"My surname is Ming, and my name is Wuyan."

"It turns out to be Mr. Ming, Ming, Ming...Ming doesn't say anything?!"

After Lin Mo bowed his hands and saluted, he suddenly reacted.

Is it obvious?!

Isn’t this the Crown Prince of Liang, a martial arts legend?!

He had been in the capital for so long and always wanted to see the other person in person, but he didn't expect the other person to show up like this. There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, just like a groupie seeing his idol.

Ming Wuyan pointed behind him, "Look there."

Lin Mo turned around and saw that there was nothing but the water. When he turned around again, Ming Wuyan had disappeared silently.

"It is indeed a legend of martial arts. The dragon has its head but not its tail."

Lin Mo sighed with emotion. He originally wanted to say a few more words to Ming Buyan.

If possible, it is best to ask the other party for a signature or something.

But this time he was satisfied to see Ming Wuyan, "I am so lucky to see a living legend of martial arts today."

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After Ming Buyan finished testing the ghost-suppressing talisman, he found Ming Zhengyuan and asked him to find several painters. He personally taught the other party how to draw the ghost-suppressing talisman.

Knowing that the ghost-suppressing talisman was of great importance, Ming Zhengyuan did not dare to delay and asked the shadow guard to find two palace painters overnight.

The painting skills of these two people are superb, and they are among the best in Daliang.

They were dissatisfied when they were asked to draw the symbols without any explanation.

Drawing symbols?

Isn’t that what charlatans do?

They have been learning to draw for so many years, but when it comes to drawing talismans, they are overqualified and overqualified.

However, when Ming Zhengyuan promised them a monthly salary of one thousand taels, they immediately expressed their willingness to serve His Majesty.

As for the painter’s pride?

What is that?

Why do they learn to paint? Of course it’s to eat.

Nowadays, you can draw a talisman and get one thousand taels per month, so why not do it?

The palace painter is worthy of being a palace painter. After Ming Buyan taught them several times, they were able to skillfully draw the ghost-suppressing charms. Then Ming Zhengyuan ordered people to lock them in a small dark room and start drawing the charms day and night.

The more paintings you draw, the more money you earn.

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This day.

Ming Buyan was fishing in Yanfu.

For this purpose, he even dug a pond in Yanfu.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he looked in the direction of the gate of the royal capital, "This kind of aura... is far above Ling Yunzi's top level of Dan Bao."

"It can even be said that it is...a half-step to the mysteries."

Such a master's sudden arrival in the royal capital naturally attracted Ming Wuyan's attention, and the other person's aura also made him feel familiar.

Somewhat similar to Ling Yunzi, they both practice Tianhai Qilin Jue.

"interesting."

"Tianhai Qilin Pavilion has sent experts again to deal with me?"

Ming Wuyan smiled slightly.

Not long after, that aura came to the door of Yan Mansion.

This was a woman wearing white clothes with a hint of vermilion between her eyebrows. She glanced at Yanfu and said indifferently: "My wife Zhu Yun, I have heard about the reputation of the Seventh Prince for a long time, so I came here to visit you today. I also asked the Seventh Prince to show up to see you."

Her voice was not loud, but it echoed in the sky above Yanfu.

Ren Guyun, who was practicing his sword, focused his eyes and said, "Master!!"

"Are you taller than teacher?"

Mingxuan asked curiously.

"I shouldn't be like this."

"How about compared to dad?"

"Uh... there must be no one better than your father in Daliang."

Ren Guyun shook his head and smiled. He had made great progress in the past few years in Yanfu, but because of this, he felt more and more unfathomable.

"Mr. Ren, go and bring people in."

"yes."

Ren Guyun nodded.

After a while, Zhu Yun entered Yan's Mansion and saw Ming Wuyan who was fishing by the pond. He was just a figure from behind, but it also surprised her.

"As a semi-experienced person, I can't see through his cultivation level."

"It seems that as Ling Yunzi said, the other party has practiced some extremely clever Qi-condensing techniques." Zhu Yun thought to herself.
Chapter completed!