Wang Zhang and Zuo Chi saw that the owner was so enthusiastic and not pretentious, so they picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of food and put it into their mouths.
Just as the moment I entered my mouth, I suddenly felt a cold feeling in my mouth mixed with a unique taste beating on the tip of my tongue.
The two raised their eyebrows involuntarily almost at the same time, and it was not that they had never seen the world.
In the past two years, they have traveled countless famous mountains and rivers, and have learned a lot of people and customs from all over the country.
But there is one thing that no matter where you go, you have never tasted such a delicious dish.
The table of food in front of me is both color, fragrance and taste, and it is really worthy of the four words "The Legend of the World"!
Seeing that the two were having fun eating, Lu Yun smiled and said, "Looking at the two of them, they were in a hurry and dusty manner, I wonder where they were going?"
Seeing this, Wang Zhang hurriedly replied: "We were from martial arts. We originally planned to travel around the world and go to Wangxiantai on the green mountains several miles away to see the beautiful scenery of that place, which is also easy to open our eyes.
By the way, in the Xia Wangzhang, the person next to me is my best friend, named Zuo Chi, I wonder what my brother is called?”
"The following is called Lu Yun."
Seeing this, Zuo Chi said strangely: "Brother Lu and I rushed to the road. I found that there was no village or shop in front of the village or behind the shop. In addition, there were fierce beasts. It was obvious that Brother Lu was not a martial arts practitioner. Could it be that he lived here to avoid disaster?"
Lu Yun smiled slightly, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "I don't want to be here either, but for no reason because a painting has traveled through time. Who can I ask for reason!"
No matter how much he complains in his heart, Lu Yun said: "The so-called three thousand great ways, everyone has their own way.
Like the two, they should be obsessed with martial arts, but Lu only loves the path of painting, and he also realizes that he has some shackles in his attainments in painting.
So I planned to live in seclusion in the mountains and fields, with the purpose of accompanying plants and trees, so as to express my feelings for the mountains and rivers, and to improve my mood and practice my painting skills."
The two nodded to show their understanding when they heard this. After all, some people are keen on weight, some are addicted to beauty, and some are good at scheming.
There are people who are obsessed with painting like Lu Yun.
Just at this moment, Lu Yun hurriedly asked, "By the way, two, where is the Wangxiantai you just mentioned?"
Wang Zhang smiled and said, "It's a strange stone on the main peak of Qingshan Mountain. We traveled around the world, one to exercise our own martial arts, and the other is because we found that we were aimless and always felt that we were wasted time a little.
Instead of wandering around, it is better to find a goal, not to delay the heroic spirit along the way, but also to see some so-called immortal relics in this world and expand their experience!"
"Immortal..."
When Lu Yun heard this, his heart was throbbing. Nothing could attract people's attention than the so-called immortals for him.
So he took the opportunity to ask, "Two, have you seen an immortal?"
Zuo Chi was not concerned at all: "There is no immortal? Anyway, since I was a child, I have heard many legends from the elders of the same clan, but I haven't seen a shadow in my eyes when I grow up like this!
I just bought a book of the Immortal Gods and followed the records above and walked around!"
"Can I let me see the Legend of Immortal God?" Lu Yun asked hurriedly.
Seeing Lu Yun's request, Wang Zhang took out a book in his arms and handed it to Lu Yun.
Lu Yun took it and saw the three words "The Legend of the Immortals and Gods" written on the deep blue book. The look of this book should be made of rubbings, unlike any isolated book collection.
Lu Yun didn't even look at it carefully, and immediately looked through it...
After a while, he had a general understanding of the book. It turned out that this book was written by a scholar a hundred years ago, named Sun Wenjun.
He was extremely intelligent since childhood and had a good swordsmanship. He just didn't like to be a writer and was just trying to ask for immortals and ask questions. So when he became an adult, he relied on the mines at home to travel around the world.
Then this person wrote down all the magical things he had heard and seen along the way.
In this way, this so-called Legend of Immortals and Gods was created, which was similar to the God Search Records that Lu Yun knew.
At this moment, Lu Yun was fascinated by the fact that he looked through some irrelevant miscellaneous notes and saw the records of his realm.
This place is called Qingshan. The mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and the streams between the mountains flow into the rivers.
The lower reaches of the river, the water system is well developed and there are countless towns, and the charm is quite a bit like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
The so-called Wangxiantai is what the author of this book listened to a traveling merchant while traveling.
When the merchant was passing by the main peak of Qingshan, he encountered heavy rain and had to rest in the cave. After midnight, he woke up inadvertently.
I found that the heavy rain stopped at some point, and the bright moon hung high outside the cave.
After leaving the cave, I saw several women singing and dancing to the moon on the strange stones on the top of the mountain.
Seeing this scene, Xingjiao Shang felt panic in his heart, so he did not dare to make a statement. He hid in the cave all night and escaped from the green mountains early the next morning. Later, he met Sun Wenjun again, and Sun Wenjun recorded this strange thing.
The name of Wangxiantai was also chosen by Sun Wenjun himself.
But it is actually not a strange story in the book, but it is actually the geography recorded in the book.
From the geography recorded in the book, Lu Yun realized that the territory he was in was Yazhou of the Thirteen Prefectures of Lingyun.
In addition to Lingyun, there are many countries, but Sun Wenjun only records what he heard about during his travels in Lingyun.
After the book was written, the man took a boat overseas alone, intending to go to Penghu Island where there was an immortal. Since then, there has been no news.
Just as Lu Yun was reading a book with great interest, Wang Zhang and the others were already full.
It was strange that the two of them didn't eat too much, but for some reason the hunger in their abdomen disappeared and they felt full.
This is somewhat strange for those who practice martial arts with a very high appetite.
But the two of them did not take it to heart. Instead, they saw Lu Yun reading the book seriously and did not disturb him. Instead, they felt that they should not continue to disturb him.
The two looked at each other. Zuo Chi originally planned to pay the money to thank him, but Wang Zhang shook his head. After all, this was somewhat humiliating to the man who was out of sight.
So I thought hard about how to thank Lu Yun for his gratitude for the meal, which would make the other party accept it happily without being abrupt.
Just at this moment, the breeze in the window of the thatched cottage came, and a page of white paper trembled slightly!
Seeing this, Wang Zhang's eyes lit up!
He immediately came to the table and saw a picture of a general rushing to the formation on the drawing paper on the table.
The general's beard is two feet long, with red phoenix eyes, eyebrows, and lying silkworms. He looks tall and majestic.
The only regret is that the person in the painting has no eyes and less charm.
Even so, in Wang Zhang's eyes, this painting made him shocked!
It was just because the person in the painting gave him some reason a breathtaking murderous aura, like a cold blade that made his neck feel cold.
Even though he had only a little understanding of the way of painting, he couldn't help but admire him in his heart.
So he picked up the drawing paper and took out two silver words: "Brother Lu, the person in your painting is really exquisite. I would like to buy it with ten taels of silver. I wonder if Brother Lu can give up his love!"
Hearing this, Lu Yun closed the pages of the book and smiled slightly. Why didn’t he know that this was Wang Zhang’s excuse, it was nothing more than a different way to thank him for the banquet.
No matter how good this painting is, it is still a residual painting. After all, painting a dragon requires the finishing touch to gain its spirit.
This painting without finishing touches, even if it is vivid, is a piece of work from beginning to end.
Chapter completed!