If that Young Master Gu was really an Immortal Lord, or even an Immortal Venerable, he should have been killed by the heavenly punishment by now.
Unless, Gu Heng would be an existence that could ignore the will of Heaven and rival the power of Heaven.
But based on what Yin Rufeng knew.
Even in the fairy world, or even the demon world, there is no such powerful person!
Although there was a stranger in his deserted city, he was definitely not that kind of strong man. Perhaps this Mr. Gu had some magical treasure that could conceal his aura.
After all, he was not from the "Xuxian World", but he could become an immortal. This was unexpected for Yin Rufeng. If he still had some secrets, Yin Rufeng would not find it strange.
"Grandpa hasn't had a breakthrough in many years, right?"
Yin Xueling suddenly asked.
In her impression, Yin Rufeng's cultivation has not changed since she was able to practice. It is the same as before. If there is any change, it is that there is a hint of aging on his body.
"yes."
Yin Rufeng sighed, "For so many years, I have been stuck in the Yuanxian Realm and have not made any progress..."
"But a breakthrough is not a good thing. I've also told you that the heavens will not tolerate some practitioners becoming too strong."
After saying that, Yin Rufeng shook his head, sighed, and continued drinking tea.
He didn't think that he could break through in this lifetime. The next level down is the Immortal Lord level. It is said that the Immortal Lord is an existence of relatively high status and position in any of the "Seventy-two Spiritual Continents" in the fairy world.
But one cannot survive at the Immortal Lord level in the Xuantian Realm. If he breaks through, Yin Rufeng will have to suppress his cultivation by damaging his own foundation, so as not to be noticed by the Heavenly Dao. The pain of having broken through but not being able to display his abilities is worse than not breaking through at all.
"Miss, Shopkeeper Jin Qian is here."
The maid Xiaoqin came quickly to report.
Yin Xueling was slightly surprised.
He walked into the courtyard, bowed to Yin Rufeng, then turned to Yin Xueling and said with a gentle smile, "Hello, young lady."
Yin Xueling raised her eyebrows, "Isn't Uncle Jin going to watch the store today?"
"What shop are you looking at? I went to deliver some vegetables, fruits and meats from the inn to Master Gu. By the way, he also asked me to bring this to you."
As he spoke, Jin Qian placed the scroll that Gu Heng had given him on the stone platform with a smile on his face.
Yin Xueling was not surprised this time, but rather a little suspicious.
Indeed, she had discussed it with Gu Heng yesterday. He lives in the deserted city. As a "colleague" who also practices painting, he will give her an exquisite painting. Yin Xueling also feels that her practice seems to have hit a bottleneck recently. It's a good opportunity to see if she can understand anything.
But, so fast?
If Yin Xueling wanted to seriously put her own understanding and practice into her paintings, it would probably take at least ten days, or even several months. This is different from fighting with others. If you want to appreciate it, you have to do your best.Could it be that Mr. Gu is a bit perfunctory?
But now that the paintings have been delivered, I might as well take a look at them first.
"Uncle Jin wants to see it too?"
Yin Xueling looked at Jin Qian's eager face and raised her eyebrows.
"Of course." Jin Qian nodded without hesitation and pointed to the scroll on the table, "Since even you want to admire Master Gu's practice, why not count me in as one."
Although Yin Rufeng didn't say anything, his eyes had already glanced over.
After all, he is also a practitioner who enters the Tao through painting.
Yin Xueling unfolded the scroll in one breath, and then in an instant, the yard seemed to be isolated and imprisoned by some force, and the content of the painting also made the three of them stunned!
This is a war picture!
But the two sides of the war, one side is countless skeletons, and the other side is a demon dragon made of stone. The two sides are killing each other on the battlefield, but the war in this painting seems to be alive!
"This is...!"
Jin Qian was horrified.
After the scroll was unfolded, the yard began to shake violently, as if it could not withstand the power of the painting and was about to collapse!
"How could this happen...what on earth is this?!"
Yin Rufeng was even more surprised, because he felt that the power in the painting, when fully displayed, was even more terrifying than the pressure he released in his heyday!
The head of the Yin family felt like a lowly ant in the huge war, not even qualified to face these skeletons and evil dragons.
Compared to her grandfather, granddaughter Yin Xueling was even more stunned.
She only felt as if she was at the battlefield of the war in the painting, weak and humble. The skeleton and the demon dragon seemed to have come alive. The skeleton exuded black gas that could corrode space, while the demon dragon spit out extreme flames that could burn through the skeleton!
There was such a moment.
Yin Xueling seemed to feel the gaze in the painting falling on herself.
puff!
The shaking around suddenly stopped, and Yin Xueling came back to her senses.
Take a closer look.
It turned out to be Yin Rufeng, who used all his strength to roll up the scroll again.
"Huh... This thing is the great truth!"
He was breathing heavily, his face full of fanaticism.