"Big Brother? Why are you here?" Ye Ping immediately stood up and bowed, with joy and curiosity in his eyes. Did I lose it? Is he really my junior brother? Su Changyu was completely shocked. This was totally unreasonable. How come you look like a different person after not seeing you for half a month? What do you use for skin care? Give me some? Su Changyu was truly shocked. But he still suppressed the shock in his heart and tried not to appear as if he had never seen the world. Thinking of this, Su Changyu couldn't help but speak. "I have some things to deal with recently and am not in the sect."
"Junior brother, why do you have a faint fragrance?" Just after saying this, Su Changyu couldn't help but frown, looking a little curious. The scent is not offensive, but it can be smelled immediately. "Oh, the senior sister just came and taught me the Qi training method." Ye Ping answered quickly, afraid that Su Changyu might misunderstand something. "What? Your senior sister is here? Where is she?" When mentioning Xiao Muxue, Su Changyu seemed a little nervous. "They have left, right? Big Brother, what are you doing?" Ye Ping was a little curious and didn't understand why Su Changyu was a little nervous. Hearing that Xiao Muxue had left, Su Changyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. In the entire Qingyun Taoist Sect, no one, from top to bottom, is not afraid of Xiao Muxue. It’s not that Xiao Muxue would bully people, but mainly because Xiao Muxue was too sharp-tongued. Su Changyu still remembered the day when he performed sword skills in front of Xiao Muxue and was scolded by Xiao Muxue to the point that he doubted his life. The sword skills that I have studied and practiced diligently for decades, in Xiao Muxue's mouth, it feels like everything can be done with just hands. Not only myself, but also everyone in the sect has been belittled by Xiao Muxue. But this is not the most painful thing. The most painful thing is that what she said was true. Therefore, among all the people in the sect, only the little junior sister was close to Xiao Muxue, and the rest of the people were too late to see Xiao Muxue running away. "Nothing, just a little surprised. Your senior sister is a busy person. I didn't expect she still has time to guide you." Su Changyu made up a random remark, but he looked at Ye Ping and said, "Junior brother, your senior sister is the most talented among us. You must learn from her." Su Changyu said very seriously. Although Xiao Muxue has a very sharp tongue, to be honest, Xiao Muxue is indeed the only capable disciple of Qingyun Taoist Sect.
Su Changyu didn’t know how strong Xiao Muxue was, but he knew very well that Xiao Muxue must be stronger than him, and Xiao Muxue’s origins were also very mysterious. He remembered very clearly that when he was fifteen years old, Xiao Muxue followed his master up the mountain. Although he didn't know where his master had tricked such a beautiful woman from, Taoist Taihua told him vaguely. This senior sister is really capable. Therefore, Su Changyu also respects Xiao Muxue. Now that she is willing to personally guide Ye Ping, it is a good thing, so that he can avoid learning some unnecessary things. "Junior brother understands, thank you for your guidance, senior brother." Ye Ping understood. Soon, the situation became a little awkward. Su Changyu didn't know what to say. Ye Ping also looked at Su Changyu calmly. The two of you looked at each other and remained silent. After a while, Su Changyu looked up at the sky. He really wanted to say, "Junior brother, look at this beautiful scenery, do you want to paint it?" But the words were stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter them. How embarrassing. Su Changyu felt a little uncomfortable. As the eldest senior brother of Qingyun Taoist Sect, he actually had to ask his junior brother for a painting? Wouldn't it be so embarrassing if this got out? If cultivators from other places see this, they would think that Qingyun Taoist Sect is very poor? But when I think about it carefully, it seems that I am not wrong. Ouch, that’s so annoying. Su Changyu was in a very depressed mood. Why do I feel depressed when I return to Qingyun Taoist Sect? It's not even time yet and you're already feeling depressed? Su Changyu felt very uncomfortable. But suddenly, thinking of everything that happened in the Yunwu Mountains, Su Changyu gritted his teeth for a moment. Although it's a bit shameless, there's nothing we can do about it. "cough!" Just at this moment, Su Changyu coughed lightly, attracting Ye Ping's attention. "Little Junior Brother, I have something to ask you." Su Changyu tried his best to keep his voice steady and not to sound too embarrassed. As the saying goes, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed.
"Excuse me, Senior Brother." Ye Ping didn't understand what Su Changyu wanted to ask, but he still looked very serious. "That's right. During the time that Senior Brother was away, did you paint? Or write any poems?" Su Changyu spoke with gritted teeth. Although his tone was calm, he felt extremely embarrassed inside. When Ye Ping heard this, he took out a scroll from the side. "Big Brother, I did draw two pictures recently, but this one is of night. I don't know if the master likes this kind of painting. If he doesn't like it, I will draw another one and try my best to make the master like it." Ye Ping took out the scroll, spread it on the ground, and then looked at Su Changyu carefully. He didn't expect that the master also liked his paintings. If I had known this earlier, I would have painted a few more chapters when I had nothing to do, including landscape paintings and scenery paintings. If all else fails, I could just paint a portrait for the master. As long as I can make the master happy, what does painting two paintings matter? Ye Ping no longer wants to leave Qingyun Taoist Sect. His biggest goal right now is to become a formal disciple, rather than a trainee disciple. "You really drew it?" Su Changyu was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ye Ping to actually draw it. "Yes, a few days ago, Junior Brother couldn't figure out how to practice Qigong, so after thinking hard, he made a picture." "Big Brother, does the master like the night view? I don't think he likes it. After all, if it is hung in the room, this night view is not very good. How about I draw a landscape painting now? It will look more comfortable?" Ye Ping said seriously. However, Su Changyu simply waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter. The master likes night views. He likes to stroll around at night when he has nothing to do. Come, let me take a look at this painting." As long as there is a painting, Su Changyu doesn’t care whether it is a night scene or not. He took a few steps forward, and soon a night scene appeared. In the painting, the sky is as black as ink, and there is an indescribable feeling, as if there is some Zen clue that makes people ponder inexplicably. But soon, a little bit of starlight appeared, as if one was seeing the blue sky through the clouds. it is good! it is good! OK! Su Changyu couldn't help but be surprised. This painting felt even better than the previous one. In particular, there is a poem inscribed on the scroll. "The stars are lined up in the deep night, and the moon is not yet set on the rock." "The perfect brilliance is undimmed, and hanging in the sky is my heart." Su Changyu didn't know how to appreciate poetry, but he knew that this poem was a good one because there was a seal of "Qinglian Jushi" on the poem.
it is good! it is good! OK! Su Changyu couldn't help but shout "OK" three times in his heart. The first "hello" was no one. The second sound, "good", is a poem. The third "good" means that this painting looks better than the previous one. If he couldn't sell it for a sky-high price, he would just tear down the pawn shop. well. very good. "Junior brother, your painting skills seem to have improved again. Very good, very good. Your progress in painting skills means that your state of mind has also improved. This is a good thing for you." Su Changyu rarely showed a gentle smile. Praising Ye Ping. "Really? Thank you for your advice, Senior Brother." Hearing the praise from his senior brother for the first time, Ye Ping couldn't help but look a little surprised. "Junior brother, I will give this painting to the Sect Master. Don't worry, I will speak well of you in front of the Sect Master." Su Changyu opened his mouth and looked at the scroll on the ground. "Thank you, senior brother." Hearing that he could say a few good words for himself, Ye Ping immediately put the scroll away and handed it to Su Changyu. After taking the scroll, Su Changyu felt relieved. "Junior brother, you said before that you drew two pictures. Where is the other one? Let's show them to the master. What if the other one is better?" Su Changyu said so. Since you have already taken it, you might as well take one more. You already have no shame anyway. "Another one?" "Big Brother, the other one is in the hands of Brother Luo Chen, but the Sect Master probably won't like it." Ye Ping spoke. "Brother Luo Chen?" Su Changyu frowned slightly, feeling an ominous premonition for some reason.
"Yes, it's in Senior Brother Luo Chen's hands." Ye Ping nodded. "If that's the case, then forget it." Su Changyu did not continue to ask questions, for fear of making more mistakes. But soon, Su Changyu continued: "By the way, Junior Brother, how come you seem like a different person after not seeing you for half a month?" Su Changyu couldn't help but ask the question in his mind. He was really curious.