Chapter 1183 Small Gathering

Overwhelmed with anger, this name made Shen Hao want to laugh. It's really not a famous name, and it's really too straightforward.

Flowers can be produced by pouring infuriating energy? Take it literally.

But judging by Li Shuyang's expression, this painting skill must be very difficult, and even Li Shuyang has a look of can't wait.

The long scroll is unfolded, and the landscape is depicted in the width of Zhangxu. The special coloring makes the whole scroll look like it spans time, giving people a sense of illusion of the four seasons.

At least Shen Hao, a layman in painting and calligraphy, feels amazed every time he sees this painting. Even if the painting is considered a fake in the end, he is not going to throw it away, but will keep it for himself.

"." Li Shuyang muttered something, but others couldn't hear it clearly. I saw him leaning close to the scroll, took out a strange artifact like a bronze mirror and began to examine it carefully.

True energy has never stopped from the very beginning, and has been poured into the scroll by Li Shuyang for a long time. With the changes on the scroll due to the infusion of true energy, Li Shuyang's expression became more and more excited, and there was even more excitement in his eyes. A trace of obsession.

Seeing Li Shuyang's expression, Shen Hao felt nothing to worry about. I understand that there should be no problem with this painting, and the flying dragon has not been tricked.

Sure enough, after an incense stick of time passed, Li Shuyang reluctantly put away the odd-shaped magic weapon in his hand, then heaved a long sigh, and sighed: "The real work! It's actually the real work of Hui Ling. And if I'm not mistaken, this should be the well-known "Picture of Four Seasons in a Thousand Mountains" by Master Huiling."

"Huh? "A Picture of Four Seasons in a Thousand Mountains"?" Shen Hao didn't expect this painting to be famous?

"That's right, it's "Picture of Four Seasons in Thousand Mountains". It is said that this picture is the last painting of Daoist Huiling. It was created after he traveled through the rivers and mountains of the Jing Dynasty at that time, and then he closed his pen and entered the dead end to impact the good fortune. Alas, what a pity In the end, he fell short and died in front of the gate of good fortune."

When Li Shuyang mentioned the real Huiling, he also spoke respectfully. It didn't seem repulsive just because it was the ancestor of the Jingjiu royal family.

After all, impacting good fortune, all monks regard it as sacred as legends, and those who can launch an impact, no matter whether they fail or not, are the pioneers that all monks in the cultivation world need to remember and respect. Because these people are using their lives to prove where the limit of monks is.

Afterwards came Li Shuyang's nagging, mainly to introduce the subtleties of this painting to Shen Hao, not just the special technique of being overwhelmed by anger, there are actually many things worthy of admiration in the whole painting.

It's just that playing the piano to a cow is actually more uncomfortable for a cow.

It wasn't until it was almost lunch time that Shen Hao's stomach growled and Li Shuyang let Shen Hao go. He took possession of the scroll and didn't let it go, saying that tomorrow is the birthday feast, and this painting can be left here for him to look at. Return it to Shen Hao in the morning.

This is a good meeting. There is nothing wrong with watching more. Shen Hao wiped his sweat secretly with a smile, but he was able to leave. Hearing about the painting skills made his head explode.

Coming out of Li Shuyang's room, Shen Hao turned around and went to Nie Yun's small courtyard to eat and drink.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw his sister-in-law Zhao Zhiyuan arranging dishes in the yard with a smile on her face. When she heard the greeting, she beckoned Shen Hao to help.

The table is not big, and when it is full, there are only six dishes and one soup. Two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Nie Yun is still retreating in the secret room at the bottom of the back yard. There will be no result if the light at the door does not go out. According to Li Shuyang's previous estimate, even if everything goes well, Nie Yun will not be able to break through until the end of this year.

"Sister-in-law, that's enough, don't bring me food, you can eat it yourself."

Zhao Zhiyuan is much older than Shen Hao. She and Nie Yun belong to the same generation. Although her cultivation level is not high, she naturally treats Shen Hao as one of her own after following Nie Yun. What's more, Shen Hao is very kind to her and Nie Yun.

"Eat! Eat more! I heard from Nie Yun that you have enough food for three days. For you, it's just one meal for you. My sister-in-law has done a lot today, so you just eat it openly. enough!"

"Hey, sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm not polite when it comes to eating."

Shen Hao laughed and ate wildly with a sea bowl, while admiring Zhao Zhiyuan's extraordinary craftsmanship. He ate two points more than usual for this meal, and rarely felt a little full. I think it's because most of the dishes on this table are dishes made by spiritual food. It tastes good and is rich in energy far beyond ordinary ingredients.

The topic they talked about was also the matter in Lingxiao Palace, and Chu Linxiang was their common topic. I will also talk about Guishan Seminary and Old Tree Peak. To Zhao Zhiyuan, this place is as familiar and unfamiliar as Shen Hao. Especially after Nie Yun retreated.

Only the two avoided the topic of Nie Yun. Nobody mentioned it.

It was a matter of life and death, and there was no way for outsiders to help, so no one was absolutely sure about Nie Yun's success or failure. If you succeed, you will naturally step into the mysterious sea, and from then on, the sky and the earth will become bigger, and you will have more capital to swim. Failure, life and death are unpredictable, even if you survive, you can only die in depression like a useless person.

Shen Hao has already felt a lot of all this from Zhao Zhiyuan's expression, he can see that Zhao Zhiyuan is psychologically prepared for any kind of outcome of Nie Yun.

Perhaps from the day she and Nie Yun reunited and got married, her wish had come true.

"You have to be more careful when you come here this time. I heard some words a few days ago, all talking about you. It seems that someone wants to use your relationship with Nie Yun to make a fuss and use you as a knife."

After the meal, Zhao Zhiyuan made a pot of tea and put it on the table, and the two chatted in the yard. In a few words, Zhao Zhiyuan poured out his worries. In her opinion, her very powerful brother Shen is her "person", and the people in Guishan Seminary always have to be separated from each other. And these days, she always dislikes the "out of dust" of the monks of the sect and feels alienated.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I've heard about the purpose of Guishan Seminary from my master. What they want is actually not complicated. It's within my plan. What's more, I have the honor of being a registered disciple. It’s still for them.”

"Well. Just be careful yourself."

"By the way, these things are for sister-in-law. You need them in Guishan Seminary." Shen Hao said while taking out a fist-sized jade bottle and handing it to Zhao Zhiyuan.

"This is... Da Pei Yuan Pill?! So much?"

"It's not too much, only fifteen. These can make my sister-in-law's practice faster." Shen Hao made a big move. On the one hand, he gained a lot in the Sword Emperor's Tomb last time, and on the other hand, the Black Flag Camp was searching After purchasing dozens of aristocratic families, the inventory is thick. In addition, Shen Hao didn't use much medicine himself, so he took some of the excess. He knew that Nie Yun's attack on the mysterious sea must consume a lot of pills, and Zhao Zhiyuan's status in Guishan Seminary would not get much supply. These Da Pei Yuan Pills should be very much needed.