I wanted to sweep the jade slip slightly, and poisoned out of the dozens of medicinal materials, most of which were repentant, and it seemed that it would take a lot of effort to refine the "Zhuyan Pill". However, in terms of the age of the flower demon, they are still young. Before the peak of the elegance, it is not in a hurry.

Handed the jade slip to Hua Xiangrong casually, Hua Xiangrong glanced at it, revealing a funny look, he is a man. He doesn't pay much attention to his appearance, and sometimes, he secretly thinks about how good it would be if he looks more manly, such as Wu Yang in the door, Bai Lang and others, the appearance and style of a tough man who is full of yang net air really makes him yearn for a look, but it's a pity that the flower demon nature dooms him to be weak and helpless in appearance, but he can't change it. And with his appearance and posture, he walked in a big way, and it was so uncoordinated to see that even he felt extremely twisted. In desperation. He had to strive to be an elegant man.

He handed the jade slip to Tian Xiang again, and after Tian Xiang saw it, she was also full of joy, she was already a young man, often in the mirror, afraid of old age, and with this Yan Dan, she didn't have to worry that he would dislike her for being old and decrepit, in this way, she would have more opportunities to accompany him, maybe "maybe one day, he will notice her,, involuntarily, her bright eyes flowed, and quietly stared at Sha Ling from under her long eyelashes."

By his side, with Xiangyi by her side, she has lost confidence in her proud appearance, and if she loses her face again, I am afraid that she will not even have a glimmer of hope.

Tian Xiang drooped, revealing a snowy neck under the black silk, the eyes were cut water, as if he wanted to speak and be ashamed, the pulse was affectionate, the girl was pregnant with spring, in front of the man who longed day and night, that shyness. The most moving, but the fragrant appearance is stunning, which makes the demeanor more and more moving, Wu Yang, Liu Qingxiu, Mu Beimu and others who saw it knew that they shouldn't, but they were still angry in their hearts, and they all sighed secretly when they turned their heads awkwardly, and the sect master was so slow that it was speechless in the relationship between men and women.

Can Tan Hua be completely ignored by solving Tan Hua in this way?

But even Li Du and Lu Rui were silent about it, and the others had no courage to take care of the sect master's private affairs, except for secretly sighing that the flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless, they could only "silence is golden".

"Most of the jade slips of cultivators are stored in the storage space. Carry it with you, this time we picked up a leak. In addition to the jade slip, there are also three scrolls. Sha Ling's eyes looked around at everyone and said. His eyes were clear and indifferent, and when he swept over Tian Xiang, he was calm, without a trace of abnormality, as if the light of his eyes did not exist at all, which made Tian Xiang more discouraged than deliberately avoiding it.

"Scroll, could it be that it is some kind of formation diagram, talisman seal or something?" the disciples couldn't help but guess. Enthusiasm is high.

"I don't know. Sha Ling smiled, "Let's take a look." He flipped over his hand, and there were three more scrolls in his hand, and he took one at random, and slowly opened it, and he only felt a very small trace of aura from the scroll. Therefore, I don't have much expectation that the scroll is a formation diagram, a rune seal, and the like.

As the scroll stretched, it was not only Sha Ling who was close at hand, but also the disciples who were watching from behind. Whether male or female, once the gaze falls on it. I couldn't help but be stunned, and then I was dizzy, "This is a painting, a crescent moon is slightly exposed, a pool of blue waves, dotted with green lotus flowers, a woman standing on the water, light as nothing, silk shoes are not wet, a white jade bodhisattva on the head, a placket plain skirt, slim waist. Leaned over as if to pick the green lotus.

The painting method is a traditional Chinese ink painting, between thick ink and light color, but it seems to make people see the moonlight silver white, the lake is blue, the petals of the lotus flower tremble lightly in the night wind, and the woman's green silk is like ink, and the Moyue streamer 5200 skirt penetrates into the water together. The skin is like a white jade policeman, "Everyone only feels that the moonlight is blowing on their faces, and the fragrance is striking people." Suspected of being in a dream.

All of a sudden, the flower fairies seemed to be compared to each other.

"It's so beautiful," Yun Xiangyi sighed lowly, and he didn't know whether to sigh at the woman's unspeakable beauty, or at the artistic conception of the painting.

Many years ago. Sha Ling once picked up a painting in the underground palace, and that painting also made people unable to take their eyes off, but it was only because of the spiritual charm formation in the painting.

Only,, the mane is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the snow of the wind," gently, I don't know who it is, chanting the famous sentence in Luo Shenfu.

The person in the painting is refined, but the skill of the painter is also amazing, his painting skills, is to make the people in the painting lifelike, modern science and technology civilization, shooting imaging skills, almost completely real, with some corrections, you can make the person more beautiful.

However, in this painting, the painter used only a brush to make the temperament of the person in the painting come to life on the paper, which is by no means easy to do with modern technology, even those masters of portrait photography may not be able to do better.

Sha Ling's gaze swept to the lower right side of the painting, where there was a line of small characters: "Painted on a Midsummer Night." Attached to it is a seal: "Purple Springs Sanren"

There is a horizontal plaque on the underwater small building, and the three words "Liquan Ju" are written on it, presumably "Liquan Sanren" is the owner of the building who claims to be.

Appreciative eyes wandered over the painting for a long time, Sha Ling put the scroll away, and behind him, a wisp of astringency added to Tian Xiang's face. Perhaps, only the beauty of the woman in the painting can attract his attention. Or perhaps, only the person in the painting is worthy of the sect master, right?

With the shock of the first portrait, the other two paintings no longer amazed everyone, and they are still the portraits of women painted by the people of the waters. One by one, on the painting. Covered by green bamboo, stone bench and stone chair, a woman in green clothes and thin clothes is playing Go alone, she holds the sunspot in her bare hands, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, and her eyes fall on the chess table. The narrow sleeves are slightly visible, revealing Duan Haoxue's wrist, and the lower right corner is the "Green Bamboo Guest" given by Maoquan

Those who look at the painting seem to hear the bamboo whistling in the wind, and the bamboo shadow is mottled, swaying slightly on the beautiful and gentle body of the woman. The sound of the chess pieces falling is light and crisp and revealing a lonely and remote, and I can't help but feel a sense of coolness in my heart, and I only feel that my whole body and mind are immersed in the quiet and quiet atmosphere of the afternoon.

Although everyone present was a cultivator, in the interstellar era, most of the women I saw were independent and self-reliant. Where have I seen such a charm of a woman, it is Tian Xiang and others in the door, and they don't have this gentle and watery temperament.

Bai Lang grinned: "If you can meet this woman, it will be willing to let Lao Bai concentrate on one person from now on." ”

Wu Yang said: "Lao Bai, don't forget. I'm afraid that this woman is a figure from many years ago, if she is still alive, she is also your predecessor, your little cultivation is not enough for others to see, and you are talking about concentrating on one person.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Another painting, heavy snow, a woman riding a crane blowing Xiao, hovering between the clouds and mist, the crane is not an ordinary crane, more than 30 meters long, elegant and smooth, silver feathers, long tail with colorful brilliance. The woman is dressed in a fiery red dress. The more lined her skin is as white as jade, her eyes are like water, and her red lips are bright, she is actually a dazzling woman. She is not as beautiful and gentle as the first two, but she is like a burning flame, gorgeous and noble, like a brilliant pearl, fascinating. The payment is "Gift to Shuhua Real People"