Chapter 624: Only know how to draw apples

Hao Ren turned around and saw Zhen Congming and Wu Luoxue coming side by side.

A kind of demonic aura that can be felt will come closer.

Wu Luoxue's face was plain, but Zhen Congming walked beside her and pointed at her.

"Hehe, it's Xiaoxue and Cangming." Xie Yujia smiled when he saw them.

Obviously, Xie Yujia didn't feel anything unusual.

Seeing that Hao Ren did not respond, she touched Hao Ren in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Hao Ren shook his head.

He lost all his spiritual power and could not feel the breath of any dragon cultivator, but how could he feel Zhen Congming's demonic aura?

When I was at the Gen level before, I couldn’t feel the strangeness of Zhen Congming. I could only vaguely feel the low state between Zhen Congming’s Kan level and Li level.

This kind of demonic energy did not cause any discomfort, but Hao Ren could clearly feel that it was different from his own way of cultivation.

"Hey!" Zhen Congming took Wu Luoxue to Hao Ren and greeted her.

Wu Luoxue pouted with a pink mouth, raised her head slightly, and looked at Hao Ren with bright big eyes. Both of them were wearing school uniforms, Zhen Cong was obviously a little handsome, while Wu Luoxue looked very cute.

"Okay." Hao Ren hesitated for a moment and waved his hand.

"Xiaoxue, don't worry about him, let's go in." Zhen Congming took the opportunity to grab Wu Luoxue's tender hand and walked towards the art building.

Now that he has something to do, he goes to Wu Luoxue's class, but Wu Luoxue still doesn't pay much attention to him. But Zhen Congming's persistence is not completely ineffective. At least Wu Luoxue wants to go somewhere, Zhen Congming can be the best company to accompany him.

candidate.

Wu Luoxue is different from Zhen Congming. She doesn't like to run around, but she is interested in taking a look at this small painting exhibition at Donghai University, because she learns almost everything because of her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Hao Ren looked at the backs of the two little guys and slightly locked his eyebrows.

"Did the young master feel something?" Lu Linlin asked Hao Ren.

"I don't know how to describe it, it must be a demonic spirit, right?" Hao Ren asked.

"Haha, it's the demonic power." Lu Linlin corrected and said, "The young master has turned to the body of the fairy spirit, so he is very sensitive to demon cultivators."

"The cultivation of the demon clan is also to obtain the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but what they transformed was not spiritual power, but the demon power of the demon pill. Like Zhen Congming, his spiritual power is very weak, but his demon power is very strong, just

It was blocked." Lu Linlin continued.

"Well..." Hao Ren seemed to understand.

However, he helped Xiaobai practice "The Transformation Method" and could indeed feel that Xiaobai's demonic power and the spiritual power in his body were two different energies. He and Su Han could use spiritual power to operate with each other, but he and he had the same energy as each other.

Between novices, they must borrow the "Type Transformation".

To a certain extent, the dragon pill is also a type of demon pill, but the cultivation method of the dragon clan monks is generally closer to that of the human cultivators.

Generally speaking, only the highest-level monks, such as Yue Zilong, can feel the demonic energy. However, Hao Ren's immortal body has raised the sensing of heaven and earth to a higher level, and he cannot feel the spiritual power for the time being, but he can

Feeling a completely different demonic power.

"Actually, it's a bit strange. Zhen Congming and Wu Luoxue are together, so his demonic power is stronger." Lu Lili said.

Wu Luoxue... Hao Ren thought about it and probably had different physiques, so she was more attractive to Zhen Congming?

Seeing that the two of them had entered the art building, Hao Ren suddenly thought that the barrier of the five-story sky still needed Zhen Congming to arrange it, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Demon power and spiritual power are actually a kind of cultivation power. Hao Ren just didn't adapt, just like he felt the spiritual power fluctuations of other dragon cultivators at first. In fact, if he got used to it, there was nothing to be surprised.

When Xie Yujia saw Hao Ren walking into the painting exhibition again, she had no choice but to follow Hao Ren in again. Her and Hao Ren's textbooks were still left in the classroom and were generally not taken away, but she was still a little worried.

The students returned to the art exhibition one after another, and most of them came in to stroll around and spent a little noon.

Wu Luoxue put his finger on her little mouth, raised his head, and looked at the oil paintings hanging on the wall carefully. Hao Ren specially approached the past and felt Wu Luoxue's breath, but did not feel any demonic power or

Spiritual power.

No matter how you look at it, she is both a primary school student.

"Hehe... Little guy, do you like painting too?" An old man with kind eyebrows walked to Wu Luoxue, bent down slightly, and asked Wu Luoxue.

Wu Luoxue looked at him, but did not answer, but nodded slightly, then moved his steps and looked at other pictures.

"Why are elementary school students coming in?" Jiang Yuan, who was in a bad mood, felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Zhen Congming and Wu Luoxue.

Although her paintings are not comparable to those of the masters, they are also well-known. Several of them have won national awards. She feels that the style is not low, even college students who do not study art may not be able to understand them.

Are these elementary school students coming to join in the fun?

Those college students looked around and talked casually for a few words, and then hurried out. The only one elementary school student looked at each one carefully, which made Jiang Yuan feel... Could it be my painting

, is it for primary school students to see?

However, her oil painting teacher was present, and Jiang Yuan was not easy to get angry, but her face became ugly.

Wu Luoxue opened her big eyes, raised her little head, moved her footsteps slowly, and continued to look at the oil paintings behind.

"What do you think of these paintings?" The old man saw Wu Luoxue's expression so serious, Jiang Yuan bent down and asked her again.

"It's okay." Wu Luoxue replied.

Such an answer made Jiang Yuan smoke. What does it mean? These paintings are all hanging in the most conspicuous place at the entrance of the painting exhibition, and they are all her proud works!

A primary school student doesn’t understand at all! And these college students have a poor appreciation level!

Jiang Yuan's face turned red and white, and she reached out and pushed Wu Luoxue gently, "Children, this is something that only college students can come in, and elementary school students should draw with crayons."

Wu Luoxue was looking at the third painting on the wall seriously, but Jiang Yuan suddenly pushed her and almost didn't stand firm. She was small and had a very light weight. Jiang Yuan pushed her like this and almost drove her out.

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"You...stinky woman!" Zhen Congming saw Wu Luoxue being pushed back, and immediately rushed up and kicked Jiang Yuan.

He was wearing small leather shoes and kicked directly to the front of Jiang Yuan's calf, which made Jiang Yuan scream in pain.

Jiang Yuan was in a bad mood today, and she was very irritated, and she deliberately suppressed her. At this moment, she suddenly burst out and reached out to pull Zhen Congming's ears.

Now the seniors and leaders in the painting world are just visiting the classroom of the Academy of Fine Arts. She taught this wild boy a lesson, only her teacher saw it, so it doesn’t matter.

Bang!

She was about to reach the arm in front of Zhen Congming's face when she was suddenly caught.

The angry Jiang Yuan was about to break free, but she found that it was not someone else who caught her, but Hao Ren.

Hao Ren looked at her lightly, "A child, why are you calculating like this?"

"I..." Jiang Yuan was still angry, but her arms couldn't get rid of them, and her aura suddenly faded.

If it were the past, she would definitely push Hao Ren's chest with one palm. Even if Hao Ren is like this, would she dare to touch her?

But now, she has not yet been relieved of the shock brought by Hao Ren. Seeing Hao Ren grabbing her, she didn't dare to move at once.

Hao Ren didn't plan to take advantage of her and threw away her wrists. She is the so-called talented woman in the art world, and many boys would hold her, but Hao Ren really didn't have any feelings for her and was not afraid of offending her.

When it comes to the delicate wrists, Xie Yujia's wrists are a hundred times more delicate than hers.

"Jiang Yuan, don't mess around, why can't children read oil paintings?" The old man looked at Jiang Yuan with a blue face and raised his face slightly.

Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth and stood beside the old man, without saying anything.

Wu Luoxue was not angry either. She walked back slowly and continued to look at the oil paintings on the wall. Zhen Congming was with Wu Luoxue like a flower protector, and glared at Jiang Yuan vigorously.

Jiang Yuan gritted her teeth, her nose was so angry that she was about to be crooked. Her dignified star of the art world was actually bullied by a primary school student!

Wu Luoxue walked around the art exhibition and carefully read all the oil paintings.

Lu Linlin and Lu Lili had never been to the art exhibition before, so they also walked around. In contrast, they prefer traditional Chinese painting and are not very interested in this kind of oil painting.

Hao Ren took the opportunity to walk to Zhen Congming's side, "Hey, when will I get the Piaomiao Peak formation?"

"What's the hurry! Of course, you should do the best!" Zhen Congming glanced at Hao Ren, "I can make the strongest formation, I'm afraid you don't have enough manpower!"

This guy has a very unpleasant personality.

Hao Ren held back the unhappiness in his heart and asked him again, "How much do you want!"

"15 Nascent Soul monks, 150 Dan-killing monks, and 1500 Foundation-building monks!" Zhen Congming stretched out his palm, pouted, and said.

He has a drawing of the ultimate formation, which is powerful enough to match those ancient formations, but the number of cultivators needed is quite large. He does not believe that Hao Ren can make up such a lineup.

Piaomiao Peak is a small valley after all, and even the major sects above the five levels of the sky cannot be able to do it.

The Beidou Cang Star Array he arranged for Piaomiao Peak also took some energy. However, because Hao Ren attracted a large number of powerful enemies, he was forcibly destroyed, and he also had a little resentment towards Hao Ren.

Humph, why do you want him to help Hao Ren wholeheartedly? He is not Hao Ren's girlfriend!

If Hao Ren cannot gather a considerable number of cultivators in such a large formation, don’t blame him for not helping him!

After losing the conditions, Zhen Congming trotted two more steps, chasing Wu Luoxue.

Wu Luoxue has seen the art exhibition and has to go out through the door. To her, these oil paintings are average, compared to what she has seen before in the Louvre in Paris, the British Museum in London, the Metropolitan Museum in New York and the Hermitage Museum in Russia.

The works are so different.

"Little girl, what's the name? Have you ever learned oil painting?" Jiang Yuan's oil painting teacher asked with a smile when she saw Wu Luoxue return to the door.
To be continued...