Garden, pavilion.

The atmosphere was tense at this moment, and Song Daosheng was still a little puzzled when facing the hostile eyes of everyone.

But when he noticed the situation in the garden, he immediately understood what was going on.

My previous movements destroyed other people's gardens, and most of them were injured.

It's no wonder Li Yan and the others have such a look.

The guess of Song Dao Sheng cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be irrelevant.

The real reason why Li Yanchu was angry was that Song Daosheng let Li Yu take risks.

Although in the latter's opinion, he is not a risk at all.

But Li Yan and the others don’t care about this. Even if they are not taking risks, they will definitely not be able to escape the charge of hitting the king.

"Boldly, do you know what kind of sin you have committed!"

As Li Yu's number one fan, Li Yan looked ugly at this moment, "Come on, take him down!"

"yes!"

The Jinyiwei, who had already prepared around, answered in unison, quickly stepped forward and drove the Song Dao Sheng.

Poor, the middle-aged painter at this moment was about to be taken away without figuring out the situation in front of him.

"Slow down."

Li Yu's voice sounded, and the Jinyiwei who was holding the people stopped immediately.

"Relax the person."

When the Jinyiwei heard this, he immediately let go without hesitation, and the Song Daosheng was able to restore his free body.

"Mr. Li, I didn't do anything about it on purpose!"

Although Song Daosheng was arrested just now, he had no complaints in his heart, but instead bowed to Li Yu very embarrassedly.

"I am willing to compensate all losses from Li's mansion today at the price. If Mr. Li has any dissatisfaction, I am accepting them all."

Judging from Li Yan's reaction just now, he knew that he almost injured Li Yu.

And the other party is his savior.

Thinking of this, Song Daosheng felt guilty, and the joy of breaking through his painting skills was also dispersed a lot.

"Do you do this because you feel guilty?" Li Yu waved his hand and asked the surrounding Jinyiwei to retreat outside.

He walked towards the stone table in front, his eyes falling on the painting on the table.

"Will you do this if you choose again?"

Song Daosheng's eyes followed the other party, and he was silent for a moment after hearing this, "No."

"Oh? Why? Haven't you been pursuing a higher level of painting?"

Li Yu, who was enjoying the painting, looked back and saw a hint of surprise on his face, and he didn't expect the other party to say this.

"I am indeed pursuing a higher path, even if I sacrifice my life for it."

Song Daosheng nodded, then shook his head and said, "But the premise is that it cannot hurt others. If you want to sacrifice the interests of others or even life in order to pursue a higher painting path, then I would rather not."

"You are a good person, a real good person."

Li Yu looked at Song Daosheng and his eyes finally became serious.

Even if the other party had realized the truth before and showed extraordinary potential, he could only be said to be a genius in his eyes.

Such a genius deserves his attention, but it cannot make him serious.

Because in this world, there is no shortage of geniuses when you start over.

And he happens to be the most genius.

But now, the other party's words changed his original idea.

The other party has changed from a genius worthy of training to a confidant general.

"This world is full of geniuses, but there is no genius who can respect other people's lives."

Li Yu looked at the painter with a charming smile on his face, "I am lucky, I will meet one today."

"Saint Song Dao, you may not be a devout seeker, but you are indeed a good person worthy of respect."

Around him, Li Yan and Chu looked at each other with their eyes flashing. The king called himself the lonely, and he didn't want to hide his identity anymore.

Song Daosheng is not a fool, and he quickly guessed his identity from Li Yu's words.

"You...you are His Highness, King Wu!"

Song Daosheng was shocked and looked at the young man in front of him with disbelief.

In fact, when he saw the Li Mansion, he suspected the other party's identity.

But at that time he just felt that the other party might be the son of a minister in the court.

He never expected that Mr. Li would be King Wu Li Yu!

"What, don't this Wu King Gu look like?"

Li Yu smiled and quipped.

"No, no!" Song Daosheng waved his hand and said quickly: "The Martial King should be you, and only you are worthy of being Martial King!"

He looked excited. With His Highness the heroic figure of His Royal Highness, who can compare in the world?

This King of Martial Arts should be His Highness, and only His Highness is worthy of it!

"Haha! If others say this, I will only flatter him and deliberately cater to him."

Li Yu smiled and said, "But for you, I feel extremely sincere."

"The grass-roots are indeed telling the truth."

Song Daosheng looked serious, and he really didn't flatter him anymore.

Seeing this, Li Yan and Chu Xian next to him also smiled.

The king obviously did not want to punish the painter's crime, so naturally they would not say anything about it.

What we want to do is the king's caring person, not the confusing person.

Li Yu and Song Daosheng had a good chat. He picked up the scroll on the table and was amazed.

The other party's painting is no longer an ordinary object, but a strange object.

Name: King Wu's Bridge Tour

Type: Strange things

Grade: Eighth grade

Note: This is a painting by a painter when he entered the Tao. It contains great power, whether it is to collect it or to fight against enemies.

Eighth-grade strange objects can already exert their strength from the second realm, corresponding to the innate nature of martial arts.

However, Li Yu carefully felt the power contained in the painting. Even if he reached the eighth grade, he was only a first-time entry and could only be considered ordinary among the same grade.

But considering that Song Dao Saint entered the Tao overnight, he was only the ninth grade of acquired nature and did not break through to the innate nature.

The other party's ability to draw an eighth-grade painting is enough to prove his talent in painting.

"Can you talk to me, what kind of power does this scroll have?"

Li Yu raised his head and looked at the middle-aged painter and asked.

"When you go back to Your Highness, after this painting is injected with blood, you can inspire the characters above to walk out of the scroll to face the enemy."

Song Daosheng mentioned the scroll and showed a proud look on his face. Finally, he said regretfully: "It's just a pity that when he painted this painting, the grass people had not yet entered the Tao. Except for the portrait of His Highness, the others in the painting are just ordinary people and cannot manifest themselves in the world."

Co-authored, it depends on me that you can reach the eighth grade of this painting.

Li Yu raised his sword eyebrows lightly and understood the other party's meaning.

If you say that, this painting can become an eighth grade, probably because he is strong enough.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful the Song Dao Sheng Painting is, he is probably only the top nine grade.

"Sheng Song Dao, Gu likes this very much. I wonder if he can give it to Gu?"

Li Yu was admiring the paintings in his hand. He had to admire the other party's painting skills. He drew his own paintings so much that they looked so beautiful.

It’s just that there is a mark on the painting, so it’s not easy to spread it, so as not to bury any disaster.

Song Daosheng was a little reluctant to leave when he heard this, but he nodded and said, "I originally thought of writing this painting and gave it to His Highness after I was ready, and so on."

"Haha! That orphan accepted it."

Li Yu laughed and rolled up the painting and handed it to Chu Xian next to him.

The latter hugged the scroll with both hands, with a serious expression, and was very alert to everyone.

The king did not give the painting to others, but only gave it to him to preserve it. This is trust in him.
To be continued...