He Qianyi's expression darkened: "Ying Gui, do you really think Tao Tao Fellow is better?"
He Yinggui said firmly: "More than one, the painting drawn by Miss Zhou can tell at a glance that it is a war, but we are just ordinary members of the world of cultivators. Rather than worrying about the war that we don't know when it will come, it is better to deal with it first." Deal with the current matters. If you can't face this kind of thing head-on and feel lifeless, how can you afford the so-called war?"
These words made He Qianyi look ugly, but Yue Qingya said at this moment: "This kind of thing is cruel to us, but not to aliens. He Zhenren may need more experience."
The surprising thing is that Wangxu also spoke: "The real thing is more unbearable than this painting, but no matter what, we have to face it head-on, otherwise how can we kill the enemy?"
After these words were spoken like instructions, everyone's expressions became a little complicated, not because of these big principles, but because of the attitudes of those people.
They turned their attention to He Yinggui and Yan Wenxuan and others beside him, and a thought came to their minds: Is the main peak of Minglan Sect already so weak? Even its once most staunch followers have chosen to rebel.
Seeing the look in their eyes, Xu Qianjia felt something was wrong. He suppressed his anger towards Cheng Yimen and said, "It's too much to say this in two paintings."
Huanxu did not continue to help Tao Zi and the others, and said: "It's just to be moved by the scene. Since it's a painting competition, let's just talk about painting and not mention anything else."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking in her heart that compared to the painting, she was better in terms of composition and color. If she lost, it was probably the feeling she gave people.
The more Tao Zi looked at this painting, the sadder she became, and the angrier she became, but she only felt it at the first sight, and then she became calm.
I don’t know what the outcome will be…
Yan Wenxuan poured himself a sip of wine and said in a calm tone: "Everyone can paint the paintings painted by Taoist friend Zhou, but not Miss Tao. This painting cannot be looked at for a long time."
Only then did everyone realize this and began to whisper among themselves.
Xu Qianjia also noticed something was wrong and looked at it carefully. The more he looked, the more the fire in his heart couldn't be hidden. He quickly looked away and stopped looking at it.
Tao Zi sat back in her seat, took a sip of wine, and looked indifferent.
A monk who was in the consecration stage stood up and said, "Fellow Tao, this painting can arouse other people's emotions. It is indeed good, but other than that, it has no other advantages."
Yan Wenxuan sneered while drinking wine and glanced at him mockingly: "Do you really think this is a painting competition between mortal women?"
Even if there are only a few strokes of paintings by great masters in the world of immortality, they can attract people to compete for them. The reason is not because of how beautiful the paintings are - it is rumored that the paintings painted by real great masters can be both fascinating and fascinating. Eliminating the demonic nature of people, every stroke can move people's minds.
Just in terms of affecting emotions, Tao Zi is far better than Miss Zhou.
The monk dared to be angry but dared not speak out. This Yan Wenxuan was not the kind of monk who followed the rules. He was so angered that he even dared to kill people from his own sect, let alone other sects.
Xu Qianjia smiled gently and said: "Wen Wu is first, Wu Wu is second. The paintings of Zhou Daoyou and Taoyou each have their own merits. Why don't we vote to decide."
After hearing this, Yan Wenxuan and Xu Qianjia retorted: "On the battlefield, the enemy will not vote to decide who loses and who wins."
The elder who came over from the Chengyi Sect hurriedly apologized for him: "Master Xu, he has never been able to speak. I hope you can understand."
Xu Qianjia smiled slightly and said with a warning: "I also know the temperament of the anthology, and I will not go online because of such a small matter, but it is better to change my temper. After all, not everyone will understand."
The elder naturally responded. Yan Wenxuan poured a glass of wine and stopped talking.
Under Xu Qianjia's rare toughness, no one had any objections to the voting, and the final result was what everyone expected - Ms. Zhou won.
But this victory seemed a bit ridiculous, even she bit her lower lip, lowered her head and said nothing.
Everyone present knew that the winner was not Zhou Daoyou but the main peak, but when did a main peak actually have to compete with a small sect on such a trivial matter?
Under their probing eyes, Tao Zi smiled and said: "This painting is not exquisite, but I still want to dedicate this painting to Master Xu. I wonder if Master Xu will accept it?"
Xu Qianjia smiled and said: "Tao Tao is friendly, but Xu is disrespectful."
At the subsequent banquet, everyone was smiling, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.
When late at night, everyone dispersed, Tao Zi and Xi Jing went back to rest together, but were stopped by Wang Xu on the way.
Tao Zi paused and said, "Brother Yue, please take Xijing and the others back."
Yue Qingya nodded in agreement.
Zhou Qiandan and the others were a little worried, but they could only leave.
"Is there something wrong with Master Wan Shao?"
Wangxu looked at her and said: "You are too showy today. No matter how weak the main peak is, it cannot be bullied by the Yisan Sect."
Tao Zi smiled and said: "But I didn't push them to the point of despair. There is no need for the main peak to deal with me by losing its reputation."
The most important thing is that compared to other peaks, the main peak only has a reputation. Is Xu Qianjiahui willing to give it up?
He still wanted to speak, but he was worried that this was the territory of the Minglan Sect, so he only said: "Fellow Tao Dao, everything is too much, and there is no deep hatred between you and the main peak of the Minglan Sect. There is no need to calculate like this."
Tao Zi smiled, with an unpredictable expression hidden under the shadow of the tree, and said: "Thank you very much, Master Pian Shao, for reminding me, but it has always been Master Minglan's fault. I just don't want to bear it."
There are no words to answer the delusions.
She walked back to the yard alone, and the senior suddenly said: "Two hundred meters away on your right, the woman named He Qianyi seems to have had a dispute with someone. Do you want to go over and have a look? I can help you cover your breath. "
Tao Zi naturally responded: "Thank you, senior."
She quietly arrived behind the tree, and it was indeed He Yinggui who was talking to He Qianyi.
"Ying Gui, are you going to side with her?"
He Yinggui's face did not change in the face of her anger: "Master He was joking, I was just telling what was in my heart."
He Qianyi closed his eyes and said, "What can I do to you? You betrayed me so openly. Do you know that this will make others question the main peak?"
A smile appeared on his face: "Master He, you should have an idea of the strength of the main peak."
She was furious: "Why should I return?"
"This is a fact. Not to mention the main peaks of the other two sects and four sects, the other peaks of Minglan Sect alone are far better than yours. What you are relying on now is just the shadow left by that person."
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