My Another World Sword Saint Wife

"The Picture of the Giant Ape Shaking the Mountain" was written by the elder Shan of Guihe Xianfeng.

Although this person is a master painter, he is lazy by nature on weekdays. If Fu Zhexing hadn't been scribbling for a long time, and because of Xuan Yang's face, he would not be bothered to write.

And "Panda Acting Like a Baby, Showing Cuteness and Sleeping with Bamboo Dreaming of a Breeder Holding His Thighs" was simply drawn randomly by Tianyang Peak's painting master Yangchen Zijiu after three rounds.

Later, in order to collect the Five Beasts Catalogue, Fu Zhexing reluctantly exchanged it for fine wine.

To put it bluntly, these two paintings were just improvised. The artist himself has no problem with his skills, but the artistic conception in them can only be hehe.

After sacrificing the formation, with the strength of the two beasts, it is naturally handy to deal with some miscellaneous fish and shrimp.

However, if one encounters an opponent of the same level, the loopholes in it will undoubtedly be exposed.

Fortunately, Shangguan Ritian has not practiced Taoism for a long time, and his level of strength is not much higher than that of Fu Zhexing.

"Shangguan Ritian. You used to say that I was in vain as the head disciple. But now, you are no match for me, a person who encourages the painter's path."

Fu Zhexing shook his head helplessly, and continued to sigh: "Oh, Fu wants to ask, is this strength worthy of being the young master of the Shangguan family?"

Faced with the simple words and sarcasm, Shangguan Ritian's heart suddenly became angry, and his face became gloomy.

He knew very well in his heart that he should try to calm his mind at this time and concentrate on the battle in front of him.

But knowing the truth and being able to actually do it are two different things.

As an elite disciple of the mountain gate and the family's favorite son, if he is not considered top-notch, then everyone else can be called a fool.

The two sword eyebrows gradually frowned, and the strategy of adjusting the mentality failed instantly.

Although he knew that the other party was using aggressive methods to disturb his mind, the anger in his heart still couldn't be controlled.

Shangguan Ritian is different from the common dudes of the second generation of immortals, he is very diligent in his practice.

Usually in the mountain gate, he respects his teachers, and basically obeys the words of his elders.

Apart from being a little inflexible in dealing with people, he can be called a model monk in Longhu Mountain.

But after all, he is a child of a rich family, and he is also unavoidable from that innate arrogance.

Coupled with the over-protection of the family over the years, Shangguan Ritian rarely suffered real setbacks in his life.

The smooth sailing in the past hundred years has actually caused him to be a little naive in his attitude towards certain things.

There was a suffocation in his chest and there was nowhere to vent it, Shangguan Ritian was slightly stagnant, and he wanted to speak out to refute.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, especially the chrysanthemum was very tight.

On a whim!

Is someone going to plot against himself?

This is impossible!

Since the start of the battle, he has released his awareness, covering a 30-meter range around his body, and any disturbance in it cannot escape his senses.

boom!

The sound of soil bursting suddenly came from under his feet.

A bamboo shoot as thick as the mouth of a bowl drilled out of the ground like lightning, pointing directly at one of the nine orifices on Shangguan Ritian's body.

Shangguan Ritian never expected that a fat and piggy panda could have the ability to escape from the ground.

You must know that low-level monks cannot release consciousness in a large area for a long time.

The reason why he didn't take the initiative to sense the underground is also due to his basic understanding of these kinds of painted beasts.

It's almost unheard of for a panda to burrow into the ground!

It happened so suddenly that it was too late to dodge.

That part is extremely fragile, and it is even more impossible to resist hard!

what should i do

For some reason, at this moment, Shangguan Ritian's mind was like a revolving lantern, recalling the incident of admiring chrysanthemums with his younger junior sister when he was young.

That evening in that month of that year, the wind was sunny, the setting sun was like fire, and the sky was full of colorful clouds.

In a chrysanthemum garden at the foot of Luoxia Peak.

The ten-year-old and his eight-year-old junior sister held hands and ran among the flowers.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother~ Look at these chrysanthemums, they are big and round, so golden and beautiful~" the little junior sister pointed to a blooming bud and said happily.

Shangguan Ritian's complexion was reddish, and his attention was almost entirely focused on the warm touch of his palm.

He was still young at that time, and he didn't know the skills to win girls' favor.

He had no choice but to put on a haughty posture bluntly, and learned a sentence from a certain elder to show that he was knowledgeable.

"Well, the wind blows the fragrance of chrysanthemums in the setting sun, and the golden stamens turn red even more!"

"Wow, brother Ritian knows a lot, what does this poem mean?"

"That's right, the sun blows the chrysanthemums with the breeze, making the surroundings more fragrant! The yellow chrysanthemums are blood-red by the sunset!"

Chrysanthemum...blood red...no!

At that critical moment, Shangguan woke up like a dream every day.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he had to fight against 'fate' to the end.

He took a strong breath and concentrated all his strength on the ten toes.

Plop, puff!

Shangguan Ritian's body moved forward vertically, and he fell straight to the ground.

The sharp bamboo shoots brushed against his butt with a slight difference, and took away a piece of fabric from the torn jeans.

"Hah?"

The iron-eating beast opened its jaw in surprise, its fatal blow was actually avoided by the opponent, and it still used this exaggerated anti-physical behavior.

boom!

Kicking the iron-eating beast far away with one kick, Shangguan Ritian held his chest that was heaving violently, still feeling a little shocked.

"Fu! Zhe! Star!"

It seemed that he was really angry, Shangguan Ritian raised his eyebrows, and said word by word:

"Originally, we compete in the same sect, so we should do as much as we need! But you want to humiliate me with such despicable means! Then don't blame this young master for being ruthless today!"

The corner of Fu Zhexing's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that the iron-eating beast would do such a thing.

But there is one thing to say, the timing and strength were really good at that time, it was almost impossible to guard against.

It seems that this painting is still very valuable, and it must be sacrificed and refined after returning home.

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Chapter 222

"Hahahahaha!"

Fu Zhexing laughed with his face up, his movements were very exaggerated.

However, the hands that seem to be deliberately turned behind their backs to pretend to be beeping, are performing the beast-controlling hand art in the opposite direction with extreme proficiency, not daring to stop for a moment.

He was afraid that if Shangguan Ritian bullied him accidentally, everything would be over.

For the painter who fully controls the painted beast, he is basically in a state of being unable to move.

Once the opponent gets close, it is tantamount to defeat, not to mention that Shangguan Ritian is still an individual, even if he can fight back, there is a high probability of being defeated.

"why are you laughing?"

Under the anger of his heart, Shangguan Ritian's blood was welling up, and his whole body was tense.

He punched like thunder piercing through the air, no longer dodging, and confronted the violent monkey several times.

That strong force actually shook the three-meter-sized painting beast back one after another.

"Of course I'm laughing at you."

"Shangguan Ritian, a person who sells fame and reputation, I used to think I looked up to you."

Fu Zhexing squinted his eyes, looked him up and down, and deliberately stayed a little longer when his eyes swept over his buttocks.

Shangguan Ritian was covered in blood, and his tattered clothes were full of claw marks and tooth holes.

Especially the hole where the iron-eating beast scraped open with bamboo shoots, half of its buttocks were already exposed.

Shaking his head, Fu Zhexing's eyes were full of sarcasm: "You're so disheveled and poorly dressed, how dare you speak wild words?"

"Or, are all members of your Shangguan family so shameless?"

"Fu Zhexing, you are so courageous! How dare you insult my family!"

Shangguan Ritian yelled loudly, his eyes popped out of anger.

Although he was furious, his remaining rationality made him deliberately avoid the topic of crotch pants.

Shangguan Ritian's fist was as powerful as a dragon, turning into a stormy wave and roaring out, hitting the violent ape's abdomen directly.

Violent Ape wailed, knelt down on the ground, clutched his stomach, and vomited a few mouthfuls of foul-smelling ink.

There was no obstacle in front of him, Shangguan Ritian seized the opportunity and was about to rush forward.

But he saw the dragon flying down from the sky, and the huge dragon's tail swung up violently, sending him flying.

Immediately afterwards, the giant crocodile, which had been waiting on the landing point, opened its mouth leisurely, waiting for the food to enter.

Shangguan Ritian thought in his heart that something was wrong, he lost his position in a moment of impatience.

In the process of falling, he quickly adjusted his posture and supported the crocodile's mouth with hands and feet to prevent the other party from swallowing him.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing Shangguan Ritian's shabby clothes.

Under the illumination of the white moonlight, the tight buttocks looked even more eye-catching.

"belch……"

The giant crocodile belched suddenly, and breathed heavily.