27 At Least Show some Sincerity

It is rare that Huaming does not come with Huaming. In my impression, the two painting beauties are always inseparable.

"Have you come to see me, Hall Master?" In fact, Ye Yong had already guessed what was going on. It must be those elders who came to Mu Qingyin.

Although Mu Qingyin is a powerful deity, he is still only a young man in his early 600s. He has to give face to his seniors who are thousands of years old, so he cannot refuse directly. Go to Ye Yong, most likely to let him decide whether to stay or not.

Ye Yong still knows Mu Qingyin very well. She has not gone out much for hundreds of years and rarely socializes. However, this does not mean that she is self-centered. On the contrary, she is very delicate and pays attention to the emotions of others. She did this to confirm whether Ye Yong regretted joining the Music and Painting Hall and whether he was willing to continue to stay.

"You should be the one who won the new leader, so I plan to reward you personally. We haven't had a disciple here for a long time get the top 100 ranking in the newbie competition, let alone the leader."

Hua Ming obviously didn't know, and Ye Yong didn't intend to say anything more, which made the surrounding senior sisters nervous. They nodded and left the kitchen with her.

On the way to the cave on the top of the mountain, Hua Ming was in a good mood. He kept talking about the newcomers' competition, saying that Ye Yong had won glory for the Yinhua Hall and would definitely get a good reward.

"Did Sister Huaxin go to the cave in advance?"

"Well, I have to entertain you, but the host can't do the trivial matters himself, so naturally I'll leave it to Hua Xin."

"Actually, it doesn't necessarily mean giving me a reward. Didn't Sister Huaming find out that there are several gods-forming elders coming to Echo Peak?" Ye Yong thought it would be better to inform Huaming in advance, lest she be so happy now and learn the truth at once. , the gap is too big.

"No, who is here? We don't usually see elders coming here. Are they here to congratulate you on winning the title?" Echo Peak is different from other halls. Music and painting are literature and art, not martial arts, and they have PVP. Immunity, to put it harshly, means being excluded from other churches. Except for young monks who occasionally come to pursue the female disciples here, those who are coaches, stewards, and elders will basically not visit.

Now that there are several Elders of Transformation at once, it is completely normal for Hua Ming to feel confused.

"Maybe it's not as simple as congratulations. They came to persuade me to change to another path."

"Why?"

"As a disciple of the Music and Painting Hall, I should be able to demonstrate the art of music and painting on the competition stage, but what I show is a different way. They will probably think that I am wasting my talent by continuing to practice music and painting."

"..." Hua Ming was speechless for a moment. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is my brother going to leave?"

"What do you think?" Ye Yongyong was not sure whether Mu Qingyin was observing here, so he did not answer directly. After all, some words must be said in front of him, which would be more effective.

Ye Yong did not find the visit of those elders troublesome, but considered it an opportunity to improve Mu Qingyin's favor.

"I don't know. But what is certain is that with my brother's talent, he can shine wherever he goes. If you really leave, I hope you can come back to see me when you have time. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, at least we know each other. Don't let a goodbye become an eternal farewell and become a stranger."

Ye Yong was slightly stunned. Hua Ming's emotions were obviously much richer than when they first met.

In the novel, she has no role with Hua Xin. She feels like a tool Hua Hun who doesn't have much emotion and only obeys Mu Qingyin's orders. Now Ye Yong realizes that there seems to be no difference between her and other people... No, it should be because he gets along with them more, which makes them more humane, and even has emotions that are no different from others.

It's another butterfly effect. In this case, they can't be allowed to die in vain according to the plot of the novel.

Looking at Hua Ming's graceful back, Ye Yong even wondered when Xiang Mu Qingyin would get them.

There is no other meaning. As a painting artist, I simply want to study the structure of their strokes. Well, yes, it’s that pure.

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When we arrived at the top of the mountain, the door to the cave that had been closed in the past was open, and there were faint sounds of conversation inside.

Huaxin was waiting at the door. When he saw Ye Yong, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Brother Ye, did you do something in the competition? Several elders hope that the master can persuade you to change to another way. Don't waste your time in music and painting." Go on, you are simply... forcing the master to let you leave the Music and Painting Hall."

At the end, Hua Xin kept his voice low.

"Sorry, I didn't think well..." Ye Yong briefly told the story of the competition.

In fact, you can't blame him, because there is really no one worthy of his use of music and painting. As soon as the war spirit song was played, the two war spirits, who were infinitely close to the golden elixir, were completely unilaterally crushed. Otherwise, he would be tortured to death by a group of paintings who were also infinitely close to the golden elixir, just like playing football.

Zhou Feifan, the sixteenth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a veritable genius with seven levels of golden elixirs, all suffered from music and painting, let alone a group of new monks who didn't even have golden elixirs.

Moreover, Ye Yong also had his own ideas. He exposed the power of Yinhua too early. How could he rectify Yinhua's name in the joint competition?

Music and painting are not as weak as people say, but they are not like conventional weapons such as swords. You can develop your skills by following the rules. Music and painting require more talent and understanding. In the same realm, music and painting are not said to be more powerful than swords, but they are definitely more difficult to deal with.

"So are you leaving?" After listening to the competition, Hua Xin also came up with the idea that perhaps Ye Yong is more suitable for practicing other things than music and painting.

Ye Yong did not answer and stepped into the cave.

Mu Qingyin's cave is very simple, without much decoration, but her paintings are better than any gold or silver carvings.

Ye Yong had been here once and was no stranger to it, so he quickly found the guest room.

Seven extraordinary old men were sitting around the round stone table. Among them was the young and beautiful Mu Qingyin, who was not too dazzling.

If you want to invite me to another church, why don't you show some sincerity? This makes me unable to even think about changing jobs.

Ye Yong, who was silently complaining in his heart, gave everyone a ritual as a junior monk.

In fact, the junior ceremony is not much different from the ordinary monk ceremony, except that the degree of bending is more or less. Generally, when monks meet, a slight bow is enough. When juniors meet their elders, they will bow a little lower to show respect.

"Ye Yong, you came just in time!" The old man, who looked old but still strong, patted the seat next to him and motioned for Ye Yong to sit down.

"Huh?" The other old men raised their eyebrows.

"Junior, just stand. If you have any questions, please tell the elders." Ye Yongcai is not that stupid. If he wants to sit down, he will sit next to Mu Qingyin.

"Okay! I like cheerful young people!" Ye Yong took his seat. The old man who spoke was not angry. He began to introduce himself: "My name is Ma Weiguo, the third elder of Quan Yi Hall. At a young age, I can It is really not easy to master Wuhuquan. These days, others look down on bare-handed fists, but they don't know that bare-handed fists can deal with various emergencies without losing weapons and greatly reducing your strength. Let me tell you straight, I hope you can do it. Come to the Quan Yi Hall, I will personally accept you as a disciple, and I will ensure that you become a formidable boxing cultivator."