Seeing Wu Bei's handiwork, Yu Qingshu opened his mouth in shock, full of horror, and murmured: "This is a handwriting that surpasses that of a painting saint. Who are you?"
Wu Bei said calmly: "I am Hong Ling's eldest brother."
Hearing these words, Yu Qingshu felt regretful. If he had accepted Hong Ling before, wouldn't this person also be able to be used by him?
At this moment, the two previous Dao Lords reappeared. They directly tied up the woman named Meizhi and said coldly: "According to the order of the Immortal Governor, escort the young lady back!"
The woman was furious: "You are so bold, I..."
However, she couldn't even speak the next moment and was taken away by two Dao Lords.
Yu Qingshu looked ugly. He wanted to plead with Wu Bei, but in the end he did not dare to speak.
Wu Bei smiled at Ye Xingzhu and said, "Boss Ye, we are destined to meet again." After saying that, he drew a big boat, sat on the boat with Hong Ling, and left the Ziyuan World.
The big ship jumped in space and flew extremely fast. Within half an hour, they returned to the central world.
After this trip, everything in the Alchemy King Tower was as usual, except that the elixirs were sold too fast, and the alchemy could not keep up.
As soon as he came back, Wu Bei found Luo Ningdan and said, "Sister Luo, I received the inheritance from the Great Sage of Painting, and suddenly I had an idea."
Luo Ningdan smiled and said: "That's a good thing. What do you think?"
Wu Bei: "With the help of Baicao Whip and this brush, I will be able to draw elixirs in the future."
Luo Ningdan was stunned: "Draw the elixir?"
Wu Bei nodded: "However, my current cultivation level is not up to the level. When I become a Saint King, the effect of the elixir I draw will be exactly the same as the elixir I refine."
Luo Ningdan smiled and said: "So, you can draw elixirs in batches in the future?"
Wu Bei: "Although it is drawing, it actually requires the consumption of medicinal materials, but it is more efficient. But for now, we still have to work hard to refine the elixir."
Luo Ningdan: "In the past two days, there have been obviously fewer people buying elixirs. Sales will be more stable in the future, and you and I won't have to work so hard."
Wu Bei nodded, then took out two peaches from Peach Ancestor and handed them to Luo Ningdan. He smiled and said, "Sister Luo, you have worked hard these days. Please eat some peaches to moisten your throat."
Luo Ningdan didn't eat it. He put away the peach and said, "This Tao Ancestor's peach is so extraordinary. How can I eat it? Keep it to refine some elixirs."
Wu Bei: "It doesn't matter, I still have it."
Luo Ningdan: "You only have ten, don't waste them."
Wu Bei could only say: "Okay."
After refining the elixir for a while, Wu Bei drew another person who looked exactly like him. Under the painted bamboo, this person could refine some elixirs that were not particularly difficult. Although he could not refine elixirs of the legendary level, he was of the imperial grade.
, Wangpin has absolutely no problem.
In this way, he drew a hundred "Wu Bei" in a row, each of which could refine several kinds of elixirs. With one hundred people refining elixirs, the speed immediately increased. In this way, he and Luo Ningdan only needed to refine elixirs.
Make some elixirs that are difficult to refine, and leave the rest to these "painting bodies".
Wu Bei gave it a try. With his current strength, he could only control more than a hundred painted bodies at most. Any more would be difficult. Even so, the painted bodies had to take a break every few hours before they could continue to refine the elixir.
After two days of refining the elixir, Wu Bei used a paintbrush to draw a hundred thousand holy soldiers. The drawn holy soldiers were more sophisticated than the ones he had made before. At least the details were in place, far better than the rough and crude ones before.
For example, in the past, all his holy soldiers looked exactly the same and had stiff expressions. But now it is different. He is proficient in painting. Each of his holy soldiers looks different, some are tall, some are short, some are fat, some are thin, and they can speak well.
Smile like a real person with emotions.
After drawing one hundred thousand holy soldiers, Wu Bei felt vaguely that he could break through to another realm of the great sage, the holy weapon!
The holy weapon realm is to create a weapon to suppress one's own destiny. After the holy weapon is forged, it can be stored in the temple and receive the baptism of the wishes of hundreds of millions of people.
As the great saint of the human race, Wu Bei already possesses a large amount of human luck. Without the suppression of the holy weapon, these luck will be easily taken away by the newly rising strong men. If he has this holy weapon, others will try to take it away from him.
The luck is more difficult.
To create a sacred weapon, it naturally requires careful planning. After Wu Bei thought about it again and again, he spread out the scroll and drew a weapon-refining diagram. As long as he found the materials and put them into it, this weapon-refining diagram could directly create his sacred weapon.
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It took him seven days to draw the weapon refining diagram, which was extremely consuming. After drawing the weapon refining diagram, his men could hardly stand.
I saw a scroll depicting a tripod. This tripod had six legs and six ears. Mysterious runes were drawn on the surface, and it was named Xuanyuan Ding.
After painting the Xuanyuan Cauldron, he rested for a while, and Wu Mei came to see her. After eating peaches, Wu Mei practiced a little under Tao Ruxue's guidance, and now she has become a god.
"Brother, the clothes there are so beautiful. I want to buy some."
Wu Beixiao asked: "Xiaomei, have you gone to Tianyi Pavilion?"
Wu Mei nodded: "Yes, Sister Shuang'er took me there. However, we don't have enough money, so we have no choice but to come back."
Wu Bei was very surprised: "Jin Shuang'er is the Queen Mother's daughter, will she have no money?"
"Of course I have no money." Jin Shuang'er came over and said with a smile, "I spent a lot of money in the past few years and spent all my pocket money for the next ten years."
She hugged Wu Bei's arm coquettishly: "Husband, you must support me from now on."
Wu Bei was speechless for a while. He thought he would get some money by marrying the Queen Mother's daughter, but now it seems that he has to put money in. Fortunately, he made a lot of money selling elixirs, so he is not short of money at the moment.
"Okay, you can buy whatever you want and I'll pay the bill," Wu Bei said.
Jin Shuang'er: "Great, let's go check out."
Wu Bei was startled: "Have you finished selecting?"
Wu Mei smiled and said: "After choosing, everyone in the family picked one, and my sisters-in-law also bought one each."
Wu Bei understood that Jin Shuang'er wanted to build a good relationship with his family. He smiled and asked, "Well, how much did it cost?"
Jin Shuang'er: "Not much at all, more than 20 million Tao coins."
Wu Beidao: "Well, I'll give you 30 million and help me choose a few more items."
After giving the money, he continued to instruct the painters to refine the elixirs, and he also wanted to refine some rare elixirs himself.
Just as a furnace of elixirs was finished, a maid suddenly came to report: "It's not good, Miss Jin and the eldest lady were blocked in the Tianyi Pavilion, and they said they were going to capture them and sell them to Qinglan Courtyard!"
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where did the other party come from?"
The maid said: "You said he was the grandson of the 'Dragon and Snake Taoist', and you were very loud. Miss Jin and the eldest lady were hiding in the Tianyi Pavilion and couldn't come out, so he led people to surround the Tianyi Pavilion."
Upon hearing this, Wu Bei knew that Jin Shuang'er probably had a way to deal with it, but she was unwilling to take action and had to wait for him to pass.
He said: "Yes, I understand."
In front of the gate of Tianyi Pavilion, a charming woman put her hands on her hips and stared angrily at the gate, saying: "Master, look at them, they are so audacious, they dare to snatch clothes from me, they are really like old people hanging themselves, they are so tired!"
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Next to her was a fat and short young male monk with the cultivation of a true immortal. His fat hands pinched the woman's buttocks and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my dear, I will definitely do it, young master."
Let me help you vent your anger. Humph, you dare to snatch clothes from my darlings and see how I deal with them!" This chapter has been completed!
