"Brother Yun, do you know how to draw symbols when painting?"

"Won't."

Brother Yun shook his head. Painting is to cultivate your taste. It is done casually and it is impossible to use any spiritual power. It is naturally completely different from painting talismans.

Lan Yue nodded, looked at Fat Brother, and said: "Fat Brother, you use the way of drawing talisman to draw."

"ah?"

Fat Brother looked confused. Drawing symbols and drawing pictures are completely different things!

"Draw it."

Brother Yun also ordered that although he didn't know the reason, Sister Lanyue must have her own intentions.

Fat Brother looked at them and took out the talisman pen.

Okay, just draw. Even if you draw using symbols, it’s easy and simple.

He unfolded a piece of white paper and said confidently: "Then let's draw a portrait of my sister."

This time I don’t just draw directly like before.

Fat Brother closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, and his whole person became calm. The tip of his pen flashed with inspiration, and with a movement of his wrist, he finally started writing.

But the moment he put down the pen, his expression changed slightly, and everyone could see that Fat Brother was trying hard to control the pen.

However……

On the white paper, there appeared a 'painting' that was similar to the one the little fat man had just painted.

"Pfft... Hahaha... Fat brother, this is the sister you drew, Lan Yue? There are times when you can't draw it." Brother Yun Bago almost burst out laughing. God's way is so reincarnated, who can God spare!

Finally, fat brother also has a day to draw like this!

"I'll draw it again! This must be because I've never drawn talisman seals before and I'm not comfortable with it. That's why I'm like this. Hmph!"

The fat brother snorted arrogantly, tore off the piece of paper unconvinced, and laid out another one.

However, no matter how calmly he used his spiritual power to run his pen, what he drew was still a ghostly talisman.

"Fat brother, why don't you draw the simplest one first?"

Lan Yue said, after all, it was a bit technically difficult for her to tell from these two ghost paintings that they were her own portraits.

The fat brother gave Lan Yue a resentful look, and the girl didn't believe he could draw it either.

But looking at the mess he wrote, Fat Brother sighed in his heart and changed the paper again.

Then draw the simplest one.

Draw a plate with spiritual fruits on the table.

He closed his eyes, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and then started writing again.

However.

The results haven't changed at all.

He can't draw anymore, he can't even draw the simplest one!

Brother Yun looked at Lan Yue and asked in confusion: "Why is this?"

Yixiao's painting skills are recognized by his family. Why does he also suffer from this condition after using the talisman technique to paint?

Lan Yue shook her head and said, "I'm not sure now. We'll probably know when Fat Brother can use the talisman technique to draw the painting."

The remaining soul of Poseidon only told her this.

"I just asked dad. He said that the person in the previous generation who could draw was our sixth grandfather." Brother Yun said suddenly. When Lan Yue said that Fat Brother was of ancestral blood, he sent a message to Yun Xiao.

"Grandpa Six? Didn't Grandpa Six die long ago?" Fat Brother was surprised. He had never seen Grandpa Six.

"Yes! Grandpa Six died at the age of one hundred and twenty. Dad just told me that the talisman master in our family who can draw will die at the age of one hundred and twenty, no matter what his cultivation level is!" Brother Yun said and looked towards him.

The fat brother pursed his lips and threw a huge thunderbolt with an ugly look on his face.

For monks, one hundred and twenty years old is a very young age. Even a new spiritual practitioner can live to be more than two hundred years old. Yixiao is already a spiritual sect practitioner and his lifespan should be thousands of years.

Compared with a lifespan of several thousand years, one hundred and twenty years old seems like a child.

"How can it be!!"

The brothers of the Yun family looked at Brother Yun in disbelief and shouted in shock: "Brother, are you kidding me? How come we don't know!"

Just a moment ago, they were envious of Fat Brother's bloodline returning to his ancestors, but now he turned around and told them that this bloodline returning to his ancestors was fatal!

"I just found out, dad just told me."

Brother Yun looked very unhappy. A monk's retreat could be as short as half a year or as long as several decades. One hundred and twenty years old would pass by in the blink of an eye.

Lan Yue was shocked and hurriedly asked what happened to Poseidon's remnant soul.

"The bloodline awakening failed, what else could happen?"

The remnant soul of Poseidon said sleepily that he was going to sleep again.

Lan Yue suddenly understood. No wonder Poseidon's remnant soul obviously fell in love with Fat Brother. He even taught him body-building exercises, but he still refused to let Fat Brother become his disciple.

It turned out that he had seen this problem a long time ago.

Bloodline awakening failed? Is that why everyone will die at the age of 120?

The room was silent. Originally, everyone came to the auction happily to watch the excitement, but now, they learned of this bolt from the blue and were forced to face the cruel fact that Fat Brother was about to die.

The fat brother looked at their serious faces, suddenly laughed, and said happily: "Look at your faces, they are so ugly! Even if you are one hundred and twenty years old, this handsome guy can live for one hundred and twenty years.

Yes, I played and played and ate, with girls and brothers like you, it was worth it!"

"Fat brother..."

"Yixiao..."

The elder brothers and younger brothers of the Yun family looked sad and moved. Although Fat Brother was usually a bit mean, when it came time for his brothers to go to the battlefield, Fat Brother was always in the front.

"What we are saying is, look, I won't live much longer. How about you donate more of your monthly salary to me and show your love? After all, you can still receive it for many years, and I can't receive it for many years."

The fat brother chuckled, rubbed his hands, and looked forward to it.

Yun brothers: "..."

Lan Yue: "..."

When it comes to ruining the atmosphere, it’s Fat Brother.

He successfully changed the Yun family's brothers from worrying about his premature death to letting them forget it, there was nothing they could do about it.

Lan Yue thought about what the remnant soul of Poseidon said, suddenly looked at Fat Brother and said: "Fat Brother, from now on we will watch you draw every day until you draw it."

If you can't draw it, shut it up in the dark room. Whenever you can draw it, let it out!

Since Poseidon's Remnant Soul specifically mentioned that Fat Brother should use the method of drawing talismans and seals to draw pictures, it must have a special meaning.

"Not too stupid."

The remnant soul of Poseidon said something again, and then fell completely silent.

Lan Yue: "!!!"

That's too much. This is the apprentice you want after all!

But his words confirmed his guess!

Brother Yun saw Lan Yue still saying this, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Lan Yue questioningly.

Lan Yue said: "I'm just making a guess. Since your ancestors awakened through painting, maybe the key lies in this painting, so Fat Brother, give it a try!"

When the Yun brothers heard this, they all nodded and said in unison: "We will all keep an eye on it."

Even Chu Shimo nodded with interest and agreed: "Maybe this is a direction. After the auction is over, I will come and give you a good look."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chu." Brother Yun was immediately delighted. With Senior Brother Chu's help, he might have discovered something different.

But the fat brother is shaking all over, don't be so cruel!

His brothers don't know the 'cruelty' of the second senior brother, but he has seen it before!

He doesn’t have many years left to live, yet you’re still torturing him like this?

"Ding!"

A clear and sweet bell sounded throughout the auction venue. The sound was not very loud, but it reached everyone's ears.

The entire auction house suddenly fell silent. This is the rule of the Linglang Law Pavilion auction house.
Chapter completed!