Tianfeng Town is a small town located on the border of the Qinglong Empire. Although it is located on the edge, it produces ore essential for refining painting inkstones, so it is still a prosperous town with rich trade and endless crowds.

On the ninth day of the nineth day of the Holy Painting Calendar, Tianfeng Town became particularly prosperous and full of festive atmosphere.

Because of this day, it was the fifteenth birthday of the Lin family, one of the three giant families in Tianfeng Town.

The Lin family has absolute voice in the entire Tianfeng Town because they control 60% of the inkstone mining rights. In this side town, it seems to be a local royal family.

At this time, the spacious painting venue of the Lin family was filled with banquets, and relatives and friends from all sides were sitting down. While drinking and chatting, various praises to the pearl in the Lin family's palm resounded all around.

Everyone present was very happy, but the men and women sitting next to the banquet at the very corner of the painting venue seemed very uncomfortable.

Especially a thin boy, looking at the beautiful girl who was surrounded and cared for by stars on the high platform in the distance, a little bitter smile appeared on her handsome little face and envy.

Today is also his fifteenth birthday. He was born on the same day as Mingzhu of the Lin family, but before he could celebrate his birthday, he was forcibly pulled by his father, brother and family to congratulate her.

The girl on the platform, whose moon was arched by stars, put down the wine glass held in her jade hand, looked around, and finally her beautiful eyes were frozen on him in the corner.

A smile appeared on the beautiful girl's beautiful face, and then a milky white light burst out all over her body, with various mysterious notes dotted in it. On the platform, she looked like a fairy walking down from the moon palace.

She stretched out her hands to signal everyone to be quiet. When the scene became silent, she gently opened her teeth, and a pleasant sound like a heavenly sound lingered in the spacious painting field, so the guests heard: "Thank you, relatives and friends, uncles and brothers, for coming to my fifteenth birthday, but you may have forgotten that today is also the fifteenth birthday of the fifth young master of the Wu family. I hope everyone can give him a blessing."

After saying that, she walked slowly towards the thin boy from the platform like a fairy Lingbo.

On the way, the guests on the scene whispered: "What a beautiful girl who is so charming. Especially, she has a rare talent for practicing musical and painting, and she has excellent talent. She can already condense white notes and patterns at a young age. If I had such a daughter, I could wake up in my dreams with a smile."

"Yes. The fifth young master of the Wu family who grew up with her childhood sweethearts seems to be apart in comparison. I heard that he has not yet cultivated a trace of black painting, let alone condensed white painting patterns." Someone teased even more quietly.

A beautiful girl like fairy Guanghan, who had passed by Tingting's lotus steps in the air for a while, had already arrived in front of him who was staring at him with strange eyes.

She retracted the milky white light that bloomed, fell from the air, stood firmly in front of him, and smiled at him, "Happy birthday!"

"Thank you, I wish you a happy birthday again!" He stood up from his seat and looked up at the beautiful girl who was half a head taller than him. His handsome face was filled with a bright smile from the heart.

With the beautiful girl's first congratulations, the guests present occasionally heard messy congratulations, but most of them did not speak and quietly waited for the beautiful girl's following. They felt that she would not simply congratulate her childhood on her birthday, because they heard some wind a month ago.

Sure enough, the beautiful smile on the pretty girl's pretty face gradually disappeared, and then she announced with a serious expression: "I have another more important thing to announce. I want to attack the supreme way of painting souls and have no time to take care of my husband and children, so please be a witness. I want to terminate the marriage with the fifth young master of the Wu family and the marriage contract of eight worshipers. From now on, we are just childhood sweethearts born on the same day of the same year, month and day, and have no other relationship."

The beautiful girl's voice was particularly solemn and was spoken after careful consideration, but when her voice spread throughout the painting field, it immediately caused a lot of waves.

The first thing to be affected was the thin boy opposite her. His originally bright smile stopped there completely. For a moment, he seemed to have lost his soul. His hands, hidden on the back of his hands, tightly holding a painting, and his whole body was trembling.

Then there was a middle-aged man and a white-haired old man sitting next to him. They stood up from their seats, their tiger eyes emitting a light of resentment, looking at another pair of middle-aged man and a white-haired old man on the platform.

"Is this how Brother Lin treating your elder brother whom you are a friend of eight?" The middle-aged man, who was obviously the thin young man's father, looked at the middle-aged man on the platform and said coldly.

The middle-aged man and the white-haired old man on the platform rushed over at the first time, and bowed his fists to his sworn brother and said, "Brother, I only knew about this. I had never heard my daughter talk about breaking the engagement in advance. Besides, the marriage was originally a matchmaker's order. Fifteen years ago, the two children were already married. A month ago, the brothers of both sides nodded and confirmed that the marriage was completely settled. Just wait for both sides to become 16 years old to have a wedding, and we will never regret it."

"Wu Bomo wants to blame my father and grandpa. All of this is my own decision, and they don't know. A month ago, when you confirmed the marriage, I said I didn't agree, but you still agreed that my notes and patterns have been completely formed and I will never allow anyone to operate my marriage. I am just a brother-sister to him, and I will never fall in love with him, let alone live with him for the rest of my life." The beautiful girl pointed to the thin boy who was still in a state of losing his soul, and said to the middle-aged man with an extremely atmosphere.

"Yin'er, if you still think I am your grandfather, you can take back the jokes you just now, and we can think that it didn't happen." The thin boy's grandfather said in grief.

"Grandpa, even if I can't be your granddaughter, I will always be your good granddaughter. Please forgive me. I have decided that no one will change it." The beautiful girl was very determined.

"My good voice, listen to grandpa. Hurry up and apologize to you Uncle Wu and Grandpa. Do you know if you really break off the engagement, the Wu family will never be able to raise their heads in Tianfeng Town?" The beautiful girl's grandfather cursed with some angrily.

At this time, no one noticed that the thin boy had woken up from his shock. He took out the painting he had always treasured on his back and handed it to the beautiful girl. He said calmly: "For this, this is my birthday gift for you. I know that the reason why you broke off the engagement is simply because I can't practice painting spirit. But how do you know that I can't practice painting spirit. I can defeat you with this painting!"

Hearing this, the beautiful girl was extremely surprised, her pretty face was filled with shock. The thin boy in front of her would feel a strong sense of inferiority around her. This phenomenon became unusually obvious as they grew older.

She also remembered that when she was seven years old, they went to the river to take a bath together. She teased each other for the natural brush paintings on each other's backs, and made an oath to become husband and wife when she grew up. The brush paintings behind her could form a complete brush. The feeling of being a little bit miserable now makes her feel a little nostalgic to her.

But people will grow up. When she is determined to have a rare talent for practicing musical and painting, but he does not even have the most ordinary talent for painting, and is marked as a waste, the relationship between the two becomes distant.

That year was their tenth birthday. Her name was Lin Qinyin and his name was Wu Daoxuan.

Since then, Lin Qinyin, the pearl of the Lin family, grew rapidly. In just four years, she has gone from practicing as a fairy girl to the peak of purple painting disciples.

In the past four years, Wu Daoxuan and Lin Qinyin had never met once, and they did not meet until they were fourteenth birthday.

The gap between the two became wider after four years.

Lin Qin's sound is becoming more and more beautiful, attracting the teenagers in Tianfeng Town like half-ripe peaches.

Wu Daoxuan is no exception. He hasn't seen her for four years, and his longing for her is getting heavier and heavier. He has no talent for painting cultivation, but he has ordinary talent for painting. So for four years, whenever he misses her, he uses his brush to dip her in his blood and draws the girl he misses on the drawing paper.

Four years later, Wu Daoxuan had achieved some success in painting, and this year he also discovered a secret of himself, a secret that even his family didn't know.

It turns out that he is not a waste, and no one knows his talent!

The past is like the wind, and everything about Wu Daoxuan's past appears in Lin Qinyin's heart, making her pretty face look warmer, but she gradually returns to reality and recalls what Wu Daoxuan just said.

"I heard it right, did you say you can defeat me?" Lin Qinyin became very cold again. Although she felt sorry for Wu Daoxuan and the Wu family, she was still cruel for her own painting future, her marriage and her happiness.

"Yes, you can open that painting first." Wu Daoxuan became extremely calm.

Lin Qinyin took the birthday gift from Wu Daoxuan with a little curiosity and slowly opened it.

The guests present also curiously came to Lin Qinyin to watch it, wanting to see what kind of painting Wu Daoxuan, who has always been known as a useless fifth young master, defeated Lin Qinyin with a painting.

The painting was slowly unfolded, and what was reflected in front of everyone was a lifelike portrait, a portrait of Lin Qinyin.

The lines of the portrait are not ordinary black ink, but dark red, as if they were drawn with the blood of the painted beast.

But these are not the most attractive people. Lin Qinyin was attracted by her eyes in the portrait first, and she wondered:

"Why don't you draw eyes on my portrait? Are you making fun of me for having eyes without eyes?"

It turns out that Lin Qinyin in the portrait only has eye sockets and no eyeballs, which makes a beautiful painting that should have been particularly vivid and vivid, a bit cunning.

Wu Daoxuan did not answer directly, but said: "This painting was drawn by me, which took me a whole day yesterday and took a cup of blood to the tip of my tongue. For five years, whenever I miss you, I will use the blood on my fingers as a brush and ink to draw your portrait. It is basically once a week. The wound of this finger is just right, so I will change it to another finger, but the pain and blood have not flowed in vain. A year ago, I discovered that I am not a waste. Although I still cannot practice painting energy, I am a more advanced formation master than you who practice painting energy."

Wu Daoxuan's calm words slowly spread throughout the silent painting field, making it more and more peaceful for a moment.

But then the guests present burst into laughter, and some people laughed and said, "Array Master?! You must be fooled by the blow, right? Don't you know that the master of the formation needs to go through the three stages of painting, the painter, the painter, and the painter, and condense the painting, the painting, the painting pattern, and the soul. Only by becoming a painter with a painting soul can you have a very small possibility to master the way of painting formation and eventually become a sacred formation master?!"

With the ridicule of this person, many guests present laughed more and more violently, but Wu Daoxuan was unmoved and said nothing. Instead, he took the portrait back from Lin Qinyin's hand, bit his tongue again, and then clicked on Lin Qinyin's eyes.

Two drops of bright red tongue blood turned into Lin Qinyin's eyes, and the original ordinary painting paper suddenly burst into bright red light.

Wu Daoxuan's final blood gave the portrait blood support, and the lines and souls that had long been hidden in the portrait lines were also revealed, and finally a beauty that was exactly the same as Lin Qinyin flew out from the painting paper.

The Lin Qinyin, which flew out of the drawing paper, was directly attached to Wu Daoxuan's body. When everyone watched carefully again, they suddenly found that two identical Lin Qinyins were confronting each other.

Wu Daoxuan told the guests who were present to make fun of him with practical actions that he was the formation master, a natural formation master. This was a silent counterattack, a silent slap in the face.

At this point, the guests were completely quiet and watched the two Lin Qinyin confront each other.

"Lin Qinyin, I am now making a battle bet with you. If you win me, I agree without saying a word to your ruthless break-up and ask to leave your Lin family. If I win by chance, I will dig down the natural brush picture on my back and give it to you, with the word "divorce book" written on it. When I was a child, you were always jealous of the pen tip on my back, and the pen stick on your back. Have you always wanted my brush picture?"

Wu Daoxuan looked at Lin Qinyin and said sadly.

The man was asked to break the engagement by the woman, and he was broken off the engagement in front of almost all the well-known figures in Tianfeng Town. If he really agreed to break the engagement, the man would have no face to gain a foothold in Tianfeng Town.

This is a shame, a great shame. Wu Daoxuan is earning his face and washing away the shame for the Wu family in his own way.

After listening to Wu Daoxuan's words, his father Wu Tian and grandfather Wu Zhenyu immediately stopped him and said, "Daoxuan, no, digging down that natural brush skin may take away all your energy and spirit, and you will die."
Chapter completed!