1197: C1197 drunkard Gu Mengsheng

C1197 drunkard Gu Mengsheng

After killing the disciple, Chu Yun's eyes remained calm, as if he was not killing a human, but an animal.

The severely injured disciples in the surroundings all scattered in panic.

What Chu Yun had previously brought to them was thick despair!

If he continued to stay here, he would only die.

This was because Chu Yun did not care about killing, nor did he care about how many people he killed.

"So vicious!"

"You're so young, yet you dare to act so maliciously. You really deserve to die!"

"Our Painting Sect is not a place for you to behave atrociously!"

With a few loud shouts, a group of elders rushed out, all of them glaring at Chu Yun.

"I say, your Painting Sect is really unreasonable. Come up here and you unreasonably want to scold me. You don't even try to find out the truth of the matter."

Chu Yun sneered, he looked at the elders without fear, and said loudly: "Furthermore, I will help your Painting Sect get rid of the scum, not only are you guys not grateful to me, you all even treat me like this, it makes your hearts shiver!"

The faces of the elders twisted in anger, and they couldn't help but want to attack.

"Stop."

Sha Potian walked over expressionlessly, his gaze sweeping past his surroundings as he coldly asked, "What happened?"

"Kill the Peak Master! You're a reasonable person, so come and judge my reasoning!"

Chu Yun laughed, then said without fear: "I only wanted to ask about the location of the Dream Peak, and that would attract all the disciples from your sect. I tried to defend myself, but attracted even more disciples to surround me, could it be that I was wrong to retaliate?"

"Even so, you can't kill people!"

Those elders had angry expressions. They felt that their dignity had been trampled on.

"What is there to say about such a small matter?" There are indeed some scum within the ninety-nine peaks of Painting Sect. It is a good thing that you were able to find and kill them! "

Sha Potian waved his hand, as he had no interest in small matters like this, "You said that you want to find the position of Dreamland Peak, right? Chen Ming, send him there!"

"Yes, Master."

A young man stood up and smiled, he said to Chu Yun and Ninth Princess: "Two esteemed guests, please follow me!"

When they saw that it was Sha Potian's turn to act, although those old men were filled with resentment, they couldn't do anything about it. They could only remain silent.

"Thank you, Peak Master."

Chu Yun cupped his fists in salute, and quickly followed Chen Ming's footsteps.

Within the Painting Sect's mountain range, countless of mountains pierced through the heavens, and their auras were extraordinary.

Chen Ming walked through a few bends before arriving at a low, broken mountain peak.

The top of the mountain was overgrown with weeds that were as tall as half a person. The grass was lush green, stubborn and messy. There wasn't even a place for one to rest.

Chen Ming did not say much along the way, nor did he ask them why they wanted to join the Dream Peak.

"This is the Dream Peak?"

Chu Yun slightly frowned, as he did not expect this.

Even if this mountain were to fall, he would not have expected it to reach such a level.

There were very few people here, and even if there were, they were all white-haired old men.

In short, the whole mountain seemed lifeless and lifeless.

Chu Yun suddenly regretted choosing this place.

Everyone said that Gu Mengsheng was an alcoholic. If he insisted on not teaching his, then how would he pass the third round?

"We're here."

Suddenly, Chen Ming's voice came out, interrupting Chu Yun's train of thoughts. In front of him was a dilapidated palace. It was filthy; clearly, no one had come to clean it in a long time.

The entrance of the hall was overgrown with weeds, and it was even longer than the gap between the doors. There were a few empty wine jars scattered on the ground, and even the stone floor under his feet was cracked open like a spider web.

"Martial Uncle Gu, a new disciple has arrived!"

Chen Ming shouted and immediately turned around, saying, "Martial Uncle Gu loves drinking and has a strange temper. I've already sent you here, so please pray for the rest!"

With that, Chen Ming turned around and disappeared into the void.

The hall was very quiet, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the soft snores.

Obviously, Gu Mengsheng was sleeping soundly and was snoring.

"Peak Master Gu!"

"Peak Master Gu!"

Chu Yun called out a few times, seeing that no one replied, he frowned, and extended his hand out to open the hall's door.

He could see that the interior of the hall was very dark and somewhat damp, and the pungent smell of alcohol wafted through the air.

There were many broken wine jars on the ground. Some wine was spilling out, and the smell was very strange.

"He really is an alcoholic!"

Ninth Princess blinked her eyes and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Of the 99 peaks, the one with the lowest cultivation base was ranked last. It was quite difficult to reach this point!

"Peak Master Gu?"

Chu Yun shouted a few more times, but in the end, no response came.

"Wait here, I'll go in and call him."

Chu Yun was completely helpless. It seemed that Gu Mengsheng had slept too deeply and simply could not wake him up.

Just as Chu Yun was about to enter the side hall, a low voice came out: "Who is it?"

Chu Yun, upon hearing this, could not help but be overjoyed, and said: "We are disciples who have entered Dream Peak this time, I hope that Peak Master Gu can take care of us!"

"Creak."

The door to the side hall was pushed open, and an expressionless middle-aged man walked out.

He had a few strands of white hair on his temples, and his temperament was very dejected. His beard was unshaven, and his eyes were a bit dim. There was no sign of life in his eyes, as if he was an old man about to step into his grave.

"Peak Master Gu?"

Chu Yun shouted in surprise.

The middle-aged man held a jar of wine in his hand and yawned. "Don't you know the situation of my Dream Peak?"

"Yes, but we still decided to enter Dream Peak!"

Chu Yun's heart stirred, and he immediately replied.

Gu Mengsheng looked at the two of them deeply, then nodded his head: "When you regret it in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you, it's not too late to leave now!"

"We've made up our minds."

Chu Yun said urgently.

"Since you insist, then I'll accept you. From now on, you are my disciples!"

Gu Mengsheng yawned, picked up the wine jar and drank two gulps, then turned and walked back into the hall with a stagger.

"This …"

The two of them looked at each other in dismay. What kind of situation was this?

Gu Mengsheng didn't even ask for his name, just a few casual words, and that was it?

"Master?"

Chu Yun took a step forward and said promptly: "The true reason we are here, is to pass the third stage of this trial and become disciples of Senior Art Sage! Master, please teach us how to draw! "

Hearing that, Gu Mengsheng stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stared at the two of them with a smile that was not a smile: "You two wish to become disciples of the Art Sage?"

"That's right, we know that Senior Art Sage only accepts one disciple, this is also the direction we are working hard towards!"

Chu Yun maintained his faith from the start to the end, and his tone was very serious.

Hearing that, Gu Mengsheng laughed frivolously: "You want to become Art Sage's disciples, you aren't qualified!"

After Chu Yun heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

As long as Gu Mengsheng was willing to exchange pointers, this meant that the matter could be settled.

"It's not a question of whether he is qualified or not. As long as he is able to see through the basics of the art dao within three months, he will be considered to have passed the third trial. Naturally, he will be able to become a disciple of the Art Sage."

Chu Yun's eyes lit up as he looked at Gu Mengsheng, and spoke word by word: "I am now considered a disciple of Dream Peak, and you are my temporary teacher. I hope that you can pass on the Dao to me; you do not need to teach me much, you only need to teach me the basics!"

"Do you know how difficult it is to be an initial peeper in three months? The path of drawing is not simple. Even if you have great talent, you will not be able to reach that level so easily! "

Gu Mengsheng laughed coldly, but didn't encourage Chu Yun.

Chu Yun did not say anything, but stood there and quietly listened.

"In all these years, there has never been a single person who managed to see through the basics within three months. Even the most talented Hai Xin took more than four months! It can be said that this is something that cannot be done. Only a fool like you would believe that! "

After Gu Mengsheng said this, he suddenly laughed and took another drink.

"If I don't give it a try, how do I know?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows. Honestly speaking, he did not believe in fate.2

In particular, many people would say that this matter was something that one was destined to never be able to accomplish or complete.

The more it was like this, the more it could stimulate the fighting spirit in Chu Yun's body.

What you're saying about not being able to do is for ordinary people, but I am not an ordinary person!

"You want to try?"

Gu Mengsheng's gaze turned cold, he suddenly felt that the boy in front of him did not know what was good for him.

Even though he said it so clearly, he was still pretending to be stupid. Did he think that he had a chance?

Within three months, he would begin to peek through the doors.

Only the disciples within the Painting Sect knew how difficult this was!

It was impossible to do it!

Unless his innate talent was much stronger than Hai Xin's, then it would be possible to do it!

Not only was the dao drawing very difficult, it was also very complicated. Many things would not be easy to memorize when they first came into contact with it, not to mention using it flexibly.

What was' peephole '?

You can make a painting!

A painting with life!

The word "life" here is not really giving life, but rather a means of spiritualizing a painting.

A true expert of the Dao of Painting would be able to complete all the various forms of the world with a few strokes, and all living things in the world would be fused into his lines.

He was a true expert of the Dao of Painting!

But no matter how one looked at it, to be able to reach the Beginner's Perception realm in three months was itself a terrifying thing.

Feeling the pressure that suddenly rose, Chu Yun suddenly laughed: "I am now studying at Dream Peak, and you are my master. Even if you don't believe me, you don't have to strike at me like this, right? What good will it do you? If you ask me if I really want to try, then I can answer you right now! I not only want to try, I also want to see the Art Sage! "

These words were resolute and decisive, resounding through the land.

A cold smile hung at the corners of Gu Mengsheng's mouth. He suddenly threw the wine jar in his hand to the ground and said loudly: "If you want me to teach you, that's fine.

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