Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 773

Without comebacks and challenges, people like Zhen Youqian know Wu Chong's background better than anyone else.

After a brief moment of anger, they quickly gave up.

He took the initiative to provide Wu Chong with the bulk of the profits, and punished a series of officials who offended Wu Chong's subordinates. Zhen Youqian himself even brought a few core members to kneel outside Wu Chong's door all night.It wasn't until Wu Chong accepted their filial piety the next day that he was relieved.

This is the change brought about by power.

Wu Chong could lift the table, but they couldn't.

Because there is only one life.

The fish will die, but the net will not be broken. Even if they fight desperately, they may not be able to hurt a single finger of Wu Chong.So how to choose is decided from the very beginning.

study.

Wu Chong walked to the window and opened it casually.

After Fei San was disposed of, the batch of cheat books that he had been impounded was sent over, and several large boxes full of them were piled up outside.He didn't go to see it for the time being, and believed that Zhen Youqian and others wouldn't dare to fool him with such a trivial matter.

It was already daylight outside.

The rooster began to crow, and the wild dogs howled in the box.

The hawkers who got up early began to order tofu, and some people who made a living started their busy day.

"Boss, how do you sell this little cabbage?"

"Sincerity and three words."

With a smile on his face, the hawker negotiated the price with the grocery shopping lady.Farther away, the old man frying fried dough sticks put the reconciled noodles in his hands into the oil pan, and the aroma was overflowing.The apprentice behind him once again missed the opportunity to steal, and was beating his chest and feet.Little people have the way of life of little people, even the craft of deep-fried dough sticks needs to be learned from a teacher.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Chong's mouth.

He remembered that before crossing over to this world, his grandfather had been an apprentice at a breakfast shop. After seven years of first-hand deep-fried dough sticks, he hadn’t learned the essence. The taste of fried dough sticks was always a little worse than that of his master, and he didn’t know why. which process.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Chong's thoughts drifted far away.

It has been a long time since he stopped to observe the life around him like now, and he doesn't know when he started to live less and less like a person.

"When I prove Da Luo, I will find a quiet place to live a good life."

After proving Da Luo, no one should be able to murder himself, and his safety is finally guaranteed.

Time passed, and two months passed in a flash.

"My lord, there is a Taoist priest outside who wants to visit you. He has a royal badge in his hand. We dare not refuse." Dai Yong came in from the outside, holding a invitation card in his hand.

"After holding back for so long, you finally made a move?" Wu Chong glanced at the invitation letter sent by Dai Yong, and then opened it casually.

The 27th generation of Tianshumen advocated Zhengchao seeking an audience. '

When he came to Jianghuai City to take office, he encountered an assassination.

At that time, Wu Chong thought that there would be a series of calculations and targets after arriving in Jianghuai City, but he didn't expect that it was just a trial, and there was no movement after that.In Jianghuai City, I haven't heard of any forces related to the royal family. Apart from Zhen Youqian, a group of local bosses, there are no other forces.

Even the four major innate families have only one stronghold here.This Jianghuai city is like a forgotten place.

"Bring people in."

Wu Chong threw the invitation aside.

Leaving the scope of the Ling family, some things will come into contact with you slowly, otherwise, if you stay in the Jiangnan boundary, everything you come into contact with is towards the Ling family, which will not do much for him to erode the way of the whole world. .

"Yes."

Dai Yong responded and went to the door to pick him up.

After a while, I watched him lead a Taoist to the main hall.

"Poverty Zhang Zhengchao, I have met the governor."

After the Taoist entered, he saw Wu Chong sitting on the main seat, and immediately bowed to salute.There is no mistake in the etiquette, it seems that he has asked about his habits before coming here.

"Do you represent the royal family or yourself?"

"On behalf of myself." Zhang Zhengchao said seriously.

"Oh?"

Wu Chong was a little surprised.

"What's the matter with this officer?"

"I would like to invite adults to join our Tianshumen."

Taoist Zhang Zhengchao straightened up, looked directly at Wu Chong, and said his intention of coming without any concealment.Before he came here, he had studied Master Wu and knew his character.

Wu Chong likes this kind of straightforward conversation. If this person beats around the bush, he will throw him out within three sentences.But now that the other party said that, he became interested instead.

"I am a good official, the court ordered the official not to be an official, and ran to be a Taoist priest with you?"

"You don't need to become a monk, you just need to have a name." While speaking, Zhang Zhengchao took out a picture scroll from behind and unfolded it.

"My lord is born to be a person of our celestial master's way. I have specially collected works of my lord in the past two years."

While speaking, the Taoist unfolded the scroll in his hand.

Lonely fishing night.

It is a picture painted by Wu Chong a year ago.

At that time, it was sold at a high price of 3000 taels of silver, but I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of this Taoist priest.

The moment the picture scroll unfolded, everyone in the house heard the sound of water and the intermittent sound of the piano. The fishing boat on the picture scroll seemed to come alive, swaying on the lake, and the lights on the boat rippling with the fluctuations of the water, giving A feeling of loneliness and loneliness.

"This is indeed my painting."

Wu Chong was unmoved, he had painted many similar paintings over the years.

Naturally, it is impossible to follow the other party just because the other party has come up with a pair of his own words.It really depends on whether the Taoist can come up with some dry goods.

"This is the painting of the seven generations of Patriarchs of Pindao, please have a look."

As if guessing what Wu Chong was thinking, the Taoist once again took out a picture scroll from behind.

Slowly unfold it in front of Wu Chong.

This painting looks older than Wu Chong's painting, the corners of the scroll are a little faded, and the paper at the corners is so smoky that the color is a little yellow.

Such an old painting suddenly becomes different after the scroll is unfolded.Dead silence, the breath of despair rushed over.This is a painting of gods and Buddhas, and nearly three-quarters of the area in the picture is occupied by black.It was obviously just ordinary black, but when the scroll was unfolded, the darkness inside seemed to erode reality, and even the light in the room dimmed.

Wu Chong narrowed his eyes.

Calligraphy and painting third realm 'God'!
The picture scroll was fully unfolded, and the original darkness seemed to be scattered all at once.Except for three-quarters of the darkness in the picture, there is a small temple at the bottom, dilapidated and dilapidated, with an old man inside and a lamp on the table.

The flames of the remnant lamp illuminated the only remaining space. Outside, in the darkness, a huge demon god was peeping at the remnant temple, not daring to enter.

hiss! !

Dai Yong and others who were watching the scroll all took a few steps back, as if they were frightened by the demon god in the painting.

"It's a nice painting."

Wu Chong nodded appreciatively. No matter what people's purpose is, the painting in front of him is worth going to Tianshumen to see.

I thought that no one in this world except myself could push the way of calligraphy and painting to the third stage, but now it seems that there are still capable people in this world, at least the patriarch of Taoist Zhang Zhengchao is one of them.

Under the original world rules, pushing the way of calligraphy and painting to this point is enough to prove that the other party is extraordinary.

Wu Chong's family knows his family affairs. His current state of painting and calligraphy is a coincidence. If he really follows the rules of this world, he will definitely not be able to reach his current level of achievement.

"I took it."

With a wave of Wu Chong's hand, he directly sucked the painting into his hand.

???

I didn't say I would send it away!

The corners of Zhang Zhengchao's eyes twitched twice. He knew that this lord was 'informal', but he didn't expect to be so 'informal'.Looking at the picture scroll in the other party's sleeve, Zhang Zhengchao felt a pain in his heart.

If the painting is not coming back, people must be invited.

When he came here, he had made a guarantee with the person behind him, and he must invite Wu Chong to join Tianshumen.This involves the inheritance of their Tianshumen, and the interests of more people.

"In addition to the seven generations of ancestors in my Tianshumen, there are six ancestors who are proficient in calligraphy and painting. I wonder if my lord has heard of the four realms of calligraphy and painting?"

"I heard something."

"The Four Realms of Calligraphy and Painting is the genre created by the thirteen generations of my Tianshumen's ancestors."

Having said that, Zhang Zhengchao didn't say any more. He knew that it would be too much to invite someone like Wu Chong, and he had to make the real decision.

(End of this chapter)