Absolute Great Teacher

　　 As Li Zixing died, Li Xiu was the biggest in Jinling.

　　Without the enemy, Li Xiu began to enjoy life beautifully. In the autumn, because she was busy with the business on the sea, she did not take care of the autumn hunting, so she came to the imperial village on the outskirts of the city and wanted to make up for it.

　　 "Zheng Xiang, drink this cup!"

　　 Compared to hunting, Qi Luma prefers to hold Miki, chant poems and sing songs, but he is not easy to refuse his wife to come to play, so he takes Zheng Qingfang to accompany him.

　　 Zheng Qingfang could not stay at Zhuangzi forever, so when he went back, he could use sending him as an excuse to return to Jinling.

　　 "Hey, if Xiaoyou Sun was there, it would be great for everyone to write and appreciate the painting together!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang sighed.

　　Sun Mo went to the Dark Continent this time, and it took Zheng Qingfang to be lonely for nearly a year.

　　 "You said that Sun Mo is also weird. Other famous painters study paintings all day long, hoping to make a famous painting every day, but he is kind and doesn't care about this kind of famous history."

　　 Zheng Qingfang did not understand.

　　 The sea of ​​famous masters in history has gone, but in the end, those who are famous are saints, but famous painters, as long as famous paintings come out, they will definitely leave their names in history.

　　 Of course, the meanings of the two are definitely different.

　　 It's like "A River on the Qingming Festival", no matter how famous, can its author be as famous as Confucius and Mencius?

　　 "What about "Journey to the West", which created a precedent for vernacular creation. Once completed, it will definitely be a historical masterpiece, but it turns out to be half of it. Are you angry?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang felt full of regret when he thought of this.

　　 As Sun Mo's fame has increased, painting is really just a trail compared to sanctification.

　　 "Stop talking, drink alcohol."

　　 Qi Luma picked up the wine glass and was about to take a full sip, but suddenly he was stunned, because at the far end of his sight, besides seeing the white cloud grey dog, there was a villain flying up and down.

　　 I am blinded, right?

　　 Qi Luma rubbed his eyes.

"what happened?"

　　 Seeing Qi Muen's face with a wrong look, Zheng Qingfang also followed his line of sight and looked at him: "What are you looking at?"

　　 "There seems to be someone?"

　　 Qi Luma is not sure.

　　 "……"

　　 Zheng Qing Fangxin said, are you drunk too much?

　　 Qi Muen turned his head and looked at the maids beside Shili: "Is there someone in the sky just now?"

　　 The maids shook their heads.

　　 When they waited on their master, how dare they look around!

　　 "Haha, it's rude."

　　 Qi Luma was embarrassed, and thought to himself that he should drink less wine, otherwise he might suddenly die on the bed one day.

　　 Look now, the hallucinations are all coming out.

　　 "Drink!"

　　 Qi Luma wanted to clink glasses with Zheng Qingfang, but the other party took a sip and spouted a drink.

　　 "……"

　　 Qi Muen wiped his face, and said to his heart what's wrong with you? Then I heard Zheng Qingfang's roar.

　　 "People, people, flying!"

　　 The next moment, the screams of the maids began one after another.

　　 The guards also saw it, each holding a crossbow, and immediately ran over, nervous to death, and surprised to death.

　　 Why would anyone fly in the sky?

　　 "Master, seems to be your Royal Highness?"

　　 The leader of the guard is in the realm of divine power and has good eyesight. He saw the little man flying in the sky, which was somewhat similar to Li Ziqi.

"what?"

　　 Qi Luma and Zheng Qingfang were dumbfounded, followed by a thump in their hearts, if this falls...

　　 "Whose Zhuangzi is opposite?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang got up.

　　 "Sun Mo's."

　　 When Qi Muen spoke, he stood up, speeded up his pace with Zheng Qingfang, and hurriedly walked over.

　　……

　　 Li Ziqi's motor nerves are very poor, even in the world, some flying movements are quite satisfactory, and winning Baiwu is different.

　　 After a simple adaptation, she began to make some more dangerous maneuvers. Somersault rotation is not a problem. After she climbed to a height where she could not see the ground, she suddenly withdrew the aura, and the whole person immediately fell off.

　　Hoo!

　　 There is a strong wind whizzing past my ears, and everything on the ground is quickly drawing closer.

"Be careful!"

　　 Li Ziqi was taken aback and flew over at full speed to catch Baiwu, but he still missed it.

"what!"

　　 Everyone on the ground was shocked, and they rushed to the place where the iron girl fell, wanting to go to rescue, but when she was five or six meters away from the ground, she stopped suddenly as if she had stepped on the brake.

　　 Then, she rolled over, adjusted her posture, and sat cross-legged, but still suspended in the air.

　　 "What are you doing, want to scare us to death?"

　　 Jiang Leng complained.

　　 This is the first flight experiment. If something goes wrong, the teacher will be hit hard.

　　 "Haiwu, you are too reckless."

　　 Sun Mo blamed.

　　 "Teacher, I was wrong!"

　　 Ying Baiwu quickly stood up and bowed her head to apologize, but her face was still excited, and she herself was still floating in the air.

　　 The feeling of flying is so cool.

　　 "Give me the whole one!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun pulled Sun Mo's sleeve and was already impatient: "Give me one too!"

　　 "Can't you fly faster?"

　　 Murong Mingyue is curious.

　　 She wants it too.

　　 "When I become proficient in staying in the air, it may be faster."

　　 Win Baiwu frowned, analyzing the pros and cons: "But no matter how fast, it is not as fast as a gallop, and there are some problems with stability. When flying, the body will shake, and the thrust is behind the back, so it is a bit awkward to adjust the posture."

　　 "You can't compare it to fluttering on the ground."

　　 Helian Beifang felt that winning Baiwu was too critical.

　　 The prairie people are known as a nation on horseback and can sleep on horseback, but he feels that the movements of winning a hundred dances are easier than those of a ten-year cavalry on horseback, which is enough.

"Ok."

　　 Sun Mo took out a small notebook and made notes, while advising everyone: "This is only the first generation of Yukong spirit pattern, which is not perfect yet. After I have made the most perfect one, I will give you the pattern."

　　 "This is already perfect."

　　 Gu Xiuxun wants it now.

　　 "Yes, you don't have to criticize yourself too much."

　　 Murong Mingyue felt that Sun Mo was too critical.

　　 Jin Mujie didn't speak, she wanted it now.

"Ha ha!"

　　 Sun Mo shook his head and laughed. You have never seen how domineering the air dance is in Dragon Ball. That is called flying.

　　 At best, it is floating in the air.

　　 "Let's go, go back to school!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun urged, dragged Sun Mo and left, she could not wait.

　　 Others have no objection, and have followed.

　　 When Sun Mo saw this, he knew that he couldn't persuade him, and he could only obey public opinion.

　　 "Anyway, your ancient dragon catcher can erase the spirit runes at any time. Then the second generation will be invented. Just get us one more."

　　 Gu Xiuxun doesn't see anything outside, we are good confidants.

　　 How many times have been seen by Sun Mo?

　　 Oh, if you want to fly, you have to be informal.

　　 Sun Mo looked at Gu Xiuxun, and said to his heart that if you do this again, believe it or not, I will tattoo you a little butterfly?

　　 The group's dream of flying was still interrupted, because everyone had just pulled out their mounts and before they had time to leave the manor, they were blocked by Qi Muen and Zheng Qingfang.

　　 "What happened just now?"

　　 Qi Muen was impatient: "I saw someone flying in the sky?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang's gaze fell on Li Ziqi.

　　 "I invented a flying spirit pattern!"

　　 These two are both his own, and there is no need to conceal it. He still intends to explain a few words, but as soon as he finished speaking, Qi Luma screamed.

　　 "Can you fly?"

　　 Qi Luma is like being kicked by a sweaty BMW, with shocked expressions all over his face: "Quick, fly one, let me see!"

Explanation?

　　 For this kind of boss, they don't need to understand the process, they just look at the result.

　　 When Ying Baiwu flew up, Qi Luma hugged Sun Mo.

　　 "Master Sun, from now on, you will be my brother."

　　 Qi Luma looked excited, and patted his chest to pack the ticket: "As long as it is not a major crime of rebellion, I will protect you from worry."

　　 "You are Li Ziqi's uncle."

　　 Sun Mo was speechless.

　　 "It's okay, let's talk about each other."

Qi Muen laughed and lowered her voice: "I recently got a thin Yangzhou horse, who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, poetry, and singing. I plan to make her the number one oiran in Jinling. I can't do it now. Tomorrow, no, tonight. I will pack it for you and deliver it to the house!"

　　 "What else do you want, let me know."

　　 Qi Luma stared at Ying Baiwu: "This, I want it."

　　 Sun Mo frowned.

　　 Looking at Sun Mo's expression, Qi Luma knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly explained, "Uh, don't get me wrong, I'm talking about flying."

　　 But then again, this girl is more beautiful than my thin Yangzhou horse. Thinking of this, Qi Luma couldn't help turning his head and glanced.

Ok!

　　 Every girl here has her own characteristics.

　　 Even that tall prairie chick can stand out from the crowd in the petite and beautiful Jiangnan.

　　 Suddenly, Qi Luma looked at Sun Mo's eyes, which was wrong.

　　 You accept disciples, won’t it be decided by your appearance?

　　 "Uncle!"

　　 Li Ziqi, how can you give these things to the teacher?

　　 The key is that the teacher is still next to you, aren't you making trouble for the teacher?

　　 Besides washing the quilt, scrubbing and warming the bed, I can do the same.

　　A visitor came, and Sun Mo didn't want to go back as soon as he arrived, so everyone stayed.

　　 "How did you do it?"

　　 Qi Muen was curious.

　　Because even the Great Master Lingwen couldn't do this kind of thing.

　　 Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders.

　　 "I understand, you explained it, and I don't understand, I mean, you tell me some interesting anecdotes when I invented it. In the future, this will be a show that I will play when I go out to socialize."

　　 Qi Muen felt that this kind of thing could last for at least 20 years.

　　 Everyone laughed and talked for a while, Zheng Qingfang couldn't help it.

　　 "How can you celebrate such a memorable moment without painting?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang sets off.

　　 "Yes!"

　　 Qi Luma quickly agreed: "Daming painter Sun, it's up to you."

　　 "Famous paintings are not for eating, so you can paint if you want?"

　　 Sun Mo shook his head.

　　 "Xiaoyou Sun, are you going to participate in the assessment of a famous teacher? You must be fine, but what about the ling disciple? Shouldn't you make a famous painting and encourage him?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang ask again.

　　 "Yes, Sun Mo, hurry up and paint!"

　　 Gu Xiuxun was talking and went to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone in person.

　　 "It is also a blessing to have the honor to see Master Sun's paintings!"

　　 Jin Mujie laughed, looking at Sun Mo expectantly.

　　 "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Sun Mo's paintings either!"

　　 Meiziyu and Murong Mingyue didn't speak, but the look in Sun Mo's eyes was enough to explain everything.

　　 The gourd children also began to persuade them all.

　　 Sun Mo had no choice but to agree.

　　 The stone table was moved in, and the fine paper and ink were presented. Sun Mo wrote and stood in front of the rice paper.

　　What to draw?

　　 Mei Ziyu looked at Sun Mo in thought, her face was sharply contoured, exuding the breath of a wise man, her heart throbbed in despair, and her cheeks turned red.

　　 I really envy An Xinhui to be Sun Mo's fiancee!

　　 Gu Xiuxun and Murong Mingyue are no longer interested in famous paintings. They think that looking at Sun Mo like this is not bad.

　　 "It's over, it's over, will the teacher's inner house become a Shura field in the future?"

　　 Li Ziqi glanced around and saw that the teachers looked at Sun Mo, just like looking at the lover in his dream, she was very big.

　　 "Teacher, do it!"

　　 Qin Yaoguang urged, stop posing.

　　唰!

　　 More than a dozen blatant glances immediately cast over.

　　Sun Mo smiled slightly, and the wolf fell.

　　 The vast land extends far away, and you can see a round of red sun, which is slowly rising.

　　 The sky is blue and white clouds are flowing!

　　 A Li Ziqi wearing a turtle fairy orange battle suit, leaping on paper, hovering in the air, her face is serious, with blood stains, her body is filled with aura.

　　 Everyone who saw this scene knew that she was facing a desperately powerful enemy.

　　 Sun Mo gradually sank in.

　　 Juvenile Man, talk about passion, never give up.

　　Sun Mo hoped that Li Ziqi could stand up and fight in the face of difficult setbacks, rumors and criticisms, and the difficulties and powerful enemies that he will encounter in the future.

　　You are so smart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you should be able to do it.

　　If you work so hard, you should enjoy success.

　　 If you are so considerate of all living beings, you are qualified to stand on top of a famous teacher and enjoy their flowers and applause!

　　……

　　Sun Mo hoped that Xiaohebao could make a career and complete her establishment of the largest library in Kyushu, and realize the great ideal of teaching without class in the entire Zhongzhou.

　　 This painting is an encouragement for her!

　　 In this state of mind, Sun Mo devoted himself to it. Suddenly, light spots lit up in the air. They were like fireflies and gathered at the tip of the wolf's pen.

　　 Following Sun Mo's splash of ink, the colors on the scroll are bright.

　　 "Wonderful... the realm of flowers in a wonderful pen?"

　　 Qi Luma was about to marvel, when Zheng Qingfang's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he grasped his mouth.

　　 If you bother Sun Mo and delay the birth of the famous painting, that friend will definitely not have to do it.

　　 "……"

　　 Qi Luma was shocked. He also knew that famous paintings could not be drawn by painting, so he didn't have much hope, but Sun Mo was shocked.

　　 A picture of Dragon Ball Girl's anger, gradually taking shape!

　　 Gu Xiuxun is not surprised at all, because this is Sun Mo's original posture, he is so good.

　　 Although Murong Mingyue had seen Sun Mo skid "Girl Chasing a Kite" with his own eyes, it was still shocking to watch it again.

　　 Meiziyu had already prepared, and the photo-taking stone in his hand had long been secretly aimed at Sun Mo.

　　 At the same time, Li Xiu, who was awake after taking a nap, among the servants, after learning that her husband and Zheng Qingfang had come next door, he simply washed and walked here.