Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 446

An Qingli's wood spirit root value has reached [-]%, and now combined with the newly realized wood attribute sword intent, the attack power is amazing.

However, the Ruyi Scarlet Flame Sword is a fire-attribute magic sword. If you want to use the newly-comprehended sword intent to a greater extent, you have to use a wood-attribute magic sword to be even more powerful.

So An Qingli, who was in the jungle, sent a message to the master master of Baoqi Fengfeng to order a wood attribute magic sword, of course it was a top-grade magic weapon.

An Qingli has a lot of money, and she doesn't need Lingshi.

The master of Baoqi Peak was very happy, and he liked this kind of cheerful and rich kid.

Put away the messenger jade slips, withdraw from the concealment array, and An Qingli continued on his way.

In the mustard space, several little ones sat in a row, earnestly looking at the painting presented by the Qin family very seriously.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a while.

The two paintings just hung in the air, allowing the monster beasts and Yaozhi to study them wholeheartedly.

Xiao Lingxi blinked her big eyes, staring for too long, her eyes were a little dry.

"What's the matter!"

Little Huzi cursed and finally lost his patience again, but he still didn't see why.

"Hey!"

The strange silence was broken, and the rest of them suddenly twisted their bodies and began to look at each other, shaking their heads and sighing.

This advanced stuff of human monks is really not something that monsters can understand.

In their view, this is just a pretty good painting.

Nothing but a man and a beast.

Little Pegasus shook his long hair on his forehead, and said with a bit of smugness: "This painting is nothing but a perfect display of the handsomeness of me and Grandmaster. I really don't know what the master's eyes are made of. I can see something in it, and even comprehend the sword intent from it, it's unbelievable."

"It's really unbelievable." Xiao Jintan pondered, "But as far as a small number of people are concerned, they don't see mountains as mountains, and they don't see paintings as paintings. Otherwise, they would not be able to surpass most people in the world and cultivate all the way to the tribulation realm."

"That's true." After such an explanation, Xiao Huzi was more convinced, "If you don't have any talent and understanding, how can you reach the Tribulation Realm just by luck and chance. My ancestors in the Mahayana Realm said that it has always been Ri likes to delve into Buddhist scriptures, and has benefited a lot. It is the Mahayana realm that has absorbed the wisdom of many human monks."

Little Pegasus let out a "huh": "No wonder, your ancestor was happy in everything and didn't like to meddle in other things, so he was still a half-Buddhist."

"That's not true. My ancestor once secretly went to the Buddhist kingdom to listen to lectures, and was arrested two or three times. Moreover, it used to be the mount of an eminent Buddhist monk. It was voluntary, and no one forced it."

The little tiger fluttered its wings and was extremely proud, although the fact was that its ancestor was crying, with snot and tears, begging the eminent monk to accept it.

At that time, the ancestor hadn't transformed yet, and the eminent monk saw his sincerity, so he touched his head and put him beside him.

The nine-thousand-year Thunder Wing Tiger had only carried that eminent monk on his back, and the rest, even Mu Sheng, had no such honor.

The little tiger didn't know about the old ancestor's cry for history, so he said proudly: "With our master's understanding, a Taoist patriot and a Buddhist wisdom root, no matter what, he must cross the tribulation."

Xiao Jintan happily said: "That's right, that's right, Qingli's understanding is extremely high, and he can realize the sword intent with just one painting, which is rare in the world, as long as he doesn't go astray, anything is possible in the future."

The other ones were also admiring and delighted.

But having said that, the painter is not easy.

If a middle-stage Nascent Soul can achieve such accomplishments in painting and calligraphy, then the Qin family is worthy of being a super big family with a wealth of talents.

The Qin family entered Taoism with calligraphy and painting, and the calligraphy and painting handed down from several ancestors may be equivalent to the inheritance wall of Wan Jianzong.

In fact, most of the Qin family used brushes as tools, and the talisman of many people was a brush.

The brushes of the Qin family are equivalent to the sword in the hands of sword repairers.

And the powerful boss of the Qin family can create realms with just a swipe of a pen. There are various realms, and the Blossoming Realm is one of them.

The flowery environment that An Qingli comprehends is endless and endless.

But the Qin family's painter's flowery environment is extremely graceful and colorful, enough to make people's eyes fascinated by random flowers.

Some people say that the Qin family is so elegant and coquettish, they don't have the vigor and arrogance of a swordsman, and they are far ahead of a swordsman who breaks all spells with one sword.

Some people also said that the Qin family was just wearing a cloak of elegance, but they were actually ruthless, killing people without blood.

But the Qin family's [-]-somethings have crossed the Tribulation Realm, and they have been proud of the East China Sea for more than [-] years, so there is no need to explain too much whether the pen in the hands of the Qin family can compare with the sword in the hands of Jianxiu.

Besides, in the eyes of the masters of law repair, whether it is a sword or a pen, they are all magical tools that can be used, and there is no need to distinguish between superiors and inferiors. That is, those who play swords think that the sword in their hands is extremely noble. Ranked first in the world.

Of course, it is a coincidence that every big brother of the Qin family who uses a pen as a tool also firmly believes that the pen in his hand is invincible. Without this belief, they would not be able to cultivate the gods and cross the tribulation realm.

In the mustard space, a few excited little ones looked forward to the future for An Qingli, then cursed and put away the two unrecognizable paintings.

This painting is not something that their monsters can understand. It makes these spirit beasts with extraordinary bloodlines so brainless.

Anyway, the master should understand from it, and he has understood it all, and then he can sell this painting to An's family or Zongmen in exchange for corresponding spirit stones.

An Qingli was still walking carefully in the forest, because she had to guard against people, beasts, and traps, so she had to collect spiritual plants along the way. She was not moving fast, and it took several months in the blink of an eye.

The land under the feet is quite different from before, it is extremely dry, even the vegetation is short and sparse, and the land is quite barren.

"On this kind of sandy land, nothing good should grow." Little Huzi sighed in his spirit animal bag.

"Not always."

Xiao Jintan was the first to disagree. The place where it was originally was barren, and even the aura was extremely thin.

Although the land here is a little barren, the concentration of aura is not bad. If you search carefully, you may find something good.

However, in order to avoid being exposed, Xiao Jintan did not rely on his innate talent to actively sense the spiritual plants around him who had activated their spiritual wisdom.

It would be a bad thing if it happened to sense Yaozhi who had already transformed, and the incident of Shenzhi broke out.

The sun was very strong in the sky, and there was no shade. An Qingli wore a white draped hat, let go of her consciousness, and searched in this barren land.

The area covered by the spiritual consciousness is all desolate, which is really puzzling.

The aura of this place is no worse than that of other places. It is indeed a bit strange to have such a desolate scene.

A small gray ant tentatively climbed up An Qingli's instep, and then quickly crawled over her instep.

(End of this chapter)