I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

Back in the house, Ye Yong found Yi Bai holding the comics he drew and reading them in ecstasy.

"Sister Yibai has been like this since she entered the house. Is she enlightening?" Wu Xue asked Ye Yong in a low voice.

"It's not like that. Her painting skills must be a novel painting style that inspired her some inspiration."

Yibai heard the sound and recalled it. She looked at Ye Yong, her eyes full of surprise: "Junior brother Ye, this is your creation, right?"

"Yeah, just some boring little comic books."

"How can it be boring! This already has the prototype of the world!" Yi Bai's hand holding the comic was trembling slightly.

Qin Shimeng and others, who did not practice painting, and Ye Yong, who did not regard painting as his main strength, could not imagine Yi Bai's mood at this moment.

"The highest state of painting cultivation is [one painting, one world]. According to legend, painting immortals can use paintings to create a pure land for living creatures to live in. And Junior Brother Ye, although your paintings are mainly about characters and stories, they are still vivid Created a whole new pseudo-world that is completely different from this one.”

Ye Yong scratched his face, thinking that Yi Bai should be talking about the second dimension. The collision of characters and stories can give birth to countless two-dimensional worlds. The so-called worldview is proof of different worlds. But because it is fictional and only exists at the spiritual level, can it be called a spiritual pseudo-world?

Anyway, Ye Yong understands it this way.

"It turns out that even if you don't understand the true essence of painting, you can still create the world in this way..." Yibai hugged the album and sighed: "It may be just a fake world now, but as long as the art of painting touches At the top, it’s not a bad idea to make it a real world.”

Ye Yong agrees with this point of view. Because after Mu Qingyin became the painting fairy, she got some secret treasures related to painting. With the blessing of various excellent conditions, she really used paintings to create a world that can be lived in by living beings. However, the process is quite complicated, and it can only create a living environment, but cannot bring the creatures in the painting to life.

Because this is equivalent to creating life out of thin air.

Although the two beauties are also painted, they are only souls, not lives. Strictly speaking, they are not alive.

The way of life is the foundation of the three thousand avenues, and it is also the most difficult to master. Only a small number of ancient true gods have the power to create life.

It would not be difficult for a being like the ancient true god to create a real world that is exactly the same as the novels and comics. The difficulty is that monks cannot reach that level.

At least towards the end of the novel, Ye Yong didn't find out that the protagonist or the people around him could do it.

The painting fairy can use the scrolls to create a small world for living beings to live in, which is quite extraordinary.

"Junior brother Ye, I can't stay for dinner." Yi Bai's expression suddenly changed: "I seem to be about to break through and must go back to retreat for a while. It's rare for you to invite me. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, come back next time." Ye Yongyong was surprised, bought a certain fourth-grade elixir in the system store, and handed it to Yi Bai.

Yi Bai didn't have time to see what was in the medicine bottle, so he accepted it and left in a hurry.

Although it has only been less than two weeks since she broke through to the ninth level of the Golden Core, for some monks who have been settling down for a long time, the inability to break through may not only be due to external factors, but also due to the inability to keep up with their state of mind and perception. Once you catch up, it's not surprising to see breakthroughs one after another.

After Yi Bai left, Ye Yong took out the spiritual dish made by the cooking system.

Due to identity issues, Wu Xue and Xiaohuan took a few spiritual dishes they could eat and went into the room.

Ye Yong and Qin Shimeng were left in the living room.

As soon as there were fewer people, Qin Shimeng felt that she could no longer look directly at Ye Yong. She tilted her head slightly, pretending to be thinking about some philosophy of life.

Ye Yong knew that she was shy and did not tease her. Instead, he took out a new plate and prepared to divide the spiritual dishes among them.

"What does this mean?" Qin Shimeng couldn't help but ask when he saw this.

"There are differences between men and women. It's not good for us to eat from the same plate of food."

In the world of the New Emperor, apart from public places like restaurants, ordinary people eat at home and share their meals, which is no different from ancient China.

Mortals do this to reduce the spread of disease. It is almost impossible for a monk to get sick, and Ye Yong is avoiding indirect kisses.

Just because he doesn't mind, doesn't mean Empress Qin doesn't mind.

Qin Shimeng was stunned after hearing this. In fact, she hadn't thought of this just now. If she wanted to eat with other people of the opposite sex, sharing meals was a must, but facing Ye Yong, she seemed to ignore some details. The little things that she originally cared about didn't seem to matter now.

"Brother Yong..." Qin Shimeng bit her lower lip gently: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome, I...it actually doesn't matter."

"That's it." Ye Yong rolled his eyes and suddenly sat next to Qin Shimeng: "Okay, but the table is too big. It will be easier for us to sit closer to pick up the dishes."

"Well..." Qin Shimeng felt that her heartbeat had accelerated a lot and her breathing had become somewhat rapid. Although Ye Yong was sitting some distance away from her, she seemed to be able to feel his warmth passing over him, causing her body to feel a little warm.

"Come, try this new cuisine." Ye Yong brought some dishes to Qin Shimeng.

If the meals were divided, Ye Yongyong would not be able to do this, but since she said there was no need to divide the meals, it was a signal. A sign that she was beginning to accept Ye Yong.

However, Ye Yong was very measured and did not show too much affection. After all, being too affectionate can sometimes be counterproductive. Except for picking up food for her before she even touched her chopsticks at first, Ye Yong started eating by himself.

After gnawing on the elixir for four days, he could finally have a delicious meal. He really couldn't care less about Qin Shimeng and just wanted to treat his injured taste buds.

Qin Shimeng didn't know what Ye Yong had been through, so she thought he was hungry, so she ate slowly and wanted to leave more for him.

After a while, Qin Shimeng discovered that there was a plate of spiritual vegetables whose leaves had never been touched, and the main ingredient of that plate of spiritual vegetables was her favorite food.

Her heartbeat started to beat inexplicably again. Qin Shimeng took a deep breath, held her hands a little stiffly, and then slowly moved towards Ye Yong's bowl: "It's wrong to be picky about food..."

Ye Yong, who was eating so much, came back to his senses and looked at Qin Shimeng with disbelief in his eyes.

Empress Qin actually brought him food?

After all, she is not the kind of carefree person, she is aloof and silent. Such a character is destined to make it impossible for her to take the initiative to make any intimate moves, and now...

Maybe the favorability score of over 90 is higher than he thought.

Ye Yong swallowed: "Can you feed me?"

He was testing Qin Shimeng's bottom line.

Qin Shimeng looked away slightly and said nothing, but the blush on her beautiful face and the chopsticks that she did not remove had already told her the answer.

So Ye Yong slowly approached her chopsticks.

"Master, there's no food left." Wu Xue walked out of the room at this time.

Ye Yong was so frightened that he quickly sat down, and Qin Shimeng immediately stuffed the food on the chopsticks into his mouth, turned his whole body to another place, turned his back to Ye Yong, and lowered his head to eat.

"Huh?" Wu Xue felt a little strange when she saw this scene. Could it be that the young master made Sister Shimeng angry? But if they sit together, it shouldn't be a problem, right?