Demon Eye Shura

"Shopkeeper He is sure?" Feeling the overwhelming heat outside the fire room, Liu Changqing was slightly taken aback. .He couldn't connect the woodcutter who burns the fire with the master painter.

"If what you are looking for is Lin Fan, then this is the only place. There are quite a few guys with the surname Lin in Longkongxuan, but there is only one named Lin Fan. There is absolutely no mistake. And... this Lin Fan is still me. I am very impressed with the newly recruited guy..." He Xinlan's expression was a little awkward when he said this.The reason why she was so impressed was that no one knew better than her.She thought in her heart, if this person really has something to do with the royal family, she must make good compensation.

"It's very hot in the fire room, do you want to call him out?"

"No... since you came here uninvited, you should take the initiative to visit to show your sincerity." Bei Tangxian waved his hand, but opened the door and walked straight into it.

A few people followed one after another, and after entering inside, Bei Tangxian only felt a rush of heat coming towards him.The heat here is astonishing, it is like this before summer, Bei Tangxian can't imagine that if it is summer, the people here should bear this kind of temperature?

Chen Shijun used his spiritual power to set up a barrier to dissipate the heat here, and led by He Xinlan into the fire room.The burly men in the fire room all cast shocked gazes, and the movements of their hands stopped at the same time.

Although they are all old and rough, they don't read much, but it doesn't mean they are ignorant. Many people recognized Liu Changqing immediately, and their minds were a little confused. How did the person with a deep heart come to the most difficult fire room in Longkongxuan?

He Xinlan's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and finally her eyes fell on a corner and said: "Look, master, is he the person you are looking for?"

Everyone looked around, only to see a young man dressed in blue, who was holding a pair of tongs, holding a bundle of firewood and sending it into the fire, sparking like sparks.

The young man turned his back to the crowd, concentrating on his work, not paying attention to the gaze behind him.

At this time, the fire room has just started working, and it is not the hottest time in the fire room, but if ordinary people stay here for a while, they will definitely sweat profusely.But what is surprising is that this young man doesn't seem to feel the heat here at all.Completely different from other big guys who are naked and covered in sweat, he is neatly dressed without a single drop of sweat on his body.

He is surprisingly quiet, mysteriously quiet, and people can feel a refreshing coolness from a distance.

He is a master of painting?

Liu Changqing wasn't sure, he walked a few steps closer and saw the boy's side face, his first impression was suspicion.Because this person is too young, he is far from the master painter in his mind.He looked at the other party with some hesitation, looking at this face, trying to see something.But he felt that there was something indescribably deep under that peaceful face.

He is a scholar of a national university, besides teaching the two princes, he also has to teach tens of thousands of disciples of the National Academy of Scholars.It can be said that there are countless readers.But at this moment, Liu Changqing was shocked to find that he couldn't see through this young man.

Liu Changqing squinted his eyes, looking at the young man's extremely quiet back, lost in thought.Gradually, he had the illusion that this figure overlapped with that of the mysterious painting seller in the market that day, which suddenly made his heart skip a beat!

At this moment, he was already [-]% sure that the young man in front of him was the wife of that master painter!

As the saying goes, writers, quiet and far.When painting, the body is empty and the mind is quiet, and the paintings will become more vivid.From this young man, Liu Changqing felt this quiet feeling.Even, this kind of stillness has gone beyond what he can understand, or it is already above the realm of "quietness", and there is an added meaning of "silence" in it.

Liu Changqing stared at the boy's back in a daze, and let out a slight self-mockery.He has been writing for decades, read countless books, and the tranquility he has accumulated is far, far, far away from this young man...

"Sister He, are you looking for me?" Zhuo Yifan covered the fire and looked at the people behind him calmly. He had expected these people to come to him, so he was not surprised.

He Xinlan shook her head, turned to Liu Changqing and the others with a slight smile on her face, and immediately said to the big men in the fire room: "Turn off the fire, go out for a while." After speaking, she bowed slightly to the three of them, also backed out.

Soon, everyone in the fire room died, leaving only Zhuo Yifan and Liu Changqing.

"Little brother, are you Lin Fan?"

Seeing that everyone was in a coma, Liu Changqing looked at him with a smile, "You made that picture of a monster?"

Zhuo Yifan nodded without hesitation: "It's just my clumsy work."

Although he had expected it in his heart, Liu Changqing gasped when he got a clear answer, including Bei Tangxian and Chen Shijun who were behind him, were deeply shocked!

"This painting is really amazing!" Liu Changqing was amazed.

"It's just scribbling randomly. It's not magical. Compared with my master, it's a world away." Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Since he pretended to be a master, he naturally had to pretend to the end. Only the stronger his own skills could demonstrate the strength of the master behind him.

Bei Tangxian has always believed that there are gods and men in this world. For him, this young man is a god. I have to admit that this is true.

If Beitang is lucky enough to win over this young man... Thinking of this, Beitang Xian was completely excited, even more excited than the moment he ascended the throne.He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions forcibly, and asked respectfully: "May I ask Brother Lin, what is the name of your master? Where are you now?"

If there are royal dignitaries here, they will be surprised.

Because the three people here are all of great status in Beitang, one is the current emperor, needless to say, and the other two, one is a first-rank Beitang University scholar, a real person who is under one person and above ten thousand people, and his status even surpasses the prime minister .The other is the current leader of the East Factory, the number one master under the current Holy Master.When the three of them traveled outside, only others would salute and kowtow to them, but now they salute to one person at the same time. This kind of scene is really shocking!

Zhuo Yifan looked at the three of them, and said calmly: "My master traveled all over the world, and his whereabouts are uncertain. A few days ago, he sold the painting and left me a few ingots of silver, and then left. I was born in the border area of ​​Beitang , I met a master when I was very young, and taught me my painting skills." As for Zhuo Yifan's identity, he did not intentionally fake it, and Lin Fan's identity was well concealed, and if the other party found out, there would be a case to follow.

Old Beitang Xian blushed, and said: "This... I'm taking the liberty. I hope Brother Lin won't mind... My master's painting skills are superb, and his whereabouts are uncertain when he travels around the world. He must be an expert in the sect. Such a high-level person is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people like us."

Although Bei Tangxian said that he would not ask about Master Zhuo Yifan, he still wanted to make some indirect remarks.After all, this is the legendary master of the sect, if he can be recruited, it will definitely be of great benefit to Beitang.

In Tianyu, although almost [-]% of the people in Beitang and Nanjun combined are mortals, it doesn't mean they don't know the sect.Because in their eyes, all sects are places where immortals are born.

Now the relationship between Beitang and Nanjun seems to be peaceful, but in fact they are in dire straits. Once there is a war, both sides will suffer.

But if we can get the support of the sect power, this situation will change! (To be continued.)