Because the painting style is a bit abstract, unlike the style that carbon-based organisms can draw.

Back to business.

The first painting is a Taoist temple, located on the green mountains and between the green water. Zhao Zijing asked curiously: "Fellow Taoist Yan, you are well-informed, do you know where this is?"

Yan Chixia glanced at the corner of her eyes, slightly surprised: "Hey, Chisong Immortal on Chisong Mountain, Chisong Immortal sitting on the Chisong Altar? Isn't this the place where Junior Brother Chen and I learned from each other?"

The best surname in the world is Chen?

Everyone's hearts trembled: "I dare to ask my friend, who is the most famous person in the world?"

"Chen...uh...sorry, I forgot."

Yan Chixia, who was not good at lying, had a flash of embarrassment and uneasiness in her eyes, and she made it clear that she did not want to reveal anything. Upon seeing this, Zhao Zijing and others also kept silent and did not ask any further questions.

Keeping it secret proves that there is something unspeakable. It's just a name. Don't ask again and again. It's not worth it to leave a grudge between each other in the end.

In fact, Yan Chixia's original intention was not like this.

However, the moment he opened his mouth, the supreme will of Youdao suddenly locked onto him, like an order from the sky, ordering him to keep silent: God's will cannot be violated, and there was nothing he could do.

The second mural.

One day when the moon was bright and the stars were scarce, Yan Chixia knocked on the door of the clothes display room.

"Junior brother, are you asleep?"

"Crunch."

The wooden door was opened, and a slender man in white clothes walked out, shielded by the mist, and exchanged a bow with Yan Chixia: "Senior brother came here late at night, what do you mean?"

"cough…"

Yan Chixia, who knew it was disturbing her dreams, scratched her head in embarrassment and said warmly:

"Brother, I heard that there is a newly built Jinguangbao Temple not far from the mountain. On the surface, it looks solemn, but in fact, there are evil spirits floating around. It specializes in picking out passers-by, bewitching them, and eating them..."

Speaking of which.

Yan Chixia was hesitant and hesitated to speak. Chen Yi took the initiative to answer: "Senior brother wants to do chivalry and justice, but is afraid that he will be weak alone, so you come here to invite me to join him?"

"Haha, I really can't hide anything from you."

Laughing heartily, Yan Chixia asked Chen Yi with expectant eyes:

"Then...junior brother, do you have free time?"

End of the second mural.

Zhao Zijing's expression was a bit strange: "Brother Taoist has a cultivation base in the Golden Core Realm, and he has such a high level of swordsmanship. Do you still need the help of others to conquer demons?"

"Have you ever heard of a hundred ghosts walking at night?"

Yan Chixia said calmly: "That night, when I opened my Dharma eyes, I saw that the temple was constantly burning incense and the attic was full of obscenity. This is a dead end where good and evil are intertwined and cause and effect are endless."

"In a dead situation, a demon king will definitely be born. Although I am known as the second best in the world in swordsmanship, second only to Junior Brother Chen, but the demon king is in charge, I still feel that I am unable to do what I want."

Zhao Zijing was silent, with a question hidden in his heart:

If you can't do it, can your junior brother do it?

The third mural.

Chen Yi shook his head and flatly rejected Yan Chixia's request: "I'm sorry, senior brother, it's not appropriate for me to go out in the mountains these days, otherwise I will be prone to misfortune."

Yan Chixia was stunned: "Why did you say that?"

Chen Yi turned sideways and pointed at the copper coins lying quietly on the table: "I learned the six plum blossoms from Bai Hu'er Lian for a few days, and I just took advantage of my free time to make divination and figure it out."

"Uh...okay."

Yan Chixia touched the tip of her nose, but she didn't force it. She made a fist with her right hand, turned her left hand into a palm, with her left palm outside, covering her right fist, cupped her hand, and was about to leave.

"Senior brother, wait a minute."

Chen Yi stopped him, turned around and entered the house, bringing out a palm-sized sword pill:

"I know about the Jinguangbao Temple. It's called Lanruo, and it's a dangerous place where hundreds of ghosts roam at night. With your current cultivation level, senior brother, there's probably nothing you can do to avoid the evil spirits in the temple."

"Although I can't go down the mountain, I can't just sit back and ignore my senior brother when he's in trouble. Take this sword pill. In times of crisis, crush it into pieces and you can kill the demon king in the Golden Core Realm."

Yan Chixia opened her mouth wide and was doubtful:

My junior brother has never even been outside the mountain gate, yet he actually knows more than me?

"You...also calculated these?"

"Just take it as such."

"Junior brother Bao Gua understands the mysteries, I admire you."

"Small means are not worth mentioning."

Chen Yi waved his hand and was about to close the door.

Yan Chixia suddenly pressed against the door frame and asked worriedly: "Junior Brother, it's not that I don't believe you. The Golden Pill Demon is nothing to play with. Does this sword pill of yours really work?"

To say that Chen Yi himself can kill the Golden Pill Demon King, Thaksin believes that it is just a mere sword pill...

"Don't worry, senior brother, there is only one kind of person that the sword pill I refined cannot kill."

"Who?"

Chen Yi patted Yan Chixia on the shoulder, smiled, and closed the door behind her back:
Chapter completed!