"Huff huff…"
Zhao Gongming panted a few times. Only then did he realize that his entire body was drenched in sweat.
A Primordial Unity Golden Immortal who had a mind connected to the gods was actually drenched in sweat.
No one would believe this.
Zhao Gongming turned around, not daring to look at the paintings anymore.
However, when he raised his head, he saw Qin Chuan looking at him with a faint smile.
That smile seemed to have seen through all his thoughts.
Zhao Gongming's heart skipped a beat as if he had understood something.
He understood.
All the decorations in the cave abode seemed to be ordinary items, but in reality, it was a smokescreen.
In fact, all the decorations here were very particular.
For example, the flowers and plants at the door. If one felt it carefully, it was not difficult to see that there was an inexplicable aura circulating within.
However, it was vague and elusive.
As for the calligraphy and paintings in this cave abode, there was no need to mention them.
This was clearly the embodiment of the principles of heaven and earth!
However, Zhao Gongming's realm was too low for him to see through it.
This senior in front of him was probably not far from the true Saint Realm, let alone the Quasi-Saint Realm, right?
……
At this moment, Qin Chuan had just finished tidying up the table. When he looked up, he saw Zhao Gongming looking at his calligraphy with sweat all over his forehead.
At first, he was puzzled. This great Primordial Immortal clearly seemed to have a deeper realm than him.
How could he be so unbearable in the face of a few words that he had casually written?
However, he soon understood.
This must be a person who loved calligraphy and painting as much as his life.
In his previous life, Qin Chuan had heard of many such people.
For the sake of a painting that he liked, he was willing to spend a lot of money.
However, he did not expect that there would actually be such a person in the Wilderness.
It was really funny.
Qin Chuan put away his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, then crumpled the regular script he had casually written earlier into a ball.
"Senior, what are you doing?"
Qin Chuan had just crumpled the paper in his hand when Zhao Gongming rushed up.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Chuan immediately stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhao Gongming in surprise.
What was wrong with this guy?
At this moment, Zhao Gongming looked at the paper ball in Qin Chuan's hand with a pained expression.
Although he had only taken a quick glance, he had seen what was written on the paper.
This was clearly a masterpiece that contained the principles of heaven and earth.
But now, this senior had actually casually crumpled it into a ball of paper.
Zhao Gongming's face was filled with heartache and regret, but he did not dare to snatch the paper ball from Qin Chuan's hand.
He could only stand there anxiously.
"Fellow Daoist, what are you doing?"
After Qin Chuan reacted, he casually threw the ball of paper into the bamboo basket beside the table and asked curiously.
At this moment, Zhao Gongming realized that the bamboo basket was already filled with more than ten paper balls.
Could it be that the paper balls inside were all masterpieces with the Great Dao written on them?
This time, Zhao Gongming was really dumbfounded.
He didn't even know how to speak.
After stammering for a long time, he looked at the ball of paper in the bamboo basket with heartache.
"What a pity, what a pity. Senior, you…sigh!”
Qin Chuan found it even more amusing when he saw Zhao Gongming beating his chest and stamping his feet.
It seemed that his thoughts were right. This guy was the kind of person who loved calligraphy and painting as much as his life.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to feel pity. As you can see, there are too many paintings in my immortal's cave. I couldn't hang them up, so I threw them away.”
There were too many paintings and calligraphy, so he threw them away?
This kind of thing that contained the truth of the Great Dao actually said that it couldn't be hung?
Could it be that Senior's realm had already reached the realm of being as good as water and everything could not compete?
Zhao Gongming looked at Qin Chuan in shock.
Such an existence was actually unknown in the Wilderness.
This realm was simply too terrifying.
At the side, Cloudsky also recovered from the painting. She was clearly also quite shocked.
The way he looked at Qin Chuan was even more respectful than before.
"Fellow Daoists, don't just stand there. Come and sit.”
Qin Chuan chuckled and prepared to invite the two of them to sit down.
"If the two of you really like this calligraphy, I'll give you one later.”
Qin Chuan casually added.
However, just as he finished speaking, Zhao Gongming and Cloudsky, who were about to sit down, immediately jumped up again.
" Senior, are you serious?!"
This action stunned Qin Chuan again.
Isn't it just a piece of calligraphy? What's the big deal?
At this moment, Zhao Gongming and Cloudsky seemed to have noticed their loss of composure and hurriedly sat down again.
However, their faces were still filled with excitement.
It was a great opportunity to obtain the calligraphy of a Quasi-Sage Almighty.
After he brought it back, he had to comprehend it well. In the future, he would definitely be able to achieve the Great Dao.
When Qin Chuan saw the expressions of these two people, he only felt that it was funny.
It was just a painting, yet he was making such a fuss.
If he wanted to, he could mass-produce hundreds of them every day.
Now, he finally understood that the brains of the Primordial Immortals might have been cultivated until they were stupid.
There was a hole in his brain!
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