Chapter 525, Venerable Qiqi

Tianyuan Xiaozhu, a name that combines atmosphere and exquisiteness.

Ran Qianluo and the maid Bing Ju entered the door at the same time, and the walls in the courtyard were low. The beams in the corridors are not very tall, but all the buildings are very delicate, and the pillars are not decorated with too many patterns, mostly white and black. It's also a bit clean and simple.

Passing through several courtyards, under the rockery, the flowing water stretches, the swimming fish swim in the still water, and there are small bubbles floating on the water surface. The whole courtyard is extremely quiet, and when you walk here, it seems that the footsteps are echoing.

Bingju led her slowly through countless doors. The scene of each courtyard is different, plum trees, orchid cinnamon, ponds, weeping willows, scattered and distributed, originally disorderly, but they seem to have been carefully arranged and original. Walking down like this, there is some illusion that you have seen all the scenery in the world.

I can't believe that such an elegant and quiet place, not a monk hermit like the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, would actually be a demon station.

"Girl, it's here. Bingju suddenly stopped and bowed lightly. "Girl, please wait a moment for me to go and confess. ”

Ran Qianluo didn't say anything, and the maid walked up a few steps and pushed open a door. Ran Tianluo suddenly found that this door was probably the largest door she had seen all the way from the small building.

The gate was about twelve or thirteen feet high, still painted snow-white with dye, and almost everything in the courtyard was pure white, even the floor tiles. They flew in all the way, and there was not a single trace of dust on their feet. Walking in this courtyard, I feel that the world has become simple and clean.

After a while, I saw the door open gently. The maid Bingju walked out of it again. Bow down and invite her in. Ran Tianluo didn't regard herself as a guest, since she let in, could she not enter?

She took a step, her long skirt fluttering gently, and walked into the white door. Through a screen, you will come to the house. This seems to be a study, the furnishings in the room are very elegant, the books are piled up on the four walls, between the bookshelves and the space, hung with flowers, birds, landscapes, ink and blue, as soon as you walk in, you can smell the fresh fragrance of ink. In the center of the house, a man is holding a red pen in his hand, leaning over a long table, his long hair like a waterfall, gently hanging down from his ears, like ink flowing down onto the white rice paper. His long hair obscured his countenance, but looking at his attentive appearance, it seemed that he was sketching a picture of Gongbi.

The man refused to put down the pen for a long time, Ran Tianluo looked from afar, and saw a woman with a shallow powder depicted on the paper, holding a round fan in her hand, covering her chest lightly, with a graceful posture, Chu Chu moving, but the only regret is that this woman's eyes are still on point, that is, an extremely beautiful person, but on this paper suddenly lost a little look.

The man's expression was extremely serious, and even Bingju had to stand aside, not daring to speak.

Could it be that this person is the legendary Demon Realm Poor Venerable?

But when she saw the situation of Qiqi vs. Chishui Jiao in the Mysterious Valley, she couldn't connect the fierce and cruel beast with wings on its back and the elegant man in front of her.

Could it be that there are still two poor people in the demon race?

The man hadn't put down his pen for a long time, and suddenly sighed, gently put down the pen, and stroked his sleeve. Straighten up.

"Your Holiness, your honourable guest has arrived. Bingju said softly.

The man seemed to have retreated from meditation and raised his head, his gaze just opposite Ran Tianluo. At that moment, Ran Tianluo saw the face of this demon.

The man was eight feet long, tall and thin, with a few ink stains on his hands that were as white as jade, and his pupils were red like blood in a pair of blazing eyes. Ran Tianluo was surprised by the handsomeness of this man, but he also felt that there was a bit of bewilderment in this handsomeness.

"Bingju, you go down and rest first. Other things bother you to take care of. The man whispered, his voice like falling snow, soft as the breeze, which made people's hearts very comfortable.

That Bing Ju smiled lightly and said, "Venerable, rest assured, Bing Ju has its own measure. And so he retired. With a bow, she went out and closed the door gently.

Although it was daytime, white candles were still burning in the room, and the flames were vertical and did not flicker at all.

He lightly lowered his hand and said, "Nuwa's descendants, it's been a long time. ”

Ran Qianluo knew that he was the Poor Qi Venerable, although his face was handsome, he was still one of the top ten demon generals of the demon clan after all, and he was one of the four fierce beasts of ancient times. This kind of murderous name can't be erased no matter what, and this handsome skin can't be hidden, she didn't speak, turned her head to look to the side alone, and the flame seedling came into her eyes, very dazzling. Venerable Qi Qi left the carved case and walked gently towards her. Ran Tianluo seemed to feel that there was a huge force suppressing herself, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe, and in her eyes, the flame seedlings suddenly flashed rapidly, and a few of them were immediately extinguished.

She suddenly panicked and said, "I haven't been masked, why haven't I been there for a long time." ”

Venerable Qiqi smiled faintly and said: "The girl has never been out of the Hidden Valley, and she has never had a chance to meet, but she already knows the girl below. I've always wanted to invite you to sit in this abyss, but it seems that the girl doesn't give face. ”

Ran Tianluo sneered: "Then the way you invite people is really special, and a lot of people die every time." Venerable Qiqi's face is really big. ”

Venerable Qiqi smiled lightly, and slowly walked back to the side of the painting, he beckoned Ran Tianluo to approach. Ran Tianluo approached the side of the case, and saw that the woman on the paper was almost real.

"What does the girl think of this painting?" Venerable Qi Qi asked softly.

Ran Tianluo had seen this beautiful woman a long time ago, but since he asked, he told the truth.

"Graceful and gorgeous, graceful posture, delicate painting, exquisite technique, it is a rare brushwork, but the eyes are blank, lack a little look between the looks, less a little expressive charm, some fly in the ointment. ”

Venerable Qiqi nodded with a smile, smiled softly, and said, "The girl is really a bosom friend." As the girl said, this painting is the most proud work in the next place, this painting has been made for more than 9,000 years, and I come here every day, but for more than 9,000 years, so far, I have not been able to leave this last stroke. ”

A painting that has been made for more than 9,000 years! Ran Tianluo was a little surprised, he didn't expect that someone would be so persistent.

"What does the woman in this painting have to do with you?" Ran Qianluo looked at the painting and suddenly asked.

"She was a confidant of a rakshasa in the next, but she was severely injured in the war between gods and demons, and she was blind. Later, the old injury recurred, the condition deteriorated, and it withered. I sat in memory of her, but I can't remember what her eyes looked like, for fear that if this continued, the painting would be ruined, and I would never find her again. I call it the fairy in the painting, but unfortunately, for thousands of years, the fairy in the painting has always lived in this blank paper. ”

Ran Tianluo paused for a long time, and suddenly remembered her current situation, the person in front of her was not a person who was good at depicting Danqing, but a demon who killed people without blinking. She said, "What does this have to do with me, you spent so much effort to catch me here, it won't be to help you put the finishing touch." fell into the hands of your demons, and I wasn't ready to get out alive, if I want to kill or chop, whatever you want. ”

Venerable Qiqi was still just smiling, the smile in his eyes was like a microwave, and the spring breeze was blowing on his face, which was very warm. He said, "What if you were to be asked to do this?"

Ran Tianluo was a little dazed, she looked at the handsome man in front of her, if the demon clan had a heart, she would definitely believe that this attachment through thousands of years must be an immortal curiosity.

"The deceased has passed away, why is he so obsessed, in my opinion, it is better to burn it on fire. It's more comfortable. ”

He smiled and said: "The girl always thinks that the demon clan is heartless, but the girl doesn't know that although the demon is ruthless, she has the same concern and nostalgia." The demon clan is not cut off from seven emotions and six desires, but for the sake of livelihood, it is more of a tough side. The creatures in the Six Realms don't know much about the Demon Race. This painting is like the place of a girl's deceased relatives in your heart, if someone were to take it away from you, would you be willing?"

Ran Tianluo was speechless for a while, she looked at the painting and said, "I think this painting is already very good, if you want me to point the eyes of this painting, I can do it for you." ”

There was a light in Venerable Qiqi's eyes, he dyed a vermilion small card, brushed his sleeves and handed it to her respectfully, Ran Tianluo only glanced at it slightly, and did not take it, but took out a bucket pen from the pen holder next to him, stained a little gray in the ink paint on the table, and stroked lightly, and completely covered the outline of the woman's eyes with a few strokes, and there was already a white silk scarf blindfolded in her eyes.

After putting down the pen, the whole painting suddenly became very aura, and suddenly, the fairy in the painting moved slightly, and the silk scarf on his eyes was fluttering slightly. Ran Tianluo only felt a dizziness in her head, she quickly leaned on a few cases, and after a long time, the dizziness in her mind improved slightly. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a burst of light from the painting, as if something had penetrated into it.

He blinked, and suddenly realized that the painting was still the same, and there was no change at all.

What was going on just now, was it a hallucination?

She felt a little heavy on her head, but she could hold it for now.

Ran Tianluo put down the pen and said softly: "Actually, why do you need to pursue the perfection of these eyes, isn't it better." Among the Six Realms, not only the demons have suffering, but it is the same in any of the Six Realms. This eye is like your big dream of invading the human world, why should you be so persistent, and it is not better to let it go? At least the people of the Six Realms can live in peace. If there was no war, the fairy in the painting would not have died, would it?"

After a long time, there was no reply, and Ran Tianluo suddenly raised his head, but there was no half figure in this room, and the handsome man had long since lost his whereabouts. Ran Tianluo was startled, and when she looked down, the woman in the painting was gone, and there was a blank piece of paper in front of it, as white as snow.