Inner Demons

Lao Dao Liu didn’t really care what this cheap discipline did. He is now busy chanting like “what to do”.

Li Yunxin was next to him, poking his finger lightly at him: “Master.”

Lao Dao Liu glanced at him sadly: “Hey, discipline. I am now a teacher. If you have no time to take care of yourself, if you have other ways…”

“Do you know “Yijin Night Walk”.”

“Huh?”

“” “Yijin Night Walk”-Emperor Xiang Yu of Chu Weilie defeated his beloved wife at Gaixia at the beginning of his early war. Later, he worked hard for twelve years, led his army to destroy the enemy capital and set the world. It is a pity that everyone he cared about at that time He was dead. He had the Millennium Hegemony, but no one shared it. So on a snowy night, he ran for 300 li with a golden dragon robe and went to Gaixia to pay homage to his dead wife. Later, the painting expert made this painting. You should always know, right?”

Li Yunxin said perfectly clear, like a bright sun and a gentle breeze in the afternoon at the clear stream. But this state is too weird at this time.

Lao Dao Liu stared at him for a long time before opening his mouth: “You…you…how do you know…”

“I told you I liked it before Painter is a promising career, so I know there is nothing at worst in this painting. Now, look over there. Yes, it is over there, squinting and looking through the firelight. When I walked over and came back, A mark drawn with his feet.”

Lao Dao Liu was full of surprise, and he didn’t understand how this young man suddenly changed. But still subconsciously squinting in the direction Li Yunxin quietly pointed.

Although he is not the Upright Sect cultivator with profound mana, he still knows what he should know since he claims to be one of the “Five Great Experts” in Los Angeles painting circles. So after looking for a while with the firelight, Old Dao Liu’s eyes rounded slightly.

He turned his head to look at Li Yunxin, his tone became stuttered: “This…this… Are you…”

“Well, you all like to ask me if I am Who.” Li Yunxin patted his arm, motioning for him to relax a little, “But I won’t discuss this matter first. So you can see that I drew “Yijin Night Walk” over there. But I haven’t finished it yet. The Yi Jin Ye Xing Tu is a fine brushwork. I made a few strokes in a freehand way to create a charm.”

“Understand and understand…” Liu Laodao got rid of his slightly sluggish state. , He realized that he might be lucky. Being hijacked by six strongmen here is certainly not a big luck, but this bad luck thing is compared with the young man in front of me… it is simply insignificant.

The painters are divided into brushwork and freehand brushwork. The fine brushwork is delicate and delicate, every delicate hair was completely shown, and the sceneries in the painting are vivid. The freehand brushwork is drawn vertically, the ink is flying, and it pays more attention to a charm and artistic conception.

If a man in the world paints, there is no better way than freehand brushwork. But in the painter’s place, one person can use a fine brushwork to show a 28-year-old woman to life, but she may not be able to show her charm with a freehand painting.

But the boy in front of him is…with a few strokes with freehand brushwork…the charm of that masterpiece is here!

Just looking at these few strokes, you can experience the smoothness and smoothness-the person who wrote the pen used Divine Soul as the lead and planned out the trajectory of the spirit strength on the “picture scroll”. Only when the painting is completed, the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi is used within the body to infuse the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi into this trajectory, and a picture scroll that can be made by an expert in artistic conception will become!

Lao Dao Liu is also fortunate to have seen an expert masterpiece once. Every brushstroke in the painting is very particular-just like the Taoist talisman, the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth is introduced into the scroll with one stroke.

It is said that the artistic conception painter’s painting can make people feel emotional. In fact, in essence, they still use pen and ink to form something similar to talisman-whether you did good or not depends on your cultivation and skill. Up!

But this young man’s few strokes…

Lao Dao Liu thinks that it may be more brilliant than the expert painting I saw that day…

…… This is who after all.

He hurriedly took Li Yunxin’s hand: “Have eyes but fail to recognise Mount Tai. Those who accepted disciples before, hey, don’t take it seriously! Little Young Master, you’ve been so accomplished at a young age. out of the ordinary I don’t know what the house is—”

“Don’t worry, you listen to me.” Li Yunxin gently pushed his hand away, “I have a problem with my body. Finishing.”

The so-called “finishing finishing touch” is the key stroke after finishing the painting. This stroke imported Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi into the trajectory outlined by the strokes in the scroll. As for where and how, only the artist himself knows. But Li Yunxin was sealed off, and he couldn’t do this last step.

“I can’t put my eyes on it, so you come.” Li Yunxin pointed to another bonfire beside the swordsman with high zygomatic eyebrows, “It’s there, missing a stroke—in the painting Emperor Weilie’s sword.”

Liu Laodao opened his mouth and his neck shrank: “Well… I said expert, the trail cultivation is low…”

“You are not Los Angeles One of the five artistic conceptions expert?”

“How can you compare jokes and jokes…”

“In fact, it is enough.”

” I’m afraid that your major event will be broken…”

“I’m not afraid.”

“Expert, why bother you…”

“You Want to die?” Li Yunxin stared at him and said.

“…Uh.” The two originally hurriedly said one sentence after another. Upon hearing this sentence, the rest of Old Tao Liu choked in his throat.

“Now things are not jokes, and I am not jokes with you. They are really going to kill people.” Li Yunxin constricted his expression and no longer had the same relaxed tone as before, “They Now I’m just waiting for who or something. Once I’m determined to kill, no one can run away here. I can’t run away and you can’t run away. So doing this now is to save yourself. If it’s done, there are those groups over there. Human gratitude-I don’t know how your Dongxuan sect is mixed in Los Angeles, but it will definitely not be better than them. So if you want your own life and their favors, it depends on you A stroke.”

Liu Laodao has lived for several decades, but he has never experienced such a dangerous scene. At this moment, I saw that the originally ordinary boy turned into a cultivation base profound mysterious person, and he felt that his throat was dry and his legs were soft. The bonfire crackled not far away, and further away, six swordsmen were discussing something in a low voice, turning their heads here from time to time.

“Expert you…but how do I go?” Old Tao felt a little cold on his body, but his sweat wanted to leak out. He wiped his forehead, “Furthermore, this “Yijin Night Walk”…it looks useless at this time.”

“When the time comes, you know.” Li Yunxin patted his shoulder , “Go. Sooner or later you have to go, and you know it yourself.”

Of course Lao Dao knows. At this age, no matter how courage he is, he can tell the priorities. Anyone who is not cowardly and hopeless will always reach out and grab it. And he feels that this teenager is deeply hidden-maybe he can solve the problem by himself, but he wants to “have a little fun” together.

While saying this to himself, he stood up awkwardly, and after three heavy breaths, he was completely in the state.

Usually the state of the rich people in the city of Huyolo.

Together with the night breeze, his broken daoist robe shuaa~ As soon as it rang, the two bonfires dimmed slightly. Liu Laodao’s face is not bad. Although it can’t be said to be compelling, heroic and tall, but it can be considered a bit of tolerance. At this moment, he was stern because of nervousness, and silently walked a few steps towards the swordsman, and the six people became alert.

“What are you going to do? Go back!”

“Heroes, listen to me.” Old Liu said, “Hunyuanzi in Xiadong Xuanpai.”

After he said this sentence, he took two steps forward: “There is also quite a bad name in this world. Today’s matter, let me talk about it with the heroes–“

The swordsman with high zygomatic and thin eyes slightly frowned eyebrows: “Dongxuan Sect?”

He took a closer look at Old Liu Dao: “Orthodox Dongxuan Sect?”

Liu The old Dao smiled and said, “Hehe, although it is not in the middle, we are not far away. The Dongxuan Sect of Poor Dao is the Dongxuan Sect in Los Angeles. It is also the Xuanmen Sect taught by Supreme Heaven——”

When the swordsman heard this, he snorted in an angry and funny way: “It turns out to be the scum of this class. Going further, I broke your leg.”

At this moment, Liu Laodao distances. The finishing touch is only two steps away. He brace oneself said again: “The Taomen in the world is originally a family. I think I was—”

At this point, there was a scream that broke through the air. The forest was originally dim, with only two piles of campflame hair emitting a dim light, but in such a jungle, it also seemed to be absorbed by the surrounding mist. At this moment, accompanied by this howling, was a bright light.

A thin sword was inserted into the ground beside Liu Laodao. The hilt of the sword trembled and made a buzzing sound.

The dirt and dead leaves of the big canopy splashed up, and Liu Laodao was frightened by the sudden, and he sat down on the ground. This time, I happened to sit in the finishing touch.

The swordsman glanced at him contemptuously, coldly snorted: “Don’t get out yet!”

Liu Lao Dao looked at the sword, drew his hands and feet together on the ground for a while, and ran away embarrassed. Beside the tempering pile.

The people in the dart board are not at all thinking about mocking or ridiculing this pair of ugly “master and disciple”-their eyes are all focused on the sword flying from nowhere.

The shape of the sword is exactly the same as the swordsman’s hands, obviously not a reinforcement. A piece of paper was worn on the sword, and it was written in teeny lower letters, which clearly read “Flying Sword to Pass Letter.”

Both flying pigeons and darts are common methods used by quakers, and flying swords are not so unusual. But the terrifying thing is that no one saw the person who cast this sword. At least in the knowledge of everyone in the Escort, this skill is already unimaginable.

“It’s done.” Li Yunxin laughed in the glow of gloomy and uncertain, patted Lao Dao Liu’s arm, “You have to act. I promise you like it.” ======== ======================================= Note: Freehand brushwork, commonly known as “thick pen”. It is symmetrical with “gongbi”. Chinese painting technique name. Through the concise and indulgent brushwork, he emphasizes the art of expressing the spirit of the object and Fengshen. Freehand painting is the basic form of expression of traditional Chinese painting, and it is called together with fine brushwork. Qi Baishi’s masterpiece “Shrimp” is a freehand painting. The same goes for Xu Beihong’s running horse. The masterpiece “Surfing the River at Qingming Festival” is a semi-mechanical and semi-freehand work.