A Loving Family Peak.
A crowd had gathered noisily inside the room.
"Master! You have to believe me!" Li Yingling stood before her master with something resembling rouge in her hand, her tone earnest but the smile on her face rather gleeful at his misfortune.
"I've studied the art of painting too. I guarantee I can give you that broken-flowers-and-withered-willows look, so those Buddhists will know at a glance that you don't have long to live..."
Before Li Yingling could finish her assurances,
Chu Xingchen dealt this rebellious disciple a heavy blow-rapped this utterly rebellious disciple on her waterlogged head.
Cui Hao, who had originally intended to join in and declare that his painting skills had reached the pinnacle, sensibly refrained from saying that he wanted to paint too.
At the same time, he felt quite shaken in hindsight-fortunately, his mouth had been occupied a little longer, or he would have taken a blow from Master too.
Hearing Eldest Senior Sister's ridiculous-sounding method, Li Xingtian could not help speaking up.
"The Buddhist cultivators are all at Tribulation Transcendence. Surface tricks won't fool them and would only make them look down on Master."
"So I have a proposal. I'll stir the blood qi inside Master's body. Once those Buddhas see that his internal aura is unstable, they'll naturally know that his injuries haven't healed and are severe."
As his words fell,
Cui Hao turned a rather blank stare toward Li Xingtian.
He could not quite tell whether Second Senior Brother was fooling around or being serious.
If he was fooling around, then Second Senior Brother's talent for it had probably reached the pinnacle too.
It was only because Lin Luoyu was tied up with Li Junzi's affairs and was not currently in the Heavenly Derivation Sect that she was absent. Had