I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 130
As Huo Xin was talking, he suddenly raised his finger to Huo Taixian: "Huo Taixian! Although he is my brother, I can't cover him up. Mr. is discerning."

Li Wenfang glanced at Huo Xin, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then looked at Huo Taixian: "This boy is your younger brother?"

"My brother is kind-hearted, but he is afraid of being implicated." Huo Taixian said with a smile.

"Hahaha, you are indeed a young chick who has not experienced wind and rain." Speaking of this, he smiled and walked forward: "What bloodline are you?"

"It's not the lowest bloodline, it's just the lowest mortal bloodline. Thanks to Master Bai Mingli's help, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be driven down the mountain in despair." Huo Taixian shook his hand helplessly token.

"The most common mortal bloodline? How could it be? Your grandfather is Duke Huan of Qi. That is the bloodline of a real myth. You should be the bloodline of a doctor the last time." Li Wenfang couldn't believe it.

Huo Taixian spread his hands helplessly, Li Wenfang turned to look at Chen Liang: "Is the test accurate? But there is something wrong with the test scroll?"

"Master, there is no problem with the spar. This brother is indeed of mortal blood." Chen Liang hurriedly stepped forward to reply.

Li Wenfang frowned, and then looked at Huo Taixian: "What about mortal blood? Since ancient times, there are many people who have proved their myths with mortal bodies. Would you like to follow me and practice in my mountain?"

Huo Taixian shook his head when he heard the words, and waved the token in his hand: "Master kindly accepts it."

He came to the Academy of Natural Painting just to see the method of refining ink.As for asking Li Wenfang to sit down?
Compared with Li Wenfang, he felt that Bai Mingli was more reliable.

At the beginning, he knocked Li Wenfang unconscious with the magic whip, and took the other party's fortune many times, but the other party didn't know it.

Seeing this, Li Wenfang looked regretful, and turned to look at Wang Yan: "Do you know each other?"

"There are some contradictions, but they are all trivial matters." Huo Taixian replied lightly.

"If that's the case, that's all. If you encounter something in the future, you can come to my peak for help. We can walk around more." Li Wenfang turned to look at Huo Xin, snorted coldly, and led Wang Yan and the young master into the door Inside.

Seeing that the two disappeared, Huo Xin hurriedly followed, but just before he reached the door, before he stretched his legs to step in, the door disappeared in mid-air, leaving only Huo Xin standing there in a daze.

"Master, there is still me! There is still me!" Huo Xin stood on the spot and shouted, his whole body was a little numb.

Seeing this scene, everyone around snickered, Huo Xin blushed in shock, and froze in place for a moment, a little at a loss.

"Okay, the number of the first batch of disciples is enough, you follow me into the mountain." Chen Liang glanced at everyone, then shouted, turned to look at Huo Taixian:
"Brother, are you going to enter the mountain with all the disciples, or are you going to inform Peak Master Bai Mingli?"

"I will go into the mountain with all the disciples." Huo Taixian said.

Seeing this, Chen Liang nodded and led the crowd towards the mountain, all the way to the foot of a huge mountain.

In the mountain peaks, the clouds and mist are hazy, and the spring water in the mountains is ding-dong.

"Now you are considered as ordinary disciples of the Academy of Natural Painting. In the future, you will wait at the foot of this mountain for the masters on the mountain to give lectures. When you enter the Tao and are favored by the peak master of my Academy of Natural Painting, you can choose to enter the mountain and be regarded as a sect." If you can be favored by the peak master and be accepted as a direct disciple, then you will reach the sky in one step and become the real arrogance of my Academy of Natural Painting."

When Chen Liang said this, he looked at everyone: "Arrange rooms for them and distribute books."

Then he looked at Huo Taixian: "Brother Huo, come with me."

Chen Liang led Huo Taixian all the way to the best house. This is the source of the clear spring in the mountain, and spring water keeps coming out of Tanzhong.

"Senior brother Huo, this is the best room in our lower courtyard." Chen Liang looked at Huo Taixian.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Chen is interested." Huo Taixian smiled.

"You can't be called a senior brother. If you don't mind it, it's an honor to call me a junior brother. You are going to enter the upper court sooner or later. You should be called a senior brother." Chen Liang continued to be humble, and then took out a book from his pocket : "These are some rules of the lower courtyard of our Academy of Natural Painting. Also, the back mountain is the library of my painting academy. If you want to practice formulas and methods, you can go to the back mountain to read."

"I am an ordinary student of the Academy of Natural Painting, and the practice of ink refining formulas is medium. If you want to obtain high-level formulas, you must either be given them directly by the main peak, or directly spend money to buy them." Chen Liang directly took out a book from his pocket and handed it to him. To Huo Taixian:
"This is the "Plum Blossom Jue"! In the future, a gentleman will come down from the mountain to give a lecture, and he will also teach the Plum Blossom Jue. If you want to practice the first-class formula and get the key points, you have to go to the library behind to buy it yourself."

Chen Liang introduced Tong Tong in a long-winded manner, and then left in a hurry.

Huo Taixian held the Plum Blossom Jue in his hand, opened it and began to study it thoughtfully.

"In the world, there are three or six grades of ink refining formulas. The best formulas can refine first-grade magic ink, which is the foundation of mythology. As long as the magic ink is sufficient and the skills are sufficient, you can directly draw mythical scrolls. Medium-level magic ink and Needless to say, inferior Fa Mo." Huo Taixian spent half a day reading the Plum Blossom Jue in his hand before throwing it on the bed.

Once Famo is practiced, it will be permanently fixed and will never be upgraded again.

Even if it is Daizhao and mythology, Famo only increases in quantity, and the quality will never increase a bit.

This is the law!

The law of heaven and earth!

"Qualification! Bloodline!" Huo Taixian frowned.

Qualifications and bloodlines play a large role in affecting the quality of French ink.

"My blood is Mo Mo, just the most common mortal blood." Huo Taixian twitched his eyebrows.

He knew the reason, and the power of reincarnation turned into his supernatural powers, washing away all the marks on his body.

"It's troublesome." Huo Taixian put down the book in his hand.

"The divine power in my body is definitely different from that of Fa Mo. Fa Mo is a bit like the mana of his previous life, which runs between the meridians, not in the blood."

Huo Taixian put his hands behind his back: "If you can't practice first-class Dharma ink, can it be said that ordinary mortals will never be able to prove it in their lifetime?"

"Impossible! There is a way! There must be a way!" Huo Taixian thought.

The divine power in his body can be used to activate the Tiangong brush to paint, and can be used to activate various picture scrolls, but it cannot be carried by ordinary painting skills and cannot be used to make ordinary picture scrolls.

Over the past ten years, he has noticed the disadvantages of it.

In other words, if Huo Taixian was given an ordinary pen, he would not be able to paint with an ordinary pen.He can only move the Tiangong pen!
"It is necessary to cultivate the first grade of Fa Mo, and then find the mystery of Fa Mo." Huo Taixian's eyes showed a hint of thought.

Huo Taixian thought about countless thoughts in his mind, and then put down the books in his hands. At this time, the sky had gradually darkened. Huo Taixian lit a lamp. At this time, the meat smelled fragrant, and a disciple of the painting academy came from outside the door:

"Brothers, the cafeteria of the painting academy is open, you can buy it with money."

The little boy's voice was clear and bright.

Huo Taixian shook his head, walked out of the house, and followed the crowd to the cafeteria.

The food in the Natural Painting Academy is rich, with more than 30 dishes, but the price... is more than ten times more expensive than outside.

"Brother Huo!"

Just as Huo Taixian was drooling over the dishes in the cafeteria, a surprise cheer came from behind his ears.

Hearing the familiar voice, Huo Taixian turned his head, and saw Babao wearing the gray robe of a student of the Academy of Natural Painting, looking at Huo Taixian with surprise.

"Eight Treasures." Huo Taixian's mouth curled up: "This is Xiafeng. Didn't Master Shenxiu say that you were favored by the myth of the Academy of Natural Painting? Why do you eat at Xiafeng?"

"Why can't I eat here." Babao rolled his eyes, and then came to Huo Taixian's side. The two finished cooking and sat in the corner next to him. Babao looked around for a while, then lowered his voice and said:
"It's not just me, all the disciples who were selected by Shangfeng in advance will return to Xiafeng after obtaining the secret skills taught by Shangfeng."

Babao looked at Huo Taixian with a pair of eyes: "It is said that the Academy of Natural Painting will select twelve true biographies to be taught by the patriarch himself, and those twelve true biographies will be selected from the lower court."

"I'm waiting for the peak master to impart secret skills and genius treasures, and come to the lower courtyard to practice well, and lie dormant and wait for the opportunity." Babao looked at Huo Taixian with a pair of eyes.

Huo Taixian frowned: Isn't this a secret operation?

"Brother Huo, what kind of blood do you have?" Babao looked at Huo Taixian curiously.

"No blood." Huo Taixian said angrily.

"Impossible! Brother Huo has a painter in his family, and his ancestors were even nobles who founded the country. How could there be no blood?" Babao was stunned.

Huo Taixian frowned, just lowered his head to eat.

"Brother Huo, don't worry, there is a way to change the blood." Babao looked at Huo Taixian: "I'll go back and ask the master."

After finishing speaking, he left his job and left.

Looking at the eight treasures in a hurry, Huo Taixian shook his head, lowered his head and continued to eat.After only two bites, I saw a dark shadow blocking the light, and Babao stood in front of Huo Taixian: "Brother Huo, what yard do you live in?"

"It's the yard where the spring comes from." Huo Taixian replied, "I think the most important thing for you now is to eat."

"That's Yard No. [-]." Babao blinked, turned around and ran, "I'll tell you when I get the news."

Huo Taixian looked at Babao's back and shook his head helplessly. After eating, he packed a portion for Babao and brought it back to the yard.

"If you want to eat a good meal, at least it costs 20 taels of silver. The Academy of Natural Painting is robbing money. 20 taels of silver are outside, enough for an ordinary family of three to feed for a year." Huo Taixian carried the food He went back to the yard, thinking about the key to the Plum Blossom Jue in his mind.

The formulas for refining ink are so mysterious and so wonderful that they cannot be put into words.

After two hours, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Babao appeared outside Huo Taixian's door: "Brother Huo, are you there?"

(End of this chapter)