Vol 2 Chapter 1278: Shuyang 2 must-have, the capital of sword dance and painting

There are two tables outside the house, both brand new, with some pots and baskets on them.
Because Wu Zhaodi lived in a relatively remote place in the village, and there were no people around.
Shulong said: "I wanted Zhaodi to move to Shuyang County a long time ago, but she didn't want to.
Must live here, saying that it is clean. "
"Really clean," Xu Zimo nodded.
"What are you two doing with you?" Wu Zhaodi asked them angrily and glanced at them.
"Zhaodi, let's go to Shuyang County together," Shulong said unwillingly.
"Sanluan Sect just happened to recruit new disciples in the county today, and people from several counties around came.
It's very lively, I also rushed over here to call you. "
"Sanluanjiao," Wu Zhaodi said with a darker face.
"It's the subordinate sect of Tianluan Immortal Palace."
"Yes, I heard that Sanluan Sect has a quota every year, and you can recommend this disciple to go to the fairy palace," Shulong said yearning.
"That's a fairy palace, even if our Heavenly Dragon Empire, we have to be courteous for three points."
"It's so good, then why don't you participate?" Wu Zhaodi snorted coldly.
"I really want to, you know the key, I'm a respectable cultivation base, people don't look down on it," Shu Long smiled.
He has no aptitude, has been a dude since he was a child, and never thought of becoming a peerless powerhouse.
Therefore, it is still very thorough in this regard.
"If that's the case, let's go take a look," Wu Zhaodi thought a little, and finally nodded.
"That's right," Shu Long smiled with joy suddenly.
"Uncle, where are you from?"
"I came across the ocean, our place is a small village, I guess you haven't heard of it," Xu Zimo replied.
The three of them didn't pack anything, and Shu Long asked the entourage to let the monster beast out.
The three of them rode each monster and headed towards Shuyang County.
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The spring breeze passed by, and weeping willows hung upside down on the ground.
The official road along this road is surrounded by flowers and the scenery is pleasant.
As the Tianlong Empire, Shuyang County, headed by Sixteen County, is naturally very large.
At the sight, the front of the city is just like its name, like a shepherd looking up to the sky.
The heavy city wall is made of bricks of different colors, and the horns are the true horns of the god-level monster Kuiyang.
Several people passed through the official road and entered the spacious road. They have not yet entered the city. The dense crowds at the gate of the city are enough to explain the prosperity here.
"It's not that I'm bragging with you. In this Tianlong Empire, coming out of Tianlong City is the most prosperous place here," Shu Long said proudly.
When he was about to enter the city, Wu Zhaodi didn't know where to find a veil and put it on his face.
Shulong glanced at her suspiciously.
"I'm afraid of getting into unnecessary trouble," Wu Zhaodi explained casually.
"Don't worry, this Shuyang County is my territory, who dares to trouble us," Shulong said with a grin.
But it didn't go deep.
Xu Zimo guessed it. I'm afraid this Wu Zhaodi's identity is unusual, and he's afraid of meeting acquaintances.
"We have two uniques in Shuyang County, one is the sword dance, and the other is the capital of painting," Shulong introduced.
"This sword dance is talking about the Drunken Hongchen Inn, where all the women in it are sword immortals descended from the world.
That sword dance is beautiful, and everyone agrees in this evil realm. This is the only one.
As for the capital of painting, it is the painting Sheng Zhang Heng who lives here, and he has no class.
There are tens of thousands of disciples under his school, and there are often thousands of people who come here to worship him as a teacher every day. "
Speaking of this, Shulong said again: "It is estimated that you are not interested in painting saints, I will take you to Drunk Hongchen to see the sword dance.
When you come to Shuyang County, you will have a lifelong ambition if you don't watch Jian Wu. "
"I want to see Sanluan Sect," Wu Zhaodi said.
Xu Zimo glanced at Wu Zhaodi, and noticed that the other party's mood was ill. It seemed that it was related to the three Luan Sects.
He smiled and said, "Let's go and see the sword dance, Sanluan can watch it anytime."
"Yes, yes," Shu Long said quickly.
"The three Luan teachers came here for a few days, and they lived in my summer home.
If you want to see it, I will take you to meet you at night. "
Speaking of this, Wu Zhaodi did not refuse.
When a few people walked into Shuyang County, Shulong was a familiar road, leading a few people toward the main street.
The people all around came and went, and the scent of food from the stall was tangy, and Xu Zimo was actually a little bit appetite.
He bought a few pieces of pastry, sweet but not greasy.
While eating, the three of them had already come to the front of Zui Hongchen.
It is not accurate to say that this is an inn, because it is more like a peony garden.
The meaning of being drunk is a kind of peony.
In fact, there are countless kinds of peonies here, the black sea contains gold, the crowned black jade, the fire alchemy golden pill, the brocade lotus...
I just heard that the owner here loves Drunk Hongchen alone, so he named it like it.
The wall of this peony garden is painted with white paint, and the peony paintings on it are vivid.
It turned out to be a moving painting, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, blooming and rolling, and you can even smell the fragrance of flowers coming to your face.
A picture is so strange.
"This painting is an autograph by Saint Zhang Heng. It's hard to get a lot of money, how about it? It looks good."
"The law of painting," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
"What are you talking about?" Shu Long asked puzzledly.
Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head. He didn't explain, nor could he explain clearly.
This painting is integrated with the meaning of the law, so that this can happen, but the so-called painting saint is not simple, and the law alone is useless.
It is necessary to master the art of painting alone in the world, and to be able to have such skill with the exquisite to the extreme.
If that picture can go one step further, reach the realm of Dao Guo and comprehend the rules, I'm afraid this painting is not such a vision.
With his essays, the real peony flower came into being.
"Awesome," Xu Zimo also exclaimed.
"I can meet him if I get a chance."
"Uncle brother depends on luck at this point," Shu Long explained.
"It's not that I hit you. I don't know how many people see the painting saint every day. Even my dad must make an appointment in advance if he wants to see him."
Xu Zimo smiled and did not refute.
He and Wu Zhaodi followed Shulong and walked towards the peony garden.
"Why? Feeling gloomy," Xu Zimo asked Wu Zhaodi a glance and asked softly.
"You have hatred with that Sanluan Sect?"
"They are not qualified yet," Wu Zhaodi said lightly.
"That's the Jiuluan Immortal Palace you mentioned earlier," Xu Zimo smiled.
Wu Zhaodi's expression remained unchanged, but he gave Xu Zimo a deep look.
Not everyone can enter this drunk beauty, Shulong took out a token from the sleeve of his shirt.
Finally, the three of them entered the park.
As soon as I walked into the peony garden, a fragrant fragrance came.
(End of this chapter)