C405 Painting
Lee Yuming blamed himself for being too careless.
Perhaps there really was a heavenly will in this world, and the cycle was not pleasant.
This time, Lee Yuming was struck by the same trick as when he ambushed Mei Jiefu just now. It was the same as what he did when he dug a hole and waited for Mei Jiefu to jump in.
Lee Yuming knew that the wound was just a numb wound. It must be a sign of being poisoned. Moreover, any divine weapon had the effect of suppressing evil insects, and this black and white striped spider could live in the hilt of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword. It must not be an ordinary poisonous insect.
Lee Yuming opened his palm and continued to circulate his energy to force out the poison, "The hilt of the sword is the Hidden Spider. What a pity for this sword. A true swordsman would not be like this."
Ye Shiyuan, who had been attacked by words, was not angry. He also had a bitter smile on his face, which was similar to Lee Yuming's. "Hero Lee, it seems like you can't blame me for this. It is not a big crime for me to love raising small animals, right? Who knew that you would have to examine my treasured sword at this moment? The 'Bloodthirsty Panda Spider' that I raise is very poisonous. Quickly take the antidote first. " As he spoke, Ye Shiyuan took out two pills and flicked them towards Lee Yuming.
Lee Yuming did not reach out to take them. Instead, like how he dealt with Mi Ouping's two insects, he waved his sleeve and threw the two medicinal pills far away.
"This little poisonous thing can't do anything to me. Jingxuan, I don't trust this person. He must have ulterior motives for impersonating his identity. You should come and treat me. " The black Qi that had spread out from the wound had spread to Lee Yuming's entire palm. If he didn't treat it now, his right hand would be crippled.
Although Lee Yuming said that it wasn't a problem, it was obvious that the poisonous spider was very poisonous. Even Lee Yuming's face seemed to be lightly covered with a thin layer of black gas. His feet were also somewhat superficial. After a while, he wouldn't be able to stand stably.
Zhang Jingxuan did not dare to delay. He hurriedly came over and took out a small silver knife. He wanted to help Lee Yuming cut open the wound and squeeze out the poisonous blood. Lee Yuming, who was injured by the poison, staggered a little. He actually needed to reach out his left hand to support Zhang Jingxuan's shoulder.
Zhang Jingxuan also hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him. After a short period of recuperation, Zhang Jingxuan seemed to have taken a lot of medicine as if he did not have any capital. He was a step faster. The moment he touched Lee Yuming's body, he first pressed the four acupoints of Qu Chi, Tian Fu, Da Bao, and Spirit Ruins. Just as Lee Yuming's right hand was about to move, the Purple Palace, Sky Impact, and Shanzhong Acupoints were also hit. It would be extremely difficult for him to move even half a finger now.
Lee Yuming was shocked, and then he said, "Jingxuan, Elder Yun scratched his bones and healed his wounds while drinking wine and playing chess. There is no need to treat this small injury like this."
Zhang Jingxuan did not immediately answer him, nor did he have the intention of using a small knife to treat his wound. He just thought for a moment, as if thousands of words had gathered at his mouth, and he did not know what to say for a moment.
In the end, he still opened his mouth with difficulty.
"Mr. Lee. Brother Yuan, Yuen Luoyuan, why did you kill him?"
When these words were spoken, all four of them were shocked.
Of course, none of them thought that Zhang Jingxuan had gone mad, but they still couldn't think of any reason that Lee Yuming had to kill Yuen Luoyuan.
Perhaps the one who didn't express his shock the most was Lee Yuming himself. He raised his eyes and said slowly, "How could I possibly kill that Luoyuan's child? Why do you think that way?"
Zhang Jingxuan seemed to be in more pain than Lee Yuming. It was as if he was the one who was hit in the acupoint. His eyes were covered with a layer of fog.
He did not answer Lee Yuming's question, but asked instead, "Mr. Lee, who did you learn painting from?"
This question stunned everyone, including Lee Yuming, who answered in confusion, "Painting? What does this have to do with painting?"
"When I was young, there was a master who taught me how to paint. He told me a sentence that I remembered clearly. A painting needs to be birthed from the heart. If you don't have an axe, you don't have a chisel. It's good to be natural, and it's also said, The best of men, the best of men, the best of men, the best of men, the best of men, the best of men. All of them are written by the brush. "
Besides Cao Qianwan, Lee Yuming, and a few others who had a slight understanding of the situation, the rest of them were slightly at a loss, and they wondered why they'd run off while speaking.
"In other words, painting is a fine work of the heart that only flows in the tip of the brush. All of his cultivation base, which he was good at, could also be figured out from every stroke. Of course, when it comes to painting immortals and art sages, it is as if a dragon can be seen from the head to the tail. It was empty, and you could only see what he wanted you to see. Unfortunately, Mr. Lee's painting is naturally natural, but it has yet to reach the stage of becoming an immortal or saint. I can even see the shadow of your sword technique in the brush strokes of the painting that appeared in the underground cave."
As he spoke, Zhang Jingxuan took out the nude painting of Tang Fuliu from his bosom. However, he did not open it. Hearing his mysterious explanation, everyone could not help but feel confused and full of admiration. The Sect Leader knew too much. Ke Lianguo couldn't help but ask, "The sect master's painting is also so amazing! Who is your master?"
Zhang Jingxuan replied respectfully, "The painting master Du Jindu fears men. As for me, my master said that I don't have wisdom roots. Other than appreciating, I actually didn't learn anything at the end. "
If not for the fact that he was still in such a situation, Zhang Jingxuan would probably have been rolled in the eyes by countless people.
"I've never heard of my master's name before. My disciple doesn't know anything. This is a trick."
Ke Lianguo muttered in a low voice. Cao Qianwan, who was standing beside him, heard him speak in a low voice, "Master Du is a great painter. Tang Yin and Tang Bohu's paintings are the same as his master's. Don't speak nonsense if you don't understand! "
" Oh? Tang Bohu? The one who lit the autumn incense! I know, I know."
Cao Qianwan could not help but shake his head. Playing the zither to a cow, how could his crime be considered to be awesome?
No one paid any attention to their muttering. Lee Yuming's eyes were also wide open, and there was a trace of excitement on his face.
"Unbelievable! Just because of such a painting that came out of nowhere? You want to deal with me? Besides, you've never seen me attack before!"
" Just now, you attacked Mei Jiefu and saved everyone with your sword. Not much was needed, just one sword was enough. Besides, I actually don't need to see you attack. I only need to see a few big words on the plaque of Breeze Stronghold's main hall. That's enough."
"I can't believe you can do it like this? Jingxuan, now is not the time to joke around. Hurry up and open my acupoints. Our enemies might still be in this dense forest. "
Zhang Jingxuan shook his head, "Of course not. Actually, there are many things that have always made me suspicious until you appeared. The sword attack was like a balloon being pierced through. With a bang, all the fog was blown away. Luoyuan, Xiao Gan, and the others had gone missing. We had been caught in the wrong place from the very beginning. We thought they were kidnapped. At that time, they all had my antidote, so they wouldn't be poisoned immediately. Only great experts could restrain them without alerting the main camp. But what was the point of great experts abducting them? Now that we think about it, we've always been thinking in the wrong direction. In fact, it should be you who came out and found a reason to take them away."