Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 1262 Hualong's Brother

"Why did Wenxi come over here to give you money? I see the slap marks on that grandson's face haven't disappeared yet. Since this guy joined Shen Yu, there are not many people in Xieyue Temple who can suppress this guy." Liu Bang looked at Wenxi who was leaving in a panic, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. He quickly came up to him and asked, "How did you do it? When did you have such a strong relationship?"

Cui Yu smiled when he heard this and said, "Take the silver and don't let yourself be cheated again in the future."

After saying this, Cui Yu went back to the library to sort out the scriptures. However, the way the disciples in the library looked at Cui Yu was very different from before. They all looked at Cui Yu with awe and seriousness in their eyes.

A day passed quickly, and the news that the eldest brother Wenxi was punished by the Princess of Zhao because of the matter between Liu Bang and Cui Yu was like a hurricane blowing through the Xieyue Temple.

In a certain Taoist temple, Young Marquis Shen Yu looked at Wenxi with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Wenxi was his number one weapon against Cui Yu, but now he was defeated, especially after provoking the eldest princess to take action. This had a fatal impact on the trend of isolating Cui Yu that he had worked so hard to secretly build.

"What's going on?" The young marquis looked at Wenxi with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Wenxi covered his face with his hands, his eyes full of grievance: "My Lord, I didn't know! I feel even more wronged!"

Evening
Cui Yu took his drawing board, brush and ink and came to the Chongwen Pagoda where the Princess of Zhao had agreed to meet.

Chongwen Tower is a sightseeing tower of Xieyue Temple. It has seven floors and is specially used to entertain nobles who come to Xieyue Temple.

Since Zhao Chuyan came, the entire Chongwen Tower was cleaned up and became Zhao Chuyan's residence for practice.

There were dozens of guards in iron armor standing at the foot of the Chongwen Pagoda. The gilded armor sparkled brightly in the sun. Even though they were dozens of steps away, Cui Yu could still smell the faint smell of blood in the air.

"This is a group of elite soldiers. The most important thing is that I seem to feel a unique power hidden in their bodies. That power is somewhat familiar to me. It seems that I have felt it in Chi You before. However, compared with Chi You's aura, their aura is insignificant and not worth mentioning." Cui Yu muttered to himself.

"But Mr. Cui Yu?"

Just as Cui Yu was looking at the guards, a crisp sound came from the second floor, and a girl in an emerald green dress came down gracefully.

The girl was not very old, only about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pair of buns on her head, and a delicate and cute face, very likable.

"It's me. May I know who you are?" Cui Yu returned the greeting to the girl.

"The princess has instructed that when you arrive you can go to the sixth floor and wait. The princess has gone to listen to Mr. Deming's sermon and will be back soon." said the girl.

Cui Yu didn't ask any more questions after hearing this and followed the girl up to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is very spacious, probably at least two hundred square meters, and there is a huge screen inside with beautiful mountains and rivers embroidered on it.

Then there are bookshelves and paintings, and the whole house is filled with an antique flavor.

In front of the screen is a wooden table, on which is placed a purple clay teapot filled with fragrant tea leaves, and next to it is a simple porcelain cup with gold painting. Iron rings are hung on the antique rosewood cabinet door, and some gorgeous ceramic bottles and silk satin are placed in the cabinet. A heavy study screen hangs on the wall, on which elegant calligraphy is written with a brush, and it seems that it will fly up at any time. In the corner is a small rattan basket filled with tender green wild fruits. The sun rolls through the window, illuminating every item in the room with a transparent and warm light. The whole room exudes a light floral fragrance, which makes people feel peaceful and relaxed.

The most important thing is that there is an incense burner on the table. At this time, wisps of incense smoke come out through the gaps, flashing a gorgeous purple in the sunlight.

The little girl looked at Cui Yu and saw him examining the paintings and calligraphy on the wall. She introduced them to him, “These paintings and calligraphy are all works by Gao Chun, a famous painter from ten thousand years ago. My princess loves Gao Chun’s paintings.”

Cui Yu nodded calmly. In fact, he had never heard of Gao Chun.

Instead, the rows of bookshelves in the room aroused his curiosity.

"Those books are rare copies that the princess sent people to search for in the countryside and ancient tombs. They record many ancient secrets. The princess has told you that you can read them at will if you are interested." The little girl said respectfully.

Then he sent someone to bring fruits and tea, and lit the incense burner, and then he retreated respectfully.

Cui Yu looked around the building, then turned his gaze to the open window. At this moment, Cui Yu stood upstairs, looking through the window at the picturesque scenery between heaven and earth. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy, especially when he saw the setting sun shrouded in mist. His eyes were filled with a trace of emotion: "Now the laws of heaven and earth are in disorder. The sky and the earth are covered by a layer of gray fog, but it is rare that the great sun can still penetrate through."

Cui Yu praised, raised his head to look at the distant sky with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then began to grind the pen and ink.

Since he wanted to sell the dragon, of course he had to draw it first. Moreover, Cui Yu did not plan to draw too many. If he drew too many, it would seem worthless. He only needed to draw one.

Moreover, the dragon he drew was not an ordinary dragon. He had to add the dragon's might and the laws and energy of the dragon's body, which consumed a lot of laws. So this was a long job and it took a long time to draw a dragon.

The main reason was that too much mana was consumed, and Cui Yu had to stop writing from time to time to restore his mana.

Cui Yu spent an hour painting upstairs, but he didn't even finish half of the dragon's horn. Then he heard light footsteps outside the door, and saw Zhao Chuyan appear in front of the door:
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Dao. Thank you for waiting for so long."

Zhao Chuyan was very polite, but the more polite she was, the more alert Cui Yu became. She was a princess, but she was so polite to a commoner like me. Isn't it strange? Especially now that Cui Yu was not a commoner at all, he was sold to a young noble lady, and was considered a slave. His status and position were very different from Zhao Chuyan's. Isn't it strange that she was so polite? Cui Yu replied calmly: "It's not hard work. If you want to make money, it's not easy. What's more, the princess paid me ten taels of silver a day. I don't know how many people can't get such a well-paid job."

"Brother, what are you drawing?" Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu's drawing board, walked up to take a closer look, and then the next moment he was stunned.

Although only half of the dragon horn was drawn, with Cui Yu's realm and understanding of the laws, even if the magic power was insufficient at this moment, it still had the attributes of a real dragon.

Zhao Chuyan looked at the dragon horn on the picture, and felt that in the sudden storm with dark clouds covering the sky, a dragon horn flashing with the supreme law was faintly visible from the clouds.

Although she had never seen a real dragon, and Cui Yu even only drew half of a dragon's horn, but in Zhao Chuyan's eyes, this was a real dragon, a real dragon flying in the clouds, slowly sticking out a dragon horn.

Even though this was just a dragon horn, in Zhao Chuyan's eyes, it was more powerful than the real dragon in the dragon-breeding house at Xieyue Temple.

It was an indescribable shock, as if a dragon horn had cut through the sky and crashed directly into Zhao Chuyan's spiritual world, stopping all his thoughts and causing the thoughts in his mind to stop flowing involuntarily.

Zhao Chuyan was distracted by the dragon horn as soon as he saw it, and stood there blankly, losing all sense of the outside world. Cui Yu stretched out his hand and rolled up the canvas, and then Zhao Chuyan woke up as if from a dream, and looked at the canvas rolled up by Cui Yu with a pair of eyes in horror: "Dragon... Dragon..."

Zhao Chuyan couldn't finish her words. She pointed at the dragon on the drawing board, then at Cui Yu, moving her fingers back and forth, her eyes filled with shock.

Cui Yu smiled and said, "I want to paint a picture of a real dragon and sell it for a good price. Now I have only painted half of a dragon horn. You know, I am so poor that I can hardly afford to eat."

Zhao Chuyan stared at Cui Yu blankly, her eyes full of shock, her mouth opened and couldn't close, until Cui Yu coughed loudly in the room, Zhao Chuyan woke up as if from a dream, staring at Cui Yu in horror: "That... that was drawn by you?"

"That's right. Princess, do you want to buy this painting?" Cui Yu asked, his voice full of teasing.

"Buy it! You must buy it! You can only sell this painting to me!" Zhao Chuyan said without thinking.

"The princess hasn't asked about the price of this painting yet." Cui Yu said.

“Even if I have to sell everything I have, this princess will buy this painting.” Zhao Chuyan said without hesitation.

Cui Yu glanced at Zhao Chuyan, and when he saw that she was not joking, he sighed, "Since you are so sincere, I will suffer a loss of 'a little bit' and sell it to you for 500,000 taels of silver."

Cui Yu's voice was full of emotion. You know, after finishing this painting, it is no longer a simple painting, but a magic weapon, and not an ordinary magic weapon. Five hundred thousand taels of silver is definitely a bargain to sell it to the other party. You know, this kind of painting containing the True Dragon Dao cannot be bought with money at all.

It's like the imperial seal. You can't buy it even if you are given ten thousand carts of sand.

"Five hundred thousand taels is not expensive." Zhao Chuyan said with a smile.

After hearing what Zhao Chuyan said, Cui Yu showed a hint of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that this young lady was a connoisseur of valuables.

"If I wasn't so short of money, this painting would never have appeared in the world." Cui Yu looked at Zhao Chuyan:

"But what I need to do now is how to earn the ten taels of silver. I wonder how the princess plans to think about me?"

"Just do as you please." Zhao Chuyan said as he walked to a stool nearby and sat down, his eyes glued to Cui Yu, watching his every move and his charm.

Cui Yu was not polite when he saw this, he just spread out the canvas and continued to transform into a dragon.

Zhao Chuyan watched Cui Yu's every move, and after a moment, he began to doubt his life: "It's just ordinary, without any charm? Did you make a mistake, sir?"

Zhao Chuyan stared at Cui Yu intently, but saw that there was nothing remarkable in Cui Yu's gestures, and there was no trace of the rhyme of Taoism. If he said that this man was an ordinary person, he would believe it, but nothing Cui Yu did was ordinary.

Time passed quickly. Cui Yu rolled up the canvas, looked at the dazed Zhao Chuyan, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage. Ten taels of silver."

"Is it time?" Zhao Chuyan woke up as if from a dream. She stared at Cui Yu blankly, looking cute and adorable.

Cui Yu pointed at the sky outside, and Zhao Chuyan suddenly woke up. She looked at Cui Yu in surprise: "I didn't expect so much time to have passed. I had forgotten the passage of time."

Zhao Chuyan was a little bit unbelievable, with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She was just watching Cui Yu's every move, so how could she forget the passage of time?
Her eyes were full of disbelief and horror.

When she watched Cui Yu's actions just now, she seemed to be trapped in an inexplicable state, which made her completely dazed and immersed in it.

"By the way, I would like to thank Your Highness for taking care of the matter today and asking Wenxi to return the silver to me. This has solved my urgent problem." Cui Yu seemed to remember something and saluted Zhao Chuyan.

"Wenxi is not someone who will swallow his anger. If he suffers a loss, he will definitely find a way to get it back. If he dares to embarrass you or retaliate against you again in the future, just tell me. I will never let him off." Zhao Chuyan looked at Cui Yu with a pair of eyes full of spirit: "I have heard about your background and origins. The grudge between you and Wenxi is just a small grudge. The real trouble is Shen Yu behind him."

Upon hearing this, Cui Yu looked at Zhao Chuyan, wanting to say something but stopping himself. If he could convince Zhao Chuyan, perhaps there would be a way to help the young lady survive the disaster.

"Don't ask me. Even if you ask me, I can't do anything. What's going on between Marquis Chengyang and the Queen Mother... Never mind. Those shabby facts are too hard to talk about. Speaking them out will taint my mouth. You just need to know that Marquis Chengyang wants the land of the noble behind you to solidify his reputation as a marquis and make himself a powerful marquis with territory." Zhao Chuyan narrowed her eyes, revealing a hint of emotion and a serious look.

"Unless the nobles behind you hand over their territories, or Marquis Chengyang falls, there is absolutely no way to resolve this matter."

"A fight to the death?" Cui Yu muttered.

"Territory is the foundation of a family's inheritance. After you break through the Great Zhoutian, you will know how precious the territory is and what it means." There was a rare cautious look in Zhao Chuyan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)