No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

Su Changyu is in a bad mood.

At first, when he 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 must be a huge amount of income. When the time comes, you can buy two new clothes for yourself besides deducting the extra silver used to build weapons for Junior Brother.

Ling Luofang recently released a few particularly beautiful Sword Immortal suits. If they were sold at a sky-high price, they would go back to the Master and talk to the Master. How could you get two sets, right?

What didn’t expect was that Xu Luochen, who was killed this day, forcibly ruined a picture worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu feels like a knife.

Originally, there was a discount on portrait painting. Can you sell it for four or five thousand tael 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, at most hundreds of taels gold will be offered, right?

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

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

“Don’t tell Sect Master about this matter, otherwise, with Master’s temper, Luo Chen will not expect to see the sun tomorrow.”

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

He knew about this matter. After all, he also beat Xu Luochen, and the lesson was over.

If you let the Master know about these things, that’s the real trouble.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn’t help but sighed.

At this moment, a silhouette came hurriedly.

“Not good, it’s not good, Eldest Senior Brother, it’s not good.”

The voice is rapid, it is Chen Lingrou’s voice.

“What’s the matter?”

Su Changyu took back the grief in his heart, and his aloof Sword Immortal was instantly online, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

“Eldest Senior Brother, just now I saw Second Senior Brother bruised all over, saying that I was troubled by you.”

Little Junior Sister Chen Lingrou looked a little anxious, she didn’t know what happened. Something happened, but at first did see Xu Luochen walking towards the great hall with an angry face and muttering to complain.

“Trouble me?”

Su Changyu was taken aback for a moment, and then he couldn’t help but beat him.

I haven’t troubled him yet? He actually wants to trouble himself?

“Yes, Eldest Senior Brother, I watched Second Senior Brother go to Sect Master, as if you bullied him, Eldest Senior Brother, did you beat him? Why Second Senior Brother Are you limping when you walk?”

Chen Lingrou’s pretty face is full of doubts.

“He went to find Sect Master?”

Su Changyu was taken aback.

“Yes, Second Senior Brother is looking for Sect Master.”

Chen Lingrou nodded seriously.

For an instant, Su Changyu was silent.

“Eldest Senior Brother, why don’t you speak anymore?”

Chen Lingrou is more curious, how come the sect people have become weird recently?

“Lingrou, prepare the incense.”

Su Changyu doesn’t know what to say, but let Lingrou prepare the incense.

“Huh?”

Chen Lingrou still doesn’t understand what happened.

However, at the next moment, Su Changyu got up and walked directly to the great hall.

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

Half a quarter of an hour ago.

Taohua Taoist standing in the great hall, he has some expectations and some excitement.

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

Just at this moment, a howling sounded.

“Master! wū wū wū wū woo! You have to call me the master.”

Xu Luochen’s cry broke the tranquility in the great hall.

Taohua Taoist was taken aback.

He turned his gaze, and soon couldn’t help being surprised.

Xu Luochen in front of him is no longer the once elegant and easy-going. He is covered with dust and does not say, and his face is blue and red. The most important thing is that he limps when he walks, as if someone Kind of misfortune.

“Luo Chen, what’s the matter with you? Who beat you like this?”

Taohua Taoist did not react, subconsciously still more concerned about his own discipline.

In Clear Sky Dao Sect, all the dísciples up and down are the treasures of his Taihua Taoists, especially Ye Ping. Everyone is his dísciple. Normally, although these people are reprimanded, they are like If his dísciple has been bullied, he will definitely not let it go.

“Master, wū wū wū wū, it’s Eldest Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother, Eldest Senior Brother. He was jealous of my literary talent and beat me up. Master, you look at my mouth. It’s getting crooked, wū wū wū wū wu wu.”

When I saw a Taoist man from Taihua, Xu Luochen was like seeing his own father. He knelt on the ground with a thump, crying loudly, making people hear The sad one sees tears.

“Changyu?”

Taohua Taoist was taken aback, this shouldn’t be. Although Su Changyu does have a bit of identity, he shouldn’t bully these Junior Brothers, especially Did you fight so badly?

This makes no sense.

“What did you do to make you Eldest Senior Brother beat you like this?”

Taohua Taoist still didn’t react, thinking that there was some quarrel.

“I don’t know, Master. He suddenly came to me and asked me if Little Junior Brother drew a picture for me. I said yes. Eldest Senior Brother said he wanted to see it. Give him a look. After reading it, he beat me to death.”

“Sect Master, you have to be the master for me, wū wū wū wū, I have never seen it when I grow up. An arrogant person.”

“Sect Master, 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 full of anger now, and he doesn’t care if he offends anyone.

But so, who can stand it? Suffered a violent beating for no reason, always impossible and smiled and said it was okay, right?

“You Little Junior Brother painted you?”

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

“Yes.”

Xu Luochen is subconsciously nodded.

“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.

Making evil, committing evil.

Taohua Taoists are extremely sad and angry.

Although he was angry, the Taoist Taoists of Taihua didn’t take care of Xu Luochen.

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

“Master, what the hell is going on? Is there any connection between Little Junior Brother painting me and Eldest Senior Brother beating me? is it possible that I can’t let Little Junior Brother draw a picture? ?”

This time Xu Luochen is a little angry.

What is the connection between this painting and being beaten?

Little Junior Brother can’t draw a picture for myself?

“Ai, your Senior Brother is indeed a little impulsive, but it is reasonable.”

Taohua Taoist sighed.

“Master, you are eccentric with these words. What do you mean by impulsiveness? Look at what he has beaten me into, look at this arm, this leg, and you look at me Isn’t her mouth a bit crooked?”

Xu Luochen said grimly.

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

Looking at Xu Luochen who was constantly crying.

To be honest, Taihua Taoists are a little distressed.

After all, this is also my own dísciple.

“This Changyu is also true, he started so cruelly.”

Taohua Taoist couldn’t help but blame Su Changyu.

I think Su Changyu is a bit too much.

Isn’t it just about drawing a person? Why should it be like this?

Actually, Taihua Taoists have been mentally prepared for a long time. After all, there is Su Changyu in front. This kind of thing is not impossible.

What Direct Disciple looks like, he is too Chinese and Taoist naturally understands.

“Yes, I just inscribed a poem on the picture scroll. He saw that I was not pleasing to the eye. I knew my literary talent was good. He was always jealous, but didn’t expect him to start. So cruel.”

Xu Luochen still cried.

“What?”

“You inscribed a poem on the painting?”

At this moment, the Taoist man was stunned.

He looked towards Xu Luochen with a loud voice.

Xu Luochen is a little confused.

“Master, how come you are like Eldest Senior Brother.”

Xu Luochen feels a little tinnitus, mainly because the voice of Taihua Taoist roar is a bit loud.

“Show me the painting, hurry.”

Taohua Taoists have a bad premonition inexplicably.

“No, Master, it’s just a painting. How can I make it seem like this painting is very valuable? Here, look.”

Xu Luochen really doesn’t understand Up.

Isn’t it just a painting?

Is it the same as rare treasure?

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

The scroll is unfolded.

There are several creases, and a line of big characters appears on a nice portrait painting.

Let’s not talk about the font one big and one small, the most important thing is scratches and signatures.

On the third day of April, Xu Luochen started writing.

For a while, the great hall quieted down.

Taohua Taoist froze in place.

Xu Luochen slightly frowned on the side.

Because the Master’s reaction looks like Eldest Senior Brother…

Inexplicably, an ominous premonition appeared in my heart.