silly elixir emperor

Chang Sheng didn't expect someone to find him suddenly, and even volunteered his name.

The old man suddenly announced his name, especially when he was talking about the last ghost painting, an extremely strong aura suddenly emanated from his body.

"A ghost painting with a unique brush? What kind of character is this?" Chang Sheng was taken aback when he heard the name given by the old man. It was such a strange name, but there was a picture character in this person's name. Could it be that he is a guy who draws pictures? I don't know if he can draw a picture book of prosperity?

Chang Sheng's heart moved, he controlled the mind of the avatar, and quietly transmitted to Guo Feng: "Guo Feng, it's me. I know everything now, I'm not suitable for talking, you ask what is this in front of you?" Ghost painting, he has reached that state of painting, has he reached the second state of painting, which is immersive."

"Oh."

Guo Feng responded lightly. Although he didn't know what the second state of painting was when he was on the scene, he still said Chang Sheng's words: "Old man, you have a word for painting in your name, so if you think about it, You must be proficient in painting. The boy dares to ask, I don’t know what kind of state the old man is in, has he reached the second level of painting, the state of being in the scene?"

"Immersive?"

Hearing Guo Feng's words, the old man was stunned. He looked at Guo Feng carefully for a long time, and then asked uncertainly: "Little friend, are you sure you don't know me? Have you never heard of my name?"

"I'm sure." Guo Feng was puzzled, what's going on, obviously he asked the old man himself, why did he suddenly ask himself if he knew him?

The old man was stunned for a moment: "You know that the second level of painting is immersive, but you don't know me?" The old man pointed at himself with a look of surprise: "The realm of painting is divided by old people. But you haven't heard of old age?"

"What? You divided it!" Guo Feng was startled, the old man in front of him actually said that he divided the realm of painting, so how deep is his painting skill!

Chang Sheng's heart trembled suddenly, he was the one who divided the paintings, if the old man hadn't lied, wouldn't he have his own catalog of prosperity?

"Hurry up, Guo Feng, ask this old man what level he has reached. If possible, let him draw a picture so that we can confirm his strength."

Chang Sheng was excited, and when he talked to Guo Feng with his avatar, his voice became a little trembling.

When Guo Feng heard the young master's words, he immediately turned his head and asked the old man, "Boy, I don't know what state you have reached, so please let me know. Of course, if the old man can draw a picture A picture would be better."

"Oh?" Hearing the sound, the old man stared at Guo Feng. After watching for a while, he smiled meaningfully: "You need to find a master of painting, don't you?"

After the old man finished asking, without waiting for Guo Feng to answer, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed an ordinary writing brush on the table, and then swiped it on a piece of rice paper beside him.

"Shhhhh..."

Guo Feng and Chang Sheng were surprised to find that after the old man picked up the pen, he didn't even think about it, and began to draw on the rice paper, which was much faster than their own drawing speed.It is said that painters, especially those who are good at painters, should draw very slowly and carefully, but the old man in front of him looks very casual when watching him draw.

"All right."

After a while, the old man suddenly chuckled, took the scroll and put it on the table in front of the two of them.

Suddenly, a black civet opened its mouth and let out a "meow", suddenly jumped up from the desk, and grabbed the faces of the two of them.

"Snapped!"

Guo Feng subconsciously opened the folding fan in his hand and stretched it in front of him to block it, but after blocking it, nothing blocked it, and there was no force from the folding fan, and no civets flew towards them at all.

"Ok?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Guo Feng's face, and a sense of arrogance burst out. He raised his eyes and looked in front of him again, and now he finally saw clearly.

On the desk in front of him, on the rice paper, there was a black civet. Although the civet was only drawn with a brush, this civet gave people a feeling full of vitality.

This is the third realm of painting!

Chang Sheng was startled.

Nadanqing painting saint once said that the third level of the Tao of painting is to confuse the real with the fake.The painting made by the old man in front of him has truly reached the point of being fake. The appearance, breath and voice of the civet in his painting are all the same as the real one.

The most frightening thing is that he only used an ordinary writing brush on even more ordinary rice paper to draw such a picture in just a moment.

How terrifying is this man, his painter?

Chang Sheng and Guo Feng were wondering when the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked the drawing paper twice: "This painting is just a random drawing, the old man's painting realm has reached the fourth level of finishing touch .”

"Drawing the finishing touch!" Guo Feng widened his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him, and then nodded in conviction in his heart. He also had some research on the way of painting, and he could see that the old man definitely didn't put all his energy into painting just now, even though In that way, what he draws can reach the level of the third level, and only those who have reached the level of the fourth level can do this.

Chang Sheng's mind was shocked suddenly, and he reached the fourth floor, the highest level of the painting master, if he was asked to draw a picture of the flourishing age for himself, there must be no problem. In the immersive realm on the second floor, you can draw your own catalog of prosperous times.

There must be no problem with the old man in front of him, and if he is allowed to draw for himself, the picture he draws will definitely be better than what he imagined.

The most important thing is that right now, the old man still has something to ask of himself, and he wants to come to ask for Dan.As long as I can meet his request and refine the elixir he needs, then he will definitely agree to his request.

Alchemy, do I have anything better than alchemy!

Chang Sheng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Guo Feng through voice transmission in a secret language: "Guo Feng, you tell him that my master can't be found, but you can find your brother, and you can also refine the elixir for him. Then you take him to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce, and I will immediately return to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce."

Guo Feng heard the words, nodded slightly, looked at the old man in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "Old man, I have already seen your level of painting skills. To tell you the truth, we really need a painting. As for For your elixir, we really couldn't find my young master's master, his old man has always been a dragon, but we were able to find my young master's senior brother."

Guo Feng said, seeing the old man's expression change slightly, he quickly added: "You can rest assured, my young master's brother has already won the true biography of my young master's master, although I don't know what kind of medicine you want to refine, but as long as the medicinal materials are enough , he will definitely be able to make you a elixir. I don’t know if you know, but at the Tiantai Auction House in the capital, a superb elixir that increases the lifespan by 100 years and has no smell is auctioned. The elixir was made by my young master's brother."

"Huh? It's him?" The old man's face was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy flashed by. The brother of the fool who can refine 81 superb Yunji Huiqi Pills can refine 100 more A person who has a lifespan of elixir, this person may be able to refine the elixir he needs, I hope he will not let himself down again this time.

"In that case, let's go see your young master's senior brother now."

Outside the capital, Chang Sheng quickly withdrew his primordial spirit, told the old devil to keep an eye on the pill furnace, and quickly returned to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce headquarters.

In the headquarters of the Zhao Xiangyang Chamber of Commerce, Chang Sheng used his real body in a separate room to actually see the old man in front of him with superb painting skills and who claimed to be a ghost painting.

After Guo Feng pretended to explain the purpose of the old man's visit, Chang Sheng nodded, indicating that he had fully understood, and looked directly at the old man.

"Sir, let's not talk about our problem, let's talk about your problem first. You are here to ask for a pill. I don't know what kind of pill you are looking for?"

"A elixir that can make people..."

The expression of the old man suddenly became dark: "The old man once went overseas and left home for a long time because of an incident. When the old man returned home, he found that all his wife and children had been killed. Only the old man's eldest son, his repair Because he had already reached the Heaven-Defying Soul Seizing Realm, he had obviously sensed the danger at that time, so his soul came out of his body and wanted to escape, but was discovered by others and killed his soul."

"However, that person did not completely kill my son's soul. At that time, a trace of my son's soul was left in a painting I placed in the room, and that person may have thought that he had completely killed me. my son's soul, but did not destroy my son's body. After I returned home, I kept my son's body, and devoted all my energy to repainting a painting, which could barely keep my son's remnant soul from dissipating, but I wanted to let me come back to life..."

"So you need to refine a soul-returning pill." Chang Sheng didn't wait for the old man to finish, suddenly took the topic, and said: "But this kind of pill, not everyone can successfully refine it."

"Returning Soul Pill, you actually know Huihun Pill!" The old man straightened up suddenly, looking straight at the bearded, seemingly ordinary man in front of him, Huihun Pill, this kind of pill It is also the elixir that he learned from a very high-ranking alchemy master who has seldom appeared in front of the world after a lot of hard work.

It's a pity that although that master knew the soul-returning pill, he couldn't refine it. As for other people, he had sought out many famous alchemy masters in the Daqi Dynasty, and even went overseas and some countries near the Daqi Dynasty. The world's alchemy masters don't even know the name of the soul-returning pill, let alone the soul-returning pill.Chang Sheng didn't expect someone to find him suddenly, and even volunteered his name.

The old man suddenly announced his name, especially when he was talking about the last ghost painting, an extremely strong aura suddenly emanated from his body.

"A ghost painting with a unique brush? What kind of character is this?" Chang Sheng was taken aback when he heard the name given by the old man. It was such a strange name, but there was a picture character in this person's name. Could it be that he is a guy who draws pictures? I don't know if he can draw a picture book of prosperity?

Chang Sheng's heart moved, he controlled the mind of the avatar, and quietly transmitted to Guo Feng: "Guo Feng, it's me. I know everything now, I'm not suitable for talking, you ask what is this in front of you?" Ghost painting, he has reached that state of painting, has he reached the second state of painting, which is immersive."

"Oh."

Guo Feng responded lightly. Although he didn't know what the second state of painting was when he was on the scene, he still said Chang Sheng's words: "Old man, you have a word for painting in your name, so if you think about it, You must be proficient in painting. The boy dares to ask, I don’t know what kind of state the old man is in, has he reached the second level of painting, the state of being in the scene?"

"Immersive?"

Hearing Guo Feng's words, the old man was stunned. He looked at Guo Feng carefully for a long time, and then asked uncertainly: "Little friend, are you sure you don't know me? Have you never heard of my name?"

"I'm sure." Guo Feng was puzzled, what's going on, obviously he asked the old man himself, why did he suddenly ask himself if he knew him?

The old man was stunned for a moment: "You know that the second level of painting is immersive, but you don't know me?" The old man pointed at himself with a look of surprise: "The realm of painting is divided by old people. But you haven't heard of old age?"

"What? You divided it!" Guo Feng was startled, the old man in front of him actually said that he divided the realm of painting, so how deep is his painting skill!

Chang Sheng's heart trembled suddenly, he was the one who divided the paintings, if the old man hadn't lied, wouldn't he have his own catalog of prosperity?

"Hurry up, Guo Feng, ask this old man what level he has reached. If possible, let him draw a picture so that we can confirm his strength."

Chang Sheng was excited, and when he talked to Guo Feng with his avatar, his voice became a little trembling.

When Guo Feng heard the young master's words, he immediately turned his head and asked the old man, "Boy, I don't know what state you have reached, so please let me know. Of course, if the old man can draw a picture A picture would be better."

"Oh?" Hearing the sound, the old man stared at Guo Feng. After watching for a while, he smiled meaningfully: "You need to find a master of painting, don't you?"

After the old man finished asking, without waiting for Guo Feng to answer, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed an ordinary writing brush on the table, and then swiped it on a piece of rice paper beside him.

"Shhhhh..."

Guo Feng and Chang Sheng were surprised to find that after the old man picked up the pen, he didn't even think about it, and began to draw on the rice paper, which was much faster than their own drawing speed.It is said that painters, especially those who are good at painters, should draw very slowly and carefully, but the old man in front of him looks very casual when watching him draw.

"All right."

After a while, the old man suddenly chuckled, took the scroll and put it on the table in front of the two of them.

Suddenly, a black civet opened its mouth and let out a "meow", suddenly jumped up from the desk, and grabbed the faces of the two of them.

"Snapped!"

Guo Feng subconsciously opened the folding fan in his hand and stretched it in front of him to block it, but after blocking it, nothing blocked it, and there was no force from the folding fan, and no civets flew towards them at all.

"Ok?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Guo Feng's face, and a sense of arrogance burst out. He raised his eyes and looked in front of him again, and now he finally saw clearly.

On the desk in front of him, on the rice paper, there was a black civet. Although the civet was only drawn with a brush, this civet gave people a feeling full of vitality.

This is the third realm of painting!

Chang Sheng was startled.

Nadanqing painting saint once said that the third level of the Tao of painting is to confuse the real with the fake.The painting made by the old man in front of him has truly reached the point of being fake. The appearance, breath and voice of the civet in his painting are all the same as the real one.

The most frightening thing is that he only used an ordinary writing brush on even more ordinary rice paper to draw such a picture in just a moment.

How terrifying is this man, his painter?

Chang Sheng and Guo Feng were wondering when the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked the drawing paper twice: "This painting is just a random drawing, the old man's painting realm has reached the fourth level of finishing touch .”

"Drawing the finishing touch!" Guo Feng widened his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him, and then nodded in conviction in his heart. He also had some research on the way of painting, and he could see that the old man definitely didn't put all his energy into painting just now, even though In that way, what he draws can reach the level of the third level, and only those who have reached the level of the fourth level can do this.

Chang Sheng's mind was shocked suddenly, and he reached the fourth floor, the highest level of the painting master, if he was asked to draw a picture of the flourishing age for himself, there must be no problem. In the immersive realm on the second floor, you can draw your own catalog of prosperous times.

There must be no problem with the old man in front of him, and if he is allowed to draw for himself, the picture he draws will definitely be better than what he imagined.

The most important thing is that right now, the old man still has something to ask of himself, and he wants to come to ask for Dan.As long as I can meet his request and refine the elixir he needs, then he will definitely agree to his request.

Alchemy, do I have anything better than alchemy!

Chang Sheng forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said to Guo Feng through voice transmission in a secret language: "Guo Feng, you tell him that my master can't be found, but you can find your brother, and you can also refine the elixir for him. Then you take him to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce, and I will immediately return to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce."

Guo Feng heard the words, nodded slightly, looked at the old man in front of him, and said with a slight smile: "Old man, I have already seen your level of painting skills. To tell you the truth, we really need a painting. As for For your elixir, we really couldn't find my young master's master, his old man has always been a dragon, but we were able to find my young master's senior brother."

Guo Feng said, seeing the old man's expression change slightly, he quickly added: "You can rest assured, my young master's brother has already won the true biography of my young master's master, although I don't know what kind of medicine you want to refine, but as long as the medicinal materials are enough , he will definitely be able to make you a elixir. I don’t know if you know, but at the Tiantai Auction House in the capital, a superb elixir that increases the lifespan by 100 years and has no smell is auctioned. The elixir was made by my young master's brother."

"Huh? It's him?" The old man's face was obviously stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy flashed by. The brother of the fool who can refine 81 superb Yunji Huiqi Pills can refine 100 more A person who has a lifespan of elixir, this person may be able to refine the elixir he needs, I hope he will not let himself down again this time.

"In that case, let's go see your young master's senior brother now."

Outside the capital, Chang Sheng quickly withdrew his primordial spirit, told the old devil to keep an eye on the pill furnace, and quickly returned to Zhao Xiangyang's chamber of commerce headquarters.

In the headquarters of the Zhao Xiangyang Chamber of Commerce, Chang Sheng used his real body in a separate room to actually see the old man in front of him with superb painting skills and who claimed to be a ghost painting.

After Guo Feng pretended to explain the purpose of the old man's visit, Chang Sheng nodded, indicating that he had fully understood, and looked directly at the old man.

"Sir, let's not talk about our problem, let's talk about your problem first. You are here to ask for a pill. I don't know what kind of pill you are looking for?"

"A elixir that can make people..."

The expression of the old man suddenly became dark: "The old man once went overseas and left home for a long time because of an incident. When the old man returned home, he found that all his wife and children had been killed. Only the old man's eldest son, his repair Because he had already reached the Heaven-Defying Soul Seizing Realm, he had obviously sensed the danger at that time, so his soul came out of his body and wanted to escape, but was discovered by others and killed his soul."

"However, that person did not completely kill my son's soul. At that time, a trace of my son's soul was left in a painting I placed in the room, and that person may have thought that he had completely killed me. my son's soul, but did not destroy my son's body. After I returned home, I kept my son's body, and devoted all my energy to repainting a painting, which could barely keep my son's remnant soul from dissipating, but I wanted to let me come back to life..."

"So you need to refine a soul-returning pill." Chang Sheng didn't wait for the old man to finish, suddenly took the topic, and said: "But this kind of pill, not everyone can successfully refine it."

"Returning Soul Pill, you actually know Huihun Pill!" The old man straightened up suddenly, looking straight at the bearded, seemingly ordinary man in front of him, Huihun Pill, this kind of pill It is also the elixir that he learned from a very high-ranking alchemy master who has seldom appeared in front of the world after a lot of hard work.

It's a pity that although that master knew the soul-returning pill, he couldn't refine it. As for other people, he had sought out many famous alchemy masters in the Daqi Dynasty, and even went overseas and some countries near the Daqi Dynasty. The world's alchemy masters don't even know the name of the soul-returning pill, let alone the soul-returning pill.