Chapter 59 A Knife

The next day, at the right time, Yan Han was summoned by Concubine Xiao to paint again, and Youlan was still looking for him.

In Qixia Palace, the heat subsided and there was a sense of coolness everywhere.

The cold came to the lake with the orchid. Concubine Xiao was still sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, still watching the setting sun in the west in the west.

"Do you still need to do painting?" Yan Han asked with a question.

Youlan replied: "The Queen Mother liked the painting you made yesterday after seeing it, but it had no color and was not enough."

Yan Han said with a bitter face: "It's not impossible to adjust the color, but in this way, it will take several days to complete a painting."

"Then do it like this!" Youlan said, "The Empress will stay in the summer palace for a while, which is enough to finish the painting."

This means that the cold cold has to come here every day to polish the same painting.

Of course he had no objection and could not refuse.

All kinds of tools are available, and the cold is not vague. First outline the outline on the drawing paper.

The four of them were watching from the side, seemingly watching, but in fact they did not allow others to come.

Hongmei whispered beside the easel: "We are ready for the exchange you said yesterday."

Yan Han painted while saying without looking back: "Okay! What are you going to exchange for?"

"How do we know you're not lying to us?" Hongmei asked back.

Yan Han smiled and said, "I will give you half of the exercises first. After you confirm that they are correct, you will exchange things for my second half of the exercises so that there will be no doubts."

Hongmei was stunned. She never expected Yan Han to be so happy. She came to her senses and nodded and replied: "Okay!"

Yan Han said, "Then I say, you write it."

Hongmei turned around and attracted Cuizhu, preparing the four treasures of the study, one listened and the other wrote, and division of labor and cooperation.

He was distracted by the cold and was distracted. While painting, he recited the "Ziwu Twelve Gangs" technique. He only took care of the writing speed of Hongmei. He recited very slowly, and strived to be correct in every sentence.

The sunset slowly sets in the sky, the red clouds are everywhere, colorful, dyeing the entire summer palace into a gorgeous color.

The time was almost over. Yan Han put away his brush and turned around and asked, "How is it? Have you all recorded it?"

Among the four, Cuizhu had the best memory. She nodded slightly at Hongmei. Hongmei put away the notebook, and had three pages in total, handed it to Yanhan for a review. She modified several mistakes and confirmed that it was corrected and handed it to Cuizhu for review.

Cuizhu looked very carefully and spent a cup of tea. She raised her head just now and nodded to Hongmei, indicating that she was correct.

Hongmei felt relieved, "Come with me!"

The cold followed Hongmei into the house, while the Cuizhu was there to clean up the easels and other things with the Youlan and Zichon.

Hongmei flipped her hand and immediately had a long cloth bag in her hand. However, she did not wear a ring on her hand, only a bracelet on her wrist, which was gray and inconspicuous.

"This knife is famous, called Jiutian Yidao Slash. It is something that Badao Yue Kaishan holds. It also has the sword technique to make a sword, which is extremely powerful. However, the defect is also obvious. He is heavy on attack but not on defense. Once he encounters a strong enemy, if he fails to win with one sword, he will be rid of the enemy because of his exhaustion."

She handed the long cloth bag to Yanhan, outside the door, Youlan and the other two came in one after another with easels and other objects, and went to collect it on their own.

When the cold starts, a long sheathless knife is three feet long. It is simple and simple in style, dark and dull, and even the blade looks simple and clumsy and dark, as if it is not opened.

At first glance, it looks really not likable.

But this knife is clearly the one I saw in Baiyutang that day!

And when seen in the cold yin and yang eyes, it looks different. This knife is like a piece of simple jade, uncarved. Although it is dim, it is bright and restrained and hidden.

"Good knife!" Yan Han praised sincerely.

Hongmei frowned slightly.

She knew the background of the knife, and it was something that the imperial concubine gave her, and knew that it was a good knife. But Yan Han just took a look like this, and praised the good knife so much?

Could it be that I said it casually?!

But she immediately thought of the imperial concubine's advice, and threw this thought of contempt behind her, her eyes were bright, and she looked at Yan Han again.

Youlan and the other two got rid of the tidying up and walked out.

Yan Han picked up the jade slip beside the long sword, and asked with these embarrassed expressions, "How should I use this thing?"

Hongmei pulled the corner of her mouth slightly.

He has already broken through the cultivation level of the Condensation Essence Realm, but he doesn't know how to use the jade slip? Did he pretend it on purpose?

Cuizhu and Ziju laughed at each other, but Youlan frowned slightly. Hongmei explained patiently: "This is a jade slip. I held it in my hand and injected a breath. What do you feel now?"

"Is this a...Nine Palaces and Bagua Picture?" Yan Han narrowed his eyes and suppressed his excitement.

He can see a lot of this Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams diagram. Each of the jade slips obtained from the demon Taoist Wuchenzi has this one, just like a lock, the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams spiritual energy lock, locking the contents inside.

This time, Hongmei must be opened for him. Even if it is not universal, it can point him in a direction.

"This is a spiritual lock," Hongmei explained, "You can take a look first, and exchange this knife with you. Can you accept it? If you give the second half of the exercises, I will teach you how to crack it."

Yan Han was disappointed, so he put down the jade slip in his hand and asked, "Can this knife be as easy as your weapon?"

"You mean this?" Hongmei stretched out her hand, and a stream of light flew out of her sleeves, hovering in front of Yanhan's eyes, with cold light shining everywhere.

This is a slewing-shaped flying sword, wrapped in light, like a swimming fish, very agile.

Yan Han didn't blink his eyes, staring at the fusiform flying sword, nodding with difficulty.

"Of course," Hongmei said with certainty, "but you need to perform sacrifices and refining yourself. If the sacrifices and refining fail, you will not be able to refine your natal magic weapon, and you will not be able to retract and release them freely. You can only carry them with you, and the power is also very impressive."

Yan Han held the hilt in his hand, waved it gently twice, feeling the power contained in the long sword, nodded and said, "You can use this for exchange! What about the three of them? What to exchange?"

"Ziwu Twelve Gangs" is the method of Laojun Taoist Temple to maintain the temple. The value of Hongmei is much clearer than the cold. This time, I finally had an opportunity to exchange with them, so I must use the value to the extreme!

With this knife, Yanhan believes that he can accept it. But if you can get more things out, why not do it?

Youlan and the other two stared at Yan Han together, but unfortunately they could not kill people. No matter how fierce the eyes were, they could not shake Yan Han. Hongmei turned her head and gave the three of them a wink, and the three of them snorted coldly, turned their heads and stopped looking at Yan Han.
Chapter completed!