The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Hearing this, Ji Qiang pinched Lin Qinxue's neck, lifted him up, and said, "You are so brave!"

Lin Qinxue was squeezed by the neck, forced out a giggle, his eyes were filled with disdain, and just as he was thrown to the ground, he laughed loudly and said, "Young Master is already very courageous, so what if he tricks you?" "Are you not afraid?" Die?" "So what?!" Lin Qinxue said proudly. He was so slippery that he rarely showed a bit of character. He stretched out his hand but lifted Zhong Dasheng over, swayed in the air, and said, "Then he will die."

Zhong Dasheng heard the words, not only was not afraid, but glared angrily, kicked his legs in the air a few times, intending to kick Ji Qiang.

Seeing Zhong Dasheng swaying in the air, Lin Qinxue looked like a big rabbit being picked up by someone's ears, he couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled secretly, gritted his teeth, and said, "One person does the work and the other person is responsible. Well, I played tricks on you. If you want to kill, kill me."

Ji Qiang glanced at him and said, "You all want to die?" "Just pretend that I don't want to live anymore."

"I can't bear it." She threw Zhong Dasheng down, threw down two long swords, and said, "I'll give you a chance. Only one of you can die and the other can live. Use this sword to kill the other. You can live on your own."

Zhong Dasheng rolled on the ground and touched the cold long sword on the ground. He couldn't help but feel a throbbing in his heart. He looked up at Lin Qinxue, then at himself, choked up a bit, sniffed and said, "Patriarch Lin, are you You are an elder, come on." After saying that, he closed his eyes and stood upright, biting his lips, afraid that he would cry out in pain.

Lin Qinxue also clenched the sword in his hand, stood up trembling, and turned his head to look at Ji Qiang who was sitting high on the soft couch, his hands were sweaty, and he was speechless with his mouth open.

Ji Qiang looked at the two of them with a smile, waiting to see the scene of their brothers killing each other and their flesh and blood flying apart.

Finally, with a "clang", Lin Qinxue dropped the sword in his hand, ran directly to Zhong Dasheng, snatched his sword away, and threw it far away, saying, "To die together!"

Zhong Dasheng heard this, opened his eyes, looked at him in surprise, and said: "Maybe, you will be fine."

"Don't be stupid." Lin Qinxue said rudely, "If I kill you, I won't be able to turn back. In that case, I might as well die now."

Zhong Dasheng was stunned when he heard the words, and murmured: "I thought you were annoying."

"Go!" Lin Qinxue said, "Is this the way you speak to the patriarch?" He pulled Zhong Dasheng behind him, looked at Ji Qiang, and said, "Come to me, Master."

Seeing them in such a state, Ji Qiang felt dazzling, sneered, and said, "Do you think it's all right?"

As soon as she beckoned, Lin Qinxue found that his limbs moved completely out of his control, and walked towards Ji Qiang step by step, and couldn't help but screamed in horror, "What kind of magic is this! Let go!" I!"

Seeing this, Zhong Dasheng quickly hugged him by the waist and dragged him to the spot, but Lin Qinxue seemed to have exploded with great strength, and dragged Zhong Dasheng who was already lying on the ground forward.

Walking in front of Ji Qiang, Zhong Dasheng simply rushed forward, and was about to punch him, but was stopped by a slender finger, and just poked a hole in his chest like poking tofu, and blood gushed out. out, flow all over the place.

Seeing such a bloody scene, Lin Qinxue wanted to help and press his wound, but he couldn't move, standing where he was, tears streaming down his face.Ji Qiang watched him cry, and said softly: "I'm crying now, I really feel sorry for you."

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and scratched his cheek, leaving a bloodstain. Just when she was about to search for the soul, she heard: "Miss Ji, are you there?" This sentence was hoarse and gloomy, as if from The wind blowing from the abyss made the two of them tremble.

Hearing this, Ji Qiang couldn't help but secretly startled, it felt like Xiang Liu's breath, and he wasn't dead yet?I couldn't help feeling suspicious, but I wouldn't push my allies away, so I left these two behind, stood up, patted the dust on my dress, and said with a smile, "You dead snake, you're still alive?"

As soon as the words were finished, the door opened, and a young man dressed in white with a handsome and gentle face walked in from the outside. He laughed at himself and said, "My fate is hard, how can I die so easily." Ji Qiang looked at him, Said: "Why did you change this skin?"

The man shook his head, picked a seat at random, lifted his robe and sat down, said: "I almost died, I just find a shell to put it on, what do you think?" Ji Qiang nodded when he heard this , said: "That's how it is." Then he said softly: "It's pitiful, but a few mortals have forced the majestic god to this point."

The man smiled and said: "You don't have to provoke me, I will naturally settle accounts with them, it's just one, I'm inconvenient right now, and I need to take a good rest."

Hearing this, Ji Qiang rolled his eyes and thought to himself, maybe he guessed that he wanted him to go forward, so he followed his words and said tentatively: "It should."

"Mistress Ji just needs to understand." The man pointed to the two guys on the ground, and said, "What do you do?"

"What's wrong with the two boys caught by hand?"

With a wave of the man's hand, a black shadow emerged from his sleeve, penetrated into Zhong Dasheng's bleeding chest, blocked the blood hole, and said, "Since you are useless, give it to me." Ji Qiang heard He said, puzzled in his heart, smiled lightly and said, "What are you doing here?"

"My temple has been demolished quite a bit. I think they have some qualifications. It's okay to be a god."

Ji Qiang looked at him suspiciously, and said, "These two are rebellious, do you need them?"

The man said arrogantly: "You are not a god, you don't understand, anyone who believes in a god is extremely devout."

Hearing his arrogant and confident words, Ji Qiang smiled slightly, stopped talking, and said in his heart, if this was the case, you wouldn't be trapped in the Nine Heads Terrace for so long, seeing him like Xiri With a proud look, the doubts in his heart were slightly dispelled.

The man said: "That's it, I will take them away."

Ji Qiang said: "Let's go? Where can you go?"

The man showed annoyed expression, stood up, turned around and was about to leave, said: "There is always a place to settle down, don't bother you." Ji Qiang flicked the hem on his sleeve lazily, and said: "Why bother with my concubine? How about such a birthright body? Let’s stay.”

Hearing the words, the man looked back at her vigilantly, and said, "What do you mean?" As soon as the words fell, the clothes exploded, and the exposed lower body instantly turned into a long snake tail, which almost filled the entire room. , The tail of the snake swept away, a dozen, vases, screens, curtains, etc. rolled to the ground, and the thick carpet was broken into pieces, exposing the water-polished blue brick floor, which also revealed deep cracks.

Seeing this, Ji Qiang showed joy instead, and said: "It's the concubine who is talking too much, but the concubine really wants to stay with you for a while." It seems that he just became suspicious, suspecting that he had a plan for him , and nothing else.

Hearing the words, the man's eyes shifted, and he said a bit flirtatiously, "I've thought about it too."

Ji Qiang said: "The concubine will arrange it herself."

"En." The man sat down and said: "Go, yes. My current shell is called Bai Tangjun, you can weigh it."

"Hey, Mr. Bai." Ji Qiang blessed him, and he was so tactful that it made people feel crisp when they saw it.

After the people left, Lin Qinxue, who had been putting the fainted Zhong Dasheng on his lap, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you want to be your blessing, what should you do?" Bai Tangjun heard this , smiled, and said, "Are you happy?"

Lin Qinxue lowered his head so that he wouldn't see his eyes rolling around, and said eagerly, "I, I, will try my best to learn, but if I can't learn it, I can't be beaten to death."

Hearing this, Bai Tangjun couldn't help laughing and said: "What do you look like? That's all, I will teach you, teach you well, and I won't beat you."

When Lin Qinxue heard this, he raised his head in surprise, glanced at him, then quickly lowered his head again, pursed his mouth and said nothing, feeling that there was something wrong with this person.

However, in Luminous City, after Lin Qinxue and Zhong Dasheng disappeared together, Zhang Zhihe was anxious and angry. Although he knew that he should recover from his injuries and wanted to find someone after he recovered, he was very anxious. How could he bear it? Having been together day and night for many years, Zhang Zhihe has long regarded them as his direct disciples and cherishes them very much.But now, they have fallen into a situation where they don't know whether they will live or die.

He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and went to retreat, almost going into a madness, but fortunately he felt something wrong, so he stopped the practice in time, so he didn't dare to retreat, so he could only copy the scriptures to calm his mind.

And Chu Fengge also accompanied Zhang Zhihe to copy scriptures.Zhang Zhihe felt even more uneasy, and said to Chu Fengge, "Master, go and heal your wounds, I'm fine, I'll recover slowly."

Chu Fengge shook his head, with luck in picking up the pen, each round and delicate character appeared from the end of the pen, like a hairpin flower of a beautiful woman, a dragon wandering in the marsh, a phoenix facing the high platform, very beautiful, and when he finished writing a sentence, he said: "My My heart is not quiet."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe looked at Master with some surprise, looked at the neat and beautiful handwriting, looked at his own writing, and said, "Yes, Master." Then he continued to copy the scriptures.

What I copied was Tao Te Ching, and Lao Tzu's five thousand words were when he was just learning to speak. Chu Fengge held him in his arms and taught him to read word by word.Ever since Zhang Zhihe became conscious, his initial vision was the sunlight from Chaoyang Peak shining on the plum blossoms piled up with snow. The originally plain white snow seemed to be flowing in five colors, and the pure white petals appeared more crystal clear, almost transparent.

After he finished writing five thousand words in a smooth and smooth manner, after Chu Fengge finished reading, he also circled his typo as before, but this time he added a sentence, saying: "Five thousand words are not righteous, did you write it wrong? Or Said your path is like this?" Zhang Zhihe glanced at it, but it was he who wrote "the world's most soft, gallop the world's most firm." as "the world's most firm, gallop the world's most soft.", couldn't help becoming popular Face, very ashamed: "I, I, I was wrong."

Chu Fengge shook his head again, and said: "In the past, I would have made you copy hundreds of times. But now I want to ask you, what exactly do you think? The five thousand words are written by Laojun." Do you remember what the first sentence of the five thousand words is?"

"exactly."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihe looked down at the line he copied wrongly, fell silent, and sat alone blankly.Seeing this, Chu Fengge gently left with the scroll in his arms, and closed the door for him to retreat.