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Chapter 227 Meeting an old friend in a foreign land

Xie Qingyun stood in the distance, watching the Ye family being beaten to pieces, holding the "dissipated" Shadowless Sword in his hand.

Yeah yeah yeah:

[Ugh, Miss Qingjun, you are partial, other male protagonists have thoughts, but I don’t! I thought you would leave the sword behind!

Now that Jia Xingming is dead and there is nothing left of him, and you still haven't left any relics, just thinking about it makes my heartache for Fanfan. 】

Xie Qingyun twitched the corners of his mouth and stroked the sharp edge of the Shadowless Sword with his fingertips.

"Keep this sword? Are you thinking of eating the peach!"

"As we all know, the Shadowless Sword, a top-grade spiritual weapon at the heaven level, is a spiritual weapon created by the Wuji Sword Sect's Hidden Sword Mountain. It is the only one in six thousand years. It was sent to the Wentian Sect as a congratulatory gift on the day Qingluan Sword Master came out of seclusion.

With such an obvious handle and flaw, I only left it here after thinking about it! "

Yeah yeah yeah:

[Okay, I ignored that. You really shouldn't stay. Aren't you going to continue watching the show? 】

"Don't look anymore, let's go."

Ignoring the earth-shattering fight in the distance, Xie Qingyun turned around and fled into the void.

She left neatly and ruthlessly, and Xiao Tiandao Ye Zi felt regret and sympathy.

It is a pity that Yun Baoer and Ye Zhifan have lived and died together many times, but they are still unmoved, and sympathize with his family, and Ye Zhifan does not get the slightest preference.

In the competition for male protagonist status, he once again fell into a disadvantage.

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Shen Junlin was absent-minded after not seeing his master for several days.

After apologizing in public, no one else dared to provoke Shen Junlin, and the whole journey out of Chongwen Hall was quiet.

When passing the palace gate, Yueshu Diji followed.

In order to be able to talk to Shen Junlin, Yueshu always used Master Qingyun as the topic of conversation.

After going back and forth, the two became familiar with each other.

"Senior Brother Shen, is there something on your mind?"

Shen Junlin thought about the identity of the other party and it was more convenient for him to do things than him, so he said melancholy:

"Because someone was talking nonsense before, Master took my reputation into consideration and moved out of the Qingshi Mansion. I don't know where I live now."

Yueshu suppressed his excitement and asked reservedly:

"Why don't I help you find out where the master is staying privately?"

Shen Junlin handed over his hand and said humbly and politely, "Thank you."

Walking to the downtown area, he saw a familiar piece of clothing disappearing at the end of the alley. Shen Junlin quickly said goodbye and chased after him.

A broad commercial street suddenly appeared in front of you. The low-key and luxurious Xiaofeng Hall was crowded with people, and the Xueyingzhai next to it was filled with the fragrance of ink, quiet and pleasant.

He hesitated for a moment, and the familiar hem of clothes flashed around the corner of the gallery again, and Shen Junlin stepped into the Snow Shadow Studio.

"I wonder what you want to see? Calligraphy, calligraphy, or scrolls?"

An attendant in a plain robe with breezy sleeves led him to introduce them one by one, and Shen Junlin had no choice but to take a look at them.

In the inner area of ​​Xueyingzhai, Xie Qingyun was sitting on the attic, with Shen Yuexin in front of her as if she was offering a treasure.

He came here to collect works, but he didn't want to meet his old friend in a foreign land, so he insisted on asking Qingjun to help him taste the paintings in recent years.

You can't be lovers, but you can still be friends.

At their status and status, they have seen all kinds of things in the world and have too many things. Love is not everything in life.

After all, we all still have thousands of years to live, and it’s not worth it to become enemies just because of a trivial matter.

In Xie Qingyun's eyes, Shen Yuexin is a good business partner, and the annual dividends of hundreds of millions of high-grade spiritual stones are worth a smile on her face.

The object that Shen Yuexin painted was called Tian Feng Yu Liujuan, which was his natal immortal weapon. All the masterpieces that skilled hands occasionally obtained were among them.

In the end, it can turn into real illusions, scenes, secret realms, etc. according to his wishes. This is one of the important means of attack for Shen Yuexin, who entered the Tao through painting.

The Heavenly Seal Jade Scroll is a scroll with star stones embedded at both ends, the whole body is dark silver, and exudes an ancient aura.

Slowly unfolding it, the previous paintings were neatly arranged on it, like the Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival. The kites, little people, and river water in the painting were still moving normally.

"The mountain is even better when the clouds come, and the mountain is picturesque when the clouds go away. The mountains are dim because of the clouds, and the clouds are high and low." ("Shuang Tiao·Yan'er Luo Zhi Ling" Zhang Yanghao)

After Xie Qingyun finished reading the inscription, he touched the painting of green mountains and mist with his fingertips, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

Continuous green mountains stand and white clouds float in the sky.

When the clouds go away, the green mountains are lush, and when the clouds come in, the mountains and rivers are hazy.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Shen Yuexin smiled and suggested a green country path winding from the bottom of the foot to the mountain.

Xie Qingyun strolled behind, listening to the ethereal chirping of insects and birds in the mountains, and the gurgling water, feeling filled with tranquility.

"Is all this true?"

A cold voice like the wind and snow rang in her ears. Shen Yuexin just picked a wild date and threw it over with a bright smile:

“You’ll know after you try it.”

The wild jujube is about the size of a thumb, yellow with red in it. When you put it in your mouth and bite it, your mouth will be full of sourness and you will feel like your hair is standing on end.

Xie Qingyun turned her head and spat on the ground, her beautiful brows knitting together.

"It's quite true." She said.

"Is the world in the painting afraid of fire?" she asked again.

Looking for Shen Yuexin's figure everywhere, the only sounds left in the quiet valley were the chirping of insects and birds.

This is the territory that belongs to Shen Yuexin. He is the creator here. It is not easy for her to capture his presence.

Xie Qingyun continued walking with his hands behind his back. A thatched house was vaguely visible in the mountain forest opposite, and there was still smoke from the cooking pots.

It feels more and more real.

When she was about to step over and take a look, Shen Yuexin brought over a roasted pheasant.

Behind him was a wildly raging fire.

Xie Qingyun: "???"

"Run!"

"No, why has it come to this?"

"Oh, don't you want to see it? I specially set a fire and roasted a chicken."

Xie Qingyun spit out one word: "Six!"

The two of them sat cross-legged on the opposite hilltop, each with half a chicken, admiring the fierce forest fire.

All kinds of wild animals rushed out of the woods like crazy, and the movement of escape was earth-shattering.

Two people came out of the thatched house halfway up the mountain, looking worriedly at the raging fire.

The evening wind gradually picked up, and clouds floated on the top of the mountain.

After the rumble of thunder, it started to rain.

The wildfires were extinguished by the rain, and the destroyed vegetation came back to life. The entire mountain was surrounded by thick water vapor, making it look illusory and hazy.

The two people outside the thatched house bowed to God and returned to the house.

"There are quite a few details!"

After receiving the compliment, Shen Yuexin raised her tail and said nonstop:

"Fellow Daoist Qingjun, let me tell you, once the two people in the thatched house enter combat mode, their cultivation will reach the early stage of divine transformation.

Every plant and tree in this stretch of mountains and rivers is under the control of the two of them. If you want to escape from this painting, you must find a way to kill them.

But if you want to kill them, you must deceive all the mountains, rivers and vegetation and appear in front of them. This is the difficult cycle. "

He changed his posture and leaned forward to speak, as furtively as two children whispering.

“Besides, my paintings are interoperable.”

With a move of his hand, the armed and iron horses in the painting next door appeared in the valley.

Xie Qingyun was full of admiration. If this was used as a virtual reality game in modern times, it would definitely be a big seller!

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