An ordinary old man can always think of the villagers, and this kind of heart moved Lin Fei.
At the same time, the old man's family situation also made him sigh. He struggled all his life, but in the end, his descendants treated him like this. It was really unfair.
In the old man, there is pride, struggle, pride, hard to say, and desolation.
Lin Fei saw many emotions in a person, as if he had seen many kinds of Taos.
In the old man's life, countless Taos have appeared, such as greed Tao. When he was doing business, a son advised him to be short of weight, but he never did that. He also had the Tao of desire.
After he made money, some young and beautiful women tried their best to marry him, but he was not moved at all and had a wife with a ugly and ugly figure for life until she passed away.
"Although the old man is ordinary, he sticks to an extraordinary way, and what he firms on is a right way."
Lin Fei gave this old man a very high evaluation. Many monks could not achieve such a righteous way. When facing spirit stones, secret treasures, and ancient scriptures, monks often kill each other and cannot calm down.
When facing a better Taoist partner, they often kill their ex Taoist partner in cold blood to get a better Taoist partner.
The world of monks is even more cruel, and it also makes the Tao of most monks crooked.
"Old man, what have you been sticking to..." Lin Fei walked out of the night and slowly walked towards the old man.
The old man was not panicked, but just smiled and said, "What am I sticking to? Maybe it's loyalty. He is loyal to everyone, loyalty to his wife, and loyalty to his unfilial children and grandchildren..."
"Okay, old man, you have great wisdom, I feel better than me..." Lin Fei praised, and then shot a silver light and penetrated into the old man's eyebrows.
This is a spiritual power that can nourish the old man's body and ensure that he will live for another three or five years without any problem.
The old man finally lay down next to the dry well, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.
Lin Fei sighed and then stopped entering the night.
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The next day, a calligraphy and painting shop appeared on a remote street in the small town.
The store owner is a young man, wearing a black robe, his eyes are always closed, as if he is a blind man.
This incident soon attracted the interest of people in the small town. A blind man opened a calligraphy and painting shop, which is still unheard of.
Soon some people came in to see the paintings in this calligraphy and painting shop. The calligraphy and painting shop was not big, covering an area of only more than 100 square meters, and there were not many paintings hanging inside, only eighteen paintings.
"Wow, it's so beautiful, this painting is so realistic..."
"This woman is so beautiful, she is simply the fairy in the sky. How much does this painting cost..."
There are eighteen paintings, some of which are painted in landscapes, and some are painted in figures. Several of them are painted in women, which are really vivid and have extraordinary painting skills.
All the ordinary people came. Lin Fei sat upright in front of the painting platform and closed his eyes and said, "Each painting is one million spirit stones..."
"Well……"
"So expensive? You're crazy about money..."
"Ordinary people can't afford it at all, and monks can't afford this price..."
This price is stunning, and many people think that Lin Fei is crazy about money. Although these paintings are wonderful, they can't see the tricks if they say they are worth one million spirit stones.
Lin Fei said, "People who are destined to come and buy it. People who are not destined to do not need to offer a price. It is useless if they buy it. It is just some ordinary paintings."
"Uh, this boss is really interesting..."
"Yes, it's obviously some ordinary paintings, but it's so expensive..."
"It's so expensive, I can't sell a pair for ten years. No matter which spirit stone has more fever, it won't burn here..."
The price offered by Lin Fei was unsatisfactory. After many people appreciated it, they could only sigh and leave.
After a while, several middle-aged aunts left the calligraphy and painting shop together, but they left with a picture of Qishan landscape hidden.
Lin Fei took back the Qishan landscape map and hung it on the wall.
“Go away…”
The three women looked at each other. They were just ordinary people. Unexpectedly, Lin Fei would be a monk.
Lin Fei did not do anything to them, but just let them leave. The brush in his hand never stopped and kept scribing it on the painting stage in front of him.
But the drawing process was too slow, and even some of the onlookers just now lost the fun of watching and left early.
The next day, Lin Fei's calligraphy and painting shop became famous in the small town.
A blind man opened a calligraphy and painting shop, which contained eighteen paintings, each of which was priced at one million spirit stones. This news spread like wildfire in the small town and immediately attracted many monks to watch.
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In a few days, thousands of monks came to watch, all of whom were amazed at Lin Fei's superb painting skills, but no one bought the paintings in the store, and they just came to appreciate them.
During this period, several aunts also did what they did. Several monks wanted to secretly steal the painting, but Lin Fei took it back.
At this point, Lin Fei became more famous. It turned out that this blind man was a high-level monk and was likely to be a hidden master.
This attracted more monks to watch, but they just wanted to talk to each other, but Lin Fei never said a word, and he went from blind to deaf and mute again.
Three months passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin Fei's calligraphy and painting shop became deserted, and few people came to visit his calligraphy and painting.
Lin Fei is still painting his. His 19th painting has already begun to show signs. If the old man was here, he would definitely be surprised, because Lin Fei is painting none other than the old man.
However, the picture is not an old man, but a young man with beautiful eyes. This is when the old man was young, he had read some ancient books, but he looked a bit elegant.
Lin Fei was portraying this old man. He wanted to draw the old man's life, and he had to draw three paintings in total.
One looks like an old man in his youth, the other looks like an old man in his middle age, and the other looks like an old man in his old age.
Lin Fei had finished paintings of the old man in his youth, and half of his head had not been finished. At this time, a middle-aged man came into the calligraphy and painting shop.
The middle-aged man wore a jade crown on his head, a brocade robe, and a black iron fairy sword around his waist. He was so heroic that he was full of the majesty of the superiors.
He entered the calligraphy and painting shop, first looked at Lin Fei, and found that Lin Fei had not seen any spiritual energy. A strange color flashed through his tiger's eyes, and then he started to turn around the shop.
Finally, he stopped in front of the woman's painting and stared at her for a long time. He asked, "Is the person in this painting your Taoist partner?"
Lin Fei did not answer, and the pen in his hand was still fixed on the drawing paper, but a trace of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He drew it for three consecutive months, and this stroke was extremely important.
After outlining this, even if half of the young old man's head is completed, he can still take a rest and take a breath.
"I think it's not your Taoist couple. You didn't draw that kind of affection in her eyes. It's probably because you are interested in her, but she is ruthless to you..." The middle-aged man said to himself, his voice was not
Let Lin Fei listen to the novel.
Lin Fei ignored him and heard the guy say, "Her eyes were filled with a sense of pride. You can imagine that this is an amazing female cultivator. If I was not wrong, this woman might be the body of a celestial immortal.
In her eyes, only people who are also immortals can deserve her, and you may not be far from reaching this qualification, but there is a hint of appreciation in her eyes. Obviously, she admires you very much. But you are still
She has not crossed the bottom line in her heart, and it is very different. She cannot become a Taoist partner with you..."
"This guy knows painting very well..." Lin Fei thought to himself. This middle-aged man can be said to be the one who knows painting the most in recent months.
This middle-aged man has entered the holy realm and has arrived at the second level of the saint. He can be said to be a rare master.
Lin Fei opened his Fen Tian Eye and tried to see through this guy's past, but what shocked him was that he could not see through it.
This middle-aged man is not simple. Lin Fei moved his fingertips and outlined the last stroke in his hand, drawing half of the young old man's head.
"If you want it, one million spirit stones will be enough..."
Lin Fei sat down in front of the painting stage, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and slowly took a sip.
This woman's picture is the most popular of the eighteen paintings, because the one on the picture is not someone else, but the one on the Tianchi Saint dances in the clear shadow.
Just as the middle-aged man said, Wu Qingying's attitude towards him can be said to be a little appreciation for him, but he has no idea about that aspect of himself.
Wu Qingying looks kind, but Lin Fei knows that she is actually an extremely proud woman, even more arrogant than Yu Niang and the four empresses in Tianchi.
The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and took off Wu Qingying's painting, and pushed Lin Fei over with a silver bag.
This silver bag is unique to the Continent of Ascension. It can store a large amount of spirit stones, which is easier to put than in the Sea of Wheels.
"This is a million spirit stones. If there were any pictures of such women, I would have come..." The middle-aged man did not talk to Lin Fei too much, and walked out of the store with the pictures.
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After a while, a sentence came from Lin Fei's ear: "Fellow Taoist, don't keep people from thousands of miles away. I am also a hard-working practitioner. I believe that the fellow Taoist should have not yet killed the Taoist Taoist. I hope the fellow Taoist can be
Be able to successfully kill the way..."
"This guy is not simple. I am afraid that the cultivation level of the second level of the saint will be suppressed by him..." Lin Fei thought to himself. The strength of this middle-aged man is far from as simple as it seems.
Lin Fei shook his head and didn't think about anything more. He closed the store and prepared for the closing today.
His calligraphy and painting shop is only open for three hours a day, so it closes early every day.
There is another floor above the calligraphy and painting shop. Lin Fei set up a swing on the rooftop. Every day when the shop is closed, he will sit on the swing and look up at the starry sky and be stunned.
"Master, are you okay there?"
Lin Fei looked up at the starry sky and found a relatively bright star, shining with golden colors, very dazzling.