After Leng Yan returned to the house, Qin Du put away the things on the stone table, and then his eyes fell on the legs of the table.
There were several similar books placed under the table legs. Qin Du couldn't help but wonder why Leng Yan used them as pads.
Driven by curiosity, Qin Du pulled out a book from the table leg. After holding the book in his hand, Qin Du opened the cover and saw the dual cultivation method. His face flushed immediately. He closed the book with a "snap".
Looking at the book in his hand, he felt it was extremely hot. At this moment, an idea popped into his mind: burn this book.
Qin Du condensed a cluster of flames in his hand, and the flames instantly covered the entire book. Qin Du watched the flames burn the entire book. When the fire went out, the book did not turn into ashes, but instead changed into another appearance.
Qin Du wondered, "Could this be the true method?" He had never considered why Leng Yan used the books as pads for the corners of the table instead of burning them. Driven by curiosity, Qin Du mustered up the courage to open the book again.
This time the content of the book had indeed changed and it was no longer about dual cultivation, but the content inside made Qin Du's face burn even redder.
The dual cultivation technique in the book turned into a series of portraits of Leng Yan. If it were just ordinary portraits, Qin Du would not think there was anything wrong with it. After all, as one of Leng Yan's admirers, it was normal for Qingyu to paint Leng Yan's portrait.
But the portrait of Leng Yan painted by Qingyu happened to be similar to the dual cultivation technique.
Leng Yan, depicted on this page, has completely lost her usual aloof demeanor. The red corners of her eyes, accentuated by the red teardrop mole at the corners of her eyes, give her a dreamy, alluring look, like a seductive fox. Her features are even more refined, her clothes half-open, revealing delicate collarbones and a vast expanse of fair skin. She lies disheveled amidst a field of peonies. Her beauty is unparalleled.
Qin Du wanted to close the book but couldn't help turning the pages back. When he finished reading it all, his face was so red that blood was about to drip out and his body was extremely hot.
He put the book away and returned to his room. Once there, he immediately got a large bucket of cold water and soaked in it for a long time before the heat dissipated. Qin Du's heart was in turmoil. He felt that he had developed some extraordinary feelings for Leng Yan. He felt that his heart was in turmoil.
The next day, after Qin Du got up and went out, he saw Leng Yan sitting on a stone bench. There was drawing paper on the stone table. Leng Yan was concentrating on painting. There was an ice-blue butterfly resting on her hand, and the butterfly's wings moved from time to time. Leng Yan always looked up at the butterfly for a while and then lowered her head to continue painting.
It was March and there were no butterflies yet. Qin Du guessed that the butterflies were transformed by Leng Yan using her spiritual power. Looking at Leng Yan who was concentrating on painting but still looked so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off her, Qin Du's mind flashed with the portrait he saw last night and his face turned red again.
He forced himself not to think about it, and the blush on his face disappeared after a long time.
Qin Du walked towards Leng Yan. Leng Yan heard the approaching footsteps but ignored them and continued to paint with full concentration.
Only when Qin Du approached did he see clearly that Leng Yan was painting an orchid. The orchid was already finished, and Leng Yan was now painting a butterfly. Qin Du watched Leng Yan's painting quietly. With the last stroke, the butterfly resting on Leng Yan's finger transformed into spiritual energy and vanished into thin air.
Leng Yan put the painting away, and Qin Du asked, "Who did you draw this for, Senior Sister?"
Leng Yan said in a calm voice, "Elder Gong Cang's eldest disciple Luo Qingrou has begged me several times."
Qin Du continued, "Then Senior Sister, could you also draw a picture for me?"
Leng Yan looked at Qin Du with some surprise. She had thought that Qin Du would be wary of her after what he had experienced before. After all, she saved him for no reason. If it were anyone else, they would suspect that she approached him with a purpose.
Then she thought again, maybe it was because she saved Qin Du that Qin Du thought she was a good person, so he trusted her so much and dared to ask her for her paintings.
Thinking of this, Leng Yan felt a little funny in his heart. It is really easy to gain the trust of children!
Then she asked Qin Du: "Little Junior Brother, what do you want me to draw for you?"
Qin Du thought for a moment and then said, "Senior Sister, can you draw a portrait of you for me?"
Leng Yan frowned and asked in a cold tone, "Why?"
Qin Du sensed the coldness in Leng Yan's tone, but he seemed not to hear the coldness in Leng Yan's tone and said, "Senior Sister, you are the number one genius in the world of cultivation. I want to hang a portrait of you in my room as a role model."
Leng Yan felt a little strange when she heard him say that. She had heard others say that someone hung her portrait in their house and worshipped it every day to get close to her. She felt strange at the time. They were worshipping her while she was still alive. Whatever she thought was strange, but that was their own business and she couldn't interfere.
But now Qin Du actually asked her for a portrait. She felt uncomfortable just thinking about that scene. She refused bluntly, "No."
Seeing Qin Du's lost look, she softened her tone and said, "Except for not painting my portrait, you can tell me the rest."
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