Nie Chang covered her mouth tightly with her small hands. No outsider could comprehend the shock and impact surging through her heart. It felt as though an Immortal had bestowed a teaching upon her, opening her spiritual wisdom and granting her insight into heaven and earth.
She had seen a different heaven and earth, a different world.
Nie Chang truly believed now that this uncle had once discussed the Dao with the greatest painter in the world. The admiration in her eyes for Chen Xun was like the surging Jiang River, rolling on without end.
"Little friend, what did you see?" Chen Xun asked, his expression gentle and serene.
"U-Uncle... I saw the entirety of Fallen Spirit Village." Nie Chang stammered, terribly nervous. "The lights of ten thousand homes, Gou Dan, Father and Mother... Third Uncle."
"Moo?!"
"Hm?!"
"Chirp?!"
Black Bull, Sikong Yan, and the little insectfolk were all greatly shocked. Why had they seen nothing?!
Or had the scenes within the painting been different for each of them?!
Black Bull even ran over and fiercely butted Chen Xun, looking thoroughly indignant. You brat, you had secretly learned quite a few things behind my back all these years...
Chen Xun calmly placed a hand upon Black Bull, then gave him a hard pinch!
"Moo..."
Boom~
Black Bull cried out in pain and ran off into the distance. Ahead, he spotted several old yellow bulls. He might as well take this chance to go see them.
As for Chen Xun's painting skills, he could look whenever he wanted. There was no rush.
At the corner of the alley.
Chen Xun did not pay much attention to Black Bull. It was just as well to let him find his kin and have a chat.
How could he not know that this