"Moonlight Stone, what I need is the Moonlight Stone, not the Moonlight Stone. ++++ They are different, they are completely different things. Do you know how big the moon on the "Moonlight Stone" is? The master only outlined the semicircle. Do you understand? I don't want the powder of the Moonlight Stone to be in color, just the powder of the Moonlight Stone, otherwise it would be a blasphemy of this "Moonlight Stone"?"

"Money? Stop talking about money to me."

"This is a magical work that can make people dance, this is a magical work that can make people leave their souls and draw... Don't look at it with the eyes of ordinary people."

"Listen, if you want money, you will find the He butler or the Hai butler. Don't bother me. I just want the moonlight stone, no matter how expensive it is. There is also the tears of Alberion. I said I wanted the Youquan Tears to grind into the powder, but you found the Baiquan stone. What does this mean? This is 'I want a gold brick, but you gave me a bronze stone' Do you know? Are you all deaf in your ears? Don't give me a quote again. I don't want to know how much the Youquan Tears Stone is worth, just go find it for me. This painting is different. Your masterpieces that are millions and tens of millions can be used to wipe your butt in a few decades. It can be passed down for generations. Do you understand, idiots!"

Golden Bell Flower City, Private Jade Tower.

A group of powerful people whispered about the "Imperial Robe Fight" in the imperial capital, while another thin-looking old man was yelling loudly.

There were rare stones worth ten thousand gold in front of him, but he looked down upon them.

"I don't want ink stones, you bastards, the ink heart water emperor stone I want. It is used to dye the shadows in the water of "Yuewu". It's not just a piece of black stone, damn idiots! Meng Gong. What's going on? If you can't bear to leave money, don't waste my time. These two paintings keep them in their original state. Now I'm making a bunch of garbage paint. Do you want me to destroy them?"

Hearing the roar, the powerful Dukes and Marquis were slightly dissatisfied.

The duke, known as Meng Gong, stepped forward and said, "Old Ji, don't be angry. This is just some paints, which will not affect your magical brushwork. What you always say is a bit difficult to make up for, why don't you make do with these paints to complete the scroll?"

Mr. Ji was stunned when he heard this.

Shake your head.

Sighing: "Meng Gong is so elegant and builds his own private jade building. It seems that this is the case. I am wrong to come this time, please give me some advice. The master of Dianbian is a strange man. He knows that he can control the entire scroll with a few strokes, not the kind of painter you imagined. Now I just want to say one thing: these two paintings have been painted, and it is only a matter of color forming. Even if you invite the old man Kuai Muxiang, you can't change it at all."

"Old Ji, the original painting is just a painting by a young teacher from Tielan Painting Academy. You just need to modify the original painting..." Meng Gong was slightly unhappy when he heard this and was about to persuade him.

"I have known this for a long time. It's because you don't understand art painting and it's unreasonable. That master has the ability to 'turn decay into magic'. It's enough for him to just click on this tear of Aberion. If you repair the portrait of Mrs. Aberion perfectly, the whole painting will not have such effect. It's like a little star in the dark night sky. If you want to make it into a star, it's a way to add to the snake. Forget it, I can't explain it to you. I'm back, do whatever you love."

After saying that, Mr. Ji ignored everyone's reaction and walked out of the hall quickly.

"Old Ji...Old Ji..."

Everyone was shocked and Meng Gongzheng wanted to catch up. At this time, a group of old men with swords broke in outside the door.

The leader did not say hello.

He asked directly: "I'm disturbing. Who is Ji Baisan?"

"Who are you?" The powerful people in the Private Yulou were shocked, but the guards were afraid to move. They had already identified it. Any one of these people could kill them in seconds. Angering them would only cause trouble.

Meng Gong and others were also shocked and speechless.

Any of these old men is a great god who cannot enter the house even if they ask for hundreds of invitations.

Now they all came to the door?

"I am Ji Baisan. Are you... a craftsman in the sword training field?" Ji Lao said strangely.

"Yes, we are from the sword training field. Hello Mr. Ji, we have a painting of the level of "viewing paintings and leaving the soul", but it was messed up by someone. Mr. Ji, can you please repair it?" the old man in the lead stepped forward and said.

After hearing the "Watching the Painting and Leaving the Soul", everyone was completely unaware of the reason.

Mr. Ji jumped up: "What did you say? You actually let others do this kind of painting. Is your sword an iron piece? Will you not cut him to death? Take me over here and immediately!"

"please!"

"By the way, if you want to repair this kind of magical work, you may need a lot of precious materials, then..."

"As long as there is anything in this world, I will find you."

"Very good, you understand people." Old Ji smiled with satisfaction and left with a group of old men holding swords. The guards of the Private Jade Tower stepped back and let them avoid them, and did not dare to stop these powerful men. When they saw the eyes of the old men of swords, they knew that they could not be provoked. It was definitely the serious consequence of you killing you with a sword.

Meng Gong and other nobles blushed slightly.

They just thought that Mr. Ji wasted money and intentionally exaggerated the facts.

Unexpectedly.

In a blink of an eye, a group of elderly people with ten times higher status took any cost to repair a painting.

Half an hour later.

"Mr. Meng, Mrs. Aberlion has something to ask for."

"Oh, I dare not be a butler Lan, I don't know what the wife has to do to give?" Meng Gong was both the duke, but he did not dare to pose for Mrs. Aberion.

"Mrs. is now a guest at the sword training ground in the city. There is a Master Ji at the same table here. He is very good at repairing artworks. The lady is about to ask for two paintings, "Tears of Aberion" and "Yuewu", and hand them over to Master Ji for repair. Since thousands of masters and craftsmen in the sword training ground are accompanying the table, it is not convenient for the wife to walk away. She was unable to come in person, so please forgive me." Butler Lan bowed and said.

Meng Gong and his group were speechless.

"Meng Gong, is there any inconvenience?" asked Lan strangely.

"No... no. The person comes, take the painting and hand it over to Butler Lan to take it away." Meng Gong shouted lightly. He felt very distressed at this time. He knew very well that this was not Madame Aberlion to humiliate him. It was a coincidence. Madame Aberlion was invited by a swordsman, and Ji Baisan was also invited to the place just now. Seeing Mr. Ji's level, the lady must think that his craftsmanship is the best.

The powerful people were also smiling bitterly.

Have known it long ago.

No matter what the price is spent, you will satisfy Master Ji and you can still achieve a good story.

Now, it can only become a joke.

"Meng Gong, I don't know what the swordsmen invited Mr. Ji to repair. If that thing is of high value, I'm afraid that our little treatment for Master Ji will turn into a joke." A marquis who is familiar with Mr. Meng said next to him.

Meng Gong shook his head gently.

He sighed and said, "This face... we are sure to lose our minds. Things that can attract so many swordsmen to pay attention to are definitely not simple things. Even if Master Ji is not well repaired, we have to take the title of being a little bitch. The person who came here used my name to send a gift to the sword training ground. He said that I did not treat Master Ji well and was willing to invite all the painting teachers and students in the city to have a banquet at the Golden Bell Tower for one month to show his guilt."

"Yes, Duke Meng." The chief guard bowed and left. He thought, Duke Meng had been considered a 'big bleeding' this time.

A mere thought difference now has to be slapped in the face.

the next day.

Sun Gong came to the guest house early and waited in front of Du Nan's living room.

"Assistant Sun, are you in trouble?"

"Mr. Du, yes, last night, Meng Gong had no intention of neglecting a master. Today, he specially apologized to all painters. Meng Gong has already booked half of the Golden Bell Tower to invite all the painting teachers and students in Golden Bell Flower City. Please take only one month. Dean Zhang asked me to ask, is Mr. Du interested in dining at the Golden Bell Tower?" Sun Gong explained.

"Is it free? Of course there is. If you don't eat it, don't eat it." Du Nan said with a smile.

Sun Gong also laughed and didn't dare to say anything.

But I thought in my heart.

With your status as a "grandmaster of competition", you want to have a free meal... The powerful merchants in the entire Golden Bell Flower City lined up for a banquet. As long as you are willing to go, let alone others, Roddy's group of powerful young men want to come over all day long. If you appreciate your face, they will be happy to eat for a hundred years. Needless to say, you even Xiao Jing, who has had a few competitions on the anchor, has become a hot commodity in the upper class.

Du Nan and his group followed the Tielan teachers and students to eat and drink.

In the sword training field.

Another group of people are busy.

Mrs. Aberion stopped in front of the painting named "Sword of Rocks". Her eyes were a little confused. Intuitively, she felt that the painter's brushwork was a bit familiar. The tear point in the "Tear of Aberion" was the most obvious, almost the same as the ink circle. The difference is that this ink circle is "hard and sharp" and the tear point is "soft and beautiful".

"Old Tie, this painting is very important to you, how important is it?" asked Alberion.

Tiebaiguan thought about it when he heard it, but he didn't know how to answer.

at this time.

An old man with white beard came forward and said softly, "Madame Aberlion, have you heard of the 'Wind-Slaying Wood Carving'?"

Aberion chuckled: "Old man, you have heard of this for anyone with ears."

The old man in snow robe also smiled: "Since you know, there is no need to say much about the old man. Its value is similar to the wind-cut wood carving... No, in terms of applicability, it may be more valuable than the wind-cut puppet. Because the wood carving carved by Teacher Nie with the wind-cut sword is only suitable for a few people who know how to cut the water sword. And it is suitable for anyone who likes to practice the five-wheeled sword skills."

Hearing this comment, Ji Baisan was also stunned.

He couldn't believe it.

The masterpiece painting in his hand is actually comparable to the small wood carving carved by Master Nie Daoxing's sword. Moreover, the old man seemed to think it is more practical.

"Old Tie, this... is really what the old man said?" Ji Baisan said suspiciously.

"Of course." Tie Baijian nodded seriously and explained: "This is Si Muhua, Mr. Si, one of the top masters who are less than a hundred people in the chaotic universe who truly understand the Shui Sword. Mr. Si is also a disciple of Mr. Nie. If this painting is not as good as the Shoufeng Woodcarving, Mr. Si would rather die than demote himself. Mr. Ji, you understand its preciousness, and you will trouble you."

"Oh... OK..."

Hearing the three words "Slaying the Water Sword", Ji Baishan was completely shocked. The swordsman with less than a hundred people in the chaotic universe was one of them.

At this moment, Mr. Ji completely believed his words.

Without real value, this old man would never be biased against the works of "Master Nie Daoxing".
Chapter completed!