraphy and painting are not separated, Liu Chuanfeng probably can't count on it, and this matter has to fall on the painter.

Chu Danqing's sorrow eased a little, and he smiled and said: "Brother, you have a heart. My master also likes calligraphy very much. After appreciating a few excellent works, you may feel better."

After several years of construction, the painter has become quite impressive. Carved beams and painted walls, small bridges and flowing water, the scenery is pleasant.

Although he has been in the war, the ability of the painter is mainly poured into the painting, not the actual combat on the spot. Therefore, they generally do not perform dangerous tasks. They are more responsible for drawing paintings on the island and handing them over to the School of Economics to give other disciples an extra layer of security. Therefore, there are not many disciples lost, and the popularity is strong.

During the trip, they are all dressed in white, which is different from the pure white of doctors. They draw pictures of flowers, birds, fish and insects, landscape figures, gurgling streams, swimming fish, and the changes are indescribable.

Under the guidance of Chu Danqing, Li Qingshan and Ruxin came to a house shaded by pines and cypresses. The flowers in front of the door were not afraid of the severe cold, blooming gorgeously, and the butterflies among the flowers were so beautiful.

"Master Chu's painting skills are really amazing." Li Qingshan held a butterfly in the palm of his hand, and carefully sensed it with his spiritual sense, only to realize that these butterflies and flowers are not real.

Chu Danqing scratched his head in embarrassment: "These are all drawn by me. Senior brother has won the prize. It is not as good as the novelist's wonderful method of evolving all things. Can senior brother wait outside the door?"

"Although a novelist is good, it's a pity that the requirements for the external environment are too high. It's not as good as painting behind closed doors. Okay, you go!" Li Qingshan nodded and smiled, he almost forgot the identity of the novelist's chief disciple.

But when he looked inside his body, he found that unknowingly, the wish power accumulated in the Dayan talisman was extremely large, and he couldn't help being slightly happy: "This is the benefit of novelists. It is continuously accumulating strength."

Although Liu Chuanfeng was somewhat negative, as the real host of Yunxu Society, Sun Fubai never stopped working hard. The accumulation of so much willingness is due to his persistence. If you use spiritual power to re-sacrifice the Dayan God Talisman, you can reach a brand new realm. You don't need to rely on the things in the book, you can directly make the fake come true, turn the fictitious into reality, and make your wishes come true, becoming a powerful help .

Thinking of Liu Chuanfeng's appearance, it seems that it is time to go back to Yunxu Island and plan the next plan. He had a vague premonition that at some point in the future, this power would become crucial.

"Since you're here, let's come in together!"

Chu Shidao's old and weak voice came from inside the abode, even if Li Qingshan didn't know medical skills, he could hear the feeling that the energy in it was like a thread, and the vitality was about to be exhausted.

"Please." Chu Danqing had no choice but to give up his hand. Li Qingshan and Ru Xin stepped inside, and saw that the abode was very simple and elegantly furnished.

Chu Danqing followed closely behind, but his expression darkened slightly. The layout here is exactly the same as the place where he learned painting in the mountains. That was the place where he enjoyed the most warmth in his life. For a precarious beggar living on the street, it was just like the legendary Pure Land of Paradise, but at this moment, it seemed extremely sad.

"Danqing, you're back," a mortal woman in a plain dress greeted her from the back of the hall.

Chu Danqing respectfully said: "Master, this is Senior Sister Ruxin, and Senior Brother Li."

"Is it Li Qingshan who won "The Picture of Heavenly Girls Scattering Flowers"? I have admired her name for a long time." The woman gave a salute, and looked at Li Qingshan curiously on her unpainted face.

Li Qingshan was surprised, he had long heard that Chu Shidao took painting as his wife, could it be this one in front of him. But she is not as stunning and beautiful as in the legend, she can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu at best. And until now, he has not felt a trace of falsehood from her. Those lively eyes, eyes full of emotion, are almost indistinguishable from real people.

This is the real magical skill!

"This way, please," the woman said.

When they came to the inner room together, Chu Shidao lay on the high couch, propped himself up and cupped his hands and said, "The old man is inconvenient, please forgive me for not going out to greet him." His white hair was scattered, and although he was described as decadent, his strength of character still remained. The woman silently came up behind him, combed his hair, hummed an unknown tune softly, with a relaxed expression on her face.

"Senior, you are polite, please let me feel the pulse of senior." Ru Xin stepped forward, but Chu Shidao waved his hand and said: "No need, although I am not a doctor, but my own life and death can be calculated, Danqing, it is useless for you to do this again Things."

"Danqing is also filial, you old man doesn't appreciate it." The woman patted Chu Shidao on the head lightly.

Chu Shidao was furious: "I will teach my disciples a lesson, why are you troublesome, get out!"

The woman walked towards the wall without saying a word. There was a pair of yellowed blank scrolls hanging there. She walked straight into it and turned it into a painting. She looked at Chu Shidao with a peaceful expression.

Li Qingshan thought to himself, Chu Shidao's xinxing cultivation base is at the critical moment of life and death, and he can't control his anger, but it's no wonder. At such a time, this "teacher's wife" still shows no signs of mourning. After all, it's just a painting. No matter how human it looks, it's hard to understand human feelings.

Chu Shidao pointed at the painting and shouted: "Danqing, roll up the painting, don't let me see her."

Chu Danqing was embarrassed, but he didn't dare to disobey his master's order, so he bowed to Hua: "Master, master, he is in a bad mood, you..." Before he could say anything, "Master" turned around, and Chu Danqing went up He rolled up the picture and presented it to Chu Shidao.

Chu Shidao heaved a sigh of relief, the anger on his face melted like ice and snow, and he said with a smile: "I made you two laugh."

Li Qingshan said: "Senior's health is important, why bother to be angry with the same painting? If it is not to your liking, just replace it with another painting."

Chu Danqing frowned, she was not just a painting, but a gentle woman who took care of him growing up, just like his mother.

Chu Shidao said with a smile: "I don't have that much time, even if I have another hundred years, I will never be able to draw her again."

His eyes became deep, and he caressed the scroll and said, "When I painted her, I was still a young Qi refiner just getting started? Don't say that the charm in the painting is not enough, even the appearance is not good enough. I originally wanted to draw a As for the peerless beauty, the painting turned out to be a bit out of shape, she barely got out of the scroll, but she was lifeless, her speech was like a parrot, she was dumbfounded, she was asked to grind ink for me, and she kept knocking over the inkstone."

"Later, it became more and more... Actually, like Danqing, I like painting, but I really don't plan to marry a painting. Things are unpredictable!" Chu Shidao sighed with a smile, holding the painting scroll , like holding a peerless treasure, full of nostalgia.

Li Qingshan and Ru Xin looked at each other, both were speechless. What he poured into it was not pen and ink, but the feelings of his life, turning this poor painting of the apprentice into a creature who understands joy, anger, sorrow and joy. (to be continued)