It was not until he opened the door, entered the house, and confirmed that no one had followed, that Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Since I had just advanced to the second level of Qi Training Realm last night and had not had time to adapt, when I rushed out to save the little boy, even Lin Yi himself did not expect that the speed was so fast that he could almost unable to control himself and flew out.

This is also the reason why Lin Yi hurriedly left the scene. If a passerby photographed his appearance and left evidence, it would be troublesome.

"Hope it's okay."

Although there was a headache, Lin Yi did not regret saving the little boy. It was impossible for him to watch the other party die.

Getting rid of these messy thoughts, Lin Yi took out the food and started cooking. Now he just wants to fill his stomach and practice.

After a while, Lin Yi had enough food and drink, moved his muscles and bones a little, and entered a state of cultivation.

This time, Lin Yi did not take the Xiao Peiyuan Pill. He knew very well that for immortals, elixirs are just auxiliary products. Taking too much in a short period of time may greatly improve his cultivation, but it may also have side effects and affect his cultivation.

Therefore, Lin Yi decided to save the remaining nineteen small Peiyuan Dans until the future breakthrough was made before using it.

However, what Lin Yi didn't know was that the video of him bravely saving the little boy had been recorded by a blogger who happened to pass by and shot a vlog, and it was posted online.

To attract attention, the blogger with more than 100,000 fans specially selected an exaggerated title:

"Shocked! The warmth of winter, the young man stood up to save the six-year-old boy regardless of life and death!"

Half an hour after the video was released, comments began to appear one after another. At the beginning, everyone was praising the courage of the "young man", but soon someone found out that something was wrong:

Sitting on the grave and sucking lonely: "This video is synthesized by a computer, right? Can humans run so fast?"

Hidden Thunder in the Crotch: "I also think there is something wrong, it's too exaggerated, unless it's Superman."

After being questioned, the blogger immediately refuted: "This is what I accidentally photographed this morning, and it is definitely not a computer synthesis!"

"Haha, do we think we are idiots? You can see clearly with your own eyes wide open. That's what humans can do?"

In the video, when the truck was about to hit the boy, the "young guy" was at least ten meters away. As a result, the next second, the "young guy" hugged the boy and avoided the truck. Even if he slowly let it double, he still couldn't see the specific movements. I'm afraid even the world's sprint champion is far inferior to that of today.

Blogger: "…"

Damn, he had been obsessed with uploading videos before, but he didn't notice this at all!

What the hell is going on?

“Can it be…”

A bold idea suddenly emerged in the blogger's mind. He took a deep breath, deleted the video without hesitation, and then turned on the camera.

Unfortunately, because the distance is too far, I can't see the other person's appearance clearly.

"Hmph, I won't give up!"

The blogger's eyes were firm and he felt that he had a shocking secret!

...

Unlike writing, there is just a piece of paper, brush and ink. Painting requires many kinds of tools and cannot be omitted. Otherwise, Qin Xiu would not have taken a short time to draw a painting.

Originally, Qin Xiu planned to pass the time with a group brush today, but under Su Yue'er's entanglement, he finally had to agree to draw a portrait of him alone.

"You can grind the ink."

Qin Xiu was quite helpless when laying the silk cloth.

"OK!"

Su Yue'er was overjoyed and immediately picked up the ink ingot, poured in a little water, and skillfully grinded it.

Although Su Yue'er has always been lively and does not like quietness, she has followed Qin Xiu for hundreds of years and has absolutely no problem in grinding ink.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xiu was so amused and crying. If someone else had such a red sleeve, he would probably be too late to be happy, but he really couldn't be happy.

"alright."

After a while, Su Yue'er put down the ink ingot and said happily.

"Um."

Nodding, Qin Xiu picked up the brush and put it in the inkstone, and his expression gradually became serious.

Compared to writing, Qin Xiu's painting skills are slightly worse, and he hasn't touched them for many years, but even so, he can still surpass the world.

This is the accumulation of time. Ordinary people can never cross it. Cultivators are not interested in it. Over time, naturally no one will be his opponent.

Su Yue'er stood beside her and watched carefully. Of course, she was not looking at the painting, but at Qin Xiu.

"Serious master, so handsome!"

Although Qin Xiu is very handsome, Su Yue'er has always liked Qin Xiu's serious appearance the most, which makes her feel at ease, just like when she rescued her who was expelled by the clan.

Two hours passed in a blink of an eye. Seeing noon, Qin Xiu suddenly picked up his pen, sprinkled some water, and smiled:

"Finish."

Upon hearing this, Su Yue'er suddenly woke up. Looking in the sound, she saw a woman who was almost exactly the same as her on the silk cloth. She was painted with a fox ear and nine-tailed one, simple and elegant, without any trace of dust. There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hehe, thank you, Master, I want to hang it in the room!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yueer immediately couldn't wait to pick up the portrait and rush into the backyard.

Qin Xiu: "..."

Not long after, Hua Qingling walked out of the backyard.

"Owner."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Xiu, who had just sat down, suddenly had a bad premonition.

Hua Qingling didn't say anything, but just bulged her mouth and looked at Qin Xiu quietly. She looked like she had suffered some grievances, and she was extremely cute.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Qin Xiu tentatively said, "Do you want a portrait too?"

As soon as this said, Hua Qingling nodded vigorously.

Qin Xiu: "..."

Alas, he knew it would be like this.

"Okay, you'll grind the ink, I'll draw one for you too."

Qin Xiu stood up and said.

"No!"

Hua Qingling said with confidence: "I want a portrait of being with my master."

"Uh... OK."

Qin Xiu nodded and agreed, drawing the brush in advance again, but this time the people around him turned into Hua Qingling.

Another two hours passed, and Qin Xiu slowly drew the two of them on silk cloth according to Hua Qingling's description.

"Um?"

As if he remembered something, Qin Xiu raised his eyebrows and said, "This is... the scene we met for the first time?"

Strictly speaking, it is the scene where the two met for the first time after the transformation of the flower green spirit.

"Master, you finally remembered."

Hua Qingling's eyes were slightly brighter, and a long-lost smile appeared on her aggrieved little face.

Qin Xiu: "..."

If he remembers correctly, it should have happened more than a thousand years ago...

"Master, I will keep this painting forever."

As he said that, Hua Qingling put away the portrait and returned to the backyard happily.

“…”

Sighing, Qin Xiu sat down comfortably and finally could rest with peace of mind.

Dingdong.

A message pops up on the phone screen:

Shen Yunxi: "Are you there?"

Two days have passed, Shen Yunxi should have ended the tribulation, right?

Thinking of this, Qin Xiu replied, "What's wrong?"

"I failed to survive the tribulation."

Qin Xiu: "???"
Chapter completed!