Chapter 30 The mysterious old man

Tengchong.

A city located in southwestern Yunnan, where the weather is clear in winter and spring, the climate is warm, summer and autumn are sunny and rainy, and the climate is cool and pleasant. Many people come here to travel every year!

Wang Bing is naturally one of many travelers.

As usual, he still dresses like a travel painter now, looking for a place where no one is around to start sketching.

The reason why I came to Tengchong was that I believed whatever others said and believed.

When Wang Ge killed the three people who were preparing to attack him in the alley, he extracted the spirit of the three people at the same time.

By observing the spirit, Wang was probably sure that the man said nothing was wrong. There were indeed rumors of natural elves here in Tengchong.

As for the means of peeking into memory...

There are actually many ways to peek at memory in this world. Whether it is the soul search of Taoism, the soul search of wizards, or the true Gu of Gu masters, these can all peek at the memories of the person being searched.

But these methods have caused great harm to Yi Ren.

You think that if Wang Bing wants to use soul-hiding, he needs to kill the person first. After the person dies, his soul turns into a monster, and then he is detained by a wizard casting spells and finally reads the memory.

Moreover, the memory gained by killing people is just a fragment. Only the original owner’s obsession with the deepest part of his life will be retained.

Not to mention Taoist soul search, it is a means to directly force your soul to read.

Generally, this kind of move is forbidden in Taoism unless it is forced.

And the stern Gu...

Let the bugs penetrate your mind directly, how could this be harmless?

Therefore, when it comes to exploring the soul, in terms of efficiency, it is naturally the most famous soul-bright art of the Lu family.

At least, Wang didn't know who could copy the memories of others in the entire Yiren circle except the Lu family.

"Yeah, young man, you have good painting skills!"

I don't know when, behind Wang Bing stood an old man, the old man twisting his beard and looking at Wang Bing's painting with kind eyes.

"Haha, old man, you are too proud. I can't even make the most of my painting skills!" Wang Bing smiled and replied symbolically.

"Haha, young man, excessive modesty is hypocrisy!"

The old man smiled and said, "You have a good pen to write. You have opened my eyes. I think that except for the people who could draw this kind of painting, I really can't think of any one..."

!!!

Wang Bing's originally squinting eyes opened a little in an instant, and his eyes slightly glanced at the old man beside him.

This old man dressed very simply, like an old man in the countryside, but...

A similar aura instantly made the king more vigilant.

Could this old man be a good guy too...and maybe he is still a big guy!

Structure, there is no obvious grading in this world.

Usually, the alien world only roughly distinguishes between the number of elves and the strength of elves based on the structure.

Small Scene: Three elves, with average strength, and the spirit body does not need to condense into a body.

Structure: More than three elves, of medium strength, at least one or two elves that can condense into shape.

Grand Scene: There are more than five elves and strong strength, and at least four elves that can condense into shapes on the rise.

Of course, the owner of the detained generals is excluded!

Eight wonders are like bugs, you can never examine these people with the eyes of ordinary strangers.

Just like Wang Ye, who mastered the Fenghou Qi Sect, can you say that his research on art is deeper than Chen Jinkui?

That is definitely impossible. I have been immersed in research for many years, and Chen Jinkui is still a big shot at the end.

But what about it!

Wang also had Fenghou Qimen, even Chen Jinkui's Liuyao Jinfu class could not help him. This is not a bug. What is this?

As a bug, Wang Bing naturally cannot distinguish it by ordinary distinction, but this does not affect his classification of others.

The old man in front of him is definitely a big shot.

Although the majestic witch breath on his body was suppressed very well, Wang Bian was the kind of guy who was born to be more sensitive to this aspect...

This old man suddenly came to him. Is there something going on? Or is he also full of nature?

In an instant, countless conspiracy theories surged onto the king and his brain. He looked at the old man and smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to know the secret pleasure boat!"

"Haha, that's natural, back then..."

The old man suddenly stopped talking halfway.

He closed his eyes and said a little deeper: "Forget it, forgot, it's just an old friend. I thought I also loved painting at the time. My old friend gave me a lot of advice on it..."

grass!

Can you act like a fake role? Wang Bing cursed in his heart.

The old man looked at the unmoved look of Wang, coughing lightly, "Since you are destined to be with me, why not drink and talk? Maybe on the secret painting, I can give you some advice!"

Sure enough, the old man saw that his brushwork came from the Secret Painting Boat.

Wang Bing has no major problems with Shentu.

However, in the secret painting, his secret painting progressed a little slowly due to the learning of the spirits and sent generals.

So this time, Wang Bing also focused his cultivation on the secret painting.

...

"I said you always agreed to drink while drinking, why am I here to see you eating!"

In a five-star hotel, Wang Bing held his chin and complained helplessly.

"Hey!"

The old man ate a piece of bait and said, "It's still the 'big rescue' in this store that tastes good..."

"Young man, I'll tell you, people... drink with artistic conception... Sometimes you can't drink for free... that's meaningless!"

"yes--"

Wang Bing shrugged his face and pulled the long voice and said, "So can you tell me what is wrong with my brushwork?"

"well……"

After ate the last bite of "Great Rescue", the old man poured himself a cup of tea and said, "My friend said..."

“…”

After hearing a few words, Wang Bing's face completely pulled down. He knew what the old man said...

"By the way, the old man's surname is Zhong, and his single name is Li! I wonder what my friend calls him?"

Zhongli?

Wang Bing raised his head, looked at the old man with a strange expression, and thought to himself: You are not the one who often eats without money in the middle of a month!

Looking down at the dishes on this table, Wang Bing couldn't help but suck the corners of his eyes. This store is not cheap, and...

This old man ate a lot!

The reason why he was willing to come here to have dinner with the old man was because Wang Bing's intuition told him that the old man in front of him knew a lot of things.

The strange people who come to Tengchong at this point are basically coming to the natural elf.

He Wang Bing has just stepped into the circle and doesn't know much about some things. Maybe he can try to get some information from this old man.

"Bai Ze!"

Wang Bing said lightly: "I know everything you said, but the boy is a little confused. Why did you come to Tengchong with your advanced cultivation..."

"You don't think you're here!"

"Young man, you are not a local either..." The old man suddenly looked up at Wang Bing, and his face returned to normal.

"Yes, I prefer traveling, walking around and looking around, writing and painting!"

Wang Bing squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "It's a bit surprising that this small place can attract a big man!"

"Haha, are all dolls so powerful these days? I think it's good to hide it!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!