Rainbow Moon Seeking Immortality

Chapter 101 Hua Dao’s ultimate move—Hua Cake!

At dawn, the soft light of the morning sun emerged from the gaps in the clouds, shining brightly and spreading across the mist-shrouded mountains in the sky.

On both sides of the commercial road, the fields of young green seedlings are full of vitality.

But at this moment, large and small, intricate craters are scattered all over the field of vision, with different depths. They are like impact craters on the surface of the moon. They are irregular and spectacular.

In a sea of ​​corpses and blood, the two people stood facing each other, staring at each other.

Qin Yiguan held his hands empty, holding the soul of the demon cultivator Chang Ping with one hand, and raised the palm of the other hand forward, revealing the purple-red Poisonous Gu bug in it, his attitude was clear.

The female cultivator had a frosty face, one hand behind her back, holding the essence stone, seizing the time to restore her true essence. She turned a deaf ear to Qin Yiguan's previous expression of goodwill for cooperation, with a pair of sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle, and a vigilant expression.

The scene fell into silence...

Qin Yiguan knew that he was in the wrong. In the previous battle with the demon cultivator, the female cultivator obviously exerted a lot of effort and used the first-hand skill, but in the end she was picked off by herself. Anyone else would be angry, so she took the initiative and said loudly:

"Fellow Taoist punishes evil and exterminates demons, supports justice, and his wonderful painting skills are so superb that I admire him endlessly." Qin Yiguan smiled with a smile on his face, full of moral principles, but suddenly the topic changed and he opened his mouth, "This school of Taoist painting is rare in the world. , I can’t improve my painting skills, and I never thought I would meet another one here. I wonder if my friend can improve his painting skills?”

"What does my master have to do with you?" The female cultivator's face was dark and unclear, and her expression was slightly strange. "I see that most of the Gu insects in your body are from the Moon Dao system. Why, could it be that you are also practicing the Painting Dao?"

Qin Yiguan pondered for a moment, knowing that at first glance, he really had nothing to do with painting, so he couldn't help but sneered and explained, "I have little talent and little knowledge, and I am not good at learning, but all the senior painters I have met are all great talents in the world! "

The female cultivator was silent when she heard the words, her eyes were thoughtful, as if she was trying to distinguish the truth from the words.

If you ask him when Qin Yiguan was involved in painting, it would naturally be in his previous life!

I think of all the leaders in the company in my previous life. They were all great at painting, and they all started at the master school level.

Without exception, they are all very good at drawing a round thing...

He met many people in the past, but he also became a good doctor after a long illness. He gradually learned this ultimate painting move and mastered it thoroughly.

"Who is your so-called senior painter?" The female cultivator changed her tense and intimidating attitude and asked proactively.

Qin Yi observed the subtle changes in the words and smiled secretly in his heart.

The fish is hooked!

Immediately, I used my skillful speaking skills from my previous life and began to follow the instructions~

"That Taoist painting master is aloof and arrogant. He eats on clouds and lies on rocks. He lives in seclusion all year round. I met him by chance. If my Taoist friends are interested, I would like to introduce him to him."

The female cultivator was still confused and did not let it go. She once again asked for more details, including her cultivation, residence, and the most important issue of painting.

Qin Yiguan is naturally a cunning person who avoids the important and takes the easy. He cleverly caters to the psychology of female cultivators. He takes the initiative to mention the line of painting masters and avoids detailed information about the painting. Only when asked, he can get the information from knowing the plot like a dragonfly. Mention it a little, but it doesn't finish the whole story, giving people a sense of unlimited reverie.

"...Hua Dao is the best in that it can perfectly avoid the attacks of other Gu insects. It is rumored that it was created by a powerful immortal in the Middle Ages..."

For a few moments, the female cultivator silently listened to Qin Yiguan's boastful words. On her cheeks, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed and her beautiful eyes were slightly stunned.

She did agree with the other party's statement to a certain extent. At least among all the Gu masters she encountered, he was the only one who could tell at a glance that he was the follower of his own school.

The authenticity of the Hua Dao master needs to be verified, but the details of the Hua Dao school seem to be similar.

But here's the problem, no matter how she tried to figure it out, she could feel that there was something in the other person's words, something that was not said clearly, as if it was ready to come out, but there was something stuck in her throat that she couldn't grasp for a while.

A nameless meaning welled up in the female cultivator's heart, and she couldn't explain the reason.

It gets higher and higher day by day, and the slanting shadow becomes longer.

The spring breeze is like a fan, slowly urging people.

Seeing the troubled look in the female cultivator's eyes, Qin Yiguan knew that it was almost time to hang him!

I saw Qin Yiguan holding up the purple-red Poison Oath Gu in his palm and indicating, "If my fellow Taoist doesn't believe me, you can make a poisonous oath to put an end to your doubts."

Qin Yiguan has a genuine smile and is amiable.

"Well……"

The female cultivator was speechless for a moment, her eyes flashed, her head slightly raised, and she asked tentatively, "How to separate these things?"

Looking around at the wreckage all over the ground, Yuan Stone and cargo were mixed in a pool of blood and scattered all over the ground. Although most of the original cargo of the caravan had been plundered, there were still belongings left by other Gu Masters who had escaped first, etc. Lin Lin finally managed to get down, too. A huge sum.

It's just that except for those close to both sides of the road, most of the other Gu masters died in the minefields, so it was quite difficult to get up and touch the corpses.

"If that's the case, then I'll take some losses and let's open up four or six!" Qin Yiguan bowed his hands in a salute, pretending to be calm, but it could strengthen himself.

He also knew very well that he was not confident enough, so he was just relying on force and bluffing to temporarily stabilize the situation without breaking out.

On the contrary, he was quite interested in this little-known Painting Dao Gu cultivator who was involved in the Nine-turn Master's minor training school.

For a time, he thought of many things...

From the time when the original owner accidentally obtained the Tian Yuan Baojun Lotus, to now meeting this Painting Gu Master, it's hard not to think about it.

But Yuanlianxianzun is a venerable person from the medieval era. They are so old that there are only a handful of back-up players left in the impression of the original work. How come...

The female cultivator took the poison oath Gu and checked it again, and both parties officially used the poison oath Gu.

The terms included basic non-harm and framing, as well as promises to provide information about the painting school, share the results of soul searching by the magic cultivators, etc.

The poison oath Gu, which was severely congested, burst with a bang, turning into countless red light spots, flying into the bodies of both parties, declaring the poison oath established.

"Okay, now can I talk about the painting master surnamed Ma that you mentioned?"

The female cultivator crossed her arms and her face was as gloomy as water.

Seeing this, Qin Yiguan greeted the old man Qishan and his apprentice without rushing, turned his head and said, "Allow me to send a letter and wait for the master to reply!"

He thought of something again and asked:

"I haven't asked for your name, fellow Taoist!"

"Yao Danqing." The female cultivator answered casually.

Qin Yiguan nodded.

Pseudo-name!

...

A few days later, in front of a pool of scarlet blood.

Seeing the corpse floating in the pool and the blood coming to their noses, the group of people all covered their noses and frowned.

By searching the soul of the demon cultivator Chang Ping, Qin Yiguan was able to learn about his recent past.

Although the souls of a hundred people were not enough to support him, a one-time soul search was enough to understand all his life experiences.

"It turned out to be the Red Blood Demon Mulberry, no wonder, no wonder!"

The old man Qishan looked up and down at the blood mulberry tree standing in the center of the blood pool with a pair of turbid eyes, and said it in one word.

Qin Yiguan knew very little about this, but Yao Danqing and Zheng Shanchuan seemed to see a life-and-death feud, and their disgust was beyond words.

However, he was more concerned about the stone tablet in front of the blood pool, especially the blood path inheritance engraved on it.

He leaned over and carefully read it, and stood up again, hesitating.