Before arriving at Wanbao Pavilion, Qin Yi also made up some traditional repertoires of pretending to be slapped in the face.
As a result, when they arrived at Wanbao Pavilion, the gatekeeper saw Chu Jiantian and Li Qingjun's attire, his eyes were straight, and the speed of light turned into a dog licking: "It turns out that it is the Shangxian of Penglai Jiange, please come inside. Oh, what are you guys still doing, come in and let me know. Lord!"
Qin Yi: "..."
The slap in the face that you want can't exist anymore...
The sea is very large... Not to mention other places, just mention the area within this 10,000 miles, Penglai Jiange thinks that it is "host" to welcome the big competition, Penglai Jiange is the overlord here, there is no doubt.
Perhaps there are individual powerful loose cultivators, and it is impossible to offend the Penglai sword pavilion. Ordinary people may not know it, but since the Wanbao Pavilion has contacts with immortal cultivators, it is impossible not to recognize the style of the sword and the unique feeling of sword energy in the Penglai sword pavilion.
Maybe the so-called mortal kingdom on this island, the backstage is the Penglai sword pavilion, according to the general rules. Otherwise, the kingdom of mortals cannot stand, not all monks are indifferent, and if they encounter a magic way to play, they may overturn.
This is equivalent to Qin Yi and Li Qingjun returning to the south, it is difficult to find someone who does not have long eyes.
Chu Jiantian, who was a junior in front of Qin Yi and swallowed his anger and was like a dog licking in front of Li Qingjun, also changed his appearance at this moment, with a straight body and his hands behind his back, with a flat expression: "What are you doing with the big fanfare? Let's just take a look. "
"Yes." A shopkeeper appeared in a hurry and said with a smile, "The four of you, please."
The four entered the door, and the shopkeeper was still asking Chu Jiantian, "Is this Penglai Xianchang Gao's name?"
"My surname is Chu." Chu Jiantian responded indifferently. Then, as if he wanted to introduce Qin Yicheng, Qin Yi shook his head to indicate no need, and Chu Jiantian stopped.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "It turned out that it was Chu Xianchang and Li Xianzi who came here. Our pavilion is really full of brilliance."
Chu Jiantian said curiously, "I haven't introduced my junior sister yet, why are you..." Halfway through, he laughed to himself. Penglai Jiange only had a female disciple, so of course others knew about it.
"Li Xianzi really is just like the legend, a fairy-like character."
Li Qingjun really didn't like this kind of entertainment that revolved around appearance. He didn't respond at all, and the other party didn't think it was embarrassing. He led the four of them through the lobby and turned up the stairs. Li Qingjun felt that the pair around him were very silent when they entered the door, so he turned to see what they were doing, but saw the Taoist nun staring at a fox sculpture on the counter and was particularly interested. .
The Taoist priest suspected of Qin Yi was looking at the lobby of the Wanbao Pavilion with a somewhat excited expression.
Li Qingjun followed his gaze, but he was observing the murals and the central hall in the lobby, as well as the paintings and embroidery of the screens, the carvings of tables and chairs, and the furnishings of the utensils.
Li Qingjun once again felt a sense of familiarity. Qin Yi first came to Nanli, and he saw it this way... A kind of exploration meaning of "first coming to a noble place", and a kind of artistic interest peculiar to those who learn to paint. However, Qin Yi's performance was not as obvious as this person at the beginning. Is it because... After being nurtured by the Qin, Qi, Calligraphy and Painting School, this has been strengthened
She couldn't help but ask: "Senior appreciate the art of calligraphy, painting and carving of these mortals?"
"Oh." Qin Yi said casually: "The painting method is very interesting, and it is different from us... and our Middle Earth. Moreover, the middle hall has a faint aura, and it was painted by a monk."
"Hey, this senior has a good eye." The shopkeeper in front turned his head and said with a smile: "That was painted by our proprietor himself. The proprietor is a famous gentleman here."
The owner of Wanbao Pavilion, Chu Jiantian just said that he is a cultivator family. Immortal cultivator... Qin Yi is very interested, because outside of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, it is rare to see immortal cultivators with this kind of elegance. Of course, there should be. The chess, calligraphy and painting sect just takes this as a way. There should be a lot of others as hobbies, but I know too few people.
The shopkeeper said: "I can see this layer, so I know you have a knowledge of the art of painting? There may be some elegant things in today's treasure appraising meeting. The proprietor just got it not long ago. Maybe it will be the finale at the treasure appraising meeting."
Qin Yi asked curiously, "Can this kind of thing be the finale at the Treasure Appraisal Conference?"
The shopkeeper explained: "If there are excellent works, sometimes they can fetch sky-high prices. In the eyes of those who like them, they are no less valuable than other treasures."
Is it artistic value? Qin Yi smiled and said, "I'm a little interested, when will this treasure appraiser start?"
"The proprietor is on his way here, it should be almost the same." The shopkeeper said: "This time, there are quite a lot of things at the treasure appraisal meeting. I hope you seniors are satisfied."
During the conversation, I had already gone up to the top floor, and I saw that the entire top floor became a first floor, and the scope was not large. There were more than ten square tables, and a large booth in front of it should be the place where all kinds of special treasures were displayed.
At this time, the booth was still empty, and the square table was half-seat, and the scattered pieces seemed to be scattered repairers or local family members.
The square table in the front row was left empty, and the shopkeeper took four people to take a seat.
There was a commotion in the field, the rules here, the square table in the front row has always been deliberately left empty, usually reserved for the seniors who came by unexpectedly, so as not to cause trouble on the spot. The shopkeeper took people directly to the seat...
"Penglai sword pavilion!" Someone recognized it.
The commotion in the field quickly turned to silence.
It seems that the power of Penglai can stop the feeling of crying at night... Qin Yi couldn't help but look at Li Qingjun again. It is true that after she entered the Penglai sword pavilion, her temperament has changed a bit, but it is not the meaning of "iceberg" on the face, But the momentum is more sharp and sharp.
Her way of cultivating the sword pavilion may be more suitable than many brothers and sisters, because she was really killed from the dead pile of thousands of troops. The blood and courage of the original battlefield warriors seemed to have been tempered by the furnace and became solid. Just like the nature with killing and aggressiveness, people with low cultivation may feel a little tingling in front of her.
In addition, the uniform of Penglai Jiange... Qin Yi secretly swallowed his saliva.
The straight white sword outfit, the jade belt wrapping around the waist, and the dragon-frightening pendant, are capable and concise without losing embellishment. The key points are covered with silver soft armor, which is even more cool. The head is still casually tied with a high ponytail, refreshing and energetic.
She has always been beautiful. Today's attire suits her better and is more beautiful.
"Boom!" There was a sharp pain on the foot.
Take advantage of the yellow tactics, trample the sun and the moon! For personal use, it is not bad to step on your feet.
Qin Yi blushed, hunched over and hugged his feet, wanting to cry without tears.
Chu Jiantian's face is as refreshing as drinking pure brew, let you see my junior sister!
Li Qingjun's face was expressionless, but there was some understanding in his eyes. Then he narrowed his eyes gradually, and said slowly, "The two seniors have a very good relationship."
"That is." Cheng Cheng held his chest out: "Accompanying each other, supporting each other hand in hand, life and death, self is different from others."
Li Qingjun was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Speaking of my husband and I spend less time together, we really have less company. Fortunately, we are both young, and we still have a long way to go... Thank you for your advice, senior."
Cheng Cheng's eyes straightened again, what do you mean by this, did you recognize him? Recognition or not, these words can be interpreted differently. If you don't recognize it, it's just an ordinary family; if you recognize it, there is a strong fighting spirit in this sentence, but it's not the meaning of thanks...
Even the "husband" has been called out, and this ownership is declared... This is really Li Qingjun's greatest advantage. Although he didn't go to church, it was when the court was discussing marriage. Qin Yi proposed to her father. Yes, it is known to all people in the court and the public, this is the conclusion for the etiquette of the world, and everyone must admit it. This is what Cheng Cheng is dissatisfied with, why...
Then what, "we are young", "thank you seniors", are you calling me old
"You..." Cheng Cheng was about to speak, when the shopkeeper brought a fruit plate, wine and food, Qin Yi quickly grabbed a fruit and stuffed it into her mouth: "eat something."
"Humph." Cheng Cheng finally gave the food some face and focused on the fruit. This is also an unseen fruit, yellow, oval, what is this...
Qin Yi sniffed: "I finally saw lemons in this world."