Therefore, Chen Le did not want to think so much anymore and hid everything deep in his heart. He could feel that as long as he walked out of this place this time, both his state of mind and his cultivation level would have a qualitative improvement.
A huge leap forward.
Everything will be discussed after he goes out. Now, he just wants to have a good rest.
At first, he was still thinking about training and integrating into the shrine as quickly as possible. But as time went by, Chen Le even began to forget about the shrine. Slowly, he integrated into the role of a tavern owner.
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In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed, and it has been a full year since Chen Le came to this place.[
The people of Huanyu City have long forgotten about the Immortal. Except for the city lord of the City Lord's Mansion and Qiuyue and her family, no one knows that Chen Le is the Immortal who came to Huanyu City a year ago.
The most noticeable thing is that there is a very famous tavern in the east of the city. The owner of this tavern is a young man who is very good at dealing with people. There is also a beautiful woman in the tavern, of course Qiuyue
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The two people's life is getting better and better, and the business of the tavern is getting better and better.
Chen Le no longer spends time on cultivation, and even placed a seal in his body so that he cannot use his cultivation at will.
Leisure days pass relatively slowly. The more relaxed you feel, the more interesting you feel. Because these things are things that Chen Le has never experienced at all. From his hundreds of years of life
From the looks of it, the most relaxing period of time was probably when I was in Huadu, helping Jiang Keyi manage the Yuelai Inn. At that time, I was just like now, doing some trivial things.
But at that time, Chen Le still wanted to protect Jiang Keyi, build his own power, etc. It seemed very limited, but in fact it was not, and his heart was still very tired. But it was different now, he didn't need anything
Think more, because no matter what you think now, there will be no results.
Whatever the outcome of the matter should be, that is what Chen Le can do so far. The only thing he can do now is to let go of himself, because only in this way can he slowly realize his potential, and finally
Will have greater strength. He knows very well the purpose of Patriarch Bodhi putting himself in this place.
This is something that is absolutely beneficial to you, so why should you go against the trend?
Thinking of this place, Chen Le spread out the newly bought paper by Qiu Yue in the backyard, and polished the ink himself... With a big stroke of the pen, the ink spilled from his hand, and after a while, a picture of tigers roaring, mountains and rivers appeared on the paper
Suddenly appeared. Chen Le is not good at painting at all, and painting a tiger is one of the more difficult types of painters. To paint a tiger, one must depict the tiger's majesty as the king of the mountains, and it must be set against the backdrop of the mountains.
Among them, we cannot let the tiger appear among the mountains.
Therefore, this painting is not simple. You cannot simply say that the mountains are majestic, nor can you simply paint the aura of a tiger king. There must be harmony between the two, but many painters are not so easy to do it.
Chen Le didn't paint before, and he didn't know anything about painting techniques. But in the past six months, Chen Le spent most of his time painting, except for some small things in the tavern. So, he
From a novice who knew nothing about painting, he became a master of painting today.
It is said that there once was a master of painting who understood the mysteries of heaven and earth while painting and became a practitioner. He even practiced speed competition along the way and became a strong practitioner. Chen Le did not expect that he could rely on painting
However, in the past six months, because of painting, Chen Le's own state of mind became clearer and clearer.
Whenever he wants to draw, Chen Le will sit quietly for a long time before he starts, because at that time, he can concentrate on what he is thinking and describe it with pen and ink. If he is accidentally disturbed by other thoughts,
, then the painting is not successful.
For example, when Chen Le first started painting, he thought of the past, so when he painted the tiger, he was too stingy. In the mountains, although the tiger seems to have the aura of the king of the mountains, it is relatively small.
To Qun Shan, this is just a tiger in a cage. It has long lost its vigor and looks so descriptive - perhaps, this is Chen Le's subconscious view of himself. He is just a tiger that looks like a tiger.
, is actually a wild cat.
Chen Le sat on the chair indifferently, looking at his painting. Although it was a good painting, in the outside world, it would not be difficult to buy it at a good price. But he was not satisfied. I'm afraid as long as he saw this
No one who has defects in the painting would think it is a good painting, it is just a layman's graffiti.
Chen Le stared at the picture of roaring tigers and mountains and rivers, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes after a while. Then he stood up and crumpled the picture into a ball of waste paper.
"I can't be a cat." Chen Le muttered in a low voice. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already filled with light, and the aura of horror had changed from soft to sharp, with a feeling that had never been seen before.
There was no aura emanating from his eyes.
Suddenly Chen Le's eyebrows twitched, he calmed down again, and picked up the pen again.
After holding the pen and staying quietly for a while, Chen Le slowly started to write, first embellishing the mountains and rivers, and then applying them with a quick stroke - ten minutes later, a brand new picture of tigers roaring, mountains and rivers appeared on the desktop.[
In the painting, the tiger, the king of beasts in the forest, stands proudly on the top of a mountain and roars to the sky.
Below, mountains spread as far as the eye can see.
Tigers are meant to fight in the mountains and forests, so how can they be concealed by the mountains?
"This is the real king, the king of the forest!"
Putting down the pen, Chen Le finally smiled and was very satisfied with the current painting. But a ray of fire shot out from his fingertips, and the picture of tigers and mountains and rivers on the table flew up, ignited the fire, and finally one by one
Bits of it turned into ashes.
His paintings are not for others to appreciate, so after the painting is completed, it is the end of the painting.
The painting turned into ashes, which also represented the end of Chen Le's day's practice. Yes, although Chen Le did not deliberately practice and sealed his cultivation, it did not mean that he really did nothing. In his case,
It seems that painting is also practice, but it is just another state of practice.
In addition, helping with the business of the tavern, greeting guests, cleaning, or helping Qiuyue pour a pot of wine for the guests is also a kind of practice, and it is also a practice that Chen Le has never experienced. Perhaps
There had been such an opportunity, but at that time he had not realized the diversity of spiritual practice, nor did he understand that it was not practicing the exercises that constituted spiritual practice.
Perhaps, this is the reason why Patriarch Bodhi allowed himself to come to the world he created. Isn't that what it means to refine one's heart and temper one's heart?
After leaving the backyard, surprisingly, there was not a single customer in the tavern.
Qiuyue frowned and sat on the threshold, not knowing what she was thinking. This was different from Chen Le's understanding of his tavern. You must know that the business of this tavern was very hot before, if not for other reasons.
Because the wine sold in this tavern is brewed by Chen Le himself, and with Chen Le's status, the good wine he brews is the best wine in the world, so the business is naturally booming.
However, there was no one there today, which was so unconventional.
When Qiuyue heard the footsteps, she quickly stood up and walked to Chen Le with an unhappy look on her face.
"Master." Qiuyue called softly, as if she wanted to speak but didn't want to, as if she had something on her mind.
Chen Le rubbed her head habitually and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qiuyue pouted, thought for a while, and then said: "Master, someone is robbing our business."
Stealing business? Someone can actually steal Chen Le's business? This is something new.
So, Chen Le said with a smile: "Tell me, whose wine is so powerful that it can be better than the wine brewed by your master."
Chen Le really guessed right. After Qiu Yue told everything, his expression changed.
The thing is like this, these days Chen Le is obsessed with painting, and he doesn’t worry much about things in the tavern. But it happened that two days ago, a tavern was opened at the end of the alley. When it just opened for business, Qiuyue
I didn't think anything was wrong at first. But two days later, the business of my store began to plummet, and now there is not even a single customer at all.
So Qiuyue went to the end of Muren Lane to inquire, and found that many customers said that the wine in this tavern was better than the wine in their own tavern, so they had no choice but to choose this place to drink.
People who like to drink in pubs are naturally very picky and will not let them go if they can get better wine.[
After listening to Qiuyue's description, Chen Le himself was also very surprised. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that someone really brewed a wine that was better than his own! This is incredible. Logically speaking, his wine is considered
Among ordinary practitioners, it can be said to be the best for a long time. If you put it in the secular world, it will naturally not be any worse.
There are very few practitioners in this world, and even if there are, most of them practice alone in their own sects or hidden in the mountains and forests, and almost never go out. Otherwise, when Chen Le appeared, the entire Huanyu City would not be able to
Everyone is boiling. So this means that the owner of the newly opened tavern cannot be a practitioner like himself, and there is a high possibility that he is an ordinary mortal?
Chen Le thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go and have a look in person...
"Qiuyue, what kind of person is that boss?" Before going, Chen Le wanted to know more about it.
Qiuyue frowned and said, "She is a very beautiful sister."
woman?
Chen Le had a look of astonishment on his face. Could a woman make better wine than him? He didn't believe it.