An Qingjin once benefited from An Qingli's glory, and with the help of Shan Jin's spiritual root, he successfully entered the top 100 of the Tianyun Sect's most beautiful men list.
Unfortunately, he got married later and had a slovenly beard, so he was removed from the top 100 list.
Nowadays, on the list of beautiful men, Shangshan ranks first, and Mu Sheng ranks second, and is in danger of being replaced by the third one at any time.
An Qingli uses the wind to go to Grandmaster Peak.
The Shoushan disciple looked at An Qingli who had already formed the elixir, and was surprised and handed over to his Taoist uncle.
An Qingli nodded and rode the wind to the top of the mountain to find his master Mu Sheng.
Mu Sheng was holding a painting and lying among the flowers. He turned around and saw his apprentice who had suddenly returned, feeling a little dazed.
"Apprentice, why are you back?" Mu Sheng sat up with the fragrance of flowers all over his body, full of surprise.
An Qingli was stunned: "Why, master doesn't want me to come back to raise trees and grass?"
"No." Mu Sheng held up the painting and sighed, "Of course it's a good thing for you to come back and raise trees and grass, but then leave after you've done so. The world is huge outside, so look for more opportunities to advance. That's the most important thing.
"
An Qingli could not agree more: "Master is right."
Xiao Huzi said in the spirit beast bag that the master has changed. In the past, the master wanted his master to stay in the sect.
Xiao Huzi also agreed, it has indeed changed a lot.
Xiao Jintan said, this is a good thing, Qingli always wants to hang out.
"Apprentice, come here." Mu Sheng leaned half sideways, leaning on a purple jade stone bed, and said with a smile on his face, "Come quickly and take a look at this painting."
painting?
Because An Qingli benefited a lot from the paintings donated by the Qin family, An Qingli was particularly interested when it came to paintings.
An Qingli took a few steps over and took the painting handed out by Mu Sheng.
What is painted on the painting is the picture of the master proud of thunder. Under the thunder clouds, Mu Sheng is not afraid of the thunder and stands proudly.
"How's the painting going?" Mu Sheng stood up and brushed off the flowers on his clothes.
An Qingli raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously: "Excellent."
Mu Sheng quickly asked: "What's so good about it?"
An Qingli held the painting with both hands, lying horizontally in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips as he said: "A surge of unyielding ambition overflowed, making everyone who viewed the painting feel shocked and admired."
"Yes, you are knowledgeable." Mu Sheng went to a red hibiscus tree in full bloom, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, and stood in the same proud posture as the person in the painting. He was extremely proud, "This is what it means to be a teacher.
He is so proud and unyielding and so handsome that no one can match him."
The little Pegasus came out of the spirit beast bag, shook a strand of white hair on his forehead, and said disapprovingly: "Hey, what Grandmaster said is inappropriate."
"What's wrong?" Mu Sheng turned his face, somewhat unhappy.
The little Pegasus said calmly: "Tomorrow's Grandmaster will be as good as today's Grandmaster. Of course, the only one who can surpass the Grandmaster's beauty today is the Grandmaster himself."
Mu Sheng was so amused that he rewarded Little Pegasus with a storage bag of pills, and then asked An Qingli: "Apprentice, did you teach this flattering skill?"
An Qingli looked away from the painting, raised his head and raised his lips and said, "No, it's self-taught, it's natural."
Little Huzi also came out of the spirit beast bag and said loudly to Mu Sheng: "Grandmaster, I also think that you, who can advance to the ninth level of alchemy master at a young age, are so handsome that no one can match you."
"Well, my taste is as good as your master's." Mu Sheng was very happy and threw a storage bag of pills over to reward the little tiger.
The little tiger fluttered its wings and stood up, holding the storage bag containing the elixir in its mouth, feeling extremely happy.
"Grandmaster is the prettiest." Little Lingxi also came out of the storage bag, arched her hooves, and bowed to Mu Sheng.
Mu Sheng did not touch the poisonous little Lingxi, but rewarded it with a bag of top-quality spiritual stones.
The little Lingxi got the spirit stone, and the other little ones were very happy.
An Qingli was still immersed in the painting, and the corners of his lips were always raised.
"Apprentice, let me ask you, is this painting of the highest quality?" Mu Sheng spread his arms, closed his eyes, and proudly walked around under the red hibiscus tree, smelling the refreshing fragrance of the flowers and said, "There are so many things about being a teacher.
Among the masterpieces, I am the one who likes this one the most. I just can’t put it down and I often take it out and watch it several times.”
"It is indeed top quality." An Qingli raised his lips and said, "This is someone's handiwork. The painting is really good."
It is so good that those who view the painting are suddenly shocked, and after the shock, a feeling of joy arises spontaneously.
Yes, it is a kind of joy that comes from the bottom of my heart.
A painting with slightly depressing colors can actually make people feel happy, and can easily affect the mood of the Golden Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm. It is indeed a very good painting.
"It is said that this painting is all because of you, my apprentice." Mu Sheng looked at the blue sky and white clouds, sitting on Xiao Huzi's back and said, "Didn't you save some Qin family's legitimate daughter, and that legitimate daughter's great-grandfather went out of his way to escape the calamity?
Painting to express gratitude.”
"It turns out that it was written by Du Jiejing." An Qingli sighed, "No wonder a simple painting can easily affect other people's moods."
Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "That's right, the Qin family's pens are very powerful. They can describe spring, summer, autumn and winter with one pen, evoking joy, anger, sorrow and joy. There were people who cried bitterly in the paintings drawn by the Qin family's pens."
An Qingli admired him very much.
Sword cultivators use swords to condense the sword realm.
The Qin family uses pens to outline the landscape.
On the contrary, different paths lead to the same destination, with different approaches and similar results.
"But master, according to common sense, things like this that can secretly arouse other people's emotions are somewhat evil. Next time someone presents a painting or a jade statue, they must first show it to the two ancestors Qi Xian and Qisi.
That’s it.”
Mu Sheng said indifferently: "Of course my teacher knows this, but the Qin family is kind-hearted, so there is no harm in giving paintings to make my teacher happy."
An Qingli rolled up the painting carefully, handed it back to Mu Sheng with both hands, and then said: "The Qin family is kind-hearted in giving the painting, but master and apprentice can see a story in the storybook."
"Well, tell me." Mu Sheng unfolded the painting again and walked leisurely, admiring the peerless elegance of the person in the painting.
An Qingli then spoke, saying that once upon a time in the secular world, there was a peerless handsome man like Mu Sheng, who was obsessed with his peerless appearance all day long, and spent every day by the river staring at his reflection in the water.
Over time, the extremely beautiful man fell in love with his own shadow in the water, and fell in love with him thousands of times, unable to extricate himself.
Finally one day, the extremely beautiful man went to the water to pursue his reflection, and unfortunately drowned to death.
Mu Sheng paused at his feet: "Evil disciple, you are making such insinuations. How can I be so stupid and stupid as a teacher?"
An Qingli looked at Mu Sheng who was intoxicated with the painting, and said with a smile: "Master, it's impossible originally, but if I admire and be obsessed with a painting every day, maybe. What if Master drinks some wine again?
, when the breeze blows, go fishing for the moon and shadows in the river, that’s it.”
Mu Sheng glared at An Qingli and said, "Unworthy disciple, how can I be such a disciple who curses my master like you!"
An Qingli pondered and said: "Maybe it's because Master himself is too handsome and outstanding. It's not difficult to fall in love with himself in the painting."