Royal Master Painter

There is a painting on this opening list, which is a self-portrait of Lu Daoxuan.

The first few sentences are Lu Daoxuan's life, and the latter predicts Lu Daoxuan's death.

Interacted with his disciple Jiang Li, and died in Daqingshan on the tenth day of November in the first year of Emperor Xuanwen.

Emperor Xuanwen is Emperor Zhao Suixian, and on the tenth day of November, Jiang Li did the math and couldn't help shaking his hands, that's today!

"You don't have to worry about the bad news, you are the number one painter in the world"

"Sometimes I have to believe it." Lu Daoxuan looked at it very openly.

The picture scroll under their feet was suddenly shattered by an inexplicable attack, and the bodies of the two fell from midair.

Lu Daoxuan's body was like a dead leaf in the wind. Although Jiang Li's cultivation was sealed, his physical body was still strong. He used his own body to protect Lu Daoxuan, and rolled down the hillside for a long time before stopping.

Lu Daoxuan seemed to have sensed the danger, and pushed Jiang Li away to stand in danger.

"Hide and hide, I noticed your traces in Daxuan City."

"As expected of being the number one painter of imperial spirits, in such a state, you can even fight against the three great Wangxians and the eightfold, but I don't know how you can get out now?"

A fat monk with open breasts and leaking breasts came out of the forest holding a Buddhist bead. Most of the people who are expected to cultivate to the eighth level of immortality are in seclusion and rarely walk in Yuling Continent. Today, in this inexplicable mountain There was another one.

"People from Sumeru Mansion?" Although the visitor was kind-hearted, he carried an evil aura all over him.

"To be precise, Monk Faqing, one of the four spirit officials of the Baiyang Sect, was rebellious in Xumi Mansion."

"It's so good, it's rare that Mr. Lu still remembers the little monk."

"You also came here for Jiang Greed, right?"

"We wanted to take Jiang Greed away in Daxuan City back then, but it was a pity that the old Baihu monster messed up the situation." Monk Faqing laughed.

"If you think the old man is injured, you can take advantage of it. You can try to see if the old man can take your dog's head." Lu Daoxuan snorted coldly.

"Of course I won't be stupid enough to fight against the legendary painter like you alone, you might as well come out and meet them all."

Some strange insects crawled out of the grass and gathered together and transformed into a man in iron armor, and he could smell the disgusting smell of this man from a distance.

As for the third person, Jiang Greed also knew Hong Dangu, the evil way who once caused a severe drought in Yunzhou!

"Ten Dwelling Bodhisattva, Monk Faqing, Plague God Yu Hualong, Evil Dao Hongdangu, and Baiyang Sect Four Spiritual Officials came three"

"This is worthy of your legendary name. To tell you the truth, we are determined to win Jiang Greed. Even if you win us with supernatural powers, the leader of Baiyang Sect is on his way."

"In Yunzhou back then, if Wei Changli hadn't intervened, I would have succeeded long ago," Hong Dangu said.

Even if Lu Daoxuan encountered such a lineup at his peak, he would not be sure of victory, let alone the loss of three paintings made by the spirit sacrifice technique.

Jiang Greed also guessed from the evil spirit and other people why he attracted so many strong people to compete, it was nothing more than because of Jiang's enlightenment.

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The yin and yang enlightened physical body perfectly accommodates yin and yang. If it is obtained by some old monsters who are about to die, they may even live out a second life!

"You have worked so hard to get me, I will go with you" At this moment, they have no chance of winning at all, and if they force a fight, they still can't change this ending.

"Smart man" Fa Qing said.

"Nonsense, there is a principle that if the master is still alive, the apprentice dares to die first. It's just three clowns."

Lu Daoxuan pulled himself together, two strands of light shone in his cloudy eyes, and the magnificent spiritual power covered the sky and the sun. From this spiritual power emerged one after another rare and strange beasts, phoenixes flying in the sky, tigers roaring in the wild, pythons Walking in Sichuan, the mountains stand tall and the rivers are surging.

All of a sudden, there were many visions, and Lu Daoxuan actually used his spiritual power to create a picture scroll, in which all the spirits of the paintings he had made were presented.

"That's why I'm called "everything must be done. A painter can have no scrolls in his hand, but he must have everything in his heart. This is the reason why the more brilliant the painter, the more he has to travel thousands of mountains."

Lu Daoxuan's consciousness is already a little unclear, and now he is only holding on with an obsession.

"The old guy is going to die"

Monk Faqing didn't dare to be careless, the Buddha's light outside his body suddenly appeared to resist all phenomena, Yu Hualong and the evil way Hong Dangu chose to fight together.

"Just spend it"

All three were afraid of Lu Daoxuan's dying counterattack, and the original mountain just began to collapse in this imposing confrontation.

However, Lu Daoxuan was weak in succession, and the spirit scroll that everything must be exhausted was compressed to only a square inch.

Seeing that the three great spirit officials were about to succeed, a ray of blue light pierced the sky and landed on the center of the battle between the four.

This person wore a Taoist robe with an inscrutable aura, and with a flick of the dust whisk in his hand, the combined blow of the three Immortals was swept away lightly.

The evil Daoist Hong Dangu just saw this person's back, and then fled in a hurry without looking back. According to the order of the Baiyang Sect, fleeing for life is the first priority.

"I don't want to die and go away"

Seeing Hong Dangu like this, Monk Faqing and Yu Hualong hurried to follow.

"what are you running"

"Aren't you going to run away and wait to die?" Hong Dangu had more time in his heart.

"The leader is coming soon, why don't you hold on for even a little while longer?" Yu Hualong was a little unwilling, as he was about to succeed.

"The leader? Do you think you can win when the leader comes?"

It's just a back view, Hong Dangu, who is at the eighth level of immortality, can't even think of resisting, it is a mountain that he can't climb over forever.

Jiang Greed stood in front of Lu Daoxuan, and he was powerless to resist the people who came.

"Master Zhang, it is my honor to die at your hands. The only request is that you can save my master."

The person who came was Zhang Lingsu, the head teacher of Tianxin Mansion, who is the closest to a fairy in Yuling Continent!

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't come to kill you. The play I should act in has already been performed in Daxuan City."

As Zhang Lingsu spoke, he took the pulse on Lu Daoxuan's wrist.

"Old Lu, your body..."

"You say I'm unworthy." Lu Daoxuan has some difficulty even standing up now.

"I have never doubted the wisdom of you and Lao Wei, the old Taoist priest, but your recent operation is really incomprehensible, Lao Lu, why don't you give me some advice?"

As Zhang Lingsu spoke, he tried to protect Lu Daoxuan's heart with his spiritual power, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.

"The number one immortal in Yuling Continent still needs our advice? If you don't understand, how could you appear here.

Although you have lived in Wendao City for a long time, there is nothing in the world that can be hidden from you. Wouldn't it be clear just by looking at it with your broken mirror?

When my junior brother talked about you, he would always describe you as a voyeur, who wanted to become a saint while cultivating immortality and asking the Tao, and at the same time was lying at the window and peeking at the streets and alleys of the city. "Lu Daoxuan is still in the mood to tease Zhang Lingsu at this time.

"I also want to be like you, Lao Lu, to travel across thousands of mountains and measure the world with our feet. Unfortunately, we Taoist priests are different from your painters in enlightenment, and we only have this hobby." After being exposed to his little hobby, Zhang Lingsu touched Fuchen glanced elsewhere, a little guilty.

"I'm not interested in inquiring about your bad hobbies, please avoid it for a while, I want to talk about some homework with my apprentice"

"Okay, I'll wait for you up front"

Zhang Lingsu flicked the whisk, and his whole body turned into dust.