Li Nianfan looked at Luo Hao who was hesitant to speak, and asked curiously: "But what?"

Luo Hao hurriedly smiled and said: "Nothing, I was wondering why I felt refreshed after coming in, it turned out that it was because the air became fresh."

Li Nianfan smiled and said: "Sit down."

The three sat down as he was told.

"The tea leaves we planted are not ready for picking yet, so we can only ask you to drink ordinary water first." Li Nianfan said.

Bai Luoshuang replied: "Mr. Li, you are too polite, we are not wronged at all."

Li Nianfan smiled, took a cup and poured three cups of water from the water purifier and gave them to the three people.

"Thank you, Mr. Li." Bai Luoshuang took the water, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked: "May I ask, Mr. Li, what is this thing that holds water?"

"This is a water purifier, a little thing." Li Nianfan said casually.

Sure enough, it is another magical object!

The three immortal cultivators were almost numb. The cups they had were not filled with ordinary people, but spiritual water!

The spiritual power contained in just one cup of water was comparable to some low-level spiritual medicines!

This water purifier must be a top-level immortal device. Ordinary water turned into spiritual water after passing through it. It was incredible!

Li Nianfan saw that the three were talking nonsense, so he didn't care much. He just said lightly: "I'll go to the backyard. If you want to drink water, just pour it from the water purifier."

Li Nianfan carried the fish fry and the elephant turtle to the backyard, saying: "Xiaobai, go deal with the leopard's body and prepare to cook!"

In the hall, the three immortal cultivators were left staring at each other, fidgeting.

Although they were greedy for air purifiers and water purifiers, they didn't dare to have even the slightest greed.

Luo Hao swallowed his saliva and exclaimed: "Master...Junior Sister, we seem to have met an extraordinary person."

Bai Luoshuang nodded, took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This master is definitely beyond all our previous cognition! At present, this master is completely a good person. No matter what, we can't offend him in the slightest! If we can make friends with him, it will be the greatest blessing in our lives!"

Qin Zhu: "Don't worry, Junior Sister, we don't have to."

At this time, Luo Hao looked at the trash can at his feet and was stunned.

There was a paper in it, which seemed to be a scroll.

"Luo Hao, what are you doing? Don't mess with the master's things!" Bai Luoshuang's heart tightened, and he quickly reminded.

"This looks like a trash can."

Luo Hao said, carefully took out the scroll, and slowly unfolded it with his hands.

He was a little curious about what the master threw away.

A figure slowly emerged on the scroll.

This figure was painted from the back, wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, standing on a canoe, holding a long sword in his hand.

The lines were simple, as if he had just casually drawn it.

However, the moment he saw the picture, Luo Hao screamed, jumped up in shock, and exclaimed: "Sword! There is sword in this painting!"

Bai Luoshuang and Qin Zhu cast their eyes on the scroll at the same time.

With just one glance, they seemed to have merged into the scroll, and emotions such as loneliness, coldness, fearlessness, and desperateness came over them, almost drowning them.

At this moment, they seemed to be in the same world as the straw raincoat swordsman. A majestic swordsman's will surged from the straw raincoat swordsman's body, pressing them to the point of suffocation.

If ordinary people saw this painting, they might not have such a big reaction, but the three of them were disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, and they had already practiced swordsmanship and were very sensitive to swordsmanship.

They vaguely understood the artistic conception of this painting. This straw raincoat swordsman was dueling with someone, and he was on his way to fulfill an appointment, and the person he was dueling with was on the other side of the river!

"Huh!"

Luo Hao quickly put the scroll away, and the three of them woke up. In just a moment, they were already sweating profusely.

"Who is in this painting? The back alone contains such a strong sword spirit, even far beyond our sect master. It's too scary." Qin Zhu said with lingering fear. Bai

Luoshuang didn't know how to describe her feelings. She trembled and said, "This is not the most important thing. The key is that someone could draw it, and... just throw it in the trash can!"

Luo Hao: "This painting is a priceless treasure for us sword cultivators!"

At this time, Li Nianfan had returned, and Xiaobai carried the leopard's body into the kitchen and was busy cooking.

Li Nianfan looked at the three people who were hesitant to speak and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Bai Luoshuang said awkwardly while holding the scroll, "Sorry, we took your things without permission."

"It's okay, this is just a sketch I drew casually, and I have already thrown it away." Li Nianfan smiled nonchalantly.

Just this sentence, Li Nianfan's status in the hearts of the three immortal cultivators was infinitely elevated.

The sketches drawn casually contain the sword meaning of the great way, what realm is this? Could it be the legendary immortal?

Qin Zhu looked at Li Nianfan expectantly and said nervously, "Mr. Li, I wonder if you can give us this painting?"

Luo Hao and Bai Luoshuang immediately held their breath and clenched their fists, waiting anxiously for a response like students waiting for test scores.

Looking at the expressions of the three people, Li Nianfan couldn't help but laugh. He didn't expect that there were people who loved painting among the immortal cultivators.

He waved his hand and said, "Isn't it just a draft? Take it."

"Thank you, Mr. Li!"

The three were overjoyed to hear this. They stood up together and were very excited.

This painting must be sent to the sect as soon as possible!

They knew that the matter was of great importance and dared not delay.

Bai Luoshuang bowed to Li Nianfan and said respectfully, "Mr. Li, thank you for your kindness in giving us the painting, but the three of us have to rush back to the sect now. Please forgive us."

"Are you in such a hurry? You don't want to eat?"

"Mr. Li, the three of us have urgent matters. Next time, we will host a banquet for you to make amends!" Bai Luoshuang said.

Li Nianfan nodded, "Okay, see you next time."

"Mr. Li, goodbye!"

The three of them carefully put away the scroll and hurried down the mountain.

Looking at the backs of the three people, Li Nianfan shook his head. He had prepared a leopard meat set meal, but these three people were not lucky enough to enjoy it.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain,

two beautiful figures were walking up the mountain.

The two women walked among the forest, like elves in the mountains.

One of them was Luo Shiyu. She was accompanied by a woman in a purple long skirt. Her thin waist was bound by a cloud belt, which made her look even thinner. Her black hair was combed into a bun, which was gorgeous and graceful. A seven-treasure coral hairpin in her hair made her face look like a lotus. There was a look of majesty between her eyebrows, like a noble goddess.

Compared with Luo Shiyu, the woman in the purple skirt was like a ripe peach, almost dripping with juice.

The woman in the purple skirt had been listening to Luo Shiyu talking along the way, and finally said, "Shiyu, are you sure you are not dreaming?"

The magical spirit of the instrument, the watermelon with the aura of Tao, and the secluded master, it all sounded like a made-up story.

Luo Shiyu pulled the purple skirt woman and said, "Mom, I'm sure it's not a dream! And you see, I've already built a foundation, this can't be fake, right?"

The purple skirt woman was still a little suspicious, and said, "If it's really as you said, this person is indeed a master who has been hiding from the world."

"Mom, hurry up and follow me to the mountain, I guarantee you will be shocked when you see it!" Luo Shiyu was a little impatient.

The purple skirt woman sighed lightly, she certainly knew what her daughter was thinking.

She wanted to push back her marriage, and now that she saw hope, she must hold on to it.

As Luo Shiyu's mother, she didn't want to push her daughter into the fire pit, but she was in the dynasty and couldn't help herself. I hope this master can really help Shiyu.