Start from a blind beggar and become a god

Chapter 88 Ink Painting
Not long after Yu Yang left, Chen Huaian appeared behind him and pushed his wheelchair away. It turned out that he had never left from beginning to end.

"Are you leaving?" Yu Yang suddenly asked.

"Ah."

Nuan Yang was the last bow, which made Yu Yang understand that if Chen Huaian had not continued to keep Nuan Yang alive, his Nuan Yang might have left him long ago.

"Thank you."

"No, I just did what I wanted to do." Chen Huaian replied indifferently, as if he didn't care.

Yu Yang knew that Chen Huaian just spoke in a cold tone, but deep down he cared about this matter very much, otherwise he would not have extended Nuan Yang's life.

"When are you planning to leave?" Yu Yang asked Chen Huaian. For some reason, he felt that after this separation, they might never see each other again in this life.

"It should be soon."

Chen Huaian's answer was still so brief.

After the two finished chatting, they suddenly fell into silence. Yu Yang sat quietly in the wheelchair, and Chen Huaian pushed the wheelchair from behind. Both of them were silent.

When they returned to the yard where they lived, Miaoyou had been waiting outside the door for a long time. "You're back." There was some sadness in her tone.

"Yeah." Chen Huaian hummed, while Yu Yang lowered his head and did not speak. Usually at this time, Nuan Yang would run out excitedly and jump into his arms.

Miao You saw Yu Yang's expression and didn't say anything. Chen Huaian pushed Yu Yang into the house. There were several bowls of dishes on the table. Chen Huaian knew that they were bought by Miao You for the simple reason that she couldn't cook.

"Wait a moment, the food is cold, I'll go heat it up."

"No need, just eat it." Chen Huaian said, and Yu Yang nodded on the side. He really had no appetite at this time.

The dinner time was very short. After finishing his meal, Yu Yang went back to his room to rest. Only Chen Huaian and Miao You were left in the yard.

Miao You saw Yu Yang return to the house, she asked Chen Huaian, "What are your plans next?"

"Let's go after a while, what about you?" Chen Huaian asked back. He felt that Miao You would not go with him.

"I plan to go to other places and improve my strength. Maybe when you see me next time, I will have reached the level of a Grandmaster."

"Then congratulations to you in advance."

Miaoyou is a strong-willed person at heart. Although she looks lively and cheerful, she actually cannot bear to see the sufferings of the world.

Chen Huaian had already guessed the purpose of her leaving this time. She wanted to improve herself so that she would not be helpless when encountering such a thing next time.

After Chen Huaian finished speaking, Miao You stood up and said, "Go to bed early. I still need to practice."

"Okay, take a rest."

Miaoyou nodded, then returned to her room. Chen Huaian also returned to his room, but he did not fall asleep. Instead, he played the flute, and the melody of no return filled the yard.

In Miaoyou's room, Miaoyou leaned against the door, listening to the familiar melody, and whispered to herself, "I don't know when I will hear this familiar melody again."

The snow fell to the ground and landed on the shoulders of the person walking away. Miaoyou stretched out her hand and let the snowflakes fall on her hand and disappear in a flash.

[Name: Chen Huaian, Age: 38]

[Lifespan: 132, Bones: Ordinary]

[Kung Fu: LV4 Phantom Sword Technique (45%)]

[Skill: No Return]

[Level: LV7 (0/100)]

[Current effects: increase lifespan, dredge meridians, dispel dampness and warm the body, improve comprehension, pray to gods and ask for divination, and paint in ink and color.]

[Asking for divination: Divination is conducted every day, and can be divided into small good luck, good luck, great good luck, small bad luck, bad luck, and great bad luck. ]

【Ink and Color: Use the power of the spirit to paint ink landscapes.】

【Today's life span increased by two hours.】

[Disease: epileptic laughter disorder, which can be gradually treated by Bie Wugui. Current treatment progress: 34%]

"Breakthrough." After Chen Huaian said this, he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

His strength gradually increased as he played the flute, so he didn't know his specific realm. He had always been judging his own realm through fights with others. Now he estimated that he should have left the Grandmaster realm and reached the Hunyuan realm.

……

Miaoyou left the city. She left simply and took almost nothing with her. The only thing she took with her was the whip she used to save Chen Huaian that day.

Chen Huaian stood on the roof, looking at her leaving back, and said lightly, "See you later."

Afterwards, his figure disappeared from the spot. After Chen Huaian left, Miao You turned around and looked at the place where Chen Huaian had stood before. She didn't know that Chen Huaian had come, but that direction was the direction where she had lived for most of the month.

"We will see you later."

……

After Chen Huaian left, he came to Yu Yang's room and said, "Since you have made a breakthrough, I can make you stand up within three days."

Chen Huaian worked for most of the night and walked out of Yu Yang's room panting, "It's so tiring."

However, his attention was quickly drawn to the new function of the system. "Ink painting, it sounds interesting. I wonder how effective it is."

He silently recited the words "ink and color" in his heart, and then wielded the sword with the magic sword technique. In an instant, he seemed to be in a scene like an ink painting, and every swing was like splashing ink.

Chen Huaian was dressed in fluttering purple clothes, like an immortal. Every time he swung his sword, it was like ink splashing on rice paper, leaving behind sword marks like smoke and fog. The flickering sword shadows were like the smudge of ink.

When he turned his body, the sword moved with him, like a flowing ink painting. The light of the sword blended with his figure, and it was hard to tell whether it was the sword or the ink.

"Ancient ink scroll, I like it."

He discovered that if the ink painting technique was used, the power of the Phantom Flow Sword Technique would be even greater than before, at least three times more powerful than before. "It seems to be an amplification effect."

However, he did not think that the skills given by the system would simply increase the power, but he just did not know how to use them effectively now.

“I don’t know what skills I’ll have when I level up.”

Chen Huaian became more and more curious about the skills given by the system, but he discovered one thing: it seemed that he had never used divination before.

"This skill was so invisible that I almost forgot about it."

Chen Huaian put away his ink painting and walked into the house. Only then did he realize that when he was performing the Phantom Flow Sword Technique, he entered a state of ecstasy, and the day had brightened without him noticing.

[Kung Fu: LV4 Phantom Sword Technique (50%)]

"It seems that after using the ink painting technique, the proficiency of the corresponding skills will increase faster."

Chen Huaian likes ink painting more and more. This skill fits his personality in every aspect, as if it was specially made for him.

Chen Huaian returned to his room to meditate. He didn't really need to sleep now. If he wanted to sleep, it should be just because he wanted to sleep. After all, sleeping is what a mortal should do.

Chen Huaian never considered himself as a superior cultivator, nor did he consider himself an immortal. In his heart, he was just one of the common people.

(End of this chapter)