Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

The level of calligraphy and painting looks average, and I want to express Confucianism and painting, but because of the heavy craftsmanship, there is no internal taste.

But the simple pandas in the paintings, although lacking charm, are extraordinarily vivid and vivid, with a cartoon feel...

"Spiritual beasts in the wild are generally called ferocious beasts. Cultivators tame ferocious beasts to give birth to the profession of beast master."

"In terms of domesticating spirit beasts, the strongest is not Chang'an, but Penglai Fairy City near the sea."

"After all, the sea is rich in spiritual materials, and the size of coastal spirit beasts can grow very large. It is said that there are kunpeng devouring the sky and the earth, which are bigger than a city. Standing by the sea, it looks like a deep mountain and sea."

As she spoke, she casually drew a stick figure of Kunpeng devouring Jiaolong.

Look carefully, that dragon is swallowing a whale...

Chen Yanjun did not expect that in the Tang Dynasty, he saw the spectacle of a kun at the beginning, and the evolution depended on swallowing.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was a little confused, Murong Ye gnawed on a juicy pear and whispered:

"It's very interesting. The splashed ink pictures drawn by my junior sister are different every time. That's why I like to listen to them."

This kind of explanation while drawing is really interesting, so that it is obviously the most basic common sense, and Chen Yanjun also listens with gusto.

"In the Central Plains, there are constant battles, and the aura is barren. At present, the most powerful spirit beast is the beast tide."

"For example, tens of thousands of ninth-grade spiritual locusts cover the sky and block out the sun, roaring in and out... It is enough to kill a general and sweep a town. It is a nightmare for the Chang'an garrison army."

Song Quwu's picture of the animal tide looks more abstract and funny, without the sense of horror.

But it made Chen Yanjun feel a certain discomfort.

He thought of the swarms of beasts that frequently appeared in his magic illusion. From a distance, they looked like migratory locusts. He only found one after catching one. It was an indescribable monster that he had never seen before.

Right now, Chen Yanjun couldn't wait to know everything about the strange beast and Gu poison, and reminded:

"Senior Sister, I'm a physician. I not only treat people, but I also practice spirit beasts. I also cultivate the common sense of spirit beasts. Can you fast forward to the secret knowledge of the jailer?"

"Oh."

Song Quwu said in embarrassment, and when he waved his hand, the ink marks returned to the tip of the pen, thinking that he had drawn so much for nothing.

"Strange beasts are nothing new."

"All spirit beasts that have been artificially bred and changed their shape are strange beasts, such as Pegasus..."

He talked about Pegasus, but the tip of his pen drew an eight-legged monster similar to an alpaca.

Chen Yanjun smiled and said:

"Senior sister, I also know about the artificially bred beast you mentioned."

For example, the blue pony cultivated by Qiuzhuo, and her battle beast, the two-headed snake... No, it is the two-headed poisonous anaconda.

Song Quwu was a little embarrassed.

Murong Ye also teased his junior sister:

"Go to Wu, don't be nervous when you see a handsome scholar, it's not good to procrastinate like this... Hurry up and draw a monster!"

Only then did Song Quwu pull himself together.

"In the beginning, cultivators created strange beasts not for the convenience of daily necessities, but to find ways to assist in combat or improve their cultivation."

"For example, human beings and ordinary spirit beasts only have five-element talents, but artificially synthesized beasts, through continuous selection and fusion, can breed wind-type, thunder-type... all kinds of strange beasts."

As he said that, Song Quwu casually drew an eight-winged Thunder Snake that caused thunder to split the mountain, and felt that it was not enough, so he drew a giant ray in the air that was flying by the wind.

It's all flying in the sky... Murong Ye frowned more and more, the big white pears in his hand were no longer fragrant.

"You draw something to run on the ground."

Song Quwu nodded solemnly.

Then, he drew a human-shaped gecko with a human upper body and an octopus lower body. It can not only run fast on the ground, but also gallop on the wall.

Murong Ye finally let go of his tense heart, glanced at Chen Yanjun, pointed at the octopus and said:

"This is quite beautiful."

Chen Yanjun raised his forehead, he didn't expect that his sister-in-law didn't notice such an obvious irony...

It has to be said that this woman's intuition is very accurate in some things, and she is too brain-dead in some aspects.

Especially for the sky, she seems to have an almost instinctive sense of fear.

Chen Yanjun guessed that she didn't seem to be afraid of something. This kind of fear probably came from her blood or the exercises she practiced.

Song Quwu immediately cleared the ink stains, glanced at Chen Yanjun, and drew out of thin air a picture of a monster attacking a man and a woman.

"This is the most recent protagonist, Gu Zhuo, and the secrets of the prison guard are beginning to be involved."

Chen Yanjun watched it for a long time before he realized that it was a gu wither.

It shows that Song Quwu has never seen Gu Zhuo at all.

But the two people under Gu Wither's claws, although they don't have a specific appearance, the talisman jade around their waists is very eye-catching.

It was Chen Yanjun and Du Qiuzhuo!

Chen Yanjun looked at his sister-in-law in astonishment...

Murong Ye didn't speak, nor did he look at him.

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The family is crowded in a small apartment, the residence is very small, there is no study room, it is easy to be disturbed during the day, and the coding efficiency is too low. Starting tonight, I will adjust my schedule and stay up all night. The next chapter is before dawn!

Chapter 0062 God's Stick and the Savior 】

Song Quwu's paintings are very interesting.

Gu Zhuo is not like Gu Zhuo, but like a big bug.

The position and posture of a man and a woman are not different. The man is taking drugs, and the woman has turned over and drew her sword.

Chen Yanjun couldn't help sighing, Senior Sister Song's paintings were too realistic, as if she was really seeing it with her own eyes.

But he couldn't prove that Murong Ye was there at the time.

After all, the group of Marquis Wu who were greedy for life and afraid of death also saw this scene, so they could recount it to the Prison Officer afterwards.

But at this moment, Chen Yanjun turned his head to look at Murong Ye's expression, which was too mysterious and quiet...

Could this woman be really there?

Chen Yanjun suddenly remembered that the first time he met Murong Ye, she didn't appear immediately, but hid on the beam.

Recently getting along with her, I found that this woman doesn't have any big plans, she does things all by intuition, and she is very accurate in judging people, she doesn't seem like a person who hides and endures.

Even so, he didn't look for him directly, but hid on the beam of Cui's mansion and observed him for so long, and didn't show up until he confronted Cui Wanjun.

What's more, she was still afraid of heights, so she hid on the beam.

Could it be that he really saw something special about him?

Chen Yanjun suddenly suspected that Madam and Murong Ye seemed to have a very good relationship, could it be that Murong Ye was the one who had a fortune teller for Madam?

Combined with this woman's unreasonable fear of heights...

More and more like a magic stick!

Chen Yanjun stared at himself in the splashed ink painting, and asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, how did senior sister know that I was taking herbal medicine at that time?"

Song Quwu glanced at Murong Ye, and said calmly:

"This is the result that Mr. Buzheng sneaked into the file room of the Wuma Ministry and found it."

"About the matter of Gu Zhuo, the Yinhu Department and the Wuma Department are currently investigating."

"I heard that Luan Feng and Liu Qingyu from the Wuma Department went to Danlin Hospital that day. They planned to trip you up, but they didn't plan to let you join the prison department, but in the end they were overwhelmed by your medical skills."

"Maybe one day in the future, if Lord Buzheng gets into trouble, you will be poached by Wumabu."

I will cause trouble?Murong Ye frowned, gnawed on the pear, unhappy.

"Say the point!"

Song Quwu immediately changed his mouth and said:

"Gu Zhuo is different from ordinary beasts in that his spiritual intelligence seems to be much higher than ordinary beasts, but it seems to be worse than humans... His blood is poisonous and contagious to a certain extent."

"There are indications that the Gu wither is not a natural beast of the mountains and seas, but artificially made by someone according to the appearance of the beasts of the mountains and seas."

Saying this, she casually drew countless fusion diagrams of Gu worms and Da Qiao.

Obviously, she didn't see Gu Jiao with her own eyes, and the information she heard about Gu Jiao was also very sloppy, like a certain woman's style.

Regarding the fact that Gu Zhuo is not a strange beast from mountains and seas, Chen Yanjun had already expected it.

How can there be a strange animal from the mountains and seas that has been tamed by humans, and can run away with its head lost, or even act separately?

"So, Gu poison is the key?"

Song Quwu was slightly taken aback, not quite getting used to the word yet.

"Gu poison...in fact, Fang Qunyu arbitrarily called it based on the poison on Gu Qiao's body. It should be something like a magic barrier. You should be familiar with it, and it was the first time he successfully cured the magic barrier on Cui Da."

Chen Yanjun's understanding of demonic barriers is limited to the practice of breaking through barriers, and he doesn't know the definition of a jailer.

"Where was the Gu poison first discovered? Could it be some kind of man-made poison?"

As a traveler from the 21st century, Chen Yanjun is the best at conspiracy theories.

Song Quwu immediately swiped his ink and drew a casual cultivator sitting on the ruins of the war and rushing to pass the customs.

"The aura is poor, the resources are poor, and a talented cultivator who is not well prepared and does not have the correct guidance to forcibly pass the level, what will happen?"

Chen Yanjun tentatively replied:

"Is it possible to fall into the magic way?"

In Song Quwu's graffiti splashing ink, Sanxiu's head began to smoke.

"That's right, only geniuses will fall into the devil's way when they are underappreciated."

Chen Yanjun is no stranger to this smoke, and it may not be smoke, it is probably the heat dissipation mechanism that shuts down after the soul enters the magical environment.

He has encountered this situation many times himself, and has not mentioned it yet.

Song Quwu continued:

"So, in Chang'an, it is usually difficult to see demons, but in places and counties where there are constant wars and poor aura, many casual cultivators with good talents do not have enough resources and methods, and it is easy to fall into the demonic way."

"What is the magic way?"

The magic way in Chen Yanjun's impression is more often evil cultivation, such as cannibalism, refining human body flow, or the concubine who squeezes juice from the furnace...

Song Quwu explained:

"The prisoner's definition of the way of magic is different from that of evil cultivators. Only those who lose their sanity and directly succeed in the second stage of nourishing qi are called the way of magic."

"It's also called entering the magic barrier."

"The essence of magic is that there is a problem with the soul, not a problem with the body."

"But in most cases, problems with spirit and soul are more terrifying than problems with physique."

"Mo Dao will change the body as he pleases until it changes into the ideal form in his heart."

Saying this, Song Quwu began to speed up his splashed ink and scribble freely, as if he had awakened some incredible talent.

"Actually, even an ordinary cultivator who has not entered the magic way can forcibly control his soul, detoxify his dantian, and fill up his spiritual pressure. Under the limit state, he can transform his body into a free form."

Chen Yanjun took a closer look, and in Senior Sister Song's simple graffiti, he even saw shapes resembling octopus tentacles, floating hydra, or giant worms...

The more she looked at it, the more something was wrong, Chen Yanjun hurriedly interrupted her weird graffiti.

"What is the relationship between Gu poison and magic barrier?"

Song Quwu said:

"The term Gu poison has existed for a long time, and it was originally used to control the poison of poisonous insects. Fang Qunyu used this word to refer to the poison of Gu withering in the past few days. The final result has not yet come out, and the jailer is only temporarily using this word.

"The opinion of Fang Qunyu and Dr. Tan is that Gu poison is likely to be a kind of poison extracted from the devil's body and fixed and preserved with special drugs for transmission."

It can be seen that Senior Sister Song is very cautious in her choice of words, and all uncertain matters are pushed to the Danlin Institute, and have nothing to do with the Prison Division.