I Have a Time and Space Garden

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"These candied haws are delicious!"

The iron-headed baby complimented while eating.

"It's delicious, isn't it? Don't worry, let my sister draw more for you."

Zhou Xiaoqian continued to write and drew several strings of candied haws, all of which were given to Tietouwa and the little beavers.

"I have a question, are these candied haws real or fake?" Wang Xian watched for a long time, always puzzled.

"Look at me as your teacher, and I'll tell you."

Zhou Xiaoqian smiled, revealing two small fangs.

Wang Xian closed his mouth immediately, and would not cry.

"It's really insufferable!"

Zhou Xiaoqian snorted.

"That is Xianfa's "Creation in Painting", which communicates the power of heaven and earth and even the rhythm of law and Taoism through the form of painting, and condenses real things.

So, what you eat is indeed candied haws.

Of course, this immortal method is not omnipotent. For example, if you ask her to draw an immortal emperor, it will definitely fail to draw her, and she will be attacked by herself. "

At this moment, a gentle voice came from a distance.

"I have seen the true monarch!"

Everyone quickly turned around and bowed respectfully to Wang Miao.

"True monarch?"

Zhou Xiaoqian frowned slightly, followed the sound, wondering who was so crazy and dared to take such a cool name.

The moment I saw Wang Miao.

She was stunned.

Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world!

This was Zhou Xiaoqian's first thought.

If it is said that the disciples and grandchildren in the Huasheng Academy are rare in the immortal world, they are obviously much weaker than the handsome and extraordinary young man in front of him.

However, Zhou Xiaoqian quickly showed shock.

She found that she couldn't see through Wang Miao at all.

"At least the existence of the Immortal King!"

Zhou Xiaoqian came up with this idea, and a mirror secretly appeared in his hand, which was the Vientiane Mirror ranked 250.

However, before she could use the Vientiane Mirror to spy on Wang Miao's cultivation, she found that fine cracks appeared on the surface of the mirror.

"Oops, it's a great magician!"

Zhou Xiaoqian was shocked in her heart, and quickly withdrew her immortal energy to save the Vientiane Mirror.

She would bet that as long as she continued to use the Vientiane Mirror to spy on Wang Miao, the entire mirror would be blown to pieces.

"The painting saints of the fairy world secretly go to the lower world. If they are known by the fairy kings and kings of the fairy world, they will be shocked."

Wang Miao glanced at the Vientiane Mirror and continued: "Why, this is broken? The quality is not good!"

Zhou Xiaoqian knew that she had kicked the iron plate, so she quickly put away the Vientiane Mirror, bowed her head and said, "I was abrupt before, please forgive me, senior."

She kept her head down, not daring to lift it up.

If the person you meet is an immortal king or an immortal monarch, with her status as a painting saint in the immortal world, she can deal with it a little or two.

But as soon as he stepped out of the world, he encountered the most terrifying supernatural power.

"Which Immortal Emperor is this person, why doesn't he have any impression."

Zhou Xiaoqian felt uneasy in her heart.

She lowered her head, unable to wait for Wang Miao's voice, but found a piece of white paper floating in front of her.

"You're still as stupid as ever."

Zhou Xiaoqian read the words on the paper in a low voice, and suddenly realized that these words are too familiar, isn't it...

Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her head and found a vague but unforgettable figure standing beside Wang Miao.

"Master!"

Zhou Xiaoqian's eyes were red, and she flew over.

But before she could hug the long legs of the fairy flower, she found a piece of paper floating in front of her with a cactus full of thorns drawn on it.

next moment.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, the cactus flew out of the painting, turned into a length of more than ten meters, and shot Zhou Xiaoqian out.

"Master, it's me!"

"I'm Xiao Qianqian!"

Zhou Xiaoqian ignored the cactus thorns on her body, got up and shouted to the fairy flower, her eyes were full of excitement.

"hiss!"

"This little girl turned out to be the painting saint of the fairyland?"

"What's even more incredible is that the senior fairy is actually the master of the painting saint?"

Wang Xian and the two winter melon fairies all took a deep breath.

For them, it was really shocking.

In the fairy world, it is also big news enough for people to talk about for many years.

"Master, Xiao Qianqian misses you so much!"

Zhou Xiaoqian knelt on the ground and took out a jade pendant.

The jade pendant she asked Yin Rugou to bring was just an imitation, and the current jade pendant is the original.

This jade pendant was a commemorative gift from Fairy Flower when she was apprentice, and Zhou Xiaoqian always took it by her side, inseparable.

"The past is gone, I am no longer me."

Fairy Flower ignored Zhou Xiaoqian's actions, but wrote and wrote, leaving this line of text.

"The fate of master and apprentice is over."

After thinking about it, the fairy flower wrote another line of text.

"Master, don't leave me alone!"

Zhou Xiaoqian said quickly, "Even if you are reincarnated, I am willing to worship you as my teacher again!"

Zhou Xiaoqian bit her lip, her eyes full of determination.

Back then, she was just an unnamed painting apprentice in a small town in Xianjie. She had no father or mother, and was beaten and scolded by the painter in the gallery all day long.

Until one day, she met a veiled woman walking in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella.

The light emitted by the other party made Zhou Xiaoqian in the heavy rain feel the warmth for the first time in her life.

She started as a clumsy maid, studied hard step by step, and finally succeeded in worshipping this woman as her teacher and became the last disciple of the other party.

Now this jade pendant was obtained at that time.

Fairy Flower looked at this jade pendant and brought back memories of her previous life.

But she still shook her head.

"I'm no longer the me I used to be, and you are no longer a lonely girl in a rainy night in a small town, but a painter who is famous in the fairyland."

The fairy flower wrote this sentence.

Zhou Xiaoqian looked at these familiar words and felt a sense of loss.

But she didn't give up.

"I am willing to continue to learn from a clumsy maid, and only ask Master to continue to teach me, although I am already a painting saint, but I know that my own fire is far from enough.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been stuck at the peak of Xuanxian all these years. "

Zhou Xiaoqian said.

At the same time, a multicolored spiritual bead appeared in Wang Miao's palm.

This is a fruit of luck, and eating a hundred of them should allow Zhou Xiaoqian to break the bottleneck of the cultivation base of the Immortal King.

"Twisted melons are not sweet."

Fairy Flower wrote another line of text.

Then, he tugged at the corner of Wang Miao's clothes.

Wang Miao touched his chin, put away the luck fruit, and said, "The twisted melon is really not sweet."

After finishing speaking, he and Fairy Flower walked towards the ethereal residence.

"Please come back!"

Wang Xian stood in front of Zhou Xiaoqian and said.

"Senior, I want to stay."

Zhou Xiaoqian thought of a solution and quickly said to Wang Miao.

"No, you don't want to!"

Wang Miao waved her hand, and Zhou Xiaoqian realized that she was being pushed by an invisible force and was forced to move back.

When the surrounding scene changed, she found that she had returned to the fairyland, but it was in the vast cold continent.

"Master doesn't want me anymore..."

Zhou Xiaoqian stared blankly at the sky, holding the jade pendant that Fairy Flower gave her in her previous life in both hands.

Misty in front.

Wang Miao sat down.

"Why not leave her behind?"

he asked.

"Tired, and also bearish."

Fairy Flower wrote.

"Okay, actually what I want to say is that if benevolence and righteousness are not a business, there will still be." Wang Miao held the fruit of luck and murmured.

Fairy Flower glanced at the fruit of luck and seemed to understand something.