When Sheng Guangyi's memory was fully awakened, he was suddenly shocked by his own actions!
Only that big guy, his master, the ancestor of Kunlunxu, has such powerful painting skills.
He actually asked his master to become his disciple? This would really put a huge strain on his cultivation!
Back then, in the divine world, he constantly challenged other gods before she accepted him as one of her closed disciples.
Their daily task is to take turns guarding the gate of Kunlun Ruins and accept the test of their patience and endurance by the ancestor.
Finally one day, his perseverance touched the old lady, and she handed him a book on painting skills. From then on, in addition to guarding the gate, he had another job - painting!
Painting can not only cultivate one's sentiments, but also be used to exchange for secrets and magic tools needed for spiritual practice.
He referred to the four-square-grid storybooks drawn in the mortal world. Various themes such as BG, BL, GL, etc. are hard currency in the divine world.
He himself also achieved a qualitative leap in his spiritual practice by selling (comics).
Therefore, in order to repay his master's kindness, after learning that his master had come to the world, he felt obligated to follow him in reincarnation.
The only strange thing is, why is he already a middle-aged greasy man, and the master is just a five-year-old baby?
She obviously left earlier than me!
He hurriedly gave the painting in front of him a high score and walked out of the judges' room with a trembling heart.
He had to go find Xiao Yunnuan, no, he had to find his master and ask him clearly.
Not long after, he arrived at the first grade classroom.
An Jun and his group of poor students surrounded Yun Nuan and asked her for study methods. Sheng Guangyi didn't want others to notice anything unusual, so he had to ask a classmate to go in and call Yun Nuan out.
He secretly smoothed his hair, adjusted his collar, and brushed the corners of his clothes in front of the glass mirror outside.
When meeting his master, he must of course dress properly; he cannot neglect basic etiquette.
When Yun Nuan heard that someone was looking for her, she pushed through the crowd and saw Sheng Guangyi standing stiffly outside the door.
She skipped over and smiled sweetly at Sheng Guangyi: "Master!"
Sheng Guangyi was at a loss for words, but he remained rational: "Master... Yun Nuan, let's talk for a moment."
"Okay!" Still a bright and innocent smile.
Sheng Guangyi asked her to choose a place with few people, and she led him to the rooftop.
Except for the birds perched on the edge of the wall, it is very quiet here.
Sheng Guangyi fell to his knees: "Master, please don't call me Master anymore..."
Yun Nuan was startled by Sheng Guangyi. Her face was filled with worry, and tears began to well up in her eyes. "Master, it's my painting. It's terrible. Did it embarrass you?"
She had earlier seen Sheng Guangyi's name among the judges of the painting special on the school bulletin board.
He must have come running to find her because he saw her work.
She never expected that he would sever the master-disciple relationship with her even on his knees.
Sheng Guangyi trembled in fear: "How could you possibly embarrass me? Every one of your works is unique!"
He should have realized long ago that her abilities were extraordinary and she didn't need his teaching at all. However, he was still vain and boasted every day that he had a talented disciple.
"Master, please stop teasing me. I remember now. Your painting skills are extraordinary. I was so blind that I actually thought I was your disciple. I was wrong. Please don't call me Master anymore."
Sheng Guangyi bowed his body and kowtowed to her.
Yun Nuan looked at Sheng Guangyi's strange behavior, feeling confused and scared. What happened to her master? Why did he turn around and worship her as his master?
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