Liu Wuxie would never allow anyone to use his friend's name to deceive him. It would be fine if he didn't meet him. If he did, he would definitely stand up and stop him.
After being scolded by Liu Wuxie for a while, Mr. Hua's face turned extremely ugly, and a hint of ferocity flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Boy, you dare to blaspheme my master, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
After Master Hua finished speaking, he slapped Liu Wuxie with his palm, and the power of the third level of Daluo Golden Immortal swept out.
No one expected that Mr. Hua would take action as soon as he said so.
Facing the third level Da Luo Jinxian, Liu Wuxie did not retreat, a fierce murderous intention flashed deep in his eyes.
"Xuanyin Divine Needle!"
No one could see clearly that a dark green magical needle appeared, like a sharp thorn, and disappeared in front of Liu Wuxie.
"ah!"
Master Hua suddenly let out a scream, and blood flowed from the palm he slapped, and there was a hole in it.
The sudden scene caught everyone by surprise.
The majestic third-level Daluo Jinxian, who was also a disciple of the Painting Saint, was actually injured by a small half-step to the Immortal Realm.
Daluo Jinxian's physical body was strong, and the cracked hole could be restored quickly. The Xuanyin Divine Needle only broke through his defense, but it did not endanger Master Hua's life.
"Whizzing!"
At this time, the two Immortal King Realms standing behind Mr. Hua took action at the same time, forming a pincer attack on the left and right, intending to eradicate Liu Wuxie.
A trace of ghost energy overflowed, which ordinary people could not detect, but Liu Wuxie could sense it clearly. A trace of black gas flashed in the eyes of the two immortal kings who attacked Liu Wuxie.
"I didn't expect that the ghost master sect that had disappeared for a long time would reappear in the world. You used ghost energy to paint paintings to confuse everyone. What is your purpose?"
Liu Wuxie sneered, the sound was so loud that it spread throughout Mochou Lake.
Especially when the three words "Ghost Master Sect" were heard, the entire Mochou Lake exploded.
"What! They are from the Ghost Master Sect."
Whether it was the monks at the edge of Lake Mochou or the monks on the high platform, everyone's face was full of incredulity.
The Ghost Master Sect is a very ancient sect. They are good at ghost arts and painting, and their painting skills are not inferior to those of the Painting Saints.
Unlike the painting saints, the paint in every painting of the Ghost Master Sect is made of human blood, which contains extremely strong ghost energy. The paintings produced are extremely bewitching.
The scary thing is not these, but every painting in the Ghost Master Sect has a powerful ghost energy, which can slowly erode your soul sea, and finally be occupied by the ghost energy, and eventually become their puppet.
This approach aroused the anger of many people, and many powerful people went to the Ghost Master Sect to ask for an explanation, but were eventually killed by the Ghost Master Sect.
The Painting Saint learned that the Ghost Master Sect used painting skills to harm people, so he went to the Ghost Master Sect alone, and with a painting, destroyed most of the Ghost Master Sect, and only a few remnants escaped.
Unexpectedly, after many years, the Ghost Master Sect would appear in the public eye again.
The speed of the two immortal kings who attacked Liu Wuxie obviously paused. They did not expect that Liu Wuxie actually revealed their identities.
A vicious expression, like a ferocious earthworm, appeared on the faces of the two Immortal Kings. The speed of their attacks suddenly accelerated, carrying the terrifying power of the Immortal Kings. It was difficult for Liu Wuxie to breathe under the pressure.
He was about to sacrifice the Lu Yan brothers and Heizi. Even if they were defeated, they could still fight with them.
Liu Wuxie did not hesitate to reveal his identity for the sake of his old friend.
At this critical moment, a scent of fragrance flashed in front of Liu Wuxie, and the woman in green stood in front of Liu Wuxie at some point.
"Bang bang!"
Follow Mr. Hua
The two Immortal Kings who were together were directly thrown away by the woman in green.
The dull sound resounded throughout the high platform, and those monks with weaker cultivation levels almost fell into the lake.
Liu Wuxie was stunned and didn't understand why this woman wanted to save him.
The two immortal kings who were thrown away steadied their bodies, their faces gloomy and terrifying. There seemed to be a terrifying force lurking in the body of the woman in green, which made them very afraid.
"Are you sure they are from the Ghost Master Sect?"
The woman in green threw away the two fairy queens, her eyes fell on Liu Wuxie's face, and she asked without any emotion.
Liu Wuxie didn't like this cold gaze, but the other party did save her just now, so she still replied: "Yes."
After receiving Liu Wuxie's answer, the woman in green turned around, and a biting cold air swept across the entire high platform. Even those in the Immortal Lord Realm shrank their eyes. This breath made them very uncomfortable.
"Are you really from the Ghost Master Sect?"
The woman in green asked the painting master coldly.
She was almost fooled just now and spent 100 million fairy stones to buy the works of the Ghost Master Sect.
"Girl, don't listen to his nonsense. I am really a disciple of the Painting Saint."
Master Hua looked aggrieved and told the woman in green not to believe Liu Wuxie's words.
Those around them didn't know who was real and who was fake, so they could only step aside and watch the situation change.
The woman in green frowned slightly. Just now she heard that Mr. Hua and others were members of the Ghost Master Sect, so she took action boldly.
If they were not from the Ghost Master Sect, wouldn't I be wronging a good person?
"Can you prove that they are from the Ghost Master Sect?"
The woman in green turned around and continued to ask Liu Wuxie.
Since he said that Hua Gongzi was from the Ghost Master Sect, he had to provide substantial evidence.
Liu Wuxie frowned. Of course he could prove that they were members of the Ghost Master Sect, but that would easily reveal his identity.
"My little friend, since you said they are from the Ghost Master Sect, you must provide evidence, otherwise you will be making irresponsible remarks and slandering others."
Zhuang Du stood up at this time and was obviously on Mr. Hua's side.
"The banker is right, please come up with evidence."
There were many monks in the field who supported Hua Gongzi. After all, they had just witnessed Hua Gongzi's painting skills with their own eyes.
This kind of uncanny and ingenious painting technique can only be achieved by disciples of painting saints.
All the fingers were pointed at Liu Wuxie, thinking that he had ruined the good things here.
Facing the verbal and written criticism from countless people around him, Liu Wuxie's face showed no signs of strangeness. Instead, he walked towards one of the paintings, which was the picture of the mountain they wanted to buy just now.
"Painting saints paint mainly with seven horizontal and seven vertical lines. To put it bluntly, they use seven horizontal lines and seven vertical lines to construct the outline of the painting, and then add branches and leaves on top. If you look at this painting, at first glance, it does have seven horizontal lines and seven vertical lines.
But at the peak, there is obviously a broken axis."
Because except for Liu Wuxie, no one present had seen the original painting of the painting saint.
They only know the painting saint, but they have never seen the real painting of the painting saint.
The woman in green clothes standing in front of Liu Wuxie suddenly raised her eye hair. She looked at the mountain map in Liu Wuxie's hand. It was exactly what Liu Wuxie said. There was a broken axis in the middle.
"It's nonsense. This is just your family's opinion. Who can prove that the painting sage used seven horizontal and seven vertical techniques."
A young man walked out of the crowd with a mocking tone. The moment he walked out, he looked at the painting master.
.
It was this young man just now who kept adding to the atmosphere. If I guessed correctly, this man and the painting master should be in the same group, deliberately blending in with the crowd and inciting everyone's emotions.
The people around them all nodded, wondering how a high-ranking figure like the Painting Saint could teach the essence of his painting skills to others.
Liu Wuxie was only a young man, with such a level of cultivation, how could he meet the Painting Saint? He must be talking nonsense.
"I can prove what he said, that the painting sage did use the seven horizontal and seven vertical technique."
A young man walked over from the edge of the high platform. When Liu Wuxie saw this man, a slight smile appeared on his lips. It was the young man who was lying on the edge of Mochou Lake with him just now.
After saying that, the young man took out an ancient book from his arms, presented it in front of everyone, and continued to say to everyone: "My name is Qin Long, and I am a descendant of Qin Zhen. This ancient book was given to my ancestor by the Painting Sage.
, which contains the seven horizontal and seven vertical methods."
Hearing that this ancient book was a gift from the Painting Sanctuary, everyone's face showed a fiery look.
The Qin family was also famous in the Xianluo domain back then, especially their painting skills, which were second only to the Painting Saint.
"Can you lend me this ancient book to read?"
The woman in green walked up to Qin Long and asked softly.
To be continued...