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Li Qingshan's remarks were immediately recognized by everyone. Since the alliance is imperative, the most important thing is how to gain more benefits in the alliance. The best result is that the Zhu Yao League and the monsters they want to punish will be destroyed together, so everyone can continue to practice with peace of mind. But this kind of thinking is naturally not exportable.
Wang Pushi snorted, and was a little dissatisfied with the word "Lao Wang", knowing that this was a response to the kid. However, this servant's remarks are quite agreeable, and he has some qualifications now, so he doesn't care about calling him this way.
After some further discussions, everyone finally decided that Liu Changqing would be the mainstay, together with several patrons, to prepare for negotiations with Fu Qingjin. I just don't know if Fu Qingjin was injured and the Jade Demon League was severely damaged. Whether the Huimeng originally scheduled to be in the ** building can proceed as scheduled.
Regarding this alliance, Li Qingshan didn't care too much, only felt that Fu Qingjin had chosen a very good place. ** As a sect, it should belong to the Zhu Yao League, but it is rooted in Qinghe Mansion and has been mixed among hundreds of families. It is in the fuzzy zone between the two. Qiu Begonia can also be regarded as an exquisite and exquisite figure. deal with.
When the meeting broke up, Li Qingshan and Ruxin quarreled with each other while going out.
Liu Chuanfeng glanced at Li Qingshan in the crowd. Li Qingshan turned his head with a sense of feeling. Liu Chuanfeng rattled his heart like a cat, bowed his head and left, leaving Li Qingshan puzzled.
Chu Danqing suddenly stood in front of him, first saluted Li Qingshan, and then said to Ruxin: "Sister, can you invite fellow daoists to see my master?"
"Danqing, you have also built the foundation. What's wrong with your master?" Li Qingshan saw that he had also cultivated to the foundation-building state, his face was less green, no longer the dull look when he first came out of the mountain, but his face was full of anxiety, and Obviously it was not because of the Yaozu.
"My master is a little unwell." Chu Danqing smiled reluctantly and looked at Ruxin again.
Ruxin said strangely: "Master Chu's body, isn't it always treated by my master?"
"Senior Huaci said,'Heal the undead disease. Those who are destined for Buddhism, Taoist friends will be exhausted and hopeless'. So he doesn't come anymore." Chu Danqing looked sad.
Li Qingshan shook his head, the old black man was really cold and direct, and he also said a few words to comfort and comfort others. I don't know if Ruxin became like this. Is it affected by him
"Since my master said so, I'm afraid... Okay, I'll go take a look." Ruxin was waiting to refuse, but seeing the pitiful look almost pleading on Chu Danqing's face, she changed her words and agreed.
Chu Danqing repeatedly thanked him and was busy leading the way.
Li Qingshan knew that this was just doing his own job, so he felt a little sorrowful because of his filial piety.
Ruxin said: "What are you doing?"
Li Qingshan said: "Naturally, I went to visit. Master Chu and I have some fate." After a pause, "I have some calligraphy, I would like to ask Master Chu to appreciate it." But he remembered the three volumes of "Grass Characters" in his hand. Sword Book.
The alliance is imminent, the war will begin, and the improvement of the strength of one's human identity is a top priority. If we can restore these three volumes of "Swords in Cursive Characters". Maybe there will be one more powerful magic weapon that can be obtained. In the past, I was afraid of committing crimes, but now I have no such worries. Since the origin of painting and calligraphy is not separated, most of Liu Chuanfeng can't count on it. This matter has to fall on the painter.
Chu Danqing's sorrow diminished slightly and smiled and said, "Brother is interested. My master also likes calligraphy. If I appreciate a few masterpieces, my spirit may be 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 painter's abilities are mainly devoted to painting rather than actual combat. Therefore, they generally do not perform dangerous tasks, and are more responsible for drawing paintings on the island, and handing them to the Baijia Jingyuan to give other disciples an extra layer of safety. Because there are not many disciples who have lost, they are very popular.
During the exchange, they are all dressed in white, but they are different from the pure white of the doctors. They draw pictures of flowers, birds, fish and insects, landscape figures, gurgling streams, fish swimming, and smart changes, which are beyond words.
Li Qingshan and Ruxin, led by Chu Danqing, came to an abode of pine and cypresses. The flowers in front of the door were not afraid of the cold, they were gorgeous and blooming, and the butterflies among the flowers were beautiful and beautiful.
"Master Chu's painting skills are really amazing." Li Qingshan held a butterfly in his palm and carefully sensed it with his spiritual thoughts. Fang felt that these butterflies and flowers were not real objects.
Chu Danqing scratched his head embarrassedly: "These are all drawn by me. Brother praised it. It's not as good as the novelist's magic method of evolving everything. Can you wait outside the door?"
"Although the novelist is good, it's a pity that the external environment is too demanding, it's no better than the painter to paint behind closed doors. Okay, you go!" Li Qingshan nodded and laughed, he almost forgot the identity of the novelist's chief disciple.
But when he looked inside his body, he discovered that unconsciously, the aspiration power accumulated in the Dayan runes was already extremely large, and he couldn't help but be slightly happy: "This is the benefit of the novelist. Even if you forget about it, It is continuously accumulating strength."
Although Liu Chuanfeng was a bit negative, as the real host of Yunxu Society, Sun Fubai never stopped working hard. His persistence is indispensable for his willingness to accumulate so much. If you use spiritual power to re-consecrate the Dayan Rune, you can reach a new realm, without relying on the things in the book, you can directly turn the fake into reality, turn the fictitious into reality, and make your dreams come true, becoming a powerful boost .
Thinking of Liu Chuanfeng's appearance, it seemed that he should return to Yunxu Island and plan the next plan. He has a faint hunch that at some point in the future, this power will become vital.
"Since it's here, let's come in together!"
The old and weak voice of Master Chu came from the abode. Even if Li Qingshan didn't understand medical skills, he could still hear the feeling that the anger was flowing like a thread, and his anger was about to be exhausted.
"Please." Chu Danqing had to give up. Li Qingshan and Ruxin stepped into it, only to see the simple and elegant decoration in the abode.
Chu Danqing followed closely, but his expression was slightly dark, the layout here is exactly the same as the painting place in the other mountain middle school. That was the place where he had enjoyed the most warmth in his life. For a beggar who was living on the street and looking precarious, it was as straightforward as the legendary Pure Land of Bliss, but at this time it seemed to be very sad.
"Danqing, you're back," a mortal woman in a jingqun and commoner greeted her from the back of the hall.
Chu Danqing respectfully said: "Mother, this is Senior Sister Ruxin, and Senior Brother Li."
"Is it the Li Qingshan who won the "Tiannu Scattering Flowers"? Long admiring the name." The woman gave a bow, and looked at Li Qingshan with curiosity on her face without powder.
Li Qingshan was surprised. He had long heard that Chu Shidao used painting as his wife. Could it be the one in front of him? But she is not as stunning and beautiful as the legend, at best can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu. And until now, he has not felt a trace of falsehood from her. The agile anger and emotional eyes are no different from real people.
This is the real magical skill!
"You two, please," the woman said.
When they came to the inner room together, Master Chu was on the high couch, raised his body and arched his hands and said: "The old man is physically inconvenient, please forgive me not to go out to meet him." His head was scattered and scattered, although it was described as declining, but the strength of character still remained. The woman came silently behind him, combed his hair, gently hummed an unknown tune, with a relaxed expression on her face.
"Senior is polite, please let me take the pulse for Senior." Ruxin stepped forward, Shidao Chu waved his hand and said: "No, although I am not a healer, but my life and death life can be calculated, Dan Qing, you are useless again. Things."
"Danqing is also a filial piety, you old things don't appreciate it." The woman patted Chu Shidao's head gently.
Shidao Chu was furious: "I teach my disciples, why do you do troublesome things? Get out!"
The woman walked towards the wall without saying a word. There was a blank yellow scroll hung there. She walked straight into it and turned it into a painting, looking at Chu Shidao with a peaceful expression.
Li Qingshan thought, Chu Shidao's xinxing cultivation is at the critical moment of life and death, and he can't control his anger, but it's no wonder. It's all this time, this "mother" still doesn't have any sorrows at all. After all, it's just a painting. No matter how human it looks, it's hard to understand humanity.
Master Chu pointed to the painting and shouted: "Dan Qing, roll up the picture and don't let me see her."
Chu Danqing looked embarrassed, and did not dare to disobey the command of the teacher, and saluted the painting: "Mother, the master is in a bad mood, you..." Before he had said anything, "Mother" turned around, and Chu Danqing stepped forward. Roll up the picture and present it to Master Chu.
Master Chu took a deep breath, the anger on his face melted like ice and snow, and he smiled: "Let the two of you laugh."
Li Qingshan said, "Senior's body is important, so why bother with the same painting? If it doesn't suit your mind, just use another painting."
Chu Danqing frowned. She was not just a painting, but a gentle woman who watched him grow up, just like his mother.
Master Chu smiled and said, "I don't have that much time. Even if there are a hundred years, I can't draw her again."
His gaze became deep, and he stroked the axis of the painting lightly and said, "When I painted her, I was still a small refiner who just started? Not to mention the lack of charm in the painting, even the appearance is not good. I wanted to paint one. As for Peerless Beauty, it turned out to be a little out of shape. She barely got out of the picture scroll, but she was lifeless. She talked like a parrot. She was dumbfounded. She asked her to grind the ink for me, and she kept turning the inkstone over."
"Later, I became more and more somehow... Actually, like Dan Qing, although I like to paint, I really didn't plan to marry a painting. The world is unpredictable!" Chu Shidao smiled and sighed, holding the scroll. Like holding a peerless treasure, full of nostalgia.
Li Qingshan and Ruxin looked at each other, and they were speechless. What he poured into it was not the pen and ink, but the feelings of his life, which turned this apprentice's clumsy painting into a creature that understands happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.
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