Fantasy: It Turns Out That I Am a Peerless God of War

"Master, we didn't bring Tianchansi, so it's really not good to visit like this."

At the door, Shuqinhua said with a worried expression: "If this senior is unhappy, it will be serious."

"You child, we didn't come here to make trouble, how could we offend?" Xue Qinzhu said with a lesson: "Besides, if the teacher didn't visit first, how would he decide whether to give Tianchansi to him? What about him?"

"Hey, Master, you should believe me and bring Tian Chansi directly."

Shuqinhua shook his head and said with an ugly face.

Xue Qinzhu still disagreed.

Although she could judge by looking at the martial intent on the plaque above her head, the owner here is indeed a master.

But because the opposite is a master, you can't directly take out your own treasure of Zhenshan.

Moreover, although the other party is powerful, but as the Sect Master of the Demonic Sect, she has traveled thousands of miles to visit in person, which is enough to reflect her sincerity.

So even if she is a master, she has to sell her some thin noodles!

"Let's go, let's go in!" Xue Qinzhu said.

Shuqinhua shook his head, he really didn't know what to do, so he had to go forward with a sullen scalp.

"Calligraphy and painting, visiting Mr., is Mr. here?"

Yi Feng, who was just finishing his work in the backyard, walked towards the door when he heard the voice and didn't have time to wash his hands.

Finally, Yi Feng walked to the door.

It is to see gentle and graceful calligraphy and piano paintings, and a beautiful woman with extraordinary temperament.

same time.

Xue Qinzhu also immediately turned his attention to Yi Feng.

She looked at this, the peerless master whose "hands-on-the-sky" in her disciple's mouth!

But.

She was a little disappointed.

Because apart from his extraordinary temperament, gentleness and elegance, this guy doesn't seem to have much brilliance, and he is not even young.

"I have seen Mr.

Calligraphy and painting respectfully greeted her, and at the same time she hurriedly winked at Xue Qinzhu.

"I have seen Mr.

Because of the calligraphy and painting, Xue Qinzhu also greeted with fists, but it was not as respectful as he imagined.

Shuqinhua looked a little embarrassed, and quickly introduced: "Sir, this is my aunt, she came to visit you with me this time."

Obviously at this moment, she has not forgotten the warning Lu Qingshan gave at the door.

Everything, in a mortal attitude.

"Hello."

"It's cold outside, come in and sit."

Yi Feng smiled and walked back towards the martial arts hall with his hands on his back.

"Master, why is your attitude so disrespectful in front of this gentleman?" Shuqinhua said with a slight reproach.

"Teacher, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

But Xue Qinzhu asked back: "This guy really doesn't look like a master. If it weren't for the plaque in this martial arts hall, I'm afraid I would have turned around and left."

"Master, you can't see the depth of this gentleman because his cultivation is too high!" Shuqinhua quickly explained.

Xue Qinzhu shook his head.

Obviously, she did not agree with the words of Shuqin Painting.

Looking at Yi Feng's back, she followed in her footsteps.

Either way.

Just go in and see how deep this person is.

"Master, you must adjust your mood when you enter the door, and suppress your cultivation, otherwise..." Shuqinhua followed and hurriedly reminded.

"You don't need to say more, I know what I know."

Xue Qinzhu waved his hand to interrupt the calligraphy and qin painting, and Tibu stepped into the martial arts hall unconcernedly.

But the moment she walked in, her complexion changed dramatically when she was just strolling in the courtyard.

On both sides of the wall, eighteen pictures of divine soldiers exuding enormous pressure, attacked her, and immediately suppressed her to the point of immobility.

At the same time, she felt a tightness in her chest.

A mouthful of sweetness came up, she forcibly swallowed it down, and her footsteps retreated like lightning.

At this moment, her face changed completely, she hurriedly looked at the painting and asked, "Teacher, what is going on?"

"Master, I told you, you must adjust your mentality when you enter the door, and suppress your cultivation." Shuqinhua explained with an ugly face: "Because I felt the benefits last time I came here, why don't you listen? , how are you, how is your injury?"

"I'm fine."

Xue Qinzhu said absently, because she was aware of a more serious problem than the injury.

That is the young man in front of him, I am afraid it is really as terrifying as her disciple said!

This time.

It is very likely that she is sitting in the well and watching the sky.

"Teacher, come in with me quickly."

Compared to just now, Xue Qinzhu completely changed her appearance and hurriedly walked towards the martial arts hall.

But this time.

She suppressed the cultivation base to the death, and adjusted her state of mind to the most peaceful state.

Sure enough, going in again, there is no coercion just now.

But even so, she still did not dare to look at these eighteen paintings.

However, instead of looking at the eighteen pictures, she saw the demon-suppressing mirror hanging in the front hall.

Although she was not a demon, she felt her scalp tingling under the mirror, as if all the secrets on her body had been revealed.

She gasped.

But she just passed through the front hall, and she, who had never calmed down in her heart, was shocked again and again.

The umbrella hanging by the side...

The rag on the table...

Scythe in the corner...

The stone table under the locust tree...

As well as other large and small items... everything from emperor to emperor, all of which shocked her eyes.

"Please sit down."

At this moment, Yi Feng had time to wash his hands, and while greeting the two of them, he took out a piece of rice paper from the side to wipe his hands.

Seeing this landscape painting on rice paper, Xue Qinzhu felt suffocated.

Especially after such a priceless landscape painting was destroyed by Yi Feng's hands, the appearance of throwing it into the trash can without blinking an eye made Xue Qinzhu feel a huge wave in his heart.

It was only at this moment that she realized that what the calligraphy and painting had said to her was not exaggerated in the slightest.

And she also deeply understood the true meaning of the word "handwriting to the sky".

Looking at the appearance of Xue Qinzhu, the complexion of Shuqin Painting was complicated.

In fact, long before she came in, she had expected Xue Qinzhu to look like this when she came in.

Because under such circumstances, no one can remain calm.

And Xue Qinzhu, who had reacted, suddenly regretted that he didn't listen to the calligraphy, and even more regretted that he didn't bring Tianchansi.

So she wanted to make amends.

Looking at the calligraphy, qin and painting, he hurriedly said, "Teacher, tell this expert, that this time we came in a hurry, and we didn't bring Tianchansi, but I will ask the elder Zongzhong to use the fastest speed. Send it over, and if he has other needs, as long as my Demonic Sound Sect has it, it can be sent together."

Shuqinhua nodded, stabilized his mood, looked nervously at Yi Feng, and opened his red lips slightly.

"Sir, I originally came to bring Tian Chansi to you this time, but I'm sorry I didn't bring it because of an accident, but don't worry, I will bring Tian Chansi as quickly as possible, sir... "

After all, Shuqin Hua and Xue Qinzhu looked at Yi Feng with uneasy eyes.

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