Vol 6 Chapter 79: Painter

Li Qingshan’s words immediately got the approval of everyone. Since the alliance is already imperative, the most important thing is how to get more benefits in the alliance. The best result is to let the demon monsters go with the monsters they want to marry, and everyone will continue to practice. But this kind of thinking is naturally not exportable.
Wang Puzhen’s nose sighed and was somewhat dissatisfied with the word
Pharaoh
, knowing that this was a response to the boy. However, this is quite a good idea, and he now has a few qualifications. If he is called, he will not care.
After some deliberation, the people decided to take Liu Changqing as the mainstay, together with several homeowners, to prepare for negotiations with Fuqing. I just don't know if this time I was injured, and the demon squad was badly hit. It was originally scheduled to be held in the building of the building.
For this league, Li Qingshan was not too concerned about it. The door is a martial art. It should have been attributed to the squad, but it is rooted in the Qinghe government. It has been in the middle of a hundred homes. It is in a fuzzy area between the two, and the begonia is also a slick character. .
When the meeting was scattered, Li Qingshan and the heart of the voice bickering, while going outside.
Liu Chuanfeng in the crowd, looking at Li Qingshan, what I want to say, Li Qingshan feels a bit turned around, Liu Chuanfeng mouse sees a cat-like heart shrinking, bowing away, but let Li Qingshan feel a little confused.
Yan Danqing suddenly stopped in front of him, first went to Li Qingshan for a ceremony, and then said to the heart: "Sister, can you ask a friend to see my master?"
"Dan Qing, you have also repaired the foundation. What happened to your master?" Li Qingshan saw that he had also been repaired to the foundation of Zhuji. His face was less green, and he was dumbfounded when he came out of the mountain, but he was full of anxiety. Obviously not because of the demon family.
"My master is a little uncomfortable." Yan Danqing smiled and looked forward.
It’s strange to say:
Is the master’s body not always being conditioned by my master?

"Huaci’s predecessors said that ‘healing is not dead. Fodu has a fate, and the Taoist friends will do their best, and there is no cure.’ It’s no longer coming.
Yan Danqing looked sad.
Li Qingshan shook his head. The old man was really chilly and direct. He said a few words to comfort and comfort others. I don't know how to become this look. Whether it was affected by him.
"Since my master said this, I am afraid... well, let me see." If the heart is to be rejected, but see the poor appearance of the pleading on the face of Dan Danqing, and promised to change.
Yan Danqing even thanked the channel, busy leading the way.
Li Qingshan knows that this is just a matter of doing things. He feels his filial piety, and he can’t help but feel awkward.
Such as the heart: "What are you doing?"
Li Qingshan said: "Nature is to visit. I have some fate with Master Yu." A meal: "I have several calligraphy, I want to ask the master to appreciate it." But I remembered the three volumes of the word "草" The sword book.
As soon as the alliance is over, the war will start, and it is imperative to improve the strength of one's own human identity. If you can repair these three volumes of "Curved Sword Book". Maybe you can get one more powerful weapon. In the past, I was afraid of carrying out my sin. Now I have no such concerns. Since the paintings and paintings are not separated, Liu Chuanfeng probably misses it. This matter still has to fall on the painter.
Yan Danqing's grace was slightly reduced, and smiled: "The brothers have a heart. My master is also very fond of calligraphy, appreciate a few masterpieces, and the spirit may be better."
After several years of construction, the painter has already had a good weather. The carved beams are painted on the walls, the bridges are flowing, and the scenery is pleasant.
Although it has been in the war, the artist's ability is mainly devoted to painting, not to actual combat. Therefore, it is generally not necessary to carry out dangerous tasks. It is responsible for drawing paintings on the island and handing them over to the 100 schools for giving more security to other disciples. It is because there are not many disciples who are losing money and they are very popular.
In the meantime, there are white clothes, but different from the pure white of the doctors, drawing flowers and birds, fish and fish, pictures of landscapes, streams, fish swimming, smart changes, difficult to say.
Li Qingshan and Ruxin, under the guidance of Yan Danqing, came to a fine house covered with pines and cypresses. The flowers in front of the door were not afraid of the cold, and the flowers were blooming and the flowers were beautiful.
"Master's painting skills, it really is a skill." Li Qingshan placed a butterfly on the palm of his hand, carefully sensing with the gods, I feel that these butterflies and flowers are not real.
Yan Danqing was embarrassed to scratch his head: "These are all my paintings. The brothers have won the prizes. It is better than the novelist's magical method. Can the brothers wait outside the door?"
"Whether the novelist is good, it is a pity that the external environment is too high. It is no better than the painter to close the painting. Good, let's go!" Li Qingshan smiled, and he almost forgot the identity of the novelist's chief disciple.
However, when he looked inside the body, he found that there was a lot of willingness to accumulate in the Da Yan Rune. He couldn’t help but smile: "This is the benefit of the novelist, even if it is left behind, There is a steady stream of power."
Although Liu Chuanfeng is somewhat negative, Sun Fubo has never stopped working as the true moderator of Yunxu. Willing to accumulate so much, his persistence is indispensable. If you use the spiritual power to re-cultivate the Da Yan Rune, you can go to a new realm. You don't need to rely on the things in the book. You can directly make a false impression, become a virtual reality, and become a powerful force. .
Think of the appearance of Liu Chuanfeng, it seems that it is time to go back to Yunxu Island to look at the next plan. He has a hunch that he will become crucial at some point in the future.
"Since it is here, come in together!"
In the Jingshe, there was a voice of sorrow and sorrow, and even if Li Qingshan did not understand the medical technique, he could hear the feeling that the air would be a hairspring and the anger would be done.
"Please." Yan Danqing had to give his hand. Li Qingshan and Ruxin stepped into it, only to see the simplicity and elegance of the arrangement.
Qi Danqing followed closely, but his look was a slight glimpse. It was exactly the same as the place where he painted in the middle school. It was the place where he enjoyed the most warmth in his life. For a nephew who was on the streets and precarious, it was as pure as the legendary pure land of bliss.
"Dan Qing, you are back," a mortal woman in a cloaked dress came out from behind the church.
Yan Danqing said: "Mother, this is like a master, and Li brother."
"Is Li Qingshan who won the "Day Girl Scattered Flowers"? Long-awaited name." The woman's Yingying ceremony, the face of the fat powder was not applied, looked at Li Qingshan with a little curiosity.
Li Qingshan was amazed. He had already heard that Yan Shidao had painted as a wife. But she is not as stunning and beautiful as the legend, at best it can only be regarded as Xiaojiabiyu. Until now, he has not felt a false truth from her. The smart, angry, emotional eyes are no different from real people.
This is the real magic!
"Please ask two people here." The woman said.
Together, they came to the inner room, and they were on the high couch. They stood up and shook hands: "The old man is inconvenient, so please don't go out to meet." The white hair is scattered, although it describes the decline, but the wind still exists. The woman came silently behind him, combing his hair, gently licking the unknown tunes, and his face relaxed.
"Predecessors are polite, please let me take the pulse for my predecessors." If you go to the heart, you will be arrogant: "No, I am not a doctor, but my life and death are still calculated. Danqing, you are doing this useless." Things."
"Dan Qing is also a filial piety, you still do not appreciate this old thing." The woman gently patted the head of the teacher.
Yan Shidao was furious: "I teach my disciples, why use you to do more things, go out!"
The woman walked silently toward the wall, where a pair of yellowed blank scrolls hung, and she went straight into it, turned into a painting, looked at the teacher and looked calm.
Li Qingshan's heart, Yan Shidao, and so on, are at the moment of life and death, and some can't control the fire, but it is no wonder. It’s been this time. The
mother
has no mourning color. It’s just a painting. No matter how it looks like a human being, it’s hard to be human.
Yan Shidao said, "Dan Qing, roll up the picture, don't let me see her."
Yan Danqing was embarrassed and did not dare to defy the teacher's life. He gave a tribute to the painting: "Master, master, his heart is not good, you..." The words have not been said, "Mother" turned away, 褚丹青上Before the painting, I will roll it up and give it to the teacher.
Yan Shidao grew a sigh of relief, his face anger like ice and snow, and smiled: "Let the two laugh."
Li Qingshan said: "Predecessors need to be tight~EbookFREE.me~ Why are the same paintings angry? If you don't feel good, change to other paintings."
Yan Danqing frowned, she was not a painting, but looked after him as a gentle woman, as if his mother.
Yan Shidao smiled and said: "I don't have much time, even if there is another hundred years, I can't paint her again."
His eyes became deep and he touched the axis of the painting: "When I painted her, was it a small refiner who was just getting started? Don't say that the painting has insufficient charm, even the appearance is not good. I wanted to draw a picture. The beautiful woman, the result is a bit out of shape, barely out of the picture, but lifeless, talking like a parrot, staying in the head, let her grind for me, and always knock down the ring."
"Later, I didn't know how to get more and more... In fact, like Danqing, although I like to paint, I really didn't plan to marry a painting. It's hard to know!" Yan Shidao sighed and held the drawing axis. , like holding a peerless treasure, full of love.
Li Qingshan looked at him with all his heart and was speechless. What he poured into it is not the pen and ink, but the feelings of a lifetime, which makes this apprentice's poor paintings become a creature who knows the joys and sorrows. (To be continued)