In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

"what?!"

When Qingmo Painting Saint saw the calligraphy and painting in Li Zhoujun's hands and felt the aura on them, a look of shock appeared on his face.

Long-lost memories appeared in his mind.

Under the sky, the aura of an old man's figure rose into the sky, as if piercing the sky.

Facing the densely packed high-grade Dao Saints who were besieging him, the old man almost killed one with a single slap. Those high-grade Dao Saints were at least the seventh-grade Dao Saints, terrifyingly powerful ones!

In the end, the high-level Taoist saints were so frightened by this old man that they all fled from the Central Continent.

This old man was Qin Tianyi.

It had not been long since Qing Mo the Painting Saint had broken through to the first-grade Taoist Saint. He could only watch from afar as Qin Tianyi fought with many high-grade Taoist Saints.

When the residual power came, Qing Mo Painting Saint used a magic weapon to resist it. He survived, but the magic weapon was shattered. Then he fled in panic and did not even have time to take the magic weapon fragments with him.

"Master, what's wrong with you?!" Moshan Painting Fairy couldn't help but speak out when he saw Qingmo Painting Saint in a daze.

She was created by Qingmo Painting Saint when he was a second-grade Taoist Saint. Naturally, she had not experienced the Central Continent. She only heard some fragmentary news about the catastrophe that happened to the Taoist Saint from time to time from Qingmo Painting Saint.

Naturally, he didn't recognize Qin Tianyi's aura.

"You...where did the calligraphy and painting in your hand come from?" The Qingmo Painting Saint asked Li Zhoujun with a trembling voice.

Seeing the state of Qingmo Painting Saint, Li Zhoujun was certain that the person who slaughtered the Taoist Saint in the Central Continent in ancient times was his ancestor Qin Tianyi.

"The calligraphy and painting were given to me by my ancestor, and he was Qin Tianyi." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"What?!" Qing Mo Painting Saint's eyes widened, "He is your ancestor?!"

While speaking, the Qingmo Painting Saint looked around like a thief, fearing that Qin Tianyi would suddenly appear.

No wonder Qingmo Painting Saint is so worried.

If Li Zhoujun is really Qin Tianyi's descendant, then as a Taoist saint, Qin Tianyi would naturally not care if he travels in the Central Continent.

But now I am also traveling in the Central Continent. If Qin Tian finds out, I will definitely die!

"Are you really the descendant of Qin Tianyi?" The Qingmo Painting Saint asked Li Zhoujun with a pale face.

Moshan Huaxian also widened his eyes at this moment.

Although she had never seen Qin Tianyi's divine power with her own eyes.

But he also learned from Qing Mo Painting Saint how powerful Qin Tianyi was. He was a fierce man who almost killed the Taoist Saint of the Central Continent!

Li Zhoujun is his junior, so what can he use to fight against Li Zhoujun?

No, what could his master, the Blue Ink Painting Saint, use to fight against Li Zhoujun? !

"Of course he is my junior." Qin Tianyi's voice was heard with a chuckle.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of an old man appeared next to Li Zhoujun.

As this figure appeared.

Beads of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Qingmo Painting Saint.

After Mo Shan Hua Xian felt the deep and ocean-like aura from the old man, his knees went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

"Ancestor." Li Zhoujun looked at Qin Tianyi in surprise.

"Not bad, not bad." Qin Tianyi looked at Li Zhoujun who suddenly appeared and said with a smile, "The Blue Ink Painting Saint came to the Central Continent. I deliberately didn't attack him because I wanted to see how you would deal with him. Now it seems that you are far better than I thought."

"Grandmaster, you are too kind." Li Zhoujun said with a smile, and then asked, "Grandmaster, this is your clone, where is your real body?"

"I keep this clone just to guard the Central Continent. If any Taoist Saint dares to come, I will slap him to death."

Qin Tian smiled and said, "Okay, you can just wander around the Central Continent. This old man's clone will continue to exist. It is enough to protect the Central Continent without the Dao Saint. And if you want to kill the Qingmo Painting Saint, just let me know and this old man's clone will take action."

After saying this, Qin Tianyi's clone disappeared without waiting for Li Zhoujun to continue asking questions.

At this time, the look in Qingmo Painting Saint's eyes when he looked at Li Zhoujun had changed.

Became afraid.

Because all Li Zhoujun needs is one word.

He had no doubt that Qin Tianyi's clone would take action to kill him, and he also had no doubt whether Qin Tianyi's clone had the ability to do so.

Because there once was a ninth-rank Taoist Saint. Ten thousand years after Qin Tianyi drove away all the Taoist Saints in the Central Continent, he set foot on the Central Continent out of disbelief, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Most likely, he was beaten to death by Qin Tian’s clone!

"Now I'll give you a chance to cry." Li Zhoujun said to Qing Mo Huasheng with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Painting Saint Qing Mo was stunned, and his heart was immediately filled with shame, but this shame was not worth mentioning in the face of his life.

The Qingmo Painting Saint obviously understood this truth, so he burst into tears, and even the sky was shaken.

The crying Painting Saint Qingmo saw the Painting Fairy Moshan watching a show on the side. Without saying a word, he slapped the Painting Fairy Moshan on the face, causing her to burst into tears.

Moshan Painting Fairy naturally understood what Qingmo Painting Saint meant, and immediately burst into tears as well.

Li Zhoujun got annoyed and waved his hand.

The Painting Saint Qingmo and the Painting Immortal Moshan also tactfully stopped crying.

"Let me ask you a question." Li Zhoujun said to Qingmo Painting Saint.

"Please speak, Qing Emperor. I, an old man, will tell you everything I know!" The Qingmo Painting Saint's previous superior attitude was no longer there. Facing Li Zhoujun, he was only left with a humble attitude.

"Why did you let Moshan Huaxian attack the little rabbit?" Li Zhoujun asked with a frown.

Moshan Painting Immortal hurriedly rushed to speak before Qingmo Painting Saint: "That rabbit is suspected to be the key to the Ninth Rank Dao Saint Secret Realm. The secret realm is surrounded by a large formation. Without the key, even a Ninth Rank Dao Saint would have to spend some effort to enter it!"

The Painter Saint Qing Mo saw that the Painter Immortal Mo Shan dared to steal his lines and snatch his chance to perform in front of Li Zhoujun?

For a moment, Qing Mo Painting Saint's face turned gloomy.

When the Moshan Painting Immortal was created, how come he didn't realize that this guy had such low EQ and such a rebellious nature?

"Is the little rabbit the key?" Li Zhoujun was a little surprised, and then asked, "What will happen if I use it to open the secret realm?"

"The formation will open the entrance and the key will disappear." Seeing that Moshan Huaxian was about to answer, Qingmo Huasheng slapped Moshan Huaxian unconscious and said hurriedly.

"The key will disappear..." After hearing the words of Qingmo Painting Saint, Li Zhoujun fell into deep thought.

In my mind, scenes of Luo Baiyu emerged.

"Do you have to go to that secret place that requires a key to enter?"

"You must be careful and go to the secret place in three years!"

Li Zhoujun smiled bitterly: "What a silly rabbit, have you known for a long time that you are the key?"

Seeing this, Qing Mo Painting Saint did not dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Li Zhoujun. Li Zhoujun was furious and asked Qin Tianyi to kill him with just one sentence.