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The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect blinked and obediently put his hands behind his back: "I don't know, I'm just a pill cultivator who came here to earn a living."

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "..."

At this point, it is precisely the person who seems the most unconventional who can give him the most honest answer.

"The mural is not a tombstone," Cheng Jiangui said quietly.

Cheng Jiangui, his apprentice having drawn his underwear on, was somewhat flattered and shyly fidgeted, his hands tucked into his pockets.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect glanced at him lightly, and he immediately stood up obediently.

"These murals were destroyed by the demons," Cheng Jiangui said with a smile. "The lineage of Wuxiang Temple was also interrupted many years ago."

So at this point, it doesn't matter what's drawn on it.

However, to be fair, Cheng Jiangui quite admired his young apprentice.

She openly transformed her paintings into portraits, hoping to convey a message to the predecessors who passed away in the temple.

The Great Way still exists.

The tradition has never been interrupted.

"what?"

Yunxi turned around, bewildered, and tilted her head in confusion: "Is that so?"

The little girl touched her nose, her eyes as clear as a college student's: "I just think this wall is so big, the paintings on it must look beautiful."

Cheng Jiangui: "..."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect, his expression unfriendly, gritted his teeth and said, "If you really wanted to tell you something, why did you draw 'you' and 'me' in the very center?"

Besides them, there were others.

The stick figure wielding the sword is the sect leader of the Qingyun Sect.

The stick figure holding the rune pen is the sect leader of the Wuji Sect.

There was also a stick figure carrying a pill furnace. The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect couldn't help but complain again: "That pill furnace is drawn bigger than the sect leader of the Medicine King Sect. Doesn't his hand get tired carrying it?"

The Grand Elder of the Medicine King Sect chuckled and said, "I think it's quite a vivid description."

After finishing drawing the five stick figure sect leaders, Yunxi found a good spot nearby.

This time, the little girl clearly put in a lot of effort, drawing herself with a face, a chubby bird, and a dragon bone sword, all proportionally accurate.

The little face is drawn quite realistically; compared to the stick figure next to it, it's like one is a simply furnished house and the other is a fully furnished house.

Nightfall retorted, "So... you know how to draw it?"

The little girl was carving a small flower on the top of her head when she voiced this question.

Upon hearing this, the flower bud on her head suddenly bloomed, swayed twice in the wind, and happily hummed, "No~ I just beautified it a little bit."

Yunxi assured Ye Jin, patting her chest, "Third Senior Brother, don't worry, I'll beautify it for you too."

With that, Nightfall was relieved.

The Fenglei Sect Master squatted at the door in frustration, his hands tucked into his pockets in a gesture of grievance.

Cheng Jiangui stood in front of the statue of himself holding a pair of underwear, rested his chin on his hand, and pondered for a long time before silently adding the word "handsome" to the stick figure's face.

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "???"

Seeing that the little girl was getting too engrossed in playing, the other kids also came over to help.

Su Yuanshuang drew a pipa in the corner.

Xie Mo was alright; after all, he was a talisman cultivator and had some drawing skills. He drew a human-shaped talisman cultivator youth, which was quite decent.

As Ye Jin walked past him, he coldly remarked, "Ugly."

"???"

Xie Mo turned to look at him.

Nightfall continued to complain, "If you want to draw yourself, go over there. Why are you so far away from us?"

Indeed, the young man glanced at the distance between him and Yun hope; there was enough space between them to fit three Wind and Thunder Sect canteens.

Xie Mo remained silent for a moment, then calmly wrote the two large characters 【Yao He】 on Chou Fu Xiu's head.

Yao He: "???"

Yao An'an excitedly raised her chubby little hand: "Brother, it's you up there~"

"..."

As a "plastic best friend" who debuted on the same day as Xie Xian'er, Yao Suancai carefully examined the mural.

It has a big head, a thick neck, a fat waist, short legs, and slightly different sized eyes.

Yao He's lips twitched, and he raised his hand to cover Yao An'an's bright, sparkling eyes, saying, "Be good, let's not look at this."

The audience burst into laughter: "Xie Mo is indeed worthy of being a member of the Lingxiao Sect; he truly embodies their style."

"My family members, does anyone understand? I really want to be drawn on it too."

Yunxi drew a bunch of little stick figures below the five stick figures.

Qi Jue followed behind his junior sister, and began to skillfully learn characters from pictures, for example...

The one whose legs are drawn like flaming wheels is probably Song Hemian.

The one carrying a cannon is Yue Rou.

The one who looks serious but has an upside-down alchemy furnace on his head is Lin Wuwang.

"You know what, you really shouldn't say..."

Qi Jue remarked, "My junior sister's paintings are quite expressive."

Of course, besides being lifelike, it has no other merits.

She drew Su Yuanshuang next to the pipa, a pink Yaoguang sword and a pink bow for Ye Jin, a Vajra prosthetic limb for Xie Mo and claimed his wheelchair as her own, a table full of delicious food for Qi Jue and the Du'e sword and a little stone monster. She drew her own sect members to look respectable, but drew stick figures for other sects.

Yunxi drew a huge family portrait on the mural, then proudly spread her arms and turned around to show off: "How about it? Doesn't it look much better this way?"

"really……"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect couldn't find any words to refute him.

He seemed to understand something from the girl's painting.

Yunxi's actions were not presumptuous.

The murals depict one spirited young man after another, representing Wuxiang Temple, the place where all living beings in this world wish to protect the Dao.

"Cheng Jiangui..." The Fenglei Sect Master paused for a moment, then chuckled, "Before this, I've always been quite curious..."

"The Dao of Exquisite Path is just as its name suggests. Those who cultivate the Dao should have a delicate mind and an exquisite heart."

"To be honest, I never thought that your carefree and adorable disciple could be a proper Linglong Daoist."

Cheng Jiangui raised an eyebrow: "???"

"but……"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect looked up.

To bring the mural to life, Yunxi planted snake-blood vines on both sides. The climbing vines bloomed with vibrant pink flowers, swaying gracefully and adding new color to the gray and white background wall.

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect breathed a sigh of relief, having truly learned a lesson: "She has a..."

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect hesitated for a few seconds before coming up with the most suitable description for Yun hope: "She has a very unique living scent."

Yes, it has a living, breathing feel.

Even the most inconspicuous and unnoticed snake blood vine can burst forth with boundless vitality.

And this...

The myriad vitalityes formed from tiny lives should be the essence of the exquisite path.

"..."

"..."

Cheng Jiangui paused for a moment, then couldn't help touching the Wind and Thunder Sect Master's forehead. "Are you so angry you've gone mad?"

Cheng Jiangui didn't believe it: "Why would I hear such a long passage of human language from your dog mouth?"

The sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect couldn't help but slap him on the back of the head.

Cheng Jiangui was sent flying, feeling much better.

Yunxi peeked over, her eyes full of longing, and asked, "Did you just praise me?"

Before the sect leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect could reply, the little girl twisted herself into a salted fish shape, revealing the same cheeky expression as Cheng Jiangui: "I'm shy~"

The Sect Master of the Wind and Thunder Sect: "..."

While the child was drawing on the wall, her senior classmates were also busy.

Together, they washed away the bloodstains on the wall and smoothed out the sword marks.

A painting that brings forth a whole new vitality.

Even if the heritage is destroyed and the common people are shrouded in dust.

But the great principles of this world,

Someone will always carry on the tradition.