Chapter 150
Fang Ming and Lu Xiaoyu walked on the dirt road across Zhangpo Village. After a while, the two came to Zhang Yaozong's door.

I saw an old man sitting in front of the house with an easel in front of him. There were various paint buckets next to him. There were paint pens in the buckets. The old man was holding an outline brush and dipping ink from time to time on the easel. outlined on a piece of rough white silk.

Only after drawing a rough pattern or frame with a liner pen, you can use a paint pen to dip in the corresponding paint to start coloring.

In front of the big man's door, there are still all kinds of paintings.

This big man is Zhang Yaozong.

Fang Ming stood not far away and did not step forward to disturb the big man. He wanted to wait until the big man stopped writing his pen before he came forward to visit.

Fang Ming didn't speak, and Lu Xiaoyu didn't take the initiative to speak. However, her eyes fell on the paintings with admiration, and she kept admiring them.

"Young man, here we come again." Zhang Yaozong didn't stop the pen in his hand, looked up at Fang Ming, opened his mouth lightly, then withdrew his eyes and continued to paint.

"Here we come." Fang Ming said lightly, but he didn't expect the other party to remember him.

"Which painting do you want this time, I will give it to you."

"Don't draw this time."

"Oh." Zhang Yaozong was stunned and said, "Then what do you want?"

"We will discuss it in detail after the master has finished painting."

"It's almost finished."

Lu Xiaoyu and Fang Ming stood aside, waiting quietly.

At this moment, a man and a woman passed by here. Both of them have good looks. The woman has picturesque eyebrows, a soft face, and her gestures reveal a feminine temperament, while the man is dressed in a white robe. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he came arm in arm with the woman and came swaying. At first glance, he knew that this was a pair of Bi people, as if they came from other places.

When the woman saw the paintings in front of Zhang Yaozong's gate, she stopped for a while, Yurong showed curiosity and joy, and said to the man: "Sir, those paintings are good, they should be drawn by that old man, this old man's painting skills are good, my husband bought them for me." A few paintings, go back and hang on the wall, it must be very artistic."

"Madam, if you like it, I'll buy it all for you." The man stretched out his finger and gently touched the tip of the woman's nose, full of teasing interest.

The woman giggled, and the two of them got closer, even squeezed together. This unsuitable scene did not attract Lu Xiaoyu's attention, but Lu Xiaoyu's gaze was always attracted by the painting in front of the door .

"I'll just pick a few, you don't need so many, you can't handle any more." The woman smiled shyly, and walked towards Zhang Yaozong, holding the man's arm.

The two ignored Fang Ming and Lu Xiaoyu, and walked very close to Zhang Yaozong. The man put the fan on his belt, bowed and said: "The younger generation pays homage to the master, my wife likes these paintings, can she choose a few, how many?" Silver taels, the master just asks for it."

Zhang Yaozong stopped what he was doing, looked away from the painting, looked at the man, looked at the woman again, and then focused on the painting again, put down the outline pen in his hand, picked up the paint pen from one of the paint buckets, and started As he smeared it on the painting, two words came out of his mouth: "Not for sale."

As soon as this remark came out, the man paused slightly, turned his head to look at the woman, and continued to say to Zhang Yaozong: "What do you mean, Master, are you worried that we won't pay the money?"

Zhang Yaozong turned a deaf ear to the man's words and continued to paint.

Fang Ming was a little surprised at Zhang Yaozong's blunt refusal, but he felt in his heart that Zhang Yaozong was definitely not that rude person, and he must have his reasons for not selling paintings to these two people.

The man felt a little angry, his chest fluctuated, especially when his woman was standing next to him, he felt very shameless, so he took out a cloth bag, handed it out, and said: "These can buy all your paintings, but I only want you A few of them."

Zhang Yaozong still ignored him and was serious about coloring.

The man's face was flushed, and the hand holding the cloth bag did not take back in time. Even the woman behind him, with an angry face, stepped forward and stood beside the man, wanting to defend him, and angrily shouted at Zhang Yaozong: "Old man, you Don't know how to flatter, just your broken painting, we don't even want it if you give it to us, my husband, let's go."

After the woman finished speaking, she stretched out her immature arms, trying to pull back the man's hand that stretched out the bag.

Suddenly, a thrilling scene happened.

At the same time, an aura of the early stage of Foundation Establishment erupted from both the man and the woman, and all the surrounding paintings, paint buckets, silk cloth, pens and other utensils were blown away.

A green light erupted from the man's sleeve in an instant, and went straight to Zhang Yaozong's eyebrows. At the same time, the woman's jade finger flicked suddenly, and a powerful wave, like a turbulent undercurrent, moved towards Zhang Yaozong's heart. rush away.

But what was surprising was that when the spells of the two were about to hit Zhang Yaozong's body, the latter's body was instantly golden, and golden runes floated out of his body. The runes were like casting gold liquid, mysterious and holy, buzzing, and circulating in front of him at a high speed.

The roar reverberated, and the house behind Zhang Yaozong was affected, and half of it collapsed in an instant, but Zhang Yaozong himself was still fine. The golden rune's defense was too strong, and the means of this man and woman could not penetrate the golden rune at all.

From the woman stretching out her hand to the collapse of Zhang Yaozong's house, it took only a moment.

Lu Xiaoyu was so frightened by this sudden and dangerous scene that he lost his mind and screamed. Fang Ming was also startled for a moment, but he reacted very quickly and used his body to protect Lu Xiaoyu in an instant to prevent her from being erupted by the two men and women. Injured by his breath, Fang Ming picked up Lu Xiaoyu, turned into a ray of light and flew away.

Even the people nearby were frightened and ran away.

Before this, the man and the woman used the secret method to completely suppress the aura of their cultivation. They didn't dare to radiate the slightest sense of consciousness. They suppressed them and became mortals to kill Zhang Yaozong. Because they didn't radiate their consciousness, they couldn't detect Fang Ming. Their cultivation levels fluctuated, and they didn't recognize the characteristics of Qing Lingzong's robes, so they just regarded Fang Ming and Lu Xiaoyu as passers-by who stayed here to look at the paintings.

But the man and the woman never expected that when they erupted with aura of cultivation to kill Zhang Yaozong, Zhang Yaozong was actually protected by a secret magic barrier. After improving a bit, the people next to him turned out to be monks, because they were all focused on Zhang Yaozong, so they didn't really realize what Fang Ming's cultivation level was.

However, the man and woman concluded that Fang Ming flew away with Lu Xiaoyu in his arms, presumably because he did not want to cause trouble or be implicated, so he flew away to seek refuge.

If the man and woman had known about Fang Ming's cultivation in advance, they would certainly not have acted so hastily.

(End of this chapter)

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