Looking at the flying scrolls, Liang Guangqiu was not panicked: "Painter Li, where did you take my Liang family?"
Li Shabai's voice echoed in his ears: "Who said this is your Liang family? These are clearly my guests from Goulan."
Liang Guangqiu smiled and said: "Whether it's a guest or a family member, please hand them over quickly."
"So what if I don't pay?"
Liang Guangqiu smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's not worth it to form a relationship with the True God Canglong for a mortal."
"That's not what you said. I'm just a mortal."
Liang Guangqiu suddenly lost his patience: "Painter Li, don't keep talking. If you don't hand him over, I won't leave."
"Shifang, this guest said he won't leave."
Mi Shifang's voice came: "It's better not to leave. It's rare for distinguished guests to visit us. Staying longer will bring a lot of honor to our Goulan."
"It's not enough to just let people stay, but also to serve them with good wine and tea!"
A hanging painting flew toward him. Liang Guangqiu realized something was wrong and immediately dodged.
So what if you don’t dodge, won’t you just get patted down?
Other paintings might just be photographed, but Liang Guangqiu could tell that this painting was special. Once he touched it, his whole body would fall into it.
Although he was Xingjun, Liang Guangqiu did not want to fall into Li Shabai's scroll. He dodged the scroll that came towards him, and the scroll that came towards him from the left was knocked away by him with Demon Nirvana.
With the help of domineering perception, he saw Li Shabai's figure, and now it was time for him to fight back.
He first used his golden scales to kill himself, and dozens of golden scales cleared the way and flew towards Li Shabai.
Li Shabai dodged the golden scales, and Liang Guangqiu stepped forward and used the skill of coiling a python.
Li Shabai's body was twisted by the giant python, but there was no trace of pain on his face.
Liang Guangqiu was startled and realized something was wrong.
Li Shabai's figure gradually disappeared and turned into shreds of paper on the ground.
This is a painting!
He looked around and found that the scenery around the elegant room was slowly distorting.
They were all paintings, and he was already immersed in the paintings.
When did I enter Li Shabai's paintings?
Without any time to think, Liang Guangqiu revealed the image of a giant dragon.
The twisting dragon tried to break through the wall in front of it, but saw that the wall turned into a sheet of ink beads, floating around.
Liang Guangqiu took a breath of cold air.
When did Li Shabai become so powerful!
…
After a cup of tea, a giant dragon covered in ink flew out of the ten-square hook fence with difficulty.
The spectators in the hook fence only felt a strong wind blowing by, but they did not see the figure of the giant dragon.
A guest shouted: "Add some charcoal fire, the night breeze is a bit cold."
Mi Shifang ordered the waiter to add charcoal, then looked at the elegant room with a smile on his face.
Master's combat power is already superior to that of Xingjun.
This is the foundation of my painting!
"Master, why did you let him go like this?"
"It's not that easy to keep him. This man is not an ordinary star official."
…
Liang Jixiong was in a studio, looking around for an exit.
Suddenly I saw Li Shabai appear in the studio, calmly preparing pen and paper.
"Painter Li, I had a few quarrels with Mr. Yangmen Xing just now, so there is no need for the painter to get into a serious fight."
Li Shabai shook his head and said: "That is not a matter of a few words, it is a matter of life and death."
Liang Jixiong shook his head and said: "The painter may have misunderstood. Yangmen Xingjun came here to take me to the Star Palace."
"Elder Shengwei's cultivation is still at the third level. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to this star palace, and I'm afraid Yangmen Xingjun doesn't have the good intentions."
Liang Jixiong frowned and said, "How do you know the painter didn't mean well?"
Li Shabai spread out the painting paper and said: "Elder Shengwei, let's take a look at a painting first."
Liang Jixiong stepped forward, and Li Shabai outlined the territory of Daxuan with a few strokes: "This is Daxuan."
Liang Jixiong nodded.
Li Shabai dipped some more ink and sketched a vast ocean: "This is the sea."
Liang Jixiong nodded again.
Li Shabai then drew a large piece of thick fog: "This is the country of Yelang."
Liang Jixiong was stunned: "The painter doesn't know what Yelang Kingdom looks like?"
"I know a thing or two, but it's hard to see the whole picture."
Liang Jixiong smiled and said: "There is a map of Yelang Kingdom in the palace. If the painter wants to see it, I will bring it."
He could sense that Li Shabai's condition was abnormal, and he continued to talk, trying to leave Shifang Goulan as soon as possible.
Li Shabai chuckled: "Those so-called maps are all drawn with feet."
Liang Jixiong frowned: "How do you say this?"
"The map of Yelang Kingdom was pieced together bit by bit by Yelang people based on their footsteps and memory.
The map of Daxuan was drawn by the Kujihan star in the sky, can the color be the same?"
"How do you know that the map of Qiancheng Kingdom was not drawn by Kuji Hanxing?"
Li Shabai shook his head and said: "The Kuji Hanxing cannot see the Yelang Kingdom. The whole picture of the Yelang Kingdom cannot be looked directly at."
Yelang country cannot be looked directly at?
Liang Jixiong had heard similar statements, and then smiled and said: "This is the arrogant rhetoric of Yelang people."
"This is not arrogance," Li Shabai added a few strokes in the scroll. Under the thick fog, there seemed to be a vague figure moving.
"There is an evil spirit in Yelang Kingdom, so we cannot look directly at its full picture. Yangmen Xingjun's cultivation is above the second level, and he also has a star palace. His form and spirit are above the mortal world. He cannot go to Yelang Kingdom, otherwise he will wake up.
Such evil."
While speaking, Li Shabai sketched a few more strokes and painted the appearance of Yangmen Xingjun in the corner of the scroll.
"He can't see it and can't go there, but why does he know that Princess Yuyao's cultivation level has reached the fifth level?"
Liang Jixiong was startled.
Liang Yuyao's cultivation improved after she went to Qiancheng Kingdom. Except for Xu Zhiqiong, Liang Jixiong never told anyone about this matter.
And Xu Zhiqiong would never leak the news.
According to what Li Shabai said, if Liang Guangqiu couldn't see Yelang Kingdom and couldn't go to Yelang Kingdom, how could he know Yuyao's cultivation level?
"Perhaps the star officer has a sense of the clan members, and Yangmen Xingjun can sense that Yuyao's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds." Liang Jixiong found a seemingly reasonable explanation.
Li Shabai shook his head and said: "The elder is joking. If Yangmen Xingjun really has feelings, how can he say that Liang Xianchun has a fourth-level cultivation level?"
Liang Jixiong blinked and said: "Although Xianchun is a little stupid, his cultivation is not fake..."
Elder Shengwei, you spend too much time thinking about your subordinates, but you neglect your subordinates.
How can Liang Xianchun have any fourth-grade cultivation? Her cultivation was created by Zhong Shen."
"Zhong Shen?" Liang Jixiong was shocked.
Li Shabai painted another painting, the tenderness between the bed and the bed was vividly painted, and even Liang Xianchun's masterpiece poem on the peach was painted.
Liang Jixiong looked at the scroll and didn't know what to say.
He knew that there was an affair between Liang Xianchun and Zhong Shen, but this vivid spring painting made him re-recognize Liang Xianchun's skills and also re-recognize Zhong Shen's literary talent.
None of these are important. What is important is, why did Yangmen Xingjun lie to him?
Yangmen Xingjun wants to kill me?
Why did he want to kill me?
Is this his own idea, or was he instigated by others?
Who can instruct Yangmen Xingjun? Xingxiu Kangjinlong?
Or is it……
True God Canglong?
Liang Jixiong looked at Li Shabai.
Li Shabai pondered for a moment and said, "Speaking of Zhong Shen, is he in the palace now?"
Liang Jixiong was suddenly startled, and he realized a serious problem.
The emperor may be in danger.
"No! I have to return to the capital immediately."
Li Shabai shook his head and said: "You can't go to the capital. Yangmen Xingjun is about to take your life. You are far from his fighting power. If you go there, it will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
I can't go with you either. If he uses some means to let me get back some memories, even I don't know what I will become."
Liang Jixiong listened half-comprehensively. He didn't care much and turned around and walked out of the studio.
After leaving the studio, there is a tea room.
Exiting the tea room is the Goulan private room.
After leaving the private room, we came to the Goulan stage, where a group of dancers danced around Liang Jixiong, just waiting for Liang Jixiong to sing a song.
After pushing aside the dancer, he walked off the stage, passed through a group of spectators, and came to the outside of the hook rail. Liang Jixiong entered the studio again.
Looking at Li Shabai who was still preparing drawing paper, Liang Jixiong said angrily: "What on earth are you going to do?"
Li Shabai raised his head and said with a smile: "Li has something to ask of me, and I hope the elder can help me."
"What's the matter?"
Li Shabai rubbed his hands and said, "I want to draw a picture."
"You can paint whatever you want, what does that have to do with me?"
"The one I want to draw is Elder Shengwei."
Liang Jixiong gritted his teeth.
It's useless to be angry, he can sense Li Shabai's strength.
As long as Li Shabai doesn't let him go, he will never get out of this painting formation.
Liang Jixiong pulled up a chair and sat in front of Li Shabai: "That's it, I'll just sit here and let you draw!"
Li Shabai shook his head and said, "You can't sit here."
"Then what do you want?"
Li Shabai's eyes were bright: "I brought Miss Jinghan, you two will paint for me together!"
Liang Jixiong took a deep breath and looked at Li Shabai with a pale face.
The studio door opened, and Miss Jinghan, the master of the Shushu Pavilion in Yinggeyuan, walked in slowly.
"Ji Xiong, come on, I just like the look on your face right now."
…
In the main hall of Canglong Hall, two Canglong guards were sweeping.
A burst of domineering power struck, and the two Canglong Guards immediately lowered their heads.
In shock, they slowly raised their heads and saw a man in his fifties standing in the middle of the hall.
The man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Tell the emperor to come and see me."
…
In the palace, Emperor Changle is holding a candle in the library and reviewing memorials.
The chamberlain Lu Yun came to report the joy: "Your Majesty! The Divine Lord has come to the Canglong Palace!"
"Is it Mr. Dun Wanxing?" Emperor Changle smiled, "What a fuss. I have met Mr. Dun Wanxing. He is quite easy-going."
Lu Yun said happily: "It's not Mr. Dun Wanxing, but Mr. Yangmen Xing. He wants to see you."
Yangmen Xingjun?
Emperor Changle was startled: "Are you serious?"
"Really, all the Canglong Guards are gathered in the main hall, waiting for His Majesty to pass."
Emperor Changle straightened his clothes and was about to go out when he suddenly stopped and asked, "Is Elder Shengwei in Canglong Hall?"
Lu Yunxi blinked his eyes and said: "Elder Shengwei went to the north. I haven't asked whether he's coming back tonight."
"Go and ask clearly. If Elder Shengwei comes back, let him come to see me first."
Lu Yunxi left.
Emperor Changle felt more and more that something was wrong.
Yangmen Xingjun was Liang Guangqiu, a member of the clan, and Emperor Changle knew this.
But since he left the mortal world, there has never been any news from him.
Why did tonight come suddenly?
Not long after, Lu Yunxi came back: "Your Majesty, Elder Shengwei is still in the north and has not returned yet."
"Find a way to send a message to Elder Shengwei and tell him about the situation here!"
"The Canglong Guards are still waiting outside the palace gate."
Emperor Changle waved his hand and said: "Tell them that I am not feeling well today and it is not suitable to leave the palace. I will go to see Lord Xing tomorrow."
Lu Yunxi turned to leave, but Emperor Changle stopped him: "Tell Zhong Shen and Han Chen to come to the palace immediately. The sooner the better!"