Young General Shenbing: Immortal Cultivation System, are you kidding me?

what……

"Mom, I know I'm wrong, stop talking, I'm going to practice calligraphy now."

Dongfang Tiexin, whose head was about to be blown by chanting, hurriedly stopped his mother from chanting sutra-style education.

Dongfang Xiong was extremely pleased when he heard this.

"Well, hurry up and practice calligraphy, wait a minute, I'll be the first to check yours!"

what?

Dongfang Tiexin nodded depressedly.

It was a bit embarrassing for her to practice handwriting for the active one, and she had to be the first to check.

uncomfortable...

Three 10 minutes later:

Dongfang Xiong put down the rice paper handed over by the four daughters and Nangong Wentian, and praised:

"Well, it's all well written!"

The four girls who were praised smiled sweetly.

Hee hee hee……

"Aunt Dongfang/Mom, can we go and play with brother Qingchen?"

"Go, go, four clingy little men." Dongfang Xiong waved his hands, dumbfounded.

a little bit...

"Brother Qingchen, come down and play with us."

"Hey, why is the quiet time always so short..."

"Brother Qingchen, what are you muttering about up there? If you don't come down again, we will ask Fenghuang to take us up to punish you..."

"No, come down now..."

……

Hey……

Qingchen is good at everything, but he is too attractive.

Dongfang Xiong shook his head helplessly, then looked at Ximen Xiao who was still practicing calligraphy crazily.

"They have all passed the inspection, how about yours, Ah Xiao?"

"I... I haven't finished writing yet."

Ximen Xiao panicked and covered his indescribable words.

"A Xiao!" Dongfang Xiong stared at Ximen Xiao and remained silent for a long time.

Ximen Xiao's scalp was numb from being stared at, and he had no choice but to hand over his ghost painting talisman.

"This is what I wrote..."

Hahaha……

Sky Crystal Beast: "A Xiao, are you practicing calligraphy or painting? It's so abstract."

Jade Linglong: "That's right!"

Hahaha……

Nangong Wentian and the gods and beasts looked at the ghostly symbols on the table, laughing and teasing.

"Don't make fun, Ah Xiao!" Dongfang Xiong stopped him with a slightly angry face, making fun of others' bad behavior.

Nangong Wentian and the gods and beasts stopped abruptly.

"Wentian, take this group of beasts to prepare dinner, everyone is hungry too!"

"Yes, Aunt Dongfang!"

Nangong Wentian and the gods and beasts, who were still smiling happily just now, walked into the kitchen listlessly, and started the hard-working journey of cooking.

With the departure of Nangong Wentian and other people and beasts, Ximen Xiao reluctantly revealed his heart.

"Auntie, in fact, I have been practicing handwriting very hard."

"I know, do you know what the problem is?"

Ximen Xiao shook his head, expressing that he did not know.

"When I was at the helm just now, I watched you practicing calligraphy from a distance, and found that your posture of holding the pen is not right. This is a major reason for your poor handwriting!"

Dongfang Xiongyu looked at the four girls and Hong Qingchen who were fishing leisurely by the boat, and shouted:

"Hey, Qingchen, come here and demonstrate the correct pen-holding posture."

Hong Qingchen concocted a book out of nowhere when he heard the words, and asked Xiaobai and Xiaoqing to give it to Dongfang Xiong.

"Writing practice?"

Dongfang Xiong, who received the book, flipped through a few pages curiously and shouted.

it is good!

"A Xiao, this book on calligraphy practice is of great help to you. Read it carefully and study hard. You will definitely be able to write good calligraphy that will astound Wentian and the others."

"Okay, before our ship docks, I must read it carefully, study hard, and I will never leave my pen. Hard work can make up for my weakness..."

Dongfang Xiong nodded with a smile, and then walked towards the five-person fishing group beside the boat without disturbing Ximen Xiao's handwriting practice.

"Qingchen, is fishing fun?" Dongfang Xiong sat beside Hong Qingchen and said softly.

"good!"

After finishing his speech, Hong Qingchen collapsed on the deck in boredom, looking up at the blue sky.

Hey……

If it wasn't for fishing, or when the four girls were rarely at peace, he wouldn't be too lazy to sit in a daze!

Dongfang Xiong smiled slightly when he saw this, and didn't speak any more.

Just as the atmosphere became more and more peaceful, Shui Mengyao opened her mouth to break.

"Aunt Dongfang, where is our destination?"

After hearing this, Dongfang Xiong pointed his fingers into the distance, and gently parted his vermilion lips:

"I heard that there is a mythical beast called the brush octopus. It knows where Jingxie lives, so the destination of the Dongfang is the hometown of the brush octopus!"

……

No. 12 days, after the Vostok docked:

Ximen Xiao overfulfilled his promise.

Practicing calligraphy while eating, practicing calligraphy when going to the bathroom, and even walking on foot after the boat landed...

"Ah Xiao is really hardworking!"

Nangong Wentian sighed as he looked at Ximen Xiao who was practicing calligraphy behind him.

Sky Crystal Beast: "Yes, he has been practicing calligraphy for twelve days."

Little Taixu: "There must be great progress!"

……

After walking for three hours, everyone finally arrived at the hometown of the brush octopus:

Clean Village!

"Look, why are there so many graffiti on the scarecrow?"

Yu Linglong pointed to the main road in front of the village, and the fields on both sides were full of graffitied scarecrows, with a surprised expression on his face.

Wang Wang Wang...

At this time, a puppy, like the scarecrow, covered in graffiti, emerged from the rice field.

"Ah, who drew the puppy like this?"

Nangong Wenya stepped forward, hugged the puppy pitifully, and stroked its head.

"Poor puppy!"

Nangong asked Tian: "Who did such a wicked thing?"

Hong Qingchen: "Don't ask, it's the Alliance of Heaven and Earth!"

Nangong Wentian: "..."

……

At this time, clean the village:

A tall, slender man with a brush-like hairstyle.

With a brush in hand, he kept mumbling.

"Art……"

"My work is done..."

Hahaha……

"Graffiti General, you're graffitiing the village again, it's absolutely disgusting."

"Yeah, the clothes I just hung out to dry were also picked up by him."

"And the ink on my face."

The four old women who were recruited condemned the graffiti general's evil deeds.

cut!

General Doodle didn't take it seriously, and was even very contemptuous.

"You bumpkins, do you know what art is?"

"It's really unreasonable for an artistic genius like me to be criticized for no reason."

The four old women almost fell to the ground on the spot when they heard General Doodle's confuse words.

"Graffiti is called art, you are indeed a talent..."

The Graffiti General still doesn't care, and is still narcissistic in his own way.

"Every stroke, every word of mine is full of artistic atmosphere..."

clap la la...

At this time, two waves of water washed away the graffiti on the wall under the eyes of everyone.

……

Regarding this sudden change, General Tuya was stunned for three seconds, and then asked loudly.

"Damn, who ruined my art?"

"it's me!"

Bei Mingxue generously admitted holding a water dragon cannon.

"You are the subordinate of the leader of heaven and earth, right?"

"I don't allow you to graffiti and destroy the environment!"

Correct!

Everyone agrees.

Nangong Wentian rolled his eyes at Ximen Xiao who was still immersed in practicing calligraphy, and said in his heart:

"Ah Xiao is really focused. Ah Xue took his water dragon cannon, but he hasn't noticed yet."

a ha ha ha……

The Graffiti General laughed, and some more dirt...

puff……

"You fucking meow, laugh again!"

Hong Qingchen controlled his strength and punched General Tuya in the face.

Several teeth were knocked out.