Gou marries a wife in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 246 The Old Man and the Girl
The conversation between the old man and Li Guanxuan made the girl fall into deep thought.

She could fully sense that the old man seemed to value Li Guanxuan very much.

and……

To make such a person value him, Li Guanxuan's talent and cultivation are definitely not low.

For the first time, the girl looked at Li Guanxuan seriously.

Gold core six layers...

Her cultivation base is not as high as hers, she is at least a Golden Core Dzogchen, but if you really want the old man to teach you the real skills, I am afraid that Yuanying has just reached the threshold.

However, people like the old man's vision is already quite vicious, and basically it won't be too bad.

Soon, Li Guanxuan began to observe Mo Jiangyi, and was not in a hurry to start writing.

Song Zhiqiao on the side was also concentrating, especially relaxed.

The husband and wife both know very well that there is no rush for such things as cultivation, it has to be sustained.

Seeing that the two of them were watching Mojiang, the girl felt a little strange.

She has seen this great river countless times, but she has never been able to understand its mysteries. Li Guanxuan and Song Zhiqiao, can they really see something?

Li Guanxuan and Song Zhiqiao didn't say a word, but the girl kept observing them...

Seeing that he was bored, the old man took out a yellow book and read it with relish.

……

Wen Rongxin and his daughters have been paying attention to Li Guanxuan's situation.

"Sister, is this old man reliable?" Xing Yuan couldn't help asking.

Half a month has passed, and the old man didn't tell Li Guanxuan and Song Zhiqiao what to do. He just sat there and looked at the yellow book. The pictures on it were especially watery, charming and graceful.

"Yes."

Tu Shanyuqing also noticed that the old man was not reading serious scripts there, so he asked in agreement.

Wen Rongxin didn't think there was anything, the world is big, full of wonders, everyone has their own special hobbies, she can't comment on anything.

"Don't worry, this is Daheng. Before entering Mozhou, Xianggong has already sent a letter to his eldest brother and eldest sister. They will definitely pay attention to the situation here. No one can hurt Xianggong." Wen Rongxin said in relief.

"Hey, it's mainly because it's not easy to be a painter, and he commits suicide every now and then, isn't this the ninth one we've seen?" Xing Yuan said.

They saw a lot of painters who committed suicide on the banks of the Mo River. These painters were all insane because they couldn't paint the Mo River.

Or jumping into the river, or using the pen as a sword, passing through the heart...

Qin Jiyue said indifferently: "Those are painters with unstable Taoism who came to challenge Mojiang. How can some people with stable Taoism do things that endanger their lives?

In terms of Dao Xin, I think the world is called the second, and no one dares to be the first. "

Li Guanxuan is the most stable person in the world, and he is also a long-lived person. This kind of humanity is the least problematic, because they have plenty of time to adjust, and they are not in a hurry to do anything.

The four words eager for success will never appear in their family.

People with unstable Taoism are generally eager for success.

Liu Xiaoxian said: "Yuzhi, Yuqing, you are all proficient in the water system, you might as well use this time to comprehend the meaning of Mojiang, you don't need to apply it to painting, it's just a small challenge, if you can't do it, don't try to be brave."

"it is good."

Tu Shan Yuzhi and Tu Shan Yuqing nodded.

Indeed, they have nothing to do here, so why not challenge Mojiang.

In addition to being proficient in charm and illusion, the nine-tailed fox tribe is also born with water-type supernatural powers.

……

Time passed slowly, and half a year had passed in a blink of an eye.

Li Guanxuan felt Mo Jiang's will, that is the power that can submerge everything, the waves are surging, invincible.

The old man noticed some changes in Li Guanxuan, and sighed softly: "It took the old man three years to feel the meaning of Mojiang, and another five years to comprehend the meaning of Mojiang and keep it in his heart.

Those who comprehend the meaning of Mojiang will make paintings and talismans in the future, all in one go, with a high success rate and strong lethality. "

On the huge boulder, the old man waved his wide sleeves to block out all the noisy things around him. There was a table with pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and said:
"If you are ready, you can draw the Mojiang River first, and then comprehend the meaning of the Mojiang River at any time."

"I'm not a painter. If I want to become a painter as soon as possible, shouldn't I paint something else first?" Li Guanxuan asked.

The old man suddenly realized: "The old man almost forgot about this, okay, let's start with the simplest crane and tortoise, for monks to cultivate longevity, painting this is the best practice."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man also noticed Song Zhiqiao's transformation, and the corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently.

Could this husband and wife be evildoers?
It's normal for Li Guanxuan to feel Mo Jiang's meaning within half a year, after all, the other party has learned "Sword in Wine".

But Song Zhiqiao...

A pure Confucianism cultivator, there is nothing special about it.

"So that's how it is..."

Song Zhiqiao sighed softly, then smiled at the old man, and asked, "Senior, can I start painting the Mojiang River?"

"can."

The old man nodded, and the table and the four treasures of the study appeared in front of Song Zhiqiao.

"Thank you senior."

Song Zhiqiao thanked her sweetly, and started painting on her own.

She has been fascinated by the four things of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. Now that she has velvet flowers, she can concentrate more on feeling the meaning of Mojiang. It doesn't take much effort.

When Song Zhiqiao started painting, the old man felt something, and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of Tu Shan Yuzhi and Tu Shan Yuqing.

Wen Rongxin, Qin Jiyue, Liu Xiaoxian, and Xing Yuan were all guarding the way beside them. Sensing that it was the old man's gaze, the four girls put down their guard slightly.

"What happened to this family..." The old man was full of surprise.

Even these two fox girls felt Mojiang's meaning. This family probably got some chances in Xianxu Island.

Thinking of this, the old man understood.

Because his old friend Jiu Jianxian is like this.

After a while, Li Guanxuan drew a crane.

Because he has the background of a talisman teacher, he doesn't need to spend a lot of effort on the description, not to mention that he has also simulated in the dark space, if there is something wrong, just correct it in it.

After seeing Li Guanxuan's paintings, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "You are born to be a painter."

Li Guanxuan said in shame: "It's just a trick."

The old man shook his head and said, "If you were a fool, that immortal Wu Sheng wouldn't pass on your true skills, and that person wouldn't value you since childhood..."

Li Guanxuan didn't intend to have a deep chat on this topic, and asked, "I've known Senior for so long, but I still don't know what Senior's name is."

"Painter saint, Su Daofu."

The girl who had been watching for half a year said something, and then said: "My name is Qiuli, how about you? Let's get to know each other."

Hearing this, Song Zhiqiao, who was painting, turned her head to look at the girl, and said softly, "Sister, you are a monk of Jindan Dzogchen, and you can follow Senior Painter, so there should be many suitors, right?"

Qiu Li was taken aback, not quite understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Painter, Su Daofu... Li Guanxuan didn't pay attention to Little Green Tea's words, and said the name silently in his heart.

The old alcoholic didn't tell anyone or anything to him before he died, and he didn't know whether the painting saint in front of him was reliable or not.

Suddenly, a golden light burst out from Li Guanxuan's spiritual pet bag.

The round and chubby monkey stretched, stroked a bunch of golden hairs on top of its head, and asked with a smile:
"Li Guanxuan, I woke up, where shall we go to eat... oh, old man Su?"

When Little Orange saw Su Daofu in white robes, he said happily, "Old Man Su, let's go drink!"

"You stupid monkey..."

When Su Daofu saw Little Orange, he was surprised and said, "I thought you were captured by those bald donkeys."

"Hmph, no one can catch me, I can run so fast!" Little Orange said with a smile on her hips.

"It's good if you didn't get caught."

Su Daofu laughed out loud, his eyes filled with joy.

Li Guanxuan asked: "Is he a good friend of the old alcoholic?"

"Yes, very good kind of friend!"

Little Orange nodded her head, and said: "There is another good friend. He was a big official, but he died later, alas."

Finding that Xiaojuzi was speaking unrestrainedly, Li Guanxuan quickly apologized to Su Daofu: "I'm sorry senior, I..."

Su Daofu waved his hand and said, "I understand what you mean, so don't worry about it. This is something that everyone in the imperial capital knows."

Speaking of this, Su Daofu took a look at Song Zhiqiao, and said, "You don't need to have any psychological pressure. The grievances and grievances between us old people have nothing to do with you."

Song Zhiqiao said with a slight smile, "I have joined the Li family, and I belong to the Li family."

Su Daofu chuckled and didn't say anything.

In terms of overbearing, the Li family is indeed overbearing.

But that was just bullying on the surface.

The Song family is the real hardheaded one, and they will come up with a reason even if they don't have a reason.

"Li Guanxuan... are you Li Guanyuan's younger brother?" Qiu Li looked at Li Guanxuan at this moment, a little surprised.

Li Guanxuan nodded with a smile, and then asked: "Fellow Daoist's surname is Qiu, could it be that he is from the Great Liang Dynasty?"

In Daheng, there are very few surnames Qiu.

At least in terms of big families, he rarely heard the surname Qiu.

And it is impossible for those who can follow the painting saint Su Daofu to have no background at all.

Therefore, the surname Qiu was only a common surname in the Daliang Xian Dynasty, and was even a relative of the emperor.

In addition, there is also a curse in the Daliang Dynasty, that is, the emperor will not live to be 20 years old, so the queen mother has always been in power.

It just so happens...

Empress Dowager Liang, named Qiuqiong.

Su Daofu laughed and said, "Not only is she from the Xian Dynasty of Daliang, but she is also the twin sister of the Empress Dowager of Daliang."

"twin……"

Song Zhiqiao murmured, and quietly glanced at his good brother.

Li Guanxuan was rather shocked.

He originally thought that Qiuli was just the girl of the Tianzhi family of Daliang Qiu's family, but he didn't expect that the other party had a relationship with the Queen Mother of Daliang, and the relationship was not shallow!

Then, Su Daofu said: "Now Qiuli is still a student of Wuhui Academy, as for whether she is in the party of the little emperor or the party of the queen mother, even the old man doesn't know."

"Wuhui Academy also accepts people from the Great Liang Dynasty?" Li Guanxuan asked curiously.

"As long as you have the heart to study, you can enter Wugui Academy."

Su Daofu said with a smile: "It is also because Qiuli entered Wugui Academy to study that Daliang and Daheng recently formed an alliance for mutual benefit."

"I see……"

Li Guanxuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Daheng dared to conquer Dayue in the south because he had formed an alliance with Daliang, otherwise, Daheng would never be able to spare to fight Dayue.

At the same time, Li Guanxuan secretly sighed in his heart. I am afraid that there are still many things he does not know about the open and secret struggles between the immortal dynasties.

The alliance between Daheng and Daliang was definitely not just because of Qiuli.

On the other side of the imperial capital Yongning Immortal City, the dark tide is still raging.

Li Guanxuan didn't think any more, and continued to practice painting with full concentration.

Li Guanxuan's painting skills have been improved especially because of the guidance of the painter Su Daofu next to him. Three months ago, he could only draw the meaning of Mojiang, but now he can apply the meaning of Mojiang to various paintings.

A jet-black crane flew out from the paper, its body contained the surging power of the waves, even the ordinary third-tier demon kings would be hard-pressed to resist the attack of the jet-black crane.

Li Guanxuan sighed: "If you can really draw a Mojiang River, how terrible the lethality will be."

When a painter makes a painting, he does not simply draw it, but concentrates his mana on the brush and ink, and spreads it out to form a complete picture.

If the mana and consciousness cannot be condensed on the way, and the painting cannot be completed, then this painting is an ordinary painting, not a lethal painting.

It's pretty much the same as a glyph.

Characters only need to pay attention to whether the texture is correct.

But to paint, the painter needs to be strong enough, strong enough in consciousness, and abundant in mana...

Only in this way can a painter have the ability to complete a painting.

"It can flood millions of troops." Su Daofu replied.

Li Guanxuan said with a smile: "Senior seems to have tried it?"

Su Daofu laughed and said: "In the battle of the South China Sea, millions of demon troops were drowned."

"Excellent." Li Guanxuan sent a flattery.

Su Daofu laughed, apparently to some benefit, and said: "Let's stay in Mozhou for a few years for now. Later, I will send you to Beijing personally. There shouldn't be any ghosts and ghosts that can make things difficult for you."

"Thank you senior for taking care of me." Li Guanxuan said gratefully.

Su Daofu waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, the old man is going to rest first."

"I'm going too, I'm going too!"

Little Orange didn't like to stay in this place either, and when it saw Su Daofu was about to leave, it wanted to follow.

"Okay, go slowly, senior."

Li Guanxuan nodded slightly, and looked at Xiaojuzi helplessly.

This stupid monkey, doesn't he know where Su Daofu is going to rest?
Or……

Does Little Orange often go to that kind of place?
Mozhou, the land of wind and moon is extremely prosperous.

During this period of time, in his spare time, the old man read some exquisite story books, the pictures on them are enough to make people's blood boil and their veins bulge.

But to him, the Hehuan Sword Immortal, it was nothing more than sprinkling water.

Li Guanxuan didn't think much about it. Right now, for him, slowly improving his painting skills and successfully painting Mojiang is the right thing to do.

Qiuli noticed that many eyes were on her, and knew that she would not be too safe by Li Guanxuan's side, so she also said goodbye and left.

"Guanxuan, something is not quite right in Mozhou..."

At this time, Tu Shan Yuzhi came over and said with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)