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A white crane perched on a mountaintop, the entire peak lush and verdant, with clouds and mist swirling around its midsection, its elegance understated, its brilliance hidden.
"A beautiful and tranquil place," Tu Longjian exclaimed in a clear voice. The tense atmosphere between the two seemed to have vanished with the wind, and they no longer pursued it.
However, when Tu Longjian's gaze fell upon the top of the mountain, he hesitated to utter a word of praise.
The trees atop the mountain peak have peculiar shapes. Their crowns have been meticulously trimmed, and one can vaguely make out the figure of a female cultivator, her posture upright, lifelike and incredibly realistic.
However, upon closer inspection, the female cultivator's hairline was also towering high, slightly detracting from her beauty.
For some reason, it reminded her of the sect leader's broad forehead.
"The landscape is unique and quite ingenious."
Seeing Tu Longjian's eyes filled with interest as he gazed at the peculiar scenery of plants, a faint smile flickered across Yan Xiuzhu's eyes.
He chuckled and introduced with a proud tone, "This was made by my third disciple, your third senior sister Lin Xiaolu."
"A-Lu is always full of ingenious ideas, so he will be very happy to hear your praise."
No sooner had the words left her mouth than a woman in a light green dress rushed out of the woods.
"Master is back! Come and see my new work."
"This time, I observed the sect leader from multiple angles for several days and finally integrated his essence. This is the second edition of 'The Sect Leader's Instructions,' which is even more in line with his true self than the original."
Yan Xiuzhu looked at her with doting eyes, his gaze like that of a loving elder:
"Yes, it has indeed improved a bit. If the sect leader knew how much effort you put into sculpting her statue, he would surely be very happy."
"Hehe, last time Senior Sister Jie gave me a bag of spirit stones and told me to open it."
"But I heard from other disciples that the sect leader was so happy that he cried in his room. It seems that giving him spirit stones was not enough to satisfy him, and he asked me to make some more changes."
Lin Xiaolu wiped the sweat from her forehead, clenched her fists, and was full of fighting spirit.
"How about I also sculpt a statue of my master? There are still many newly grown, dense trees waiting to be created."
Yan Xiuzhu's gentle expression cracked slightly for a moment. He covered his mouth with his sleeve and said softly, "Ahem... that won't be necessary. I prefer to keep a low profile."
Lin Xiaolu looked somewhat disappointed. Sigh, she had found so many people to be models, but in the end only the sect leader gave her 'positive' feedback.
Master said to keep a low profile.
The eldest brother simply said "Whatever" and went back to practice his sword. However, he disappeared every day as if he had vanished. When he practiced his sword, his figure was extremely swift, leaving behind many afterimages that were impossible to see.
To her shame, she couldn't seem to remember what her eldest brother looked like.
The second senior brother, An Lan, had a fairly good relationship with her. Upon hearing about her grand creative plan, he secretly ran down the mountain to relax.
As for Xiao Si, that hot-tempered kid is still traveling around.
After much thought, Lin Xiaolu realized that the person she saw most often in the sect was the sect leader. So, after several days of observation and infiltration, she decisively set her sights on the sect leader.
Tu Longjian listened quietly with a smile, then silently hid behind his master, Qingzhu.
She secretly touched her hairline. Thankfully, despite her diligent all-nighters—a true form of self-cultivation—her hair volume hadn't decreased. Thank goodness for self-cultivation.
These three senior sisters' artworks are so realistic, they're almost terrifying.
The further she hid, the more obvious she became, and Lin Xiaolu caught her red-handed, just like a teacher always spotting students who don't raise their hands when asking questions.
"Oh, is this the new junior sister?"
Tu Longjian, with his delicate features, crimson lips and vermilion dots, stood gracefully behind his tall and elegant master.
The jade-white disciple's robes peeked playfully out from behind the sky-blue robes, like a pure white pear blossom hidden among the leaves.
The man was aloof and gentle, while the woman was elegant and refined. The two beauties, with their picturesque features, stood together, giving off an air of divine couple.
Lin Xiaolu rested her chin on her hand, admiring the exquisite painting before her, and inspiration struck her.
Click! She quickly pulled out the camera lens to record the moment.
Lin Xiaolu stared at Tu Longjian with a bright look in her eyes, two small dimples appearing on her face.
"Junior Sister! You're so beautiful!"
"Um," Lin Xiaolu rubbed her hands together a little shyly, her eyes filled with cautious anticipation as she looked at Tu Longjian with sparkling eyes:
"Can I use the image from before to create plant and tree shapes?"
Before Tu Longjian could even speak, she launched into a rapid-fire barrage of words, her eyes crinkling with laughter that couldn't be contained, reminding Tu Longjian of the Sugar-Eating Princess from his past life.
There was a TV series she invested in that became a huge hit. When the male and female leads in the show were being very intimate on a variety show, the fans in the audience had this kind of excited and intoxicated expression.
Lin Xiaolu said excitedly:
"The sight of you standing with your master is simply too beautiful."
[The man in blue looked tenderly at the woman behind him, as beautiful as a pear blossom, his eyes filled with unspoken emotions...]
Lin Xiaolu exclaimed in surprise as her fluent speech abruptly stopped:
"Ah, Master, don't take my storybook and the recording bead!"
Yan Xiuzhu's usually gentle face was tinged with a thin layer of anger. He rolled up the storybook with the title "The Domineering Master Fell in Love with Me, But I Disliked Him for Not Being My White Moonlight" and the memory bead into his sleeve and put his hands behind his back.
"No fooling around."
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, A-Jian. I've been a bit too lenient with my disciple."
Although it was meant as an apology, he dared not look directly at Tu Longjian, but instead looked into the distance and spoke in a hoarse voice.
Lin Xiaolu scratched her head and apologized softly, then gave Tu Longjian a bottle of green liquid.
"Junior Sister, I apologize. I've been reading too many novels lately. This is a spiritual liquid I refined; consuming it will help stabilize your cultivation level."
Tu Longjian accepted the medicine and thanked him. The medicinal fragrance was rich, and it looked extremely useful. He smiled slightly.
"Master, there's no need to be angry. Third Senior Sister is quite interesting; she reminds me of some lovely people from my hometown."
Tu Longjian's lips curled up, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at the sunset with a hint of reminiscence.
Those fans who scream when they see candy are sometimes quite cute, but now that she thinks about it, it feels like a lifetime ago, and a faint sadness rises in her heart.
Therefore, she did not notice that her master's jade-white ear tips were tinged with a light red, hidden in the red glow of the sky, indistinct.
Quickly pulling himself out of his reverie, Tu Longjian looked at the unique tree shapes and exclaimed, "Senior Sister's work is incredibly lifelike, just like the realist artists from my hometown."
Lin Xiaolu excitedly grasped her hand: "A kindred spirit! They all don't understand why I waste my time doing these things, only you do."
"I'm so glad you like art too!"
"I also admire your unique insights?" Tu Longjian replied with a smile, as long as they weren't applied to her.
If the third senior sister continues to improve, she might even be able to perfectly replicate the pimples on someone's face.
Lin Xiaolu wanted to discuss art with her, but her master stopped her.
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