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Chapter Three Hundred and Two Handed Down

Zhao Yuan sighed, closed his eyes slightly, and practiced the two furnace fires. Now, Zhao Yuan can no longer practice "Ten Thousand Enemies" because the power he has cultivated will immediately make the mysterious flying runes

After absorbing, the runes became stronger and stronger, so Zhao Yuan had no choice but to stop practicing brute force.

Now, the only thing Zhao Yuan can do is to temper two spiritual energies - the fire of the furnace.

Among Zhao Yuan's eight extraordinary meridians, the fire of the furnace is the only power that can compete with the mysterious runes. Although the power is weak, as long as it is tempered, it is endless and endless.

After practicing for a while, Zhao Yuan showed a hint of tiredness on his face.

Now Zhao Yuan's originally strong body has become extremely weak. Even with the fire of the furnace, he still cannot completely block the invasion of the mysterious runes. Tempering the two spiritual energy also requires some physical strength. This makes Zhao Yuan extremely weak.

Yuan's body is getting worse...



Looking at Zhao Yuan who was leaning on the earth wall and sleeping asleep, Cao Shenxian showed a look of worry on his face. This young man's health seemed to be getting worse and he didn't know whether he could survive this winter.

"Is this painting for sale?"

A pleasant voice sounded, which made the thoughtful Cao Shenxian suddenly perk up. When he took a closer look, he saw a graceful and extremely beautiful girl standing in front of him. Half a step behind the girl, he stood

There is a woman in a gorgeous robe, and not far behind her, there are two big men with solemn faces, like King Kong.

Although the girl is not in full dress, her robes are dazzling, and she is as beautiful as Er, Yao and Bi. She wears gold and jade jewelry and is embellished with pearls to dazzle her body. She wears the shoes of a long journey, dragging a light train of mist and gauze, and has the faint fragrance of orchid.

He looks very dazzling. With the two powerful men behind him, he looks like he comes from a wealthy family.

"Ah... it's all for sale... this girl has delicate features and beautiful eyes..." Cao Shenxian was so taken away by the girl's beauty that he couldn't help but not forget to win over business.

"I'm asking if this painting is for sale!" The girl frowned slightly.

"Of course, Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan... wake up, someone is selling your painting!" Cao Shenxian quickly shook Zhao Yuan's body, fearing that the girl would leave. After all, this was Zhao Yuan's first painting in more than ten days.

A decent customer.

In the past, some arty local rich people would occasionally ask, and upon hearing Zhao Yuan's quotation, they would immediately turn around and leave.

Cao Shenxian had been hanging out in the market for a long time, so he still had some discernment. He immediately recognized that the girl had an extraordinary identity and was definitely a potential customer.

"Stop shaking, I woke up..."

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes and immediately felt the overwhelming momentum. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The two strong men standing behind the girl were two warriors, and they were warriors with extraordinary skills.

"Are you selling this painting?" Seeing Zhao Yuan wake up, the girl looked calm, dignified and calm.

"Sell." Zhao Yuan had a strange feeling. He noticed that the girl had an indescribable aura. Her movements seemed to be giving orders for a long time, and at her age, she should not be that kind of powerful person.

"Your name is Zhao Yuan?" The girl glanced at the painting and suddenly saw the signature on it. A trace of surprise appeared on her calm and indifferent face.

"The villain's real name is Zhao Wen. Because his name is in harmony with the Five Elements, he is usually called Zhao Yuan."

"I see... This painting costs 10,000 empire coins?" A look of disappointment appeared on the girl's face.

"Yes."

"how much do you have?"

"That's it."

"One pair?" The girl was stunned.

"Yes, a pair. After this painting is sold, I will go to the imperial capital to take the spring exam next year." Zhao Yuan added at the end because he was afraid that the other party would doubt his identity.

"Are you qualified to take the spring exam in the imperial capital?" the girl asked.

"Of course, I am Jieyuan." Zhao Yuan looked proud.

"No wonder the young master is so good at painting." The girl nodded, with a hint of respect between her brows, but there was still a hint of disappointment that could not be concealed.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhao Yuan bent down and thanked him without being humble or overbearing.

"I want to give away ten paintings of this quality. I wonder if the master has any works in his home?" the girl asked.

"No, this is the only one."

"Is this painting really painted by the young master?" the girl suddenly asked.

"Yes."

"Since it was painted by Young Master, why don't you work harder and just paint nine more paintings?"

"Ahem... Girl, unless you are unwilling, if the girl just needs some ordinary calligraphy and painting, not to mention ten pairs, even hundreds of thousands of pairs, I, Zhao, can get it at my fingertips, but they are ordinary products and absolutely cannot be

Comparable to this painting. Many people think that masters of painting have the ability to pick things up at their fingertips. They don’t know that a good masterpiece needs to be refined over time. From composition to artistic conception, it requires a long process. When it reaches the required temperature,

After that, if you complete it in one go, it is considered top quality. The fact that a girl can like Xiaosheng's paintings shows that she understands painting. Ordinary people, of course, cannot deceive the girl..."

"Do you think those masters of improvisation are all fake?" The girl smiled lightly, her face calm and calm, but her words were tit for tat.

"Then let me ask the girl, how many masterpieces by those masters are there?"

"this……"

"A master has painted tens of thousands of paintings in his lifetime, but only a few of them can be handed down from generation to generation. It can be seen that a good piece of work is never as simple as picking it up at random. In fact, those who improvise

Most of the works handed down from generation to generation have been refined over time, and they are understood clearly before they dare to speak in public."

"You mean, even a master needs practice?"

"Of course not. In this world, there will always be geniuses and geniuses. Those kind of people can laugh and curse and write articles. The same goes for painting. They don't stick to the form and reach the state of harmony between nature and man. They can express themselves freely.

They are all masterpieces, but unfortunately, I am not the kind of person the girl imagined." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"Young Master is quite humble. Anyway, I have to stay in Jingshan Town for some time. You can help me paint and gather ten paintings. You can pay as much as you want."

"girl……"

"Didn't you draw this painting?" The girl stared at Zhao Yuan with a pair of clear eyes, as if she had seen through Zhao Yuan's soul.

"……All right."

Zhao Yuan painted a good work. He originally wanted to find a buyer who knew the goods. After making a little money, he would fly away, but he did not expect to end up in a cocoon. He realized that this woman knew about him, and it was very likely that she was already in the house.

I doubted whether he was Zhao Yuan from Blackwater City, and asked him to draw. Not only was it necessary, but it was also a test.

Zhao Yuan is currently riding a tiger, and if he refuses, the girl will definitely doubt his identity and even send someone to investigate.

painted!

Zhao Yuan had no better choice. With his current strength, he couldn't deal with the two powerful warriors behind the girl. What's more, this was at the foot of Fanjingmen Mountain. If there was any trouble, it would be a big deal.

.

"Thank you, sir."

The girl smiled slightly, thanked him, asked Zhao Yuan where he lived, left a deposit of 20,000 imperial coins, took the "River and Mountain Map" and left.

From beginning to end, the woman in gorgeous robes and the two strong men beside the girl did not say a word.

Cao Shenxian chased the girl for a while, and saw that the girl had no fortune-telling skills. He was also afraid of the two big men and the woman in robes with a cold face, and did not dare to get close to entangle him. He had to return to the fortune-telling stall dejectedly and stared at Zhao Yuan.

With the thick imperial coins in his hand, his eyes seemed to glow with golden light.

"Cao Shenxian, go buy some food and drinks. Let's get drunk today!" Zhao Yuan handed all the imperial coins in his hand to Cao Shenxian.

"You can't use so much..." Cao Shenxian grabbed the imperial coin with a greedy look on his face.

"Just think of it as the rent for this broken table." Zhao Yuan laughed loudly.

"Ah... haha... I got rich, grandma, I, Cao Shenxian, also got rich sometimes. Grandpa's grandfather's grandfather was right. This Jingshan Town really prospered our Cao family, haha... God opened his eyes.

, God is finally satisfied with our Cao family..." Cao Shenxian let out a strange and strange laugh, which made passers-by look at him.

"Give it to me!" Zhao Yuan grabbed the imperial coin.

"Ah... what are you doing?" Cao Shenxian was not prepared for Zhao Yuan to snatch his imperial coins. He was caught off guard and was snatched away by Zhao Yuan. His blood-curdling laughter suddenly stopped.


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