After 10 years of retreat, I was forced to marry by the Empress

When Huo Qing'er was shocked, Qin Fan had already started waving the chicken feather brush and began to draw.

Huo Qing'er quickly stared at Qin Fan's movements, and then he saw that every stroke of Qin Fan seemed to outline the way of heaven and earth.

It doesn't look like painting at all, more like creating a world.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and two quarters of an hour passed.

Qin Fan also stopped slowly, then stood up and looked at his painting with a satisfied look on his face.

Huo Qing'er stood aside, completely stunned.

She saw Qin Fan with her own eyes, and actually built a world in the painting.

What Qin Fan painted is not just a picture, but a world created. It looks like the river is flowing, the trees on the mountain are moving with the wind, and the birds are flying freely.

Everything in the painting is alive and has its own laws of heaven, it is a complete small world.

"This painting is given to you as a teacher."

"This paintbrush is for teachers. It is made of the feathers of an old hen. Although it looks rough, it is very good to use. I will give it to you today. I hope you can practice drawing well and become a master painter soon .” Qin Fan said and handed the chicken feather paintbrush in his hand to Huo Qinger.

Huo Qing'er took the feather brush with some trembling.

This is not a rough paintbrush, it is simply a magical brush, made of the feathers of the divine bird Suzaku, and after years of use by Qin Fan, it is no longer an ordinary paintbrush, but a magical weapon.

"Thank you, Master." Huo Qing'er quickly thanked.

Qin Fan felt helpless when he saw Huo Qing'er with trembling hands.

He thought that Huo Qing'er should be a normal person, but he was also a sick person.

With trembling hands, how can one become a master of painting.

"It looks good, give them a good mend, and recuperate as soon as possible. I'm going too far. If I teach five sick people, wouldn't it make people laugh?" Qin Fan thought to himself. with.

"These disciples are also poor people. They must be in poor health and have no talent in cultivation, so they can't gain a foothold in the cultivation world. That's why they were sent to me so that I can give them a bite to eat. They can teach me everything and reach the master level. Even if they are abandoned by the family sect, they will be enough to support themselves in the future."

"Huo Qing'er can become a master of painting in the future; Zhou Yi can become a master of carving; Gongsun Ling can become a master of flower planting; Qin Jian can become a master of writing; as for Chen Yan, after becoming a master of fishing, he won't let himself go hungry."

Qin Fan had already thought about the future of the five disciples.

"Emperor, the fish has been killed, and the kitchen has been set up. It's in the orchard outside the bedroom." At this moment, Huo Jian came over.

"Go and have a look." Qin Fan nodded and said.

He was looking forward to it, not knowing what the orchard and vegetable field prepared for him by the Fire Emperor looked like.

Soon, he and Huo Jian walked towards the back door of the bedroom.

After Qin Fan walked out of the bedroom, he was stunned.

The back of the bedroom has completely changed. It used to be many palaces, but now it has turned into orchards, tea gardens and vegetable fields.

"Huo Jian, take me to the sky to have a look." Qin Fan said hastily.

Huo Jian was taken aback when he heard the words, with Qin Fan's strength, does he still need to let him fly?
Soon he remembered that Qin Fan was cultivating in the dust, and he would not easily use his power.

Immediately, Huo Jian flew Qin Fan into the air, carefully inspecting the orchards, tea gardens and vegetable fields.

"Ling'er actually moved all the fruit trees, tea trees, and vegetable fields I planted here? Even my small wooden house?" Qin Fan became excited in an instant.

"Okay, take me down!" Qin Fan said again.

Huo Jian nodded slightly, and then brought Qin Fan back to the ground.

After Qin Fan returned to the ground, he quickly walked towards the cabin.

Although there is nothing left in the cabin, it is the house he has lived in for 10 years, and he already has feelings for it.

When he walked into the cabin, the smell was still the same, making him seem to have returned to the days of retreat.

Then he went to the kitchen to take a look. All kinds of kitchen utensils were basically still there, except that a bowl, a spoon, a pair of chopsticks were missing, and other things were basically the same.

"Huojian, I'll draw you a blueprint later. You can find some people to come and make changes according to the blueprint." Qin Fan said happily after walking out of the kitchen.

"Yes!" Huo Jian nodded.

Then Qin Fan drew a blueprint and handed it to Huo Jian, who immediately went to find someone.

Qin Fan planned to build a few more houses around the cabin for the disciples to live in.

The kitchen was already built, and it was just right in the orchard not far from the cabin.

Qin Fan also planned to smash the wall of the backyard of the bedroom, so that the bedroom could be integrated with the whole orchard, tea garden and vegetable field.

Huojian was very efficient in handling affairs, and soon recruited many people to come over, and began to reform according to the drawings.

Qin Fan watched from the side, his eyes could not help showing envy.

"Cultivators are quick to do things. Such a huge project can be solved quickly with just one method. The most powerful thing is that even my orchards, tea gardens, and vegetable fields can be directly moved over."

"If only I were a practitioner."

Qin Fan sighed for a while, but he had already accepted his fate and accepted the fact that he could not cultivate.

These days, he personally went to the Medicine Pavilion to get a lot of pills that could improve his physique and help his cultivation.

However, he had already eaten all the pills he could eat, but they still had no effect.

It also made him know that he had wrongly blamed Huo Jian before.

Back then, it wasn't that Huojian gave him fake medicine, but because of his physical problem, no matter how many pills he took, it was useless.

If those pills were given to a pig, they would have already become refined.

An hour later, Qin Fan's imaginary residence was completed, which made him very satisfied.

"Qin Jian, stop studying and come and choose your room, and you will live here in the future." Qin Fan saw that the house had been built, so he looked at Qin Jian and the others and called out.

Qin Jian and others stopped after hearing the words, and then went behind the bedroom.

When they saw those orchards, tea gardens, and vegetable fields, everyone was stunned.

"So beautiful."

"Is this a fairyland?"

"Those fruit trees are all divine fruits, those tea trees are all divine trees, and all the vegetables grown in the vegetable fields are divine medicines."

"No...that's fairy fruit, fairy tree, fairy medicine..."

"Oh my god... who the hell is Master? Could it be a fairy?"

At first they thought that Qin Fan was just a god, but after seeing this scene, they suddenly discovered that Qin Fan was most likely a legendary fairy.

If it weren't for the immortals, how could such a fairyland be established?

"What are you guys doing blankly? Hurry up and choose a room. Although this place is a little crude, it is comfortable to live in. My teacher calls it 'Pastoral Residence'." Qin Fan looked at Qin Jian and the others with a smile and said .

"Is this still called crude?" Several people were speechless for a moment.

But thinking that Qin Fan might be a fairy, he figured it out.

All of this may be a fairyland to them, but to a fairy, it may be a bit rudimentary.