Chapter 113

Lin Shuyu introduced everything very earnestly; it was evident that she had a broad-minded nature and held no resentment toward Heng Xian despite the prank he and Xiao Hei had pulled.

She even explained things to Heng Xian tirelessly, as if it were a good thing whenever a sect disciple gained insight into a secret technique.

Moreover, when she spoke, her voice was neither too loud nor too soft; she was neither impolite nor overly talkative, making her a pleasure to listen to.

No one could dislike a girl like this.

Heng Xian couldn't help but look at her a few more times. I actually saw her naked?!!

How extravagant!

Just then, Huo Yuanqing suddenly squeezed his way between the two of them and said indifferently: "Junior Sister Lin is quite right; the stone tablet is exactly that kind of situation. Junior Brother Heng, please observe!"

Heng Xian nodded, took a step forward, and looked carefully at the stone tablet.

Huo Yuanqing, Lin Shuyu, and hundreds of male and female disciples also looked over.

In the golden maple forest, the scene returned to its earlier, still state.

A gentle breeze blew, maple leaves danced, and everyone watched and sought enlightenment, a true scene of the immortals.

Heng Xian stared intently at the stone tablet, looking first at the structure of the Eagle Technique.

There were seventeen strokes in total, likely carved with a sword, each stroke more sloppy than the last! It gave one the feeling that "I could draw that too."

Looking at the overall shape again, he was shocked to discover that the entire eagle seemed to leap out, as if it were about to come alive!

This was somewhat magical!

The more he looked, the more profound it felt!

Faintly, some kind of feeling emerged.

But this feeling was very hard to grasp.

Forget it, I won't grasp it!

Heng Xian immediately opened the "Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "Help me calculate the secret technique on the stone tablet before me!"

The hexagram answer: 【After calculation! This is a casual carving made by an early Transformation Deity cultivator when they realized a one-form spell!

The carvings are sloppy, the moves are shallow, and five hundred years have passed! Later generations who observe it can no longer comprehend the complete moves of a Transformation Deity cultivator!

The Heavenly Hexagram has already helped the host complete it, as follows...】

The Heavenly Hexagram listed a hand claw secret technique, with nineteen acupuncture point paths, released through the air, fierce and domineering!

It had already reached the Upper Grade of the Heavenly Rank!

This thing was quite complex; it really wasn't something an ordinary person could understand just by wanting to.

Moreover, it couldn't possibly be the same as the original intention of this Transformation Deity ancestor.

Because all methods below the Primordial Dan Realm are called martial arts or secret techniques!

All methods above the Primordial Dan Realm enter the category of spells, which are incomparably profound, transcendent, and terrifying.

Just as weapons used by cultivators below the Primordial Dan Realm are all called spirit weapons!

Weapons and treasures used by cultivators above the Primordial Dan Realm driven by a Golden Core are all called Dharma treasures! The two cannot be spoken of in the same breath!

Thinking of this, Heng Xian rubbed his sore eyes.

That Senior Brother Huo Yuanqing seemed to have been watching him all along; seeing this, he couldn't help but ask: "Junior Brother Heng's talent is worthy of being called a genius, and your combat techniques are also eye-catching!

Surely you didn't stop observing and seeking enlightenment just because you were tired and feeling irritable, right?"

When he said this, he had a look of senior-brotherly concern.

But these words actually had a bit of the meaning of "killing with praise." After all, in such a short time, it was impossible for anyone to comprehend anything; under normal circumstances, if it wasn't because of being tired, what else could it be?

Who knew that Heng Xian would say unhurriedly: "Hmm! I comprehended a big move!"

"Uh..." The smile on Huo Yuanqing's face instantly froze.

Lin Shuyu also looked over in surprise.

Hundreds of disciples looked over one after another.

The entire maple forest was deathly silent for a moment.

In such a short time, he... comprehended a move???

Comprehended what?

Is he even human?!

"Junior Brother Heng, you are truly... invincible!"

"What did you comprehend?"

"Can you demonstrate it for us to see?"

A crowd of disciples clamored one after another.

Heng Xian was just about to speak,

Huo Yuanqing glanced at Lin Shuyu with eyes full of doting and care, and laughed first: "To tell you the truth, I also comprehended a move!"

"Wow! Senior Brother Huo is truly amazing!"

"Senior Brother Huo is really strong!"

"We can't see anything; could the two of you demonstrate and explain a little? Thanks!"

The crowd of disciples clamored again.

Huo Yuanqing waved his hand to signal for quiet, then looked at Heng Xian: "I have long heard that Junior Brother Heng is good at painting, and using painting to seek enlightenment is truly unique!"

"This..." Heng Xian hesitated for a moment. What am I good at? Isn't it just you people spreading rumors?

Huo Yuanqing said again: "It just so happens that I am also skilled in the way of zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Why don't we display the secret techniques we comprehended in the form of ink paintings and then explain them to everyone?"

Heng Xian finally got a chance to speak: "But, I don't know how to paint!"

Huo Yuanqing said without room for argument: "Junior Brother is too humble. Come, bring brush, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

"Coming!"

Someone immediately took out two sets of the four treasures of the study from their storage bag, and someone carried over two square tables.

Huo Yuanqing waved his sleeves without yielding: "Please, Junior Sister Lin, grind the ink for me!"

Lin Shuyu nodded and began to grind the ink skillfully.

"I'll grind the ink for Junior Brother Heng!" A female disciple with good looks volunteered to help grind the ink.

Hundreds of disciples all around gathered, each of them inexplicably excited:

"I really didn't come in vain today!"

"That's right! Watching others seek enlightenment and demonstrate is not only good for cultivating one's character, but one can also learn a thing or two!"

"The most important thing is that we can also see the painting skills of Senior Brother Huo and Junior Brother Heng!"

"It's indescribably wonderful!"

"Go quickly and notify the other brothers and sisters to come and watch!"

At this time, Lin Shuyu had already finished grinding the ink.

Huo Yuanqing's long sleeves and long hair flew together; he held the brush and splashed ink, looking handsome and heroic, which made people admire him.

Especially the brushwork in the painting, which was like an axe or knife, full of spiritual intent.

The crowd of disciples watched, mesmerized, and then looked at Heng Xian with anticipation, only to find that Junior Brother Heng was in a daze.

The female disciple grinding the ink pushed the inkstone to signal that it was ready.

The people around the table stared at him blankly.

"Uh..." Heng Xian was full of profanity.

Painting?

Adding his past life and this life together, he wasn't a person who could paint; looking at paintings was about as far as it went!

What should he paint?

"Wow! It's really here!"

People flew over on swords one after another from the distance.

There were even quite a few elders who came stepping through the air with great interest.

More and more people gathered!

Soon the entire maple forest valley was packed with people!

Huo Yuanqing became more spirited the more he painted, his expression becoming more and more radiant; he even took out a bottle of wine, drinking while painting, and singing while painting: "A laugh at heaven and earth~"

Beside him, Lin Shuyu's mouth curled up, smiling awkwardly but politely.

It had to be said that Huo Yuanqing at this moment was indeed peerless in style!

Looking at the side, Heng Xian, whose appearance and temperament were slightly superior to Senior Brother Huo, was found holding his brush, still in a daze.

"Uh..." A group of people near the table opened their mouths and tilted their heads, watching him in a daze.

After a moment, Huo Yuanqing threw away his brush and sleeves heavily.

The painting was finished!

It was a painting of a fairy dancing with a sword.

The fairy's posture was graceful, her appearance extremely beautiful, and she even looked somewhat like Lin Shuyu.

Her slender jade hands held a sword, dancing on the clouds.

The whole painting was vivid, beautiful, and generous, and it didn't lack sharpness and sword intent.

The dense crowd of disciples and elders couldn't help but shout "Good!"

Lin Shuyu also smiled faintly, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Immediately, everyone looked at Heng Xian in unison.

Only to find that Heng Xian was still in a daze.

Huo Yuanqing was stunned: "What does Junior Brother Heng Xian mean? Why not paint?

Are there any difficulties? Could it be that you didn't comprehend anything? No way, right?"

Heng Xian glanced at him, then looked at his painting, highly suspecting that this guy was showing off his painting skills and picking up girls!

You say you're showing off and picking up girls using me as a stepping stone; isn't that going too far? Damn it!

Now that the arrow was on the string, he had to fire it!

But painting is the same principle as writing books or novels; if you can do it, you can do it, and if you can't, you can't squeeze out a single word for half a day!

Thinking of this, he shook his head, picked up the brush, swish, swish, swish, a few strokes, and the painting was done!

Huo Yuanqing, Lin Lingyu, and the dense crowd of disciples and elders looked,

And were instantly dumbfounded!

(End of chapter)