Beautiful fairy wife in love with me

Speaking of drawing, Japan is a well-deserved kingdom of manga.There is an endless stream of painting talents in this country.It is not limited to comics, and the exquisite illustrations that are praised are also a major feature.

But many of their cultures were passed down from China, including painting.

This people has a talent that cannot but be admired.They are good at learning the civilization and technology of advanced countries.As early as the Han and Tang Dynasties in China, many Japanese came here across the sea to study with humility.But they are not just imitations.After learning the culture of China, Japan will also innovate on this basis to form their own unique culture.

"The competition in the second round is called the painting competition. In fact, it is not only a painting competition, but also a realm of cultivation." Izumo Qianxue asked people to prepare the necessary tools for painting such as paper, pen and paint, "The painting method of the second round, We use the form of painting to explain what is 'immortal'. Whoever has the deeper cultivation level reflected in the painting will win. There is still a limit of one hour. Now you can start painting."

After speaking, Izumo Chiyuki picked up the brush and began to draw on the paper.

Li Xiaochen stared at her blankly, then froze for a moment, not knowing what to write.Use paintings to explain what is "immortal", and what should I do to reflect my own realm of cultivation?This was indeed a big problem for Li Xiaochen.What's more, he doesn't know anything about painting.Random doodles are fine.It would be really embarrassing to show your hand in a formal occasion.

Picking up the paintbrush and thinking hard for a long time, Li Xiaochen still didn't know what to do.

From ancient times to the present, how many predecessors have practiced hard, just to become a real immortal and complete their merits and virtues.But why do they insist on pursuing "immortals"?What's so good about being a "fairy"?

Recalling all the things Tianmeng experienced, Li Xiaochen was even more confused.Like the human world, the fairy world has intrigues and wars.Immortals also die.It's just that they know immortality, live a long life, and have greater blessings than humans.

But what's so good about being an immortal like Tianmeng?To live longer than others means to suffer more than others.What joy do you have?Even if the supernatural powers are unrivaled, the masts and sculls will be wiped out while talking and laughing, but it is still just a big dream after all.Such a ruthless person as Tian Meng, didn't he end up like that in the end?

Immortals are still in the cycle of six realms.At the end of life, you still have to reincarnate.In his life, Li Xiaochen, he has gone through many vicissitudes.If every life is a dream, when will this dream wake up?

Li Xiaochen felt at a loss.What exactly is a fairy?Zhaoxia, Xixia, Tianmeng, Immortal Emperor... Do they really deserve the word "immortal"?

After thinking for a long time in confusion, Li Xiaochen still couldn't find the answer.Time passed by every minute and every second.Izumo Chiyuki has already drawn half of her drawing paper.But Li Xiaochen didn't move a penny.

"I'm so anxious!" Seeing Li Xiaochen's dazed look, Meimei couldn't help jumping on the spot a few times, "Why hasn't he started to draw? If you keep procrastinating, the time will come!"

Lu Bingbing didn't know why, and couldn't say a word to Meimei.

"He's looking for an answer." At some point, Mother Xue was standing beside the two of them, "What exactly is a fairy? If you can't find the answer, how can you write? Old man, do you have the answer in your heart? We have worked hard to find the answer." Immortal cultivation, what is it for?"

Lord Yan, who was standing beside Xuemu, was silent for a long time, and said: "It seems to be a simple question, but it is actually very difficult to answer. Just like life, we have traveled a long way and traveled a long way. Gradually, we forget why we are We have to walk on the road of life. After cultivating immortality for a long time, we have forgotten our original goal. What is immortality and why do we want to become immortals? Who can give the answer?"

Lu Bingbing and Meimei were confused by what they said, and they also began to feel that these things were so complicated.

Elder Qing Gu stared at Li Xiaochen, very curious to know how this young man who had cultivated immortality for less than a year would answer.In fact, all cultivators will struggle with this issue.Because the nature of ordinary people is uncertain, and the mind of the Tao is unstable.How many people really know their goals, go straight ahead, and persist until the end?

"Husband..." Just as Li Xiaochen was in a dilemma, Qin Yufei's weak voice came from the inner hall.He immediately put down his paintbrush, came to the bed, and looked at Qin Yufei.

"Our child..." Qin Yufei, who had tears in her eyes, twitched her lips in pain, unable to continue.

Li Xiaochen held her hand tightly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Don't be sad. If the child is gone, you can conceive again. If you are gone, then it is truly irreparable. Take heart, I will be by your side."

Qin Yufei suppressed her tears and nodded.But not long after, she glanced at Hattori Tenzo outside, clutched her stomach miserably, and cried, "My child."

The cry was heart-piercing.Li Xiaochen could hardly hold back his tears.Qin Yufei put her face on the back of Li Xiaochen's hand.Tears fell into his hands.Silent choking is more uncomfortable than heartbroken crying.

Li Xiaochen, who couldn't bear to see her so sad, was greatly stimulated.He suddenly felt a pain in his head and couldn't help rubbing his temples.But at this time, many strange but somewhat familiar images suddenly flashed in my mind.More voices echoed in his ears.

"Jiangu, do you think I look good?"

"Why don't you dare to look at me? Hey, it's because I'm so beautiful and you're afraid you won't be able to hold it, or because I'm so lovable and you're afraid you'll fall in love with me?"

"Jiangu, can you draw a picture for me? Just start from here..."

At this moment, Li Xiaochen suddenly caught something in his mind.He quickly returned to the easel, picked up the brush, and wanted to draw a picture that flashed in his mind just now.But at this moment, his head hurt even more, as if it was going to explode.

"Sun Yingying...can you do me a favor?" Li Xiaochen covered his forehead, called Sun Yingying over, and whispered something in her ear.

Sun Yingying looked at Li Xiaochen in astonishment, and asked, "Why are you doing this?"

"Hurry up. I don't have time to explain to you!" Li Xiaochen, who had a splitting headache, urged her to act immediately.

Sun Yingying found a few students and told them to go out to do errands.Then she went to make Li Xiaochen a cup of tea by herself.

Mayor Jiang couldn't understand his intentions, so he had to kindly remind him: "Xiao Li, there are only 10 minutes left. If you don't write, it will be too late."

Li Xiaochen nodded to him, expressing that he understood, and then took a sip of tea.

"Pfft." Just as the tea was in his mouth, Li Xiaochen sprayed the tea onto the drawing paper in one gulp, "Sun Yingying, this tea is too weak to drink. Add some sweetness for me, please?"

"Oh!" Sun Yingying took the tea away, added honey, and brought it back.

Li Xiaochen tasted a little bit, and returned the teacup to Sun Yingying: "It's still not tasteful enough."

"Not sweet enough? You have a strong taste!" Sun Yingying went over and added various honeys to the tea, and served it to Li Xiaochen.

This time, Li Xiaochen licked the tea with his tongue, nodded in satisfaction, and poured some on the paint.Then, he picked up the pen again, endured the headache, and started painting with the paint he had adjusted.

Everyone saw that he laid out more than a dozen sheets of drawing paper, and then used several brushes to draw randomly on the paper.

After the last 10 minutes were exhausted, Li Xiaochen, who was sweating profusely, just finished work.Seeing that both sides had finished, Mayor Jiang called a few people to put the two paintings together.

The background of Izumo Chiyuki's painting is the fairy mountain shrouded in mist.In the mountain, there is a pair of cranes flying together, soaring freely in the sky.

Mayor Jiang rubbed his chin and said, "Every stroke of Ms. Izumo's paintings is very aura and vivid. Especially these two cranes are so lifelike. But what does this have to do with 'immortals'?" ? Just because there is a word for 'immortal' in 'crane'?"

"Let me explain." Izumo Qianxue saluted slightly, "No matter how good an immortal is, there will always be troubles. There is an old saying in your Shenzhou called 'immortals envy those who have nothing to do'. It can be seen that real immortals should be at ease, Unfettered. I have also heard another old saying in Shenzhou, which is called only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. What can be happier than being an immortal? This is the meaning contained in the cranes flying together. The combination of the two, This is my interpretation of 'Xian'."

Mayor Jiang hummed as if he had realized something: "Life is like a dream, and there are many joys. Ms. Izumo didn't point it out directly, leaving room for everyone to think. Her answer is indeed somewhat interesting. Let's take a look below." ...Huh? Xiao Li, what did you draw...Lian?"

Everyone looked at Li Xiaochen's painting one after another.There is only a budding lotus flower with slightly colored petals on the paper.There is no background and no other embellishments.

"Hiss... what does this mean?" Mayor Jiang looked at it for a long time, but still didn't understand. "The painting is of a certain level. It's just a little more connotative. Could it be that you are following Picasso's abstract route? I can’t explain it to everyone... ah! This, this is..."

Amid Mayor Jiang's astonishment, the others also screamed.I saw the budding lotus on the drawing paper blooming layer by layer!In a blink of an eye, that lotus flower was in full bloom.This incredible dynamic effect made everyone's eyes widen.

However, the good show is yet to come.On the "lotus platform" in the center of this blooming white lotus, a fairy who is so beautiful appears.This fairy standing on the lotus platform has a bit of gentleness in her indifferent demeanor.There is a bit of kindness in the dusty demeanor that makes people dare not give birth to Fei Nian.

"Isn't this Qin Yufei?" Sun Yingying was the first to recognize the fairy in the painting.

Then, everyone suddenly realized.That's right, isn't this ethereal beauty in the painting the same as Qin Yufei in ancient costume?

Before everyone was amazed enough, various colorful flowers appeared one after another on the drawing paper.It can be said that a hundred flowers bloom together, but the holy lotus flower stands alone, overwhelming all the flowers.

At this time, Qin Yufei, who was standing on the first big lotus flower, bent down.In the end, the picture freezes on the scene of her picking lotus flowers.

The most unbelievable thing is that many colorful butterflies suddenly floated from outside Xianmanlou, landed on the various flowers in this painting, and picked the flowers.

"How is this possible!" Izumo Qianxue stared at Li Xiaochen's painting with disbelief, "Could it be that the flowers he painted can be faked to attract butterflies to come and pick them?"

Li Xiaochen, who still had some headaches, smiled slightly: "That's because I added honey to the paint."

Mayor Jiang looked at the painting with admiration and said, "It's really pleasing to the eye. There are more mysteries in it, right? Xiao Li, before asking about the subject, I want you to explain what is contained in this painting. secret."