Suddenly, the fisherman waved his hand lightly, and a cloud of spiritual light jumped onto the painting.
The young man in the painting suddenly came to life, and walked down from the painting. Not long after, the girl also came alive, jumping and jumping off the painting.
The young man jumped down from the tower, walked to the river, picked a river flower, and stood under a green willow tree beside a bluestone bridge.
"I'm selling flowers, I'm selling flowers, let's buy one, my husband, it's only picked when it's fresh."
The eye-popping scene happened to Xu Yi and others. A flower boy who was half the height of a person actually sold flowers to the young man who came down from the painting.
Everyone thought that the young man was nothing, and that he should not be detected by outsiders. A flower girl with no cultivation could talk to him.
The young man shook the flowers in his hand, smiled back, and the flower girl left.
The girl in Tsing-cloth leapt forward, and only then did she put her jade hand on the young man's shoulders, the entire river surface suddenly burst into a strong wind, and the river surface seemed to be boiling with a lot of bubbles.
The young man turned around with difficulty, the bluestone bridge of Manghu Lake began to show a lot of cracks, and the weeping willows by the river began to weather.
Finally, the young man disappeared without turning his head. A trace of confusion appeared in the girl's eyes, and she looked up at the sky.
Suddenly, the fisherman beckoned, and the girl turned into a ball of light and shadow, and returned to the painting.
The violent wind on the river suddenly stopped, and the cracks on the bluestone bridge remained, clearly showing that what happened before was not a dream, but a reality.
The upheavals happened one after another, even the powerful monks couldn't support it, and the continuous flow of people on the Lengyue River had already retreated.
Attracting spiritual power to the fisherman, shaking all directions, the respected Zheng Zhongzhi and Cao Zhongzhi seemed to have never seen them, standing quietly like statues.
The turmoil subsided, and everyone's eyes fell on the picture scroll. The young man had disappeared, and the girl's posture was the same as before. She stretched out her hand to rest on the young man's shoulder, but the young man disappeared, and the girl's outstretched hand seemed to be slanting Stretched in the air.
Compared to before, the girl's demeanor has also changed a lot. Originally she was happy and her eyes were bright, but now her eyes are filled with confusion and a ray of melancholy that cannot be erased.
Such a strange change makes it difficult to figure out whether the person in the painting is dead or alive.
The fisherman sighed, pointed at the scroll, "Do it."
Xu Yi moved around in the hall, his mind spinning, and suddenly he walked up to the Heimeidizi, and slapped the Heimeidizi on the shoulder, and the latter shouted, "Die!"
Xu Yi shrank his neck and said angrily, "Give me back my poetic soul!"
Suddenly, the eight arms stretched out at the same time, and hit the black-browed emperor directly. The black-browed emperor was furious, so he wanted to fight back. dimmed.
In the next moment, the black-browed emperor rolled on the ground and turned into a black pig, with all four hooves flying and trying to escape.
Xu Yi shot out a sword net and cut the black pig into countless pieces with ease.
Every piece of meat is incomparably plump, crystal clear, and fragrant. No matter how greedy Xu Yi is, he has no intention of devouring human flesh. He ingests a large amount of resources released by the starry sky ring of the black-browed emperor, and collects it in the starry sky ring. With a wave, the crystal-like pieces of meat all over the ground flew up and fell towards the river.
Immediately, countless aquariums jumped up from the river, desperately trying to grab the piece of meat.
"Whoever you want to kill, you can just say it, why use such a clever trick."
The fisherman's voice was as cold as water.
He has such supernatural powers, turning people into pigs by waving his hands. This kind of means is beyond everyone's imagination, and the whole audience is silent.
Among them, Su Xingchun was the most terrified, she couldn't stand up, collapsed on the ground, Xu Yi glanced at her, she actually returned a smile uglier than crying.
Xu Yi really wanted to speak to the fisherman and treat Su Xingchun and Tao Jingsheng like the black-browed princes.
But he can't.
One, he had to think for Xuan Lengyan, after all he still had the name of Xuan Lengyan's apprentice.
Both, he also knows very well that if you use a favor, you will lose a point.
The fisherman has descended to earth like a god, and it would be good to let him owe a little more affection to such a big man.
He regretted so much that he used such a clumsy trick on the black-browed emperor just now.
Xu Yi stopped moving, staring at the painting, allowing his emotions to fully integrate into the painting, savoring the sadness of the woman in the painting, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, every pore was gently blown by the wind Trembling, suddenly, he opened his eyes, waved his big hand, and the lights and shadows suddenly gathered into words.
But I saw him write: When begging for night, the flower market lights were like day. On the head of willow branches on the moon, people make an appointment after dusk. This year when I was begging for the night, the moon and the lamp were still there, but I didn't see the people from back then, and tears filled the sleeves of my spring shirt.
As if struck by lightning, the fisherman breathed out lightly, wrapped up the words formed by the light and shadow in the air, and threw them into the painting. The light and shadow flashed, and the words were actually reflected in the painting.
The fisherman still couldn't help himself, and he couldn't help chanting repeatedly, "When I don't see the man back then, I burst into tears."
Suddenly, three teardrops rolled out of the corners of his eyes.
Three drops of tears fell on the ground, and suddenly, the wooden floor suddenly turned green, and a large wood spirit field began to surge, and countless green vines grew in the room.
The fisherman collected the three teardrops, stared at them, and suddenly smiled, "Haha, haha, unexpectedly, the old man still has tears. How many years have passed? Haha, Ah Ruan, you are wrong. Dead thing, you see, I still have tears, and I can still shed tears."
The fisherman seemed to be insane, sometimes babbling, sometimes laughing, the whole tower trembled in his non-intense laughter, and the waves on the river became more and more wave after wave.
After more than ten breaths, the fisherman regained his composure.
He pulled out a strand of hair, strung three tears into a string of beads, hung them around his neck, and walked towards the stairs.
Seeing that the figure was about to disappear into the corridor, he turned back suddenly, stared at Xu Yi and said, "You helped me, but it hasn't benefited you yet."
As soon as the fisherman said this, Su Xingchun's heart tightened, and there were not a few people who were sweating on their backs.
Xu Yi said, "Senior has helped me too much, besides, it's just a poem, what's rare is that senior likes it, there is no need for benefits."
As soon as he said so, thousands of villains in Xu Daguan's heart roared hoarsely, "Give me the benefits quickly, give me all the benefits you can give me, give me all..."
The fisherman said, "Duplicity is not what you mean, and you are also a vulgar person, so it's boring."
As he said that, the fisherman pulled out a hair, waved his hand, and the hair shot towards him like a javelin, with a killing intent, Xu Yi couldn't move, seeing that the javelin was about to pierce between his eyebrows, suddenly, Bai Lian Steel steepens soft around fingers.
The hair wrapped around Xu Yi's left index finger abruptly and softly.
The fisherman didn't say much anymore, he picked up the fishing rod in one hand and the fishing rod in the other, and went downstairs quickly.
Xu Yixing came to Su Xingchun's side, and slammed his palms, slaps, slaps, three times in a row, making Su Xingchun's face swell like a pig, "Remember, you must have died on your stinky mouth!"