No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

　　 Su Changyu felt uncomfortable.

　　 When he first learned that Ye Ping had made two paintings, Su Changyu was very happy.

　　 He even thought about it.

　　 Once the two paintings are sold, it will definitely be a huge amount of income. At that time, you can deduct the extra silver and buy two new clothes for yourself besides building weapons for your junior.

　　 Ayan Luofang recently released a few particularly beautiful sets of sword fairy suits. If they really sold for a sky-high price, they would turn around and talk to Master for themselves, how could they get two sets, right?

　　 What I didn't expect was that Xu Luochen, who had been killed this day, ruined a scroll worth ten thousand gold.

　　 Thinking of this, Su Changyu's heart is cut like a knife.

　　 There was a discount for personal portraits. Can you sell four or five thousand taels of gold?

　　 If you don’t write a poem, you can write a poem yourself? Pay back your name?

　　 Even if people are willing to accept it, the price is a few hundred taels of gold at most?

　　 Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but feel pain.

　　 But things have already happened, and coupled with a breath of bad breath, Su Changyu has nothing to say.

　　 "Let's not tell the head about this matter, otherwise, with the temper of the master, Luo Chen would not expect to see the sun tomorrow."

　　 After a while, Su Changyu sighed and muttered to himself.

　　 This matter, if he knows about it, forget it, after all, he also beat Xu Luochen, and the lesson is over.

　　 If you let the master know about these things, that would be the real trouble.

　　 Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help sighing.

　　 Just then, a figure hurriedly walked over.

　　 "It's not good, it's not good, big brother, it's not good."

　　The voice is hurried, it is Chen Lingrou's voice.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Su Changyu withdrew the grief in his heart, and the aloof sword immortal temperament went online instantly, his eyes filled with curiosity.

　　 "Big brother, just now I saw the second brother with bruises all over his body, saying that I was looking for trouble."

　　 Junior sister Chen Lingrou looked a little anxious. She didn't know what had happened, but at first she did see Xu Luochen walking towards the hall with an angry face, and muttering in her mouth to complain.

　　 "Trouble me?"

　　 Su Changyu was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn't help but hit a place.

　　 Haven't you troubled him yet? He actually wants to trouble himself?

　　 "Yes, senior brother, I watched the second senior brother go to the head, as if you were bullying him, senior brother, did you beat him? Why did the second senior limping on walking?"

　　 Chen Lingrou's pretty face was filled with doubts.

　　 "He went to find the head?"

　　 Su Changyu was taken aback.

　　 "Yes, the second brother went to find the head."

　　 Chen Lingrou nodded seriously.

　　 For an instant, Su Changyu was silent.

　　 "Big brother, why are you not talking?"

　　 Chen Lingrou is even more curious. Why have the people of the sect become weird recently?

　　 "Ling and soft, prepare some incense."

　　Su Changyu didn't know what to say, so he could only let Lingrou prepare the fragrance.

"what?"

　　 Chen Lingrou still doesn't understand what happened.

　　 But the next moment, Su Changyu got up and walked directly to the hall.

　　 He knew that if he was late, Xu Luochen would be really dead.

　　 half a quarter of an hour ago.

　　Taohua Taoist stood in the hall, he had some expectations and some excitement.

　　 Changyu went to paint, and now he is waiting for Changyu to send good news to himself.

　　 Just at this moment, a howl sounded.

"Master! Ooo, ooo hum! You give me call the shots ah."

　　 Xu Luochen's cry broke the tranquility in the hall.

　　Taohua Taoist was taken aback.

　　 He looked at it, and soon couldn't help being surprised.

　　 Xu Luochen in front of him is no longer as elegant and easy-going as he once was. He was covered with dust, let alone say, and his face was blue and red. The most important thing was that he limped when he walked, as if some kind of misfortune.

　　 "Luo Chen, what's wrong with you? Who beat you like this?"

　　Taohua Taoist did not react, subconsciously he still cared more about his apprentice.

In Qingyun Dao Sect, all the disciples up and down are the treasures of his Taihua Taoists, especially Ye Ping. Everyone is his disciple. Although he reprimands these people on weekdays, if his disciple is bullied, he I will certainly not give up.

"Master, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh jealously of my literary talent, he beat me up, master, look at my mouth, it is almost crooked, uuuuuuu ."

　　 When he saw the Taoist Taihua, Xu Luochen was like seeing his biological father. He knelt on the ground with a thump, crying loudly, making people sad and tearful.

　　 "Changyu?"

　　Taohua Taoist was taken aback, this shouldn't be right, although Su Changyu usually has a bit of identity, he wouldn't bully these juniors, especially when he fought so badly?

　　 This doesn't make sense.

　　 "What did you do to make your big brother beat you like this?"

　　Taohua Taoist still didn't react, thinking it was because of an argument.

"I don't know, Master, he suddenly came to me and asked if my junior brother had drawn a picture for me. I said yes. The senior brother said he wanted to see it, so I gave him a look. , He beat me to death."

　　 "Head, you have to call the shots for me, oh oh oh, I have never seen such an arrogant person when I grew up."

　　 "The head, I am not picking up the matter. He bullied me today for no reason. Maybe he will beat you tomorrow. You must think carefully."

　　 Xu Luochen cried and said.

　　 He is now full of anger, and he doesn’t care if he offends anyone.

　　 But also, who can stand it? After a violent beating for no reason, it's impossible to smile and say it's okay, right?

　　 "Did your younger brother paint you?"

　　Taohua Taoist didn’t hear anything else clearly, but when he mentioned painting, he immediately became energetic.

"Yes."

　　 Xu Luochen nodded subconsciously.

　　 "Is there you on the painting?"

　　Taohua Taoist continued to ask.

　　 "Master, how do you know?"

　　 Xu Luochen was a little surprised.

　　As soon as I said this, the Taoist Taihua slapped his thigh and looked a little helpless and depressed.

　　 Make evil, make evil.

　　Taohua Taoists are extremely sad and angry.

　　 Although he was angry, Taoist Taoist Taihua didn't take care of Xu Luochen.

　　 The main reason is that Xu Luochen has been beaten up by Su Changyu violently, so he is embarrassed to continue his attack.

　　 "Master, what the **** is going on? Is there any connection between the little brother painting me and the master brother beating me? Is it possible that I can't let the little brother draw a picture?"

　　 Xu Luochen is a little bit angry this time.

　　 What is the connection between this painting and being beaten?

　　 I can’t draw a picture for myself?

　　 "Well, your brother is indeed impulsive, but it is reasonable."

　　Taohua Taoist sighed.

"Master, you are biased by what you said. What do you mean by being impulsive? Look at what he beats me into, look at this arm, this leg, and your mouth, is it a bit crooked? ?"

　　 Xu Luochen said grimly.

　　 He mistakenly thought that the Taoist Taihua was favoring Su Changyu, and he seemed a bit wronged.

　　 looked at Xu Luochen who was constantly crying.

　　 To be honest, Taihua Taoists are a little distressed.

　　 After all, this is his own disciple.

　　 "This Changyu is also true, and he is so cruel."

　　Taohua Taoist could not help but blame Su Changyu.

　　 I feel that Su Changyu has indeed passed.

Isn't 　　 just drawing a person? Why is it so?

　　 Actually, the Taoists of Taihua had been mentally prepared for a long time. After all, there was Su Changyu in front, and it was not impossible for this to happen.

　　 What the disciples look like, he is too Chinese and Taoist naturally understands.

"Yeah, I just inscribed a poem on the picture scroll, and he saw that I was not pleasing to the eye~www.ltnovel.com~ I know my literary talent is good, he has always been jealous, but he did not expect him to be so cruel. "

　　 Xu Luochen still cried.

"what?"

　　 "You inscribed a poem on the painting?"

　　 At this moment, Taihua Taoist was stunned.

　　 He looked at Xu Luochen with a loud voice.

　　 Xu Luochen was a little dazed.

　　 "Master, why are you screaming like your big brother."

　　 Xu Luochen felt a little tinnitus, mainly because the voice of Taoist Taihua was a little loud.

　　 "Show me the painting, hurry up."

　　Taohua Taoists have a bad premonition inexplicably.

　　 "No, Master, it's just a painting. How can it be made as if this painting is very valuable? Here, look."

　　 Xu Luochen really didn't understand.

　　 is not just a painting.

　　 Is it the same as a rare treasure?

　　While speaking, he spread out the scroll and let Taihua Taoists appreciate it.

　　 The picture scroll unfolds.

　　 has a few creases, and a line of big characters appeared on a nice portrait painting.

　　 Let's not talk about the big and small fonts, the most important thing is the scratches and the signature.

　　 On the third day of April, Xu Luochen wrote.

　　 For a moment, the hall became quiet.

　　Taohua Taoist was stunned.

　　 Xu Luochen frowned slightly.

　　 Because the reaction of the master is like that of the big brother...

　　 Inexplicably, an ominous premonition appeared in my heart.