Li Pingan’s smile is a whim.
Mr. Hua said wryly, "Old ~ old ~ I can’t understand your young people’s thoughts."
Li Pingan handed back the picture scroll in his hand to Mr. Hua and said, "Mr. Hua painted it."
Mr. Hua bowed his hand generously and said, "It’s yours."
Next to Zhao Xinyue, he explained that "Mr. Guan Zhihua is a painter of the Academy. A paintbrush can be used to paint fakes. If you really want to activate this picture, the black dragon can fly out and the strength against the enemy will not be much weaker."
Mr. Hua said modestly, "I don’t dare to be a holy word to make people laugh."
Li Pingan eye dew surprised color hurriedly said "this is too expensive to be original".
Mr. Hua bowed his hands at will and said, "This painting is to see what the spectator has done by locking the black dragon in the well. If the spectator doesn’t like it, he will tear it up."
Zhao Xinyue a forehead black line torn off? Isn’t tearing up that scroll activating another black dragon’s concept of making a scene?
Li Pingan hesitated to be grateful and said, "It’s better to be original than to do it." The hand turned over the picture and disappeared instantly.
Mr. Hua’s eyes flashed, and he was indeed an extraordinary realm.
Li Pingan let the body reach out and said, "Mr. Hua is pleased with the girl, please."
A group of people walked towards the Taoist temple and entered the gate. Mr. Hua took a deep breath and said with admiration, "What a nice place! Very strong vitality. "
Li Pingan said with a smile, "My door is called the aura of heaven and earth."
Sanqing Taoist temple has its own function of gathering aura. Shi Hao and others have made rapid progress and Taoist temple is rich, and so does the aura of heaven and earth
Chapter two hundred and ninety-seven Temple was attacked
At a glance, Mr. Hua saw an ancient well next to the peach blossom tree and immediately strode over and turned around the ancient well twice and said, "Is this the black Longjing just locked?" ！”
Li Pingan and others also came over, and several younger brothers were also curious about surrounding the ancient well. Since returning to the west, this well has changed a few more chains. Or did Master decorate the ancient well? But I didn’t expect that this chain was so powerful that it could lock the dragon. Alas, such a big dragon was locked as soon as it was locked.
Li Pingan smiled and explained, "This well is called Guasuo Longjing, so I won’t elaborate with you. Now it is an ordinary well in Taoist Temple."
Mr. Hua tutted, "Guasuo Longjing has never been heard of, but this well is not ordinary at all."
Bai Xiaochun looked at the floodlit well water and was eager to try. "Is this well water drinkable, Master?"
Li Pingan nodded and said, "Since it is a well, of course it can be drunk."
Bai Xiaochun’s eyes were so excited that he immediately took a handful of well water and poured it into his mouth
Mr. Hua quickly shouted, "Wait ~ Black Dragon is poisonous."
Bai Xiaochun has taken a long sip of Zaba and said happily, "It’s delicious ~" and hurriedly drank two more.
Mr. Hua became speechless for a while ~ it was all right
Li Pingan walked over and said, "Locking Longjing is a powerful magic weapon, which can achieve Lingquan toxicity with pure dragon power."
Clear snow, clear rain, clear stone, clear acetylene, and a handful of well water to drink.
Mr. Hua is also curious to taste it. His eyes suddenly lit up and he felt a sweet and clear spring water enter his throat. The whole person was instantly full of energy and his conjoined vitality became active.
Zhao Xinyue looked inside the hall and said, "Lord, can I go to wick sweet? Thanks to the door for sending the kindness of the Analects. "
Li Pingan smiled one leng and said, "Naturally, being original can take you there."
Li Pingan and Zhao Xinyue walk towards the hall.
Mr. Hua, who was drinking water, turned his head to look at Zhao Xinyue and Li Pingan, narrowed his eyes and muttered in his heart that they wouldn’t really have anything, would they? This three-clear view of the Lord is so mysterious that if Mr. Twelve really loves him, it will not be good.
The clear rain pulled Mr. Lahua’s clothes.