Wu Bei: "If you give us five billion, we won't lose. Didn't the Great Heavenly Lord give you ten billion? Before deducting the amount, we still make four billion. People can't be greedy. You have to know how to advance and retreat. Do you understand?"
Xiaoqi scratched his head: "Okay, then I'll send it over right away."
Seeing Xiao Qi leave, Wu Beixiao asked: "Where is Xian'er?"
Tao Ruxue: "I went out to play with Xiaomei."
Wu Mei came here and never left, practicing and studying every day.
Wu Bei wanted to find something for her, so he immediately searched with his spiritual mind. Soon, he found that Wu Mei was sitting in front of an art gallery, watching a young scribe painting.
The paintings this man painted were lifelike and full of spirituality. Many people watched his paintings, and many people paid for the paintings on the spot.
Wu Beixin said it was strange, when did Xiao Mei fall in love with painting? He quickly came to the art gallery, stood quietly behind Wu Mei, and asked softly: "This man is quite handsome."
Wu Mei was overjoyed and turned around and said, "Brother, why are you here?"
Wu Bei: "I can't find you anywhere, so I'll go out and look for you."
Wu Mei: "Brother, do you think his paintings are very spiritual?"
Wu Bei glanced at it and said: "Not bad, this person has already started painting."
There were a group of women around, and when they heard what Wu Bei said, they all cast angry looks.
"You said Mr. Yan just started painting, are you blind? Mr. Yan's paintings are the best and most wonderful in the world!" A fat lady scolded Wu Bei angrily.
"From your tone, you are very good at drawing, so show it to everyone!" Another woman laughed at Wu Bei.
Wu Bei didn't expect that his casual words would lead to so many accusations. He was speechless, so he picked up Wu Mei and started to leave.
However, a group of older girls and younger wives immediately surrounded the brother and sister.
"You can't leave, please speak clearly!"
Wu Mei said angrily: "What are you doing?"
"He dares to speak ill of Mr. Yan, we can't let him go!"
Just as Wu Bei was about to use his escape technique to escape, Mr. Yan, who was painting, suddenly looked over and said with a smile: "Don't be rude to the guests."
As he said that, he walked slowly towards Wu Bei, cupped his fists and raised his hands, saying, "Brother, I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."
Wu Beixin said that this young master was quite polite, and nodded slightly: "It's okay."
However, Mr. Yan then said: "I just heard from my brother that I have started painting. I am very happy. I think your painting skills must be far better than mine. It is fate that we meet today. Please give me a warm welcome."
Give me some pointers."
Wu Bei knew that Mr. Yan was polite on the surface, but in fact he was not convinced in his heart. He smiled slightly and said: "It's not impossible to give you advice, it's just that it gives you an advantage."
As he said that, he took out the pen and drew a picture in the air. The painting was of a woman with an affectionate look and an unrivaled appearance. What's even better is that the woman is actually three-dimensional. When Wu Bei takes away the pen, the woman's eyes move.
She moved, then came to life, with vivid colors and beautiful eyes.
She stepped forward and bowed to Wu Bei Yingying: "See you, Master."
This scene shocked everyone. Mr. Yan exclaimed: "What kind of magic weapon is this? It can actually draw living people!"
It turned out that he didn't think it was because of the quality of Wu Bei's paintings, but that the pen he used was unusual and a magic weapon.
Wu Bei said lightly: "Because the characters are alive in my heart, the characters I draw are also alive."
Mr. Yan smiled and said: "I admire you. I haven't asked my brother for his name yet."
Wu Bei: "I am Li Bei."
Mr. Yan: "It turns out to be Brother Li. It's my honor to meet Brother Li today. My house is not far away. I would like to invite Brother Li to come and talk to me."
Mr. Yan was handsome and polite in speech. Wu Mei had a good impression of him and said with a smile: "Brother, let's go to Mr. Yan's house and sit there?"
Wu Bei glanced at her and said, "Okay."
Mr. Yan invited Wu Bei and Wu Mei to a big house not far away. When they came to the living room, Mr. Yan ordered someone to serve tea. He smiled and said: "Brother Li's pen can give me a
Do you want to watch it?"
Wu Bei smiled and said: "A bald pen, what's so good about it?"
Mr. Yan smiled and said: "I love painting and I am also very knowledgeable about brushes."
Wu Bei then took out the brush, and Mr. Yan took it with both hands and said with emotion: "It is indeed a good brush. This brush must be a sacred thing for painting, right?"
Wu Bei: "Almost."
Mr. Yan walked a few steps and suddenly asked: "Brother Li, can you give me this pen? The price is negotiable."
Wu Bei said calmly: "Although this is not valuable, I can use it easily."
Mr. Yan sighed softly: "But I need this pen very much. If Brother Li doesn't give him face, then I will have to offend him."
Wu Bei was expressionless: "What do you want?"
Mr. Yan clapped his hands, and suddenly two masters walked out from behind the living room. The aura of these two people was amazing, they were both gods.
All gods are not weak in strength, and these two are the strongest among the gods, one is in the third realm of immortals, and the other is in the fourth realm of immortals!
Wu Bei: "You want to rob it openly?"
Mr. Yan smiled and said, "If you sell it to me, why should I go and rob it?"
Wu Bei sighed: "Do you think you can do whatever you want with the Immortal King by your side?"
Mr. Yan asked, "Isn't it?"
Wu Bei said to Wu Mei, "Have you seen it? From now on, don't just look at people by their appearance. Some people are good on the outside, but they are ruined on the inside."
Mr. Yan's face darkened: "How about it, have you thought about it clearly?"
Wu Mei sighed: "I was wrong."
Wu Bei stood up, and the aura of the Immortal Emperor was released. They were both immortals and had similar power systems, so the two of them were immediately suppressed by Wu Bei's terrifying power.
Their expressions changed greatly, and they all knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "I have seen the Immortal Emperor!"
Mr. Yan was stunned: "What, he is the Immortal Emperor?"
Wu Bei walked up to Young Master Yan and asked in a calm tone: "Do you still want my pen?"
Mr. Yan's expression changed continuously. He lowered his head and said, "I was mistaken!"
Wu Bei asked: "Are you not from here?"
Mr. Yan: "Yes, I come from the Tianwu Continent beyond the sky."
Wu Bei didn't know much about the situation outside, so he asked: "Where is the Wu Continent today? How does it compare to the Great Desolate Continent?"
Mr. Yan: "The two continents are almost the same size, but there is only one power, the Taiwu Cult."
Wu Bei: "Oh, is there only one Taisha Cult?"
Mr. Yan: "Yes, the Taiwu Sect has a strong man from the era who sits in charge, so its position is stable. Under it, there are only some small forces. My Yan family is one of the more powerful families in the Taiwu Sect. My grandfather
, is a red-clothed elder of the Taiwu Cult."
Wu Bei: "Since you are a disciple of Taiwu Cult, why are there gods around you?"
Mr. Yan: "I previously discovered that the practice of witchcraft is not tolerated by the world, so I practiced more of the immortal way in the early stage. When I become strong, I will learn the witchcraft skills."
Wu Bei: "So, there are not many witch cultivators in Tianwu Continent, but more gods?"
Mr. Yan: "The most numerous ones are immortal monks. After all, not everyone can practice immortality. There are indeed very few witchcraft monks. They are all the elites and geniuses of Taiwu Cult. Like me, I can only practice the immortal way. For the time being, I can't practice it."
Unable to practice witchcraft."
Wu Bei turned around and asked: "So, you, a Taisha Cult monk, what is the purpose of coming to the immortal world this time?"
This chapter has been completed!