Royal Master Painter

Chapter 152
The drought-stricken Yunzhou finally ushered in the first heavy rain. It rained for seven consecutive days, soaking up the originally dry land of Yunzhou, and the Sanchuan River has flowed again.

When Jiang Greed woke up, he was lying on the bank of Yishui. It was raining heavily outside Yique, but the dragon gate was still closed.

If the Dragon Gate cannot be opened, Sanchuan will eventually dry up one day.

"Although the Broken Dragon Stone has not been raised, the drought in Yunzhou is temporarily over."

Looking for the reputation, under the shade of a tree not far away, an old bald man with a very dark complexion and a plump body is enjoying the cool air.

The black and fat old man's face was flushed due to excessive drinking, and he was struggling to shake his fan and shake his legs in the hot weather, pouring wine into his mouth from time to time to relieve the heat, quite at ease.

"Old man, how can I move the Broken Dragon Stone?" Jiang Greed hurriedly asked.

"It's easy, just lift it up"

"Lift up? How is that possible?"

Jiang Li was a little surprised. This dragon-breaking stone is a rock mountain of some kind of hard stones. It is so hard that even Zhu Yan can't do anything about it, and its height is higher than the mountain peaks on the side. How can you lift him up? what human beings can do.

"What is impossible? If it can't be lifted, then how did it block the dragon's gate?" The old man snorted arrogantly.

As soon as Jiang Greed heard it, he knew that the black old man must know something, so he bowed respectfully.

"Also ask the old man to teach me"

"This king knows how to do it, but why should I teach you, but this king has two hobbies in his life, one is greedy for money, and the other is to listen to people's flattering. If you can satisfy this king, it is not impossible to teach you!"

It's okay to be greedy for money. Jiang Greed claims that he is more greedy than him. How is it possible to let one money fan bribe another money fan? As for flattery, it is much simpler.

"Old man, you are extraordinary. From the first time I saw you, I have been impressed by your unique temperament!"

"My admiration for you is like a torrential flood, endless, and like a river flooding, it's out of control."

As expected, Lao Hei had a somewhat smug smile on his face.

"People in Qingdu are good at judging people by their appearance, what do you think of this king's appearance!"

The smile on Jiang Greed's face was a little awkward. Being able to ask such a question is enough to prove how narcissistic this old guy is.

But this appearance is really not good, with a dark face, a pair of dead fish eyes, and only a handful of hairs swaying in the wind on the chubby body, Jiang Li was a little worried that this head would be like a dandelion, the wind When you blow it, it will fall apart.

"Strange people have their own visions. Only naive and vulgar people judge people by their appearance. What is truly noble is human temperament!"

Jiang Li also wanted to praise him for being handsome without conscience, but he couldn't open his mouth. After all, there must be a bottom line in life, but in order to get the help of this old black man, Jiang Li can only save the country with curves.

"Temperament? Then tell me how is my king's temperament?"

"There are poems to praise"

"read"

"Three cups poured into the throat with a high meaning, grasping the breeze and shaking the legs. It was originally a fire on the forehead, but poured the wine into the stomach. Kouzijiao, jade ice burning, drinking alone in Yiquejiao with a toast. Who is drunk before the stars are allowed? One I sincerely invite the moon!"

Of course, Lao Hei knows what he looks like, but this poem is unrestrained and unrestrained. A poem makes Lao Hei drunk. He has never been satisfied. Whether he is drunk or not, everyone is drunk.

"It's really comforting for you literati to flatter you."

"Old sir..."

"What do you call Lu Daoxuan?" Lao Hei asked suddenly.

"He is my master, but I usually call him Master Lu"

"Then you won't suffer if you call me Master Black."

"Master Hei, then teach me how to lift this broken dragon stone," Jiang Li asked cautiously.

"According to your current cultivation method, you will never be able to lift it up for the rest of your life. From now on, you have to re-polish your physical body"

"How to grind"

"Go to Yishui and swim to the other side"

Jiang Gu took a look, and saw that Yishui was dozens of miles wide and could not be seen at a glance, so he reconfirmed.

"Master Hei, do you mean 'swim' past?"

"Of course, are you going?"

Seeing the old man Hei's stare, Jiang Greed could only go into the water, but the old man Hei asked again before he dived into the water.

"Did you invent a word called dog licking?"

"That's right, it's the kind that doesn't have a lower limit for chasing women, and doesn't even want dignity and face."

The old man Hei seemed to have a sore foot from being touched, and suddenly became angry.

"So much nonsense, jump in"

At the beginning, it was quite easy, backstroke butterfly and freestyle, but soon there was a situation of physical exhaustion, I forgot to look up, and even finished one-tenth of Yishui's swim.

"Lick the dog? This king will add some food for you." Old Hei smiled sinisterly.

Jiang Greed wanted to swim slowly to recover his strength, but the originally calm Yishui suddenly became turbulent, and a big wave hit him and dragged him underwater.

His mouth and nose were filled with water, and he almost couldn't get up after going down.

But what frightened Jiang Lian was that he saw a group of fish in the water. The fish were not as big as a foot, but they were in groups, and when they opened their mouths, they were covered with sharp teeth.

These fish regarded Jiang Li as their prey, and one of them had already bit his leg, and there was a tearing pain from his leg.

After a trace of blood floated into the water, the smell of blood even stimulated the fish to chase after it crazily.

Jiang Greed didn't care about his fatigue, and at the critical moment, he unleashed the potential of his whole body, and evaded the pursuit at an extremely fast speed.

Scribes have a variety of means, and they can exert powerful power with the help of various painting spirits, but the biggest shortcoming is the physical body.

"This is the biggest weakness of you scribes, you can try to fuse the spiritual power in your body with your physical body"

"Can this work?"

Jiang Greed was a little skeptical. He had tried before, integrating the spiritual power of Qihai into his limbs and bones, but with little success.

"Humans and demons in Yuling Continent have their own characteristics in enlightenment practice. Humans have unique advantages in spirituality and understanding, so there are all kinds of strange enlightenments.

The sea of ​​qi in human practice is located in the viscera, and the life acupoint of demon practice is hidden in the body. Without a special method, it is difficult for the aura of the viscera to integrate with the body.

But the fate point is a part of the physical body, and it can be fused with a little guidance, which is why the physical body of the monster race is far stronger than humans."

This is the first time Jiang Li heard about the difference between Qihai and Ming acupoints. Jiang Li practiced the magic method on his own body. If it is true what Lao Hei said, opening a hundred acupoints is really ingenious.

The fate points in his hand include Shaofu, Shenmen, Taiyuan, Erjian, Shaoze, Yangchi, etc. Jiang Li tried to release the spiritual power stored in these fate points.

Soon Jiang Greed noticed something strange, the power of these life points was perfectly integrated with his arms, and the arms that were already sleepy now possessed inexhaustible power.

With a little effort, Jiang Li's body was like an arrow flying from the string, and his speed in the water increased several times, leaving the fish hunting him far behind.

(End of this chapter)