"Senior, senior."

A low voice interrupted Heng Yu's contemplation. She walked out of the corner of the courtyard and looked lazy at the young man standing in front of a painting.

The man in front of the painting looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and looked pretty. At this time, he stared at the scroll with a slight excitement and cramping expression.

The painting in his hand was extremely strange. It was clearly painted on the scroll, but when others looked over at it, they felt like they were trapped in an inexplicable space.

There is an exquisite small courtyard on the scroll. Although the courtyard is small, it has all the layouts. Qushui Liushang is in the courtyard, and a woman is sitting in the pavilion, which is Hengyu.

"What's the matter?"

When Heng Yu woke up, she found herself in a new world. This time, she became a person in the painting. What is even more surprising is that she has come to this world.

Canglan Continent, Guiyi Sect, Jian Sect, Taibai Academy... These names are enough to awaken the memories that were once buried in the long years.

In a certain life, she had come to this world, but at that time the world was in the Dharma-Ending Age. And now the timeline is ten thousand years after the Dharma-Ending Age, and all the old friends were gone, either ascending to the upper realm, or having already transformed into a place.

Ke Sheng scratched his head, and there was a rare uneasiness on his handsome and handsome face, "Senior, I have already mastered the sword technique you taught me that day. Can you help me see how I practiced it?"

Ke Sheng looked at the woman on the painting with a little cramped and expectantly.

The painting in his hand was the relics left to him by his mother. The painting was the residence of his mother when she was young. When she was lingering in the sickbed, her mother often took out this painting to commemorate the past. After her mother passed away, the painting naturally came to Ke Sheng's hands.

A month ago, Ke Sheng accidentally dropped the scroll into the brazier. He screamed and quickly picked it up and put out the fire. Unexpectedly, the scroll was intact after the fire was put out, and a stunning woman appeared in the yard in the painting.

After communicating with each other, Ke Sheng didn't ask anything, but Heng Yu finished all the words.

Ke Sheng mistakenly thought that she was a powerful person who was robbed and lived in the picture, and treated her very carefully.

A few days later, Ke Sheng ran home excitedly and shouted excitedly: "It's great, the ten-year disciple ceremony of Guiyi Sect is about to begin in three months."

After shouting, Ke Sheng's expression immediately dimmed. Guiyi Sect is the leader of the eight sects of the righteous path. After tens of thousands of years, he is still proud of the shores of the divine path. Even the requirements for recruiting outer disciples are extremely high.

He has three spiritual roots and his understanding is average. He only reached the third level of Qi training stage at the age of fifteen. With such qualifications, he entered the same sect between the one and the other.

Before Ke Sheng was sad, Heng Yu, who was lying in the scroll, could hardly speak out, "Do you want to join the Guiyi Sect?"

When she was in this world, she was the ancestor of the God-Transforming Sect of Guiyi Sect, and she protected Guiyi Sect for thousands of years. Until later she wanted to enter the Immortal Realm, she did not suppress her cultivation and left in the void.

When Ke Sheng heard Heng Yu's words, he quietly looked up at her. When he saw Heng Yu's face, he turned red slightly, and then nodded firmly, "Guiyi Sect is the leader of the eight sects of righteousness. Wen Daofeng's sword technique is even more famous all over the world. If I am lucky enough to visit Wen Daofeng, I will have the confidence to go to my mother's family to seek justice for her."

Heng Yu looked slightly surprised and looked at him up and down a few times.

The system of Heng Yu who did something wrong caused him to become a person in the painting to shrink for a long time, and he couldn't help but pop up. [Zero, I remember you were just visiting Wen Dao Peak back then, what a coincidence]

"Are you planning to become a sword cultivator? With your qualifications, it is difficult to enter the Guiyi Sect, let alone the strict Wendao Peak of the disciples." Heng Yu ignored the system and asked.

She was really bored in the painting. When she heard Ke Sheng's words, she rarely became interested.

Ke Sheng gritted his teeth, "I don't know, I want to give it up. If I don't try anything and give up just like that, how can I seek justice for my parents in the future?"

Heng Yu didn't say anything. There was obviously no wind in the scroll, but her long hair falling on her shoulders gently floated.

Suddenly, a divine thought suddenly fell on Ke Sheng. Before Ke Sheng could react, he saw a bright light appearing in front of him. After the light, there was a sword technique.

Afterwards, the sword technique evolved in his sea of ​​consciousness. Ke Sheng felt this fluctuation and was even more surprised to know that this sword technique could actually consolidate the Dao Foundation.

A quarter of an hour later, Ke Sheng woke up slowly and saluted Heng Yu respectfully.

Heng Yu waved his hand and asked, "How are you painting?"

Ke Sheng was stunned and hesitated: "I learned some with my mother when I was young."

"Then draw a swing for me first."

Ke Sheng became hesitant, "Senior, I have poor painting skills, I am afraid of ruining the painting..." But Ke Sheng said very well, "Senior, from today on, I will practice my painting skills well. From now on, I can draw anything for you if I lack it."

This is almost the same. Heng Yu nodded, satisfied with Ke Sheng's attitude.

"There is another thing. I'm bored in the painting. If there is anything fun in the city, remember to tell me."

After Ke Sheng left, Heng Yu walked back to the room.

The yard is exquisite, but the room has never been carefully painted. There is only the simplest bed and soft couch, and a desk. There is nothing else, and it is so monotonous. Heng Yu lay on the soft couch, allowing the system to call out novels from its database, and she used it to pass the time.

After Ke Sheng practiced his sword well, Heng Yu gave him some shortcomings and let him continue practicing according to this path.

A few days later, Ke Sheng, who came back from buying vegetables, told Hengyu about something that Liu Ling, the son of the city lord of Liucheng, was brought to the door by Yanshu, a core disciple of the Sword Sect.

As the lord of Liucheng City, Liu Ling's grandfather and Yan Shu's grandfather were once friends of life and death. Liu Ling was talented since childhood and was a rare thunder spirit root, while Yan Shu was a single fire spirit root.

The two families agreed to be relatives of their children as relatives. Unexpectedly, when Liu Ling was about to be accepted as a disciple of the Guiyi Sect by an extraordinary rule by a peak master of Guiyi Sect, his cultivation level disappeared overnight, and the Thunder Spirit Root could not be detected.

After that, the Master of Guiyi Sect, who was originally going to come to collect disciples, was no longer in the mood, and the Yan family's attitude towards this marriage became a little blurred.

Yan Shu, who has reached the early stage of foundation building, finally couldn't sit still. He went to Liucheng with his elders and a senior brother of the Jianzong to discuss the divorce with the Liu family.

It is said to be a discussion, but in this case, the feeling of using power to suppress people is stronger.

Now the two people are still in a stalemate in the Liu family mansion, and the news of the divorce has spread to the entire Liucheng.

This routine... You don't need to accept any plot, Heng Yu can guess the development of the plot.

"Take me out and have a look," Heng Yu said.

"Ah?" Ke Sheng was stunned. This was the first time his senior asked him.

Heng Yu's face showed an interesting look, "You can't miss such a classic picture."

Ke Sheng was a little confused about Heng Yu's request, but he also felt that Heng Yu was too bored to stay in the painting all day long, so he stepped forward and carefully took the painting off and was about to run out with the painting in his arms.

Heng Yu: "...you come and find a mirror."

"Ah? Oh oh." Ke Sheng scratched his head awkwardly and ran to take a small bronze mirror that was polished very smooth. A light flashed in the scroll. When Ke Sheng lowered his head again, a graceful figure appeared in the bronze mirror.

Ke Sheng was a little curious, "Senior, can you also possess it in the bronze mirror?" This further strengthened Ke Sheng's idea that Hengyu was a powerful man.

"Yes, but the bronze mirror is too small."

Ke Sheng clenched his fists hard and looked at the bronze mirror deeply. If he had the chance to reach the top in the future, he would definitely reshape his body for his predecessors and let her reappear, rather than being trapped in a place where the painting was painted.

After making up his mind, Ke Sheng did not delay any more and ran from his residence to Liu Mansion.

At this time, there were many people watching the fun outside Liu Mansion.

"Tsk tsk, it's such a sin. When Liu Ling's resources were made, who wouldn't envy the Yan family for having a good marriage?"

"It's just that I'm ungrateful. Lord Liu and the old master of the Yan family are friends of life and death. After the old master dies, he becomes a fragile person."

"You can't say that. The girl from the Yan family is already in the foundation-building stage. Whether it is the Yan family or the Sword Sect, they definitely hope that she can become a Taoist partner with a powerful monk."

Ke Sheng ran out of the crowd. As soon as he heard someone else’s complaints, he saw a thin and tall young man stepping out of the mansion. He looked at the outstanding woman standing under the steps coldly and said loudly: "Today's humiliation, I, Liu Ling and the Liu family, have recorded it."

"If you have the chance in the future, you will definitely enter the Sword Sect and repay the humiliation today."

In the bronze mirror, Heng Yu's eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, and his eyes fell in the void.

In the void, behind Liu Ling, the luck of the weather lit up in an instant.
Chapter completed!