I became a peerless master

Chapter 14 It's All Little Things
Chapter 14: It’s all trivial matters
When the sun rises on the east peak, the vitality suddenly rises, and the purple air lingers ~

Only at the moment when his eyes touched this painting with wet ink, Master Yang Ming, who was at the peak of the Hollow Realm, unconsciously fell into a certain real scene.

Immediately, the rich Dao Law is like sunshine, constantly swaying to the world.

Although the bystanders who just watched the sun shine on the earth couldn't really feel the feeling of the purple qi rising and the turbid qi falling, Yang Ming only felt that his Dao heart was extremely comfortable.

Just like in the early morning of early winter, a shivering person suddenly steps into the warm embrace of the sun.

The Taoist heart is warming up, the Taoist heart is transforming...

"How about the picture, old gentlemen?"

At the critical moment when Yang Ming fell into transformation and promotion, that gentle and indifferent voice sounded, immediately kicking him out of his mysterious and mysterious state without mercy.

In normal times, if someone dared to interrupt his breakthrough in understanding so unreasonably, Yang Ming would have to fight desperately with the other party, but here, he did not dare to be presumptuous at all.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze, he resisted the urge not to look at the still ink-stained "Sunrise at the Eastern Peak". Before Yang Ming could speak, Chen Guanshan had already spoken:

"Mr.'s work has lofty intentions, perfect artistic conception, and profound painting skills. If I can use one word to describe it, that is——perfect."

With such a comment on his lips, Chen Guanshan's heart was close to bursting.

Damn, what level is your painting? How dare we little scumbags comment on it?The key is that this painting is full of Dao rhyme. With my level of Chen Guanshan, I can't even get started with the middle way. How can I give you an evaluation?

However, the vigor and purple energy contained in this painting fit perfectly with the "Second Ninth Mysterious Art" practiced by this guy Yang Ming.

As expected, my disciple got it right, 'no worries, no worries', Yang Ming really doesn't have any worries now.

Senior Song should have known that we would come, otherwise how to explain that the ink on the painting that fits with Yang Ming's Taiyue Tower technique is not dry?

Unpredictable and prophetic, it is really profound!
No, it doesn't have to be a prophet. Such a character has deep meaning in every word and deed. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

The day before the Daze Fairy Banquet, Xuemo saw that he got the painting that was enough to make my Daze sect flourish for hundreds of thousands of years.

After Yang Ming, an old guy, gave the old man a fifth-grade elixir to solve the crisis of Dazezong, he completed this work again.

"Chen Laomiu praised it. It's just a mundane acrobatics, and it doesn't deserve the adjective 'perfect'."

Being praised by the old man, although he had expected the result, Song Ye still rarely felt a little satisfied.

Just kidding, if Xiaoye's painting skills are not added with the methods of those cultivators, he will definitely be superior to others.

This old man Chen Dashan can see the profound painting skills, which is enough to show that the other party is really a person who loves calligraphy and painting.

Don't you see that I have been selling groceries for so long, and those old men and women around me rushed to give a "perfect" evaluation.

"Don't dare to be, dare not be..."

Hearing Song Ye call himself 'Old Chen', Chen Guanshan waved his hands again and again, and said humbly:
"A master is a teacher. Mr. Song's attainments in calligraphy and painting are already countless times better than the two old men. If you don't mind, sir, just call me 'Old Chen'."

He found a very reasonable reason, and by the way, praised the other party again, Chen Guanshan was secretly happy.

I finally found the rhythm of getting along with this mysterious powerhouse.

"Brother Chen is right. Today I have to look at Mr. Song's "Sunrise on the Eastern Peak". The old man knows the green mountains beyond the mountains. Mr. Chen is a great talent. Please accept my little old man's respect."

Here, Chen Guanshan had already had a fierce fight with this mysterious superpower, how could Yang Ming show weakness, and immediately got up tremblingly from his seat, and bowed deeply to Song Ye.

I'll wipe it. This old man's body is shaking so hard. Don't kill yourself in a moment of excitement~

Song Ye couldn't help feeling nervous at Yang Ming's trembling gift.

There was no other reason. When he was at the door of the grocery store just now, he watched the shocking scene of the old man spurting out a mouthful of blood.

And just now the old man Yang Xiaoming's eyes were all stained on the painting, his body was shaking and he couldn't even catch his breath, it was really a little scary.

"Why did Mr. Yang do this!"

It's rare to meet a confidant in life.

He got up quickly and comforted Yang Ming who was trembling with emotion. It could be seen that the old man really loved painting. Song Ye said bluntly:
"To be honest, this painting has already been decided."

Is it fixed?

As soon as this remark came out, not only Yang Ming, but also Chen Guanshan's heart skipped a beat.

Song predecessors have such great supernatural powers, and this painting contains many heavenly truths.

To be able to come to him to book the existence of paintings must be at the same level as him. When did there be so many great powers on the ground of Dongzhou country?

"But it's not a big deal. Since Mr. Yang is here today, I'll give it to you, so you won't be disappointed."

Just when Yang Ming and the others had mixed feelings, Song Ye continued to say:

"It's not good to just break one's trust. After all, he has already paid a deposit. If Mr. Yang wants this painting, he must give me the full amount of the deposit, so that I can have an explanation with the other party."

Senior, are you kidding me!
This painting, which contains the law of the great way, is like a priceless treasure.

Those who can order it are probably beyond the legendary Mahayana realm.

Those people, let alone Yang Ming, a small cultivator in the Void Realm, even if he sells the Taixu Sect of the three-star sect behind me, he will definitely not be able to pay the deposit~
"The deposit is [-] yuan. If Mr. Yang is in trouble, then forget it."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the despair on the old man's face vomiting blood, and Song Ye was also puzzled.

The old man's family can produce a cultivator like Zhang Xuemo, and he has a bit of taste in his clothes, so he shouldn't be short of money.

How much can this secular ink painting sell for?
Could it be that this old man vomits blood every day and spent a lot of his family's savings on medical treatment, and now he doesn't have much spare money?

Damn, I have to live too, so I can't pay for the deposit instead, so I'll give you this painting.

Although it won't affect anything to delay repainting for a day or two to deliver to Aunt Yang's family, but the overdue is related to the reputation of the young master, and the deposit must be refunded.

"no problem!"

Here, Yang Ming is still in a state where all kinds of information are intertwined and his head is dizzy. Chen Guanshan, who has been a bystander, has a flash of light in his eyes, and he immediately reacts.

After hastily agreeing, Chen Guanshan also carefully asked:
"It's just that sir, if we take away the painting, the person who ordered it..."

"If you can pay the deposit, everything else is trivial..."

(End of this chapter)