Royal Master Painter

Chapter 369
Jiang Greed got dizzy from drinking with others, Su Kou was a pharmacist after all, his drinking capacity was half of that of the knife and pen officials, and he wanted to help, but he was completely drunk.

The group of knife and pen officials were also staggering, and now it was the climax of the moon, and Xiao Ludeng had already fallen asleep, and even Yaya and the little gardener were dozing off again and again.

When the full moon banquet was about to end, Wei Changli called Jiang Li to the roof of the Mianyue Tower, and the cold wind blowing from Xiandu Mountain woke up most of the wine.

"Master Wei, you sheep can go to the house!"

Jiang Li patted Aries on the head, perhaps because of too much force, Aries messed up its hooves, and the sheep cart was shaking.

Wei Changli glared at Jiang Greed, and then comforted his old Aries.

"What are you doing teasing it, boy, we don't know as much as him"

This old sheep is Wei Changli's exclusive mount, and he has to go around Mahuang Lane a few times every day in a sheep cart.

"Why do you keep calling me out, are you afraid that I will get all your knives and pens drunk?" Jiang Li said with a little satisfaction.

"It's nice to be young"

Wei Changli looked at these noisy young people, his eyes were full of memories and loneliness, but there were no people with whom he could laugh, scold, drink and talk happily.

"This is something your mistress gave you. Keep it away. Maybe it will come in handy sometime in the future." Wei Changli stuffed something wrapped in silk into Jiang Li's hand.

"Why didn't my teacher give it to me?"

Jiang Greed was about to open it to have a look, but was stopped by Wei Changli.

"It's a bit inconvenient for her, don't open this thing in front of people, keep it well"

Seeing Jiang Gu put it in the book tube, Wei Changli started talking about business.

"The practice of the Eight Houses depends to a large extent on the talent. Before the talent is fulfilled, the speed of practice will be very fast. Once the upper limit of the talent is reached, it will be difficult to move forward.

So some people look at immortals before they are 30 years old, and it is difficult for them to make a breakthrough for hundreds of years. How far have you practiced now?"

"Perhaps I am in the situation you mentioned. The cultivation of Qianyuan Mirror is very smooth. In a few months, I may be able to hit the Taoist realm. But if I practice to open a hundred points, if I don't have enough spiritual support, I'm afraid Not a little difficult”

Wei Changli nodded, "How many points have been fused?"

"You know that too?"

This made Jiang Li a little surprised. The fusion of a hundred acupoints was only practiced in the land of Yique. The fusion of the life acupoints and the physical body made his body continuously strengthened, and he had a physique comparable to that of a martial artist and a monk.

Except for the old dragon, no one else should know.

"Nonsense, when I met Da Lao Hei, your father was not born yet," Wei Changli said angrily.

It was only then that Jiang Greed realized that Da Laohei would help him exercise, but it was actually because Wei Changli stepped forward.

"Hey, tell me how much virtue I have accumulated so that my husband and you can cultivate it like this. It is really hard to repay in this life."

"Stop talking that shit to me"

Jiang Li slapped Wei Changli on the head. Although he didn't use any force, Jiang Li still grinned in pain.

"Your master looked for me before going to Daxuan City, do you want to know what the two of us talked about?"

"Master, half of his energy in this old man's life has been devoted to the Wenfu, and the other half has been devoted to me and my wife and younger brother.

Now that I am in Qingdu, I can be considered to be alone, he should be able to feel at ease, the topic of conversation with you is nothing more than the Wenfu, or the junior brother." When Lu Daoxuan was mentioned, the topic became a bit dull.

"you guessed wrong"

"This senior brother of mine has the world in mind, and he paints everything in the world with one stroke. He lives a life of freedom and true disposition, but at the last moment of his life, not only his cultivation base has plummeted, but his mind has also become confused. Otherwise, those stinky melons in Daxuan City could be His opponent?" Wei Changli became indignant when he mentioned this matter.

"What did the master tell you?" Jiang Li vaguely felt that it was related to him.

"You also know that I have always wanted you to take over the burden of the Wenfu, but the senior brother came to me. He told me that we scholars are the most free and unrestrained people in the world, especially you.

Of course, part of the reason why he accepted you as his apprentice is that you Danqing is extremely talented, but more importantly, he saw in you the shadow of me when I was young. "

"I look like you?" It was the first time Jiang Lu had heard of it.

"Naturally undisciplined, laughing and cursing at will, but also emphasizing love and righteousness, wishing to soak this life in a wine jar. Another point is that they don't seek to make progress. People who belong to the mule will only move when they are kicked."

Jiang Greed laughed after hearing this, it was really the same.

"Do you know what the most painful thing in my life is?" Wei Changli asked sadly.

"do not know"

"The most painful thing in my life is to choose to become the mansion master of Wen Mansion"

Jiang Li never expected that this sentence came from Wei Changli's mouth. The Lord of the Eight Houses is the real ruler of the Yuling Continent. Standing at the pinnacle of the era, calling the wind and rain to dominate the common people, this has become the most painful thing for him.

"Wenfu is an open and inclusive place. Although every scribe has different personalities and hobbies, they all advocate freedom.

When I was your age, my greatest wish was to be a wandering painter, with a book basket on my back, a bamboo hat, a cane, and my fine wine, to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers, to paint with pen and ink. There is a block in the chest of the book, which records the prosperity and beauty, and experiences the changes in the world.

But after Ziwu Valley, Master will pass on the position of Palace Master to me. Everyone knows that such a position is extremely prestigious, but I don't have the ambition like senior brother Qi Cifeng, I just want to look at the blue sea and look like a blue sky.

But at that time, the Wenfu was in a precarious situation, and the painstaking efforts of countless people in the thousand-year-old school would be destroyed if one was not careful.

I am afraid of failing to live up to the kindness and teaching of my predecessors, and I am even more afraid that my beloved Wenfu in Qingdu will become a dust of the past.

Therefore, in the aura of thousands of halos, I suppressed all my desire for freedom in my heart, and brought this shackle that made it difficult for me to escape from the shackles in my eternal life. It has been 760 years until now.

Being in a high position and ruling the sky is the source of my torment and pain in my life. "

Jiang Li also heard that when Wei Changli became the lord of the mansion, it was at a time when the wind and rain were in turmoil. It was he who helped the building to turn the tide and turned the tide. He worked hard for more than 700 years, and this was the era of the revival of the Wenfu. The strength to compete head-on with the Confucian government.

And he himself, for more than 700 years, has not gained a good reputation among the people of Qingdu. The prodigal son, Wei Ruanruan, has countless such names, and this is the only man who has become the joke of the people after dinner.

"Zhang Lingsu looked for you?" Wei Changli suddenly asked again.

"Well, he said that I was a victim of a catastrophe, and he gave me a colored stone of divine grade."

"That old guy Yuan Wushe once predicted that the eternal night of the Eight Houses would come soon, if even Zhang Lingsu said the same, it seems to be true.

All the Palace Masters knew that the Eighth Palace had reached another juncture of life and death, but they didn't know what kind of disaster it was and how to deal with it.

I have decided to bet the hope of the Wen Mansion on you young people, Lu Yun, Meng Dongjiao, Chen Daoshu, Feng Buzhou, especially you, so I will save you from Daxuan City even if I turn my back on you.

But senior brother came to me, hoping that I would not use kindness to bind you.I have been such a failure and depressed in my life, why am I keeping you in this position?

You should know how wise the old guy is. He is right. The cycle of prosperity and decline is the principle of heaven and earth, and it cannot be reversed by manpower.

So I give you the freedom to choose, the first is the way your master gave you, he hoped that you can live this life happily and happily without any disasters, laughing and cursing with love.

The path I will point you to is to be like me, to give up on myself and take on the burden of the Wenfu. "

Countless memories flooded Jiang Greed's heart. The kind old man had left him, but he was still worrying about his future.

"You don't need to tell me the answer now, maybe one year or maybe ten years before you can see your true heart and know the final answer." Wei Changli took out a simple wooden box from the sheep cart.

"This pen will be given to you first. If you are willing, the day you pick up the pen will be the day when you will succeed as Palace Master. If you are not willing, then find a suitable owner for this old pen that has been passed down for thousands of years in Wenfu."

Jiang Li immediately guessed what kind of pen was in the box, and quickly refused.

"Master Wei, the important weapon of the Wenfu, Jiang Liwan, dare not accept it, please take it back."

"I have a hunch that the greatest catastrophe is about to hit Wenfu. I need to arrange everything so that I can deal with it with peace of mind. You are the person chosen by my senior brother. His vision has always been better than mine. If I don't believe you, who else can you trust? Here you take it"

Hearing Wei Changli's serious tone, Jiang Li hurriedly knelt down and held the wooden box with both hands.

"Although you were not asked to take over the Wenfu, you will also be under a lot of pressure. The Baiyang Cult wants to resurrect that old monster of the Cishi people, and they are bound to get your body.

According to the news from the knife and pen officials, the masters of the Baiyang Sect are gathering, and perhaps they will come to Wenfu in a while. "

"Do they dare to attack Wenfu?" Jiang Li was surprised.

"Is there anything that these evildoers dare not do? This picture is also given to you. There are several mountains in Xiandu that are branched by earth veins and are full of spiritual power. From tomorrow onwards, you will not go to Wenfu for the time being. You can go to Xiandu with peace of mind." Retreat, you must break through to the Taoist Realm before the battle, otherwise you will not even have the power to protect yourself."

"Yes!"

"Jiang Li, I have one more personal matter to ask you."

Just before Jiang Greed left, Wei Changli called him to stop again.

"According to the rules of the Wenfu, after the death of the great painters who have made great contributions to the Wenfu, they will be buried in Dudong Wenxian Mausoleum, and their portraits will be enshrined in the Bitui Pavilion.

But if there is a day of impermanence, I hope you can help me scatter the ashes in the North Sea, to see the first angry sea of ​​Yuling; in the wild, to see Lei Ze thousands of beasts galloping; in Zhongshan, to watch the beauty of thousands of peaks .In a word, if strangers do not go around, they are also regarded as ghosts. "

"Are you explaining the funeral? Although I didn't expect what kind of eternal night would come, which made you and people like Zhang Lingsu and Master Zhang feel terrified, but don't forget that you are Wei Changli, the world can take you I'm afraid that the person with life has not yet been born!

After this eternal night is over, you can abdicate to let the virtuous, go where you need to go, as an elder, don't always bother a junior, it's disgusting.

Therefore, I will not agree to this matter. "

Jiang Greed left impatiently, he hated this oppressive and dull atmosphere that made it impossible to breathe.

"That's right, I'm Wei Changli, so Yong Ye can scare me? I'm getting more timid as I get older!"

Jiang Gu held Lu Deng in his arms, and the two paper figurines carried Yaya and Little Gardener all the way back to Mahuang Lane, while Su Kou was caught in the hands of a paper crane.

After Jiang Greed left, none of the scribes present at Mianyuelou left. Everyone knew that another huge crisis was brewing.

After returning to Mahuang Lane, he wanted to send Lu Deng back, but found that his wife was missing?
He searched many times inside and out, but couldn't find it, which made Jiang Li a little flustered.

Jiang Gu scattered countless origami cranes in Qingdu, and after feeling Jiang Lu's anxiety, all the origami cranes flapped their wings and walked through the night.

Even so, thousands of paper figures and cranes scoured every inch of Qingdu.

When he was anxious, a ray of light fell in the courtyard of Mahuang Lane, and a person ran over in a panic, and it was Song Yu who came.

"Song Yu? Why are you here?"

"Where's my master? Where's my master?" Song Yu rushed into the room anxiously.

"Miss Miss Missing"

"Missing? Two of the cold silkworms Master gave me died suddenly. I thought something must have happened to Master, so I ran back overnight!"

Ever since Song Yu, a silkworm farmer, became enlightened, he felt that he was not talented enough, so he voluntarily gave up his status as a sacrificial student in Wenfu, and returned to Guangling City to concentrate on his career.

Wenfu offended other schools about Jiang Li, so any news would be blocked in the territory of Yunzhou, but Song Yu felt something strange through Hancan and ran here in a panic.

Hearing that two of the cold silkworms had died, Jiang Greed became more and more disturbed. How could he find people who could not be found by thousands of paper cranes?
Jiang Greed suddenly remembered a place, turned around and ran out, where must be!

After Wenfu, there is a place called Dushan. It is known from the Wenfu classics that a great sage of Wenfu was buried here. The first generation of Fuyuan taught Du Fanchuan, so it was named Dushan.

From then on, all those who have made great contributions to the Wenfu will be buried here. Born in front of the mountain and died in Dudong, it has become the long-cherished wish of all scribes.

Jiang Li took Song Yuzheng to Dudong Wenxian Mausoleum. Although the mausoleum was full of graves, it didn't feel eerie.

When Jiang Li came to Lu Daoxuan's grave, a woman leaned quietly on the tombstone with her eyes closed, with a happy smile on her lips.

Lei Hongyi was dressed in a red dress, painted her eyebrows and lips, and wore a phoenix crown, just like when she married Lu Daoxuan.

"Master..."

"master…"

A mournful cry spread throughout Wenxian Mausoleum.

Lei Hongyi was infatuated with Lu Daoxuan all her life, but she didn't show any sadness after knowing Lu Daoxuan's death.

At that time, she thought that being pregnant with Lu Deng gave her another spiritual sustenance, but now thinking of all these strange things, when Lei Hongyi heard the news, she clearly had the will to die.

After seeing Jiang Li and Wei Changli's meticulous care for Lu Deng, the last trace of worry was finally dispelled. There is not much nostalgia in the world, and Lei Hongyi finally went with her beloved one.

Whether it was Lu Daoxuan or Lei Hongyi, they cared about Jiang Li very much, and the two close relatives left one after another made him feel a little trance.

Jiang Li was full of remorse, if he had noticed earlier, would he have been able to save his wife's life?

"I have heard some great love stories, such as Jiao Liuhuaniao, Han Hehuayuan, Liang Zhuhuadie, all ended in poignant beauty.

And the two of you who were born with the same quilt and now died in the same acupuncture point, if there is an afterlife, you will definitely not be the same as them. "

Jiang Li buried Lei Hongyi and Lu Daoxuan together, and Song Yu saw three letters in her hand, one was left to Jiang Li and asked him to take care of Lu Deng, one was left to Song Yu to inherit the mantle, and one It says Er Lu Deng kisses you!
(End of this chapter)