In the small building where the master of Lingxiao Pavilion lives alone.
Ye Lingxiao, who is free and unrestrained, holds a paintbrush in his hand and is painting carefully.
Ye Qingyu was flipping through an ancient book casually in front of the bookshelf.
"Dad." She asked casually, "What did Du Ruhui say to you when he came over that day?"
Ye Lingxiao stopped writing and turned to look at his daughter with a half-smile: "Do you want to know, or does that kid want to know?"
Ye Qingyu wrinkled his nose: "What about this boy and that boy? He has a name."
"Yes. The surname is Jiang, and the name is An'an, her brother." Ye Lingxiao rolled his eyes: "He has this status in my heart."
"He didn't come looking for me, I was just curious." Ye Qingyu stuffed the book back and took out another one with dissatisfaction in his voice: "My Lord Pavilion, how did Fellow Daoist Jiang offend you?"
Ye Lingxiao glared: "What's the matter? The Yunding Immortal Palace I prepared for you was taken away by him. It's good that I don't cause trouble for him! Do you still have to spoil him?"
"Okay, okay." Ye Qingyu flipped through a few pages carelessly and said disgustedly: "You don't pay much attention, don't think I don't know."
"That's Yunding Immortal Palace! One of the nine Immortal Palaces in modern times. Why don't I care? I've put so much thought into you, you stupid girl!" Ye Lingxiao jumped around in a hurry, without any real-life demeanor.
"Uncle Chou told me everything." Ye Qingyu rolled his eyes at him: "There is one magical power fruit in thirty-three years, but Yunzhuan requires the right time, place and people. What you value most is Yunzhuan. Things like Yunding Immortal Palace,
Blessings are thin, but causes and effects are heavy."
Ye Lingxiao's teeth were itching: "This ugly guy can't hide anything!"
"Moreover." Ye Qingyu laughed, her smile was the same as that of Ye Lingxiao, both of them were very beautiful: "Who is my father? He has already gone his own way, how can he care about the outdated inheritance? Not to mention that Genting Immortal Palace is just a piece of cake now.
Ruins, even when they are at their peak, you still disdain them!"
Ye Lingxiao suddenly smiled brightly: "Don't say that, I will still take a look or two... Well, of course, I want to reach the top of Jiuxiao. I don't bother to follow the path of my predecessors."
This old kid was too coaxable. Ye Qingyu looked at him funny: "So, Dad, what did Du Ruhui say to you in private?"
Ye Lingxiao immediately stopped smiling: "No comment."
Ye Qingyu stopped laughing immediately and turned the page in anger: "Forget it if you don't say it!"
"Hey, please be gentle!" Ye Lingxiao couldn't bear it anymore: "You have an only copy in your hand, it's very rare!"
Hua Hua Hua.
Ye Qingyu said nothing and turned the pages of the book fiercely.
Ye Lingxiao let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Actually, I didn't say anything. Zhuang State won the war with Mo State before, and also shined in the four-party talks held in Buhu City. The country was originally growing and had some prestige. But
After showing weakness in the confrontation with Yong Kingdom a few days ago, Du Ruhui couldn't sit still and just came to test the reaction of the surrounding forces."
"That's all?" Ye Qingyu was a little confused.
"Anyway, this is what he expressed to me." Ye Lingxiao was a little dissatisfied: "Will your father still lie to you?"
Ye Qingyu chuckled: "Of course not!"
She put the precious ancient books in her hands back on the bookshelf: "You draw slowly, I'll leave."
"Wait a minute!" Ye Lingxiao scolded: "What kind of place do you think this is, the master of this pavilion? You can come and leave whenever you say?"
Ye Qingyu was quite helpless, but he still cooperated and entered the scene, and said: "Huh! This heroine has to leave today, let's see who can stop her!"
This is the daily playbook of father and daughter.
Ye Lingxiao raised his hand and raised his eyebrows: "I advise you to keep a distance from that person. He looks like he will die young!"
This is a metaphor.
Ye Qingyu lowered his posture, tilted his head and said: "I have also learned some physiognomy, why didn't I notice it?"
Ye Lingxiao suddenly felt bored and turned away: "You are too shallow!"
"Okay." Ye Qingyu felt that his father was talking nonsense again, he blinked indifferently, stepped out of the building, and closed the door with his backhand: "Let the little girl retreat and practice for a while. I will come back to you when you have deepened your Taoism."
You communicate!”
The daughter left and the small building became quiet again.
When she was very young, this place was usually very lively. But as the daughter grew older and became more and more beautiful, she had less and less topics to talk to her father about.
It's quiet here.
Ye Lingxiao stood alone for a while, looking at the painting that he had only sketched in a few strokes, and was lost in thought.
After a long time, I finally put down the brush in my hand and didn't continue.
Just a sigh——
"There are infinite painting hands in the world, but there is no way to paint a picture without sadness."
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Some are happy and some are sad.
Jiang Wang retreated from the sword-discussing stage and won another victory without using his magical powers.
Although he has not yet made it into the top 100 in Taixuan Realm, he has accumulated a lot of merit and can deduce Taoism. The freshly baked three-story Taoist stage is waiting for him to open.
The blessed land is still as it was originally, without any changes due to the continuous decline in ranking.
I missed the Blessed Land challenge day in Chiyun Mountain, and now Blessed Land has fallen to Dongbaiyuan, which is ranked 39th, with only 430 points accumulated every month.
From the thirty-sixth place in the Blessed Land, every time you drop one person, your accumulated merits will only be reduced by ten points per month. This number can be said to be very small.
Jiang Wang feels more and more that the monthly achievements of Blessed Land are just a small part, and he has not yet been able to see the real big benefits.
He is now in the Neifu realm, and the fifth-grade sword-discussing platform used by Xinghe Sword-discussing requires 120 points of skill to activate, and a battle has already been won by 240 points of skill. Every month in Blessed Land, this
What's the use of a little power? It's not worth fighting for those strong men.
Of course, the prerequisite for knowing the truth can only be victory.
So far, he has not won any Blessed Land challenge, so he can only keep doubts in his heart.
The manifested Kuchiki Jue was placed on the platform, and with the blessing of Taixu's No. 1 Tenglong Rongming, the effect of the platform was now four stories high, and the deduced techniques were naturally more perfect than before.
After spending all the hard work, this time I finally deduced the Kuchiki Jue from the first-grade low-grade to the first-grade middle grade. It has entered the threshold of inner monks' practice. It is on the same level as the eight-tone flame sparrow and the flame sparrow holding the flower.
The more I study this Taoism, the more I realize its potential. It is a very rare aura, but it is limited to the talent of the dean of Wangjiang City Taoist Academy and cannot be pushed to a higher level.
Jiang Wang himself can't do it, because he has no inspiration for the Kuchiki technique and lacks the vision to stand at a higher level. This is where the superiority of the Taoist stage is reflected.
The greatness of Taixu Illusion may only be appreciated by people when it becomes truly popular.
Jiang Wang didn't think much about it, and after he was thoroughly familiar with the first-class mid-grade rotten wood art, he engraved it into the first inner palace.
This is the first instant Taoist skill at his inner level, and it means a lot to him.
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ps: "There are infinite painting hands in the world, but a sad picture cannot be painted." - "Late View of Jinling"·Tang Dynasty·Gao Chan