Liaozhai Great Sage

Teng Yunzi said: "After becoming an immortal, immortals generally dare not touch the world of mortals. Firstly, there are too many causes and effects in the world of mortals. Once entangled too deeply, even immortals will fall into reincarnation. After a person attained the Tao in their time, a hundred years later, the mortal world has no family affection, and staying in the mortal world has no meaning, so it is natural to be friends with the immortals and live here in peace."

"Since junior brother is so interested in Tianmu Mountain, it's still early, why don't junior brother go for a visit? It's fine to just go to Master's place."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he immediately nodded and said: "It's the first time you come to such a fairyland, you really should go and see it carefully. Since the senior brother suggested it, then I'd rather be respectful than obedience, and the senior master will ask the senior brother to take me to say hello... just If possible, please ask senior brother to inquire about the third sister for me, there are so many gods and cultivators here, if you want to inquire about it, you may have to use the magic power of the master, I am not proficient in deduction and magic."

"This is a matter of duty, junior brother, don't worry." Teng Yunzi said.

Li Xiuyuan nodded, bid farewell to Master Shikong again, and then flew towards another direction of Taimu Mountain in auspicious clouds alone.

It is false for him to play, but it is true to inquire about the news.

The reason why Teng Yunzi broke up with him was because Teng Yunzi saw the urgency in his heart, so he didn't want to delay him with this matter.

Li Xiuyuan fell to the side of Mirror Lake.

There are many practitioners here, and there are immortals who live in huts.

Maybe we can get some news from here.

Along the way, he saw a Taoist who closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep fishing, but the fishing line on the fishing rod in his hand fell into the mirror lake and remained motionless. This may be something like practicing.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't go up to ask, but just passed by.

Not long after he passed by, the man's fishing line trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

But after taking back the fishing rod, there was no bait to take the bait, he let out a long sigh and had to continue to hang on the ground, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, motionless.

Continuing to walk forward, Li Xiuyuan saw two old men sitting in front of a thatched hut playing chess on a white jade platform.

The black and white chess pieces fought back and forth, and each other seemed to be deeply involved in it, unable to extricate themselves.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Xiuyuan still felt that it was not good to disturb him, so he continued to walk forward.

Then I saw a man who looked like a madman of the Jin Dynasty painting with splashed ink, sometimes painting landscapes, sometimes painting flowers, plants, insects and animals.

Suddenly, the madman stopped writing, looked at the scroll in front of him and shook his head slightly.

But what he painted was a picture of outing and enjoying the scenery. The scenery in the picture was beautiful and lifelike, with jagged mountains and rocks and few mist waves.

With a long sigh, the madman tore up the scroll and threw it on the ground.

"Such an extraordinary masterpiece, why did you tear it up and discard it on the ground? This is a work of painstaking effort. Wouldn't it be a pity to tear it up like this?" Li Xiuyuan looked at the stained scroll on the ground and couldn't help sighing: "This painting If the painting is placed in the mortal world, it must be a treasure handed down from generation to generation."

"But in the eyes of an immortal, this is not worth mentioning, is it?" The madman threw a pen casually and said.

Li Xiuyuan said: "I am a mortal, and I don't know how immortals appreciate calligraphy and painting, but as a mortal, this painting is already at its peak."

Kuangshi looked at Li Xiuyuan suspiciously: "Are you a mortal? Why did you appear in Taimu Mountain?"

"Has no mortal ever entered Tianmu Mountain before?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"Haha, that's right. My name is Gu Xian. I don't know what your name is, young man?" The madman who claimed to be Gu Xian asked with a smile.

"I'm Li Xiuyuan."

Gu Xian said: "Young man, do you know what is the most difficult thing to draw? What is the best thing to draw?"

"I think people are the most difficult to draw, but I don't know the best ones." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Yes, the most difficult thing to draw is human beings, because human beings have various forms, their bodies are easy to draw, their demeanors are difficult to draw, and their hearts are even more difficult to draw, and the best things to draw in the world are ghosts, immortals, and Buddhas... because People in the world have never seen ghosts, nor have they seen immortals, let alone Buddhas. You don’t know the shape of ghosts, the beauty of immortals, or the wisdom of Buddhas. Therefore, it is best to draw, because when you draw ghosts, this is Ghost, if you draw a fairy, it is a fairy; if you draw a Buddha, it is a Buddha."

Gu Xian shook his head and said with a smile: "But what if such paintings are spread among mortals? Fake ones are fake after all, just to fool the world, so after I saw the real fairy Buddha, my painting skills retreated thousands of miles, and I was born. Demonic obstacle, so I practiced hard, trying to get back my previous painting skills."

"Then did you find it?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"No, if I get it back, why should I do this every day." Gu Xian said, but in the end he looked at Li Xiuyuan suddenly.

"All the beautiful landscapes in my paintings have reached their peak, and only one person is missing. I think you have the grace of a fairy, the demeanor of ghosts and gods, the compassion of a Bodhisattva, and the emotions of a mortal. If you stand here for an hour and let me be in the painting, Maybe my painting skills can make a breakthrough, I wonder if you can agree to my request."

After speaking, he put away his madman posture and became sincere.

"Although I don't mind helping you with this favor, there is still one thing I need to solve. After I solve this matter, I will paint the fairy." Li Xiuyuan said.

Gu Xian immediately said: "I am a god, there is nothing in the world that can hinder me, maybe I can help you."

"I'm looking for a fox. It's a red fox. It has been practiced for five hundred years, but it was captured on Tianmu Mountain. Can you help me find it?" Li Xiuyuan said.

Gu Xian replied: "Although I can't find you for a while, I know who is most likely to know the whereabouts of that fox spirit. If you are willing to stay here for an hour, I will tell you the news, not only that , and give you my paintbrush, how about it?"

As he spoke, he opened his palm, and a writing brush emitting five colors of light floated quietly.

"Is this talent?" Li Xiuyuan asked with a slight expression.

"That's right, this is the talent that I gathered all my life when I was in the mortal world. After becoming an immortal, I won't need it anymore, but you are a mortal, maybe you can use this thing." Gu Xian said.

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but lament that this fairy took out any random things as treasures.

Ordinary people can't immediately become a painter enough to be handed down after getting this thing. Fame, money, and beauty can all be possessed in an instant.

But such a thing becomes dispensable in the eyes of this immortal, and can be given away at will.

5 Forty Chapters The World in the Picture

Li Xiuyuan still agreed to Gu Xian's request.

Not because he wanted one of his paintbrushes, but because he needed to find out the whereabouts of Third Sister Fox. Instead of looking around, it would be better to believe in this fairy than to worry, and Teng Yunzi also went to ask the ancestor, Perhaps the master is also helping.

"An hour is an hour, and I hope that your help will not let me down." He said seriously.

Gu Xian said with a smile: "How can the promise made by the immortal go back on his word? It only takes one hour."

"Then what do I need to do?" Li Xiuyuan asked.

"You don't need anything, you just need to stand there. Today I will make a picture of Tianmu Mountain and Mirror Lake." Gu Xian was overjoyed, and immediately spread out the paper, dyed ink and took a brush, and began to paint.

His brush strokes are as fast as dragons and snakes, and the beautiful scenery in the distance of Tianmu Mountain is all included in his paintings. The artistic conception is profound and layered, and the scenery behind it is painted in a chaotic manner in just a moment.

It can be seen that this fairy's painting skill is very good. If it is a mortal, it may not be enough to spend an afternoon.

But when it was time to draw Li Xiuyuan, the ink brush in Gu Xian's hand slowed down significantly.

He first drew Li Xiuyuan's clothes, and then drew his figure.

The more he draws, the more excited Gu Xian's expression becomes. He feels as if something has become transparent. Maybe it's the immortal beauty that he pursued.

No, this is not a possibility, but a certainty.

Sometimes Gu Xian marveled, as if cheering, sometimes drank wine, sometimes sang... his body was unrestrained, his expression was crazy, as if he had gone crazy.