Ling tripod

"You, what do you want to do to me?"

The Yilou envoy looked at Chu Yan, with an extremely shocked and angry look in his eyes.

"Gui doesn't want to do anything to you, but you are not qualified to interfere in Gui's affairs!"

Chu Yan said coldly, and then when he looked at the armored man again, he pointed directly.

"No..."

The moment the finger pointed at the armored man's brow, the armored man wailed.

The next moment, on Chu Yan's fingertips, the reversal poison in the artistic conception of wine directly spread into his body.

In an instant, it took his life.

At this moment, Chu Yan restrained his momentum, and in the sky, the Yilou envoy finally regained his ability to move, his face full of anger.

"I will report this matter to the owner of the building in full, you can only wish you good luck! Humph!"

After the words fell, the Yilou envoy stepped on the flying bird transformed by the artistic conception and left at a very fast speed.

Chu Yan ignored him and looked at the people who had gathered in Dahe Village and other surrounding villages.

"Master!"

"Congratulations, Master!"

"Master, it's great to have you!"

...

Everyone's face was filled with joy.

At this moment, Chu Yan spoke: "I promised Brother Qiu to protect Dahe Village and dozens of surrounding villages for a hundred years. Now there are only thirty-four years left. After thirty-four years, you will lose my protection. What will you do then?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard Chu Yan's words, and their faces instantly became ugly.

There was once Qiu Ba guarding. Although Qiu Ba has passed away, the equally powerful Master has also become a realm comprehender. Everyone was thinking about how their descendants would rest easy in the future, but they didn't expect the Master to say this.

"I am in Dahe Village, only a hundred years of life for ordinary people, and I am a passerby after all. If you want the village to never be bullied, you need Brother Qiu to stand up. You can't think of relying on others, but think of relying on yourself. Do you understand?"

Chu Yan looked at everyone and spoke again.

This time, everyone's faces changed and they began to think. Most of them could understand the profound meaning of Chu Yan's words...

"Ten years, in the next ten years, I will open the Hall of Artistic Realm and teach the method of practicing the artistic conception that I have comprehended. When I leave, this Hall of Artistic Realm will always remain in Dahe Village. I have tried my best. The future will depend on you!"

Chu Yan spoke again, and everyone's eyes immediately showed excitement. Who doesn't want to become a person who comprehends artistic conception? It's just that their qualifications are limited.

"Go away, I'm a little tired!"

Chu Yan said lightly.

Everyone said goodbye one after another, and finally, Chu Yan was the only one left in the huge yard.

Chu Yan stroked his gray beard. At this moment, his artistic conception had been completed, and his life span increased to 300 years. It can be said that he no longer has to worry about the problem of running out of life span on this Fallen Immortal Island. Moreover, at this moment, Chu Yan can completely reverse the years and turn his appearance into a young look.

However, he did not, only because, in Dahe Village, the hundred years of his life had not yet ended, and there were still ten years.

In these ten years, he still had to make the final realization.

Chu Yan picked up a jar of wine, raised his head and drank, and then couldn't help but say to himself: "It's great!"

Then, he looked up at the sky and said lightly: "Since the lord of Nanwang City is here, why don't you come out and see me!"

During these words, a burly figure walked out of the clouds in the sky.

Around him, clouds and mists lingered, and phantoms of floating clouds emerged.

This man looked middle-aged, with a heroic face, and even on his clothes, there were golden cloud patterns embroidered.

Nan Tianren looked at Chu Yan, his eyes changed, and said lightly: "The artistic conception of wine!"

"The artistic conception of clouds!"

Chu Yan looked at Nan Tianren, and said nothing more.

Nan Tianren fell from the sky and looked at Chu Yan. His face was dignified without anger. He said: "Nan's cultivation was not as good as Qiu Ba's. He was defeated by him. He made an agreement with him not to touch Dahe Village before his death. Now, his deadline has come. How dare you kill my subordinates?"

At this moment, countless white clouds appeared around Nan Tianren. In the white clouds, there was endless mist, making him look extremely ethereal.

Peeking at the peak!

Chu Yan's eyes changed.

Those who can become city lords seem to be really extraordinary. Chu Yan estimated that Qiu Ba should have been at the peak of Peeking at the peak. However, he had endured Bai Shuimiao's nine palms of atonement for his sins over the years, and he was unwilling to heal his wounds, which caused his cultivation to fall to the level of Peeking at the peak.

"He has lost the heart of a soldier and should be killed!"

Chu Yan said in a flat and cold voice.

But in his heart, he did not have much disgust for Nan Tianren. This person has reached the peak of the peeping mind. With this level of cultivation, he could have defeated Qiu Ba long ago. However, because of an agreement, he has not come for so many years, which shows that he keeps his promise.

"That is Nan's subordinate. Nan must seek justice for him today. You have just broken through the peeping mind. Nan will not deceive you. If you can survive Nan's three moves, Nan will never trouble you again. But if you die, Dahe Village will be under Nan's command from now on! Do you dare?"

Nan Tianren looked at Chu Yan with a fighting spirit in his voice.

"Why fear a fight!"

Chu Yan said lightly. Between the words, he did not wait for Nan Tianren to make a move, but took the lead.

At this moment, a wave of wine and water appeared around him.

This wave of wine and water moved with Chu Yan, instantly turning into pieces of wine and water mist, and dissipated at a high speed.

"Come on!"

When the Nantian people saw the situation, a light flashed in their eyes, and they immediately rushed out. The clouds and mist around them spread and gathered outside their fists.

Peeping mind cultivators can only simply combine artistic conception with martial arts and borrow the power of artistic conception. As for the magical power of illusion, they are not yet able to do so.

I saw white clouds floating above the fist of the Nantian people.

In the blink of an eye, there were three flowers.

"Mitsumo's Fist!"

Nantianren roared angrily, and the punch struck directly.

And at this moment, the mist created by Chu Yan's wine and drink had spread, so fast that it was impossible for anyone to reflect.

Nantianren was directly enveloped in the mist of wine, and immediately felt that a strong sense of drunkenness was filling his consciousness.

Because of this, the speed of this punch also slowed down.

Chu Yan dodged the punch, and the artistic conception of wine condensed on his fingers again. The poison reversed by the medicine gathered directly on the fingertips, and hit Nantianren's chest directly.

"Shield of Seven Clouds!"

Under this crisis, the Nantian people suddenly sobered up a little, and immediately their moods started to change, and they shouted loudly.

After this explosive drink, the clouds and mist around him directly rolled and gathered.

In front of him, white clouds appeared.

Seven flowers in succession directly blocked his body. Although there was no magical power, they were just resisting through artistic conception.

But with seven artistic conception clouds, the defensive power is also extremely strong.

"Bang bang bang..."

Chu Yan's finger broke through six layers of clouds and stopped at the highest layer.

"The meaning of wine, the memory of sadness!"

At this moment, Chu Yan gave a sharp drink, and the alcohol content in the drink suddenly increased.

At this time, Nantianren, who was already half-drunk, felt dizzy instantly and his whole body became even more drunk. At the same time, under this drunkenness, the sad memories hidden deep in his heart were directly revealed.

"No……"

A sound of anger came from Nantian's mouth.

His face was ferocious, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his whole person was completely immersed in endless sadness.

Although, the artistic conception of sadness cannot be directly displayed on this Fallen Immortal Island.

But now, as a master storyteller, Chu Yan has once again understood the artistic conception of memory, and based on the artistic conception of memory, he brings out the sadness in memory, which is the meaning of sadness.

And all this must be under the artistic conception of drunkenness.

The artistic conception of drunkenness comes from the artistic conception of wine.

In the artistic conception of wine, Nantian people are drunk. In the artistic conception of drunkenness, memories are revealed. In the artistic conception of reminiscence, one looks for the things deep in the memory. In the artistic conception of sadness, the long-buried sadness is uncovered.

Chu Yan himself didn't even notice. Unintentionally, he had understood the method of fusion of artistic conceptions. This attack was launched with the combination of four artistic conceptions.

Even, with this foundation of artistic conception fusion, from now on, the most bizarre and unpredictable rule fusion technique in the Wen Dao period will be able to be glimpsed.

Let’s not say that for now.

At this moment, Nantianren fell into infinite sadness, and his tears could no longer stop falling.

Chu Yan looked like this and knew that there was no need to continue the battle today. Chu Yan picked up a jar of wine, and the artistic conception of the wine blended into the wine. The rich aroma of the wine made people even more intoxicated, and then he threw it away.

"Drink!"

Nantianren took Chu Yan's drink in a daze, and poured it into his mouth as if grasping a life-saving straw.

A jar of wine was poured into his belly in one breath.

Looking at Nantianren's appearance, although Chu Yan didn't know what he had experienced, he could imagine that what he had experienced to reach this day must have been extraordinary.

"Any more?"

Nantianren drank a jar of wine and looked at Chu Yan again.

Without saying a word, Chu Yan once again combined the artistic conception of wine and threw another jar of wine over.

In this way, after seven jars of wine were poured into his stomach, the tears in Nantianren's eyes finally stopped!

Immediately, his whole body stood there in a daze, like a statue, for a whole hour.

Chu Yan didn't ask any more questions, and he knew that there was no need to ask more questions. Everyone had their own sadness in their hearts.

"From now on, Brother Ghost's affairs will be our Nantian people's affairs!"

Finally, the Nantian people turned around and left, leaving behind these words.

In this battle, Chu Yan won, not only with the people, but also with the heart...