"Mr. He, are you sure?" Feeling the overwhelming heat outside the fire room, Liu Changqing was slightly startled... He could not connect the firewood man who lit the fire with the master of painting.
"If you are looking for Lin Fan, then this is the only place. There are many guys named Lin in Longkongxuan, but there is only one named Lin Fan. There is absolutely no mistake. And... this Lin Fan is still me.
The new recruit, I'm very impressed with him..." He Xinlan said this, her expression was a little embarrassed. No one knew the reason why she was so impressed than her. She was thinking in her heart, if this person really has something to do with the royal family
The rich and powerful have connections, so they must compensate themselves well.
"It's very hot in the fire room. Do you want to ask him to come out?"
"No need...since you came uninvited, you should take the initiative to visit to show your sincerity." Beitang Xian waved his hand, opened the door and walked straight into it.
Several people came one after another behind him. After entering, Beitangxian only felt a rush of heat coming towards him. The heat here is amazing, and it was like this before summer. Beitangxian couldn't imagine that if it were summer, the people here would have to endure this.
Kind of temperature?
Chen Shijun used his spiritual power to erect a barrier to dissipate the heat here. Under the leadership of He Xinlan, he went deep into the fire room. The big men in the fire room all cast their eyes in astonishment, and the movements of their hands paused at the same time.
Although all of them are old men and have not read many books, it does not mean that they are ignorant. Many of them recognized Liu Changqing at once, and their minds were a little confused. They could not imagine that such a first-class bachelor of Beitang, who had won the Saint
How could this heart-warming person end up in the most difficult fire room in Longkongxuan?
He Xinlan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and finally her eyes fell on a corner and said: "Master, let's see, is he the person you are looking for?"
Everyone looked around and saw a young man in blue Kung Fu, holding a pair of tongs, holding a bundle of firewood and putting it into the fire, sparks rising from the fire.
The young man turned his back to the crowd, concentrating on his work and not paying attention to the eyes behind him.
At this time, the fire room had just started working. It was not the hottest time in the fire room, but if an ordinary person stayed here for a while, he would definitely be sweating profusely. But what is surprising is that this young man did not seem to feel it at all.
The heat here seems to be very different. He is completely different from the other big men whose naked bodies are still covered with beads of sweat. He is neatly dressed and there is not a drop of sweat on his body.
He is surprisingly quiet and mysterious, making people feel a refreshing coolness even from a distance.
Is he an expert at painting?
Liu Changqing was not sure. He took a few steps closer and saw the young man's profile. His first impression was doubt. Because this man was too young and was far from the master of painting in his mind. He looked at it with some hesitation.
The other party looked at this face and tried his best to see something. But he felt that there was some indescribable depth under that peaceful face.
He is a great scholar of a country. In addition to tutoring two princes, he also teaches tens of thousands of disciples in the National Academy of Scholars. He can be said to have read countless people. But at this moment, Liu Changqing was shocked to find that he could not see through this young man.
Liu Changqing squinted his eyes, looking at the extremely quiet back of the young man, and was in a daze. Gradually, he had the illusion that this back was superimposed on the back of the mysterious painting seller in the market that day. Suddenly,
Make his heart skip a beat!
At this moment, he was already 90% sure that the young man in front of him was the wife of the expert selling paintings!
As the saying goes, a writer can reach far through tranquility. When painting, the body is empty and the mind is quiet, and the paintings made will become more vivid and subtle. In this young man, Liu Changqing felt this feeling of tranquility. In fact, this kind of tranquility has exceeded
It has exceeded the scope that he can understand, or it is already above the realm of "quietness", and there is an additional meaning of "silence" in it.
Liu Changqing looked at the young man's back in rapt attention, and made a slight self-mockery. He had been studying for decades and read countless books, and the tranquility he had accumulated must be far, far away from this young man...
"Sister He, are you looking for me?" Zhuo Yifan covered the fire and looked calmly at the people behind him. He had expected these people to come to him, so he was not surprised.
He Xinlan shook her head, turned to Liu Changqing and the others with a slight smile on her face, and immediately said to the big men in the fire room: "Turn off the flames and go out for a while." After saying that, she bowed slightly to the three of them and said to herself
He also withdrew.
Soon, everyone in the fire room died, leaving only Zhuo Yifan and Liu Changqing.
"Little brother, are you Lin Fan?"
Seeing that everyone was crazy, Liu Changqing looked at him with a smile, "Did you make that monster picture?"
Zhuo Yifan nodded without hesitation: "It's my humble work."
Although he had expected it, Liu Changqing still gasped after receiving the clear answer. Everyone including Beitangxian and Chen Shijun behind him felt deeply shocked!
"This painting is really amazing!" Liu Changqing marveled in admiration.
"It's just random graffiti. It can't be said to be magical. Compared with my master, it is simply a world of difference." Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Since he is pretending to be a master, he must pretend to be a master to the end. Only the stronger his own skills can show the strength of the master behind him.
Beitangxian has always believed that there are gods in this world. To him, this young man is a god. The magic weapon they searched for throughout the country is not as good as the other party's random scribbling. It is really unbelievable, but at the same time
I have to admit that this is true.
If Beitang is lucky enough to win over this young man... Thinking of this, Beitang Xian was completely excited, even more excited than the moment he ascended the throne. He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and asked respectfully:
"I would like to ask Brother Lin, is your master's surname Gao? Where is he now?"
If there were royal dignitaries here, they would definitely be surprised.
Because the three people here all have outstanding status in Beitang, one of them is the current Holy Emperor, needless to say, and the other two, one is a first-grade bachelor of Beitang, who is truly a person who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people, and his status is even higher than that of the Prime Minister.
The other is the current leader of Dongchang, the most powerful person under the current Holy Master. When the three of them go out, they have always had others to salute and bow to them, but now they salute to one person at the same time. This scene is really shocking!
Zhuo Yifan looked at the three of them and said calmly: "My master traveled all over the world with no fixed whereabouts. He sold his paintings a few days ago and left me a few silver coins before leaving. I was born in the Beitang border area.
, I met my master when I was very young, and he taught me his painting skills." Zhuo Yifan did not deliberately falsify his identity, Lin Fan's identity was a good cover-up, and if the other party investigated, there would be a case to follow.
Beitang Xian's face turned red and he said: "This... is all presumptuous. I hope Brother Lin won't mind... My master's painting skills are superb, and he travels around the world with no fixed whereabouts. He must be an expert in the sect.
Such masters are indeed beyond the control of mere mortals like us."
Although Beitangxian said he would not ask about Master Zhuo Yifan's affairs, he still wanted to tease out some things. After all, this was a legendary master of the sect. If he could win over him, it would definitely be of great benefit to Beitang.
In Tianyu, although almost 99% of the people in Beitang and Nanjun combined are mortals, it does not mean that they do not know about the sect. Because in their eyes, sects are places where immortals emerge.
Nowadays, the relationship between Beitang and Nanjun seems to be peaceful, but in fact it is in dire straits. Once they fight, it will definitely be a lose-lose situation for both sides.
But if we can win over the support of the sect, this situation will change! (To be continued.)