"Oh my God! This is...Peach Blossom Land?"

A large stone stood next to the entrance. Liu Xianglian wiped the dust that fell on it, and the inscription appeared: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi. In such a heartless world, we should be treated as lovers. By the order of the Holy Mother of the Human Race, forgive me

A group of romantic and resentful ghosts, crazy men and women, entangled in entanglements, perform the song of a happy reunion in the Red Mansion."

This is?

Liu Xianglian was shocked. Just the inscription on the inscription shocked him extremely.

Looking down further, his heart was shocked. He finally knew why he came to this world in the book.

It turns out that the Supreme Goddess of China read Dream of Red Mansions with great interest, and was extremely dissatisfied with the ending. She wanted to find Lao Cao to change it again, but found that Lao Cao had been affected by the obsession and resentment of countless Red Learning enthusiasts, and the true spirit did not know where to fly.

Where.

Therefore, Liu Lien, who also longed for the world of Red Mansions, was photographed to reenact the Red Mansions. After completion, there were many benefits...

In short, it is the resentment of a goddess.

At the same time, in order to fight against those strange and chaotic gods and the strife-torn imperial power, the goddesses and gods artificially raised the level of the world, giving mortals the power to fight against the flower fairies in the Age of Ending Law.

And Liu Anxi is the first butterfly to flap its wings.

But even so, the difference in strength between mortals and the flower demon in the Taixu Illusion Realm was still too big, so I ordered a little immortal to teach the destined person a skill.

Signed by: Painting Saint Zhang Sengyao.

Zhang Sengyao?

The finishing touch is Zhang Sengyao?

Damn, I said that scholar is not simple!

Liu Xianglian is now more and more suspicious that the scholar she met outside Jinling City is Zhang Sengyao!

If you want to transfer skills, just say so. You dare to discount the words of the Supreme Goddess. You are simply making fun of your own immortal path!

"Zhang Sengyao!"

Liu Xianglian started shouting, but suddenly felt something was wrong. Although this monk Yao was an ant in front of the Supreme Goddess, he was not the same little ant in the eyes of the other party?

Liu Xianglian quickly changed her words and shouted: "Zhang Shenxian, the boy is here!"

When no one responded, Liu Xianglian simply continued walking inside. A peach orchard was filled with flowers, and the fragrance was overflowing. There was no light source, but the surroundings were as bright as day.

Unlike the eerie tranquility, in this peach forest, birds and butterflies, fish swimming in the creek, chickens and dogs hearing each other, large areas of farmland are connected one after another, and among the bamboo groves nestled between mountains and rivers is a

A continuous small lake with sparkling waves, water birds floating on it, and a huge garden with various flowers competing for beauty and complementing each other.

In the distance, a purple plant stood proudly. Liu Xianglian took a closer look and saw that her green stems and leaves were as delicate as jade. Tingting was independent and outstanding. Liu Xianglian stretched out her hand to touch it, but she turned in a different direction on her own.

The scene in front of you looks so familiar?

Liu Xianglian vaguely felt that she had seen it somewhere!

Got it!

Liu Xianglian took out the painting made by the scholar suspected of "Zhang Sengyao" from her arms.

That's it!

Although the world in this painting is only a glimpse of the scenery here, the grand scenery can also be understood from the painting.

The fragrance remains as before, deep spring is locked in the garden, and only the mundane world is floating around.

This paradise is clearly not a thing on earth, everything is frozen in the most beautiful time.

Liu Xianglian followed the path paved with rainflower stones, meandering and sneaking through the sea of ​​green flowers, and came to a small courtyard.

There is a letter, a rough jade wolf brush, a pamphlet, and a painting of the Eyeless Nine Dragons left in the courtyard.

I said in my heart: You boy, you are finally here. You boy has good character, so I also follow the order of the Holy Mother Queen and teach you my unique skill of "nine concave and convex paintings", the wolf-hair jade pen, and the Nine Dragons trapped sky formation, so that you can do it for yourself.

If you wish yourself well, I will go.

Signed: Zhang Sengyao.

Liu Xianglian did not complain about the other party's irresponsibility. He was stunned by the unexpected encounter that was neither a relative nor a reason. How could he dare to expect more?

Opening the booklet, the first page shows Zhang Sengyao's envy, jealousy and hatred for this lucky guy, and then explains how strange the world in this book is. Although the Virgin Mother has tried hard to balance, the Jinghuan Fairy and Lai Seng are lame.

The rank of Shenying’s waiter is still too high.

So I have to apply a patch before I can barely continue.

The Nine Dragons Trap Formation is this patch. The Virgin Mother originally asked Zhang Sengyao to teach her, but the other party saw that she had no qualifications, so she just drew it herself.

As long as he burns the Nine Dragons Trap Formation with his own hands in front of the Twelve Hairpins in the Red Mansion, the vigilant Fairy Fairy of Taixu Illusion Realm and Tianwaitian will no longer be able to use her powerful spells to directly affect the people who are in danger. At most, it will cost a huge price to pass through.

Dreams have some impact.

This also limits the opponent's performance.

Monk Dao, on the other hand, can no longer use the extraordinary power of Jing Huan Fairy, and can only use the strength gained through his own cultivation to deal with Liu Xianglian.

In the Red Mansion, except for the tough wood and stone former allies, all the other causal lines have been cut off by the Holy Mother. They must collect more and occupy more, otherwise these beauties will be trapped in jail. Once the Holy Mother blames them, they will have to be slaves in the next life.

Such a beast...

Overall, this is very good news!

In this way, I finally have a way to deal with the Sword of Damocles hanging in my heart.

Once the lazy monk and the lame Taoist are unable to do evil through vigilant plug-ins, Liu Xianglian is not afraid of them and cannot shrink to an inch. He knows things like a god and the sea of ​​​​people is huge. It is not easy for them to find themselves.

Except for the first page of the booklet, the rest is the painting method of concave and convex nine paintings.

The painting sage Zhang Sengyao was inspired by Buddhism. His painting style is different from the light and shadow outlines of later realistic painting methods. He is meticulous in detail and pays attention to dots and sparse strokes. He is praised as "a talented painter with only one or two strokes, and the images are in harmony with each other."

"Yan", the characters painted have delicate and uneven scenery, beautiful textures, and wonderful white space. Just a corner of it can bring people endless reverie.

And the painting method in this booklet not only teaches skills, but also preaches. It is actually a method of cultivating the mind, cultivating one's nature, practicing martial arts, and practicing Taoism.

It is divided into nine levels. On the first level, a stroke is like a mirror, emphasizing that the heart is like a mirror, the painting is like a mirror, and the person is like a mirror.

The pen is like a mirror, everything in the world comes to life under the pen.

The heart is like a mirror, it can clearly see the nature and reject external evil.

People are like mirrors, and their eyes are like torches. They can quickly learn skills that require skill.

Liu Xianglian was so happy that bubbles were about to pop out of her nose. If life could be a simple one, how many people would be willing to suffer personally?

Looking back, Liu Xianglian couldn't help but cursed: "Damn! Did you make a mistake? You still have to learn to draw step by step?!"

He is good at drawing design sketches, and he does not find it easy at all to draw freehand flowing water and long-lasting traditional Chinese paintings...

"That's all, that's all! Such a huge benefit, not to mention learning Chinese painting, even running naked in Jinling City can still frown."

I also looked at the picture of the Nine Dragons Entrapment Formation that can restrain the vigilant fairy. In the picture, the nine green dragons are each tied with a chain, flying into the sky with their heads and tails entwined. It is lifelike. The only special thing is that the nine green dragons have no eyes.

The wolf-hair jade pen was ordinary and needed to be dipped in ink to draw. It was just an ordinary brush and I drew a simple chicken casually, but the dead thing was not resurrected.

"Bah! He's such a god, he even supplies a magic pen, that's too much!"

Ma Liang's dream of becoming a magic pen was completely shattered.

After searching several times and finding nothing, Liu Xianglian was ready to leave. Although this paradise was a good place, it was not a problem for a person to die alone.

If in the future, I can attract a few beauties, sit up and down, recite poems and play poems, drink and play chess, then it would be fine to live in seclusion here.

Looking back nostalgically at the scenery that was not like the human world, Liu Xianglian held the three treasures in her arms and walked back the way she had come. As soon as she entered the secret passage, everything in front of her disappeared and she was still in the school grounds.

on the stone steps.

If it weren't for the three things in his arms, he would have thought he was still dreaming.

All the rockery secret passages have also disappeared. How could a general mansion like Liu Mansion, which has a direct route, build such small and exquisite things?

It's just a pity for that paradise on earth.

"By the way, the Painting Saint has never painted a painting with his own hands!"

Liu Xianglian hurriedly took out the painting that the other party had painted for her, and looked at it carefully. Sure enough, Zhang Sengyao's seal appeared on the blank signature, and the scroll with only the painting but no words was also signed.

The title of the painting "Wonderland on Earth".

Liu Xianglian had a vague feeling that as long as she reached the fifth level of "Nine Concave and Concave Paintings", she would be able to receive Zhang Sengyao's gift to her cheap disciple.

Since ancient times, good things have come to pass. Liu Xianglian was only depressed for a moment, and then she felt relieved.

The moon shone silvery light on the high-rise building, and a dry well next to Liu Mansion's stable shone with silvery light, like a mirror, reflecting the moonlight onto the blood-spattered wall.

One horizontal line, one count, one stroke, one stroke, this vertical moonlight seems to be writing something.

"Hundred...official..."

Liu Xianglian remembered it carefully, knowing that this was probably the secret that Marquis Yanyun left for the survivors.

Unfortunately, the weather did not follow people's wishes, and a dark cloud covered everything like a dark curtain, and heavy rain fell from the sky.

Gan!

The weather in the south is really bullshit, Liu Xianglian complained, cursing.

Anyone who is only a few steps away from being able to perfectly achieve the purpose of solving a puzzle, but is suddenly disrupted by an accident, will not be in a good mood.

Liu Xianglian was unwilling to lie on the ground and stared straight at the small well, trying to figure out the secret of the small well's ability to emit different trajectories of the moonlight that rises and falls regularly.

But I only saw some Yuhua stones in the well that were polished as smooth as mirrors, and some had transparent jade embedded in them.

The ancients were really able to create flowers when playing with light and shadow!

There was no water in the well, so Liu Xianglian took advantage of the darkness to go down into the dry well and smashed the special stone that reflected the first two characters. Even if others could discover the secret in the future, it would be incomplete.

After everything was done, Liu Xianglian clapped her hands with satisfaction, climbed over the wall and left.
Chapter completed!