C112 Your whole family is old people

Your whole family is old people

Although he had woken up early, Fang Ming did not plan to go out. He only asked Lin Yu to buy lunch for him and hid in his room to practice drawing formations.

Even though he had mastered ten thousand level one spirit inscriptions, it wasn't that easy to use it in drawing arrays, especially in killing arrays and illusions. The combination of these spirit inscriptions was very complicated and required a large amount of practice to succeed.

However, this kind of boring exercise wasn't too difficult for him. Just by thinking about how he could persevere for ten years, he would know that he had a tenacious temperament and was definitely within the reach of ordinary people. Furthermore, he didn't need such a long time right now!

Weng! *

In the afternoon, the first killing array was finally drawn!

However!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

"Grab a blade of grass!" I forgot that the room can't support itself! "

Fang Ming let out a strange cry as he crawled out from a pile of broken bricks and tiles.

"Master Fang Fang!"

"Old teacher."

"Master! Master!"

A few voices came at the same time. Fang Ming turned around and realized that Geng Dalin and were confused and looked at him dumbly. There were two other people by his side.

There's actually someone training to build a house! Are you a martial cultivation or a demolition worker?

Seeing the four of them being dumbstruck, Fang Ming coughed lightly, raising his hand to push at his nose that had nothing in it, he said with an embarrassed look: "Cough cough, why are all of you here?"

"It was Old Bai who asked me to bring him here. Let Old Bai do it himself!" Nanmen Baibao said.

Teacher, five days from now will be this disciple's 199th birthday celebration. Your apprentices are preparing a birthday feast for me. I specifically sent you an invitation.

Bai Zhiming immediately took a step forward and respectfully handed over the note.

Yes, he did not allow Xi Xin to send Fang Ming's invitation, he chose to deliver it personally to show his respect!

But when Fang Ming heard this, the corner of his mouth immediately twitched, and black lines covered his entire face. Your whole family is old people!

However, in the end, he still received the invitation with a dark face and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, I will go then! I will continue to cultivate now! "

"Then this disciple will take his leave!"

As if he understood the meaning of Fang Ming's words, Bai Zhiming immediately cupped his fists and said.

"Then this junior will not disturb Master's training any longer!"

Ever since he saw Fang Ming's drawing skills, he started to call himself "junior".

This scene caused Geng Da and Lin Yu's hearts to be filled with shock. They did not know Bai Zhiming, but they were extremely familiar with him.

Heavens, I'm not dreaming, am I?

Outside the courtyard door, Du Yang, who had already recovered from his injuries and was forced to come to guard the door, was completely dumbfounded. Looking at Fang Ming, an intense wave of fear gradually rose in his eyes, and he felt that this youth was mysterious and terrifying more and more!

After Bai Zhiming and Yue Shan left, Fang Ming left the task of cleaning and rebuilding the room to the two of them and walked into the other room, continuing his array practice.

At this time, in his storage ring, he had ten sets of first level array paintings of the killing trap array illusion array. With these array paintings, even if he faced the peak of the Divine Vault, he was confident that he could still fight!

Gaga was indeed a genius of the Array Dao. He used painting as an inscription to achieve the achievement of a generation of Painter.

However, what he did not know was that there was still a huge gap between him and the real Painter. The real Painter did not need any special paint or drawing paper, he could just casually draw an array formation!

He was only using some tricks now, but even so, it was shocking enough. Not just anyone could use tricks to succeed!

Fang Ming originally wanted to eat something at the Green Thunder Merchant Street, but Lin Yu told him that Wu Zhengyang had come over just now, telling him to go over immediately after he finished cultivating.

Not long after, Fang Ming arrived at Wu Zhengyang's residence, a single courtyard that was twice the size as his own.

"Fang Ming, in five days, there will be a birthday banquet for a master painter. I know that you like painting, so I decided to bring you along to see if there is a chance to introduce you to him!"

As soon as they met, Wu Zhengyang went straight to the point.

"Uh" Fang Ming was stunned for a moment, he had already guessed who the other party was talking about.

Obviously, Chen Yu had not told Wu Zhengyang about what happened yesterday, and currently, he was hesitating over whether he should explain it to him.

"This is a good opportunity. Although the Master White no longer accepts disciples, if you can display outstanding talent in painting, you might be able to get the favor of the Master."

"First Elder, wait a moment, I …"

Hearing this, Fang Ming was sure that the person speaking was Bai Zhiming, he decided to explain himself, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was interrupted.

"Listen to what I have to say first. If you can get the Master White's favor, it will be of great benefit to you, and you may not know it yet, but this Master White is the current Yan King's painting teacher, and the only thing is that the master is extremely low-key. Let alone the people of the Green Thunder City, even in the entire Tianyan Kingdom, not many people know that he is hiding here!"

With these words, Fang Ming's heart skipped a beat and he even forgot to explain. He never thought that Bai Zhiming would actually have such an identity!

The current master of the Tianyan Kingdom, the painter teacher of the Sky Swallow King. A person of such exalted status was actually living in seclusion in the Green Thunder City. Nanmen Baibao had never told him about this, if it wasn't for Wu Zhengyang looking for him today, he probably wouldn't know!

Thinking about it, he finally understood why even the Eighth Prince had to pay a visit and treat him with utmost respect. It seemed that the Eighth Prince had great ambitions, and was most likely aiming for the future throne!

Bai Zhiming is already one hundred and ninety-nine years old. If it wasn't for me yesterday, logically speaking, I would be two hundred years old next year, and I wouldn't be able to help much, right? What does this have to do with me?!

"Thus, you must make full use of this opportunity. There is a book on painting here, take it back and read it. You should know more about painting and make proper preparations!"

As Fang Ming was thinking wild thoughts, he completely didn't hear what Wu Zhengyang had said afterwards. Only when the last book was stuffed into his hands, did he react, and before he could even say anything, Wu Zhengyang had already pushed him out of the courtyard!

Whew ~ whew ~ ~!

A gust of wind blew by, stirring up a few leaves. Fang Ming was still holding onto a book, staring blankly at the closed courtyard door in front of him.

"Forget it. First Elder has good intentions. He is going to the feast anyway. No matter what, we should eat dinner first."

In the end, Fang Ming kept the book in his hand, muttered to himself as he walked towards the Azure Thunder Commerce Street, and was about to starve to death!

After dinner, he bought some blank Rank 2 formation plates along the way. He was so excited that the servant in the shop was in tears for dozens of years. Finally, these Rank 2 formation plates were sold …

After returning to his room, Fang Ming started to practice drawing Rank 2 spirit arrays. The quality of the drawing paper he got from Bai Zhiming was not high, and drawing a wave of spirit arrays was barely enough, so he could only practice drawing Rank 2 spirit arrays with the array discs.

He had only practiced for four hours, but had never succeeded once.

Among them, besides the Rank 2 spirit inscriptions being harder to draw than Rank 1 spirit inscriptions, it was also because the Rank 2 spirit inscriptions combination was much more complex than the Rank 1 spirit inscriptions combination. Just the number of spirit inscriptions was more than ten times more.

But even so, his progress was absolutely shocking, as though he was a born Painter. It wouldn't be long before he could draw a Rank 2 Spiritual Array!

In the end, Fang Ming was really tired and unknowingly fell asleep.