Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 872 Making the best use of everyone's talents (12)

Jin Chan originally wanted to say that Buddhist temples are places of quiet cultivation and one should not act recklessly.

Benefactor Shangguan, your attachment to physical appearances has caused you to miss the essence of things, which will be detrimental to your future spiritual practice.

Just as he was about to offer some advice, he saw Zhang Ting clapp her hands excitedly and say, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that! We could do something risqué!"

"that……"

Sensing Zhang Ting's unreliability, Jin Chan immediately turned her gaze to Liu Li and asked expectantly, "Sect Master Liu Li, this...?"

"It's really good!" Liuli's eyes lit up. "Could you add some custom content?"

Sensing the strong, sour stench in the air, Jin Chan could only place her last hope in Leng Ning.

After all, he was known for his integrity and uprightness, so he shouldn't do such a shameful thing. He should be able to correct everyone's thinking.

Jin Chan cautiously approached and said expectantly, "Benefactor Leng, what do you think..."

As Jin Chan was not disappointed, Leng Ning frowned and said, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to be involved in something like this? After all, I was sent here because of this. If my master finds out about this, it could cause trouble."

Zhang Ting said with dissatisfaction, "Forget about your master. Our current trouble is caused by your master. If we really solve this big problem, let alone messing with Se Se, even if Se Se messes with your master, your master will have to ask me if the live stream can be dimmed a bit."

"What you said makes sense, but I still feel it's not quite right."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll contact someone to check the results. If we're not satisfied with the results, we'll look for other methods."

"That works. But who do you want to talk to?"

"Of course, it's my friends from the Danqing Sect."

Immediately contacting the Danqing Sect, the sect leader, Mo Chi, upon learning of Zhang Ting's request, replied: "Since it's your request, Zhang Ting, I certainly won't refuse. However, I'm a bit busy lately, so I'll have my disciples handle it. But rest assured, I will act as the final supervisor to ensure quality. What exactly do you need me to do?"

Zhang Ting: [Simple, a little bittersweet.]

Mo Chi: 【…I'm sorry. My disciples are not yet of age…】

Zhang Ting: [Oh, then there's nothing we can do.]

Although she is usually unreliable, Zhang Ting has been playing games with Lin Yuan all the time, and has picked up many habits from what she has seen and heard.

For example, there are certain things that should absolutely not be done by monks who have not yet reached adulthood. This is a matter of moral bottom line and should not be crossed lightly.

Realizing that the Danqing Sect might not be able to solve his problem, Zhang Ting was about to look for someone else when Mo Chi replied: "However, I know someone who should be able to help you solve this problem. This person is exceptionally strong, their abilities are no less than mine. If you can get them to help, even your inner demons can be suppressed!"

Zhang Ting: [Who is this extraordinary person that you admire so highly!]

Ink Pond: [Naturally, it's a cuttlefish.]

Zhang Ting: [I see, I understand! I'll contact him right away!]

At this very moment, Cuttlefish Li Ziming is analyzing Lin Yuan's whereabouts.

Without Lin Yuan, the White Dragon Sect is like the Nine Provinces without Dao Xuan; there has been no output during this period.

Although Li Ziming knew Lin Yuan was important before, once he lost him, he realized that Lin Yuan was even more important than he had imagined.

During this period, the White Dragon Sect was also shrouded in gloom.

Bai Ye has returned from beyond the realm, but after learning of Lin Yuan's disappearance, he seems to have lost his parents and is constantly distracted. Qing Niang also seems to be possessed, always holding a parasol as if someone is beside her. Moreover, she occasionally touches the air around her and sometimes lets out a lewd laugh.

The others were also listless, making the entire White Dragon Sect unhappy.

With a sigh, Li Ziming opened the scroll again and began to determine Lin Yuan's location.

Unfortunately, human power has its limits, and even the Daoist mysteries cannot predict such things, so he is even less capable of doing so.

With another sigh, Li Ziming could only start painting, hoping to alleviate his depression, but he felt even more depressed after finishing the painting.

It's even more astringent now!
After the merging of the Heavenly Dao, many things are changing.

Most of the changes are positive. For example, his painting skills are becoming more and more outstanding, his brushstrokes are becoming more and more natural, his grasp of form and movement is becoming more and more profound, and his research on depth of field is becoming more and more accurate.

But the downside is that it's getting increasingly astringent!
It was just a painting of green mountains and white clouds, but it looks as if the green mountains are shy and hesitant, while the white clouds are domineering.

The stream flowing by the mountainside seemed to be filled with sorrow, giving off a rather unpleasant feeling.

Even the simple draft had a strong sense of story, which made Li Ziming realize after finishing the drawing that this thing absolutely could not be released under Li Ziming's name, otherwise it would definitely shock a lot of people.

So he decisively logged into Moyu's account and posted his paintings, which immediately attracted tens of thousands of viewers and a lot of praise.

The squid paintings are becoming increasingly exquisite.

[It seems like nothing is drawn, yet everything is depicted. This interplay of blank space and freehand style is truly captivating.]

The appearance of flowing water is absolutely the finishing touch. Despite constantly encircling the green mountains, the mountain's altitude forces it to watch helplessly as the white clouds make their grand entrance. This feeling of powerlessness is both heartbreaking and evokes some unpleasant thoughts.

[Especially the profound meaning contained within it—it truly reflects the work of a master.]

Within fifteen minutes, there were thousands of comments, and the painting immediately became one of the most popular paintings of the day. This made Li Ziming both gratified and a little embarrassed.

At the same time, he also hoped that Lin Yuan would return.

After all, his paintings were already so bad that only Lin Yuan and Fang Wai could keep them in check.

But now, Lin Yuan has disappeared without a trace, and Fang Wai recently claimed to be in seclusion, but occasionally some games will appear, but they are all unfinished products, and it seems that he is exploring something.

Because it was a half-finished product, not yet at the art stage, Li Ziming had no opportunity to use his skills and could only sigh in vain.

Leaning back in his chair, Li Ziming suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.

He neither practiced spiritual cultivation nor painted; he simply lay on a chair, staring blankly at the sky, momentarily unaware of where he came from or where he was going, his heart filled with emptiness.

After an unknown amount of time, a person stumbled in, sat cross-legged on the ground, and said, "Master Li, is there anything to eat? I'm starving."

Seeing the young girl in front of him, Li Ziming stood up, picked up the scroll, shook out the roast chicken inside, and then asked, "Yue Lingyue, is there any news about your brother?"

"Brother? I don't have a brother... Wait, are you talking about Lin Yuan?"

"Hmm. But what do you mean by not having a brother?"

"Don't worry about the details," Yue Linglong said immediately. "There really is. I got this information with great difficulty. If anyone contacts you later, just agree."

Just as Li Ziming was about to ask why, she saw a message coming in: "Master Cuttlefish, are you there?"

(End of this chapter)