Chapter 472: Can this also earn experience points?

Shen Yan listened to Lu Xun's words, and an awkward smile appeared on his sullen face.

He was born extremely ugly, with crowded facial features, just like the facial features tightly packed together on a boiled egg. This awkward smile made his facial features even more crowded, which made him look even uglier and more ridiculous.

Lu Xun’s first reaction was… Could it be that the agreement involves spirit stones?

This dwarf Shen Yan is a notorious miser. He has no hair on his body and even burned his eyelashes himself. He is simply a practitioner who "enters the Tao by being stingy".

If money is involved, Shen Yan will definitely feel heartbroken.

And all the peak masters would feel heartbroken when looking at him, and they would definitely feel - so damn happy!

Lu Xun relied on his status as an elder and asked directly: "Master, does your agreement with the peak masters involve money?"

When Shen Yan heard the word money, he reacted very quickly and waved his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with money. How can the agreement between us brothers be so vulgar?"

Lu Xun muttered in his heart: "You think I don't know, do you often have private gambling games?"

Especially since Lu Xun joined the sect, there have been at least five or six times of betting with Lu Xun!

"What exactly is the agreement?" Lu Xun suddenly became even more curious.

Shen Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself, as if the content of the agreement was really hard to talk about, and an expression of endless shame appeared on his face.

He covered his face and said, "Uncle Junior Master, please don't ask me anymore. I really can't say it."

The more Shen Yan behaved like this, the more Lu Xun wanted to ask him. Unfortunately, no matter how he asked, he refused to say anything, so Lu Xun had no choice but to give up.

Shen Yan looked at Lu Xun, who was floating in the air without any control, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that so soon, Junior Master has already become a great cultivator of the fifth realm."

Lu Xun smiled calmly and said, "It's not fast, but it has met my expectations."

Shen Yan said: "Now that the catastrophe has come, Junior Master's cultivation has improved rapidly, which makes us feel more at ease."

As soon as he talked about this serious matter, Lu Xun asked, "Master, have you told the world the information I gave you?"

Shen Yan nodded and said, "I sent a letter via flying sword last night. I think the leaders of the major sects have already known about it. They should start making preparations in the next few days."

Lu Xun nodded slightly, expressing his satisfaction.

Most players will not know about this for the time being, and all arrangements will be made by the sect's top leaders. After all, this matter is not suitable for everyone to know about it, and ordinary disciples only need to obey the arrangements.

If the news spreads, it might even reach the ears of other ethnic groups, which would cause more trouble.

Shen Yan looked at Lu Xun, smiled at him and said: "Master Junior's contribution will be remembered for generations to come. The entire cultivation world owes Master Junior a huge favor."

Shen Yan was not exaggerating, this was indeed the fact.

Whether it was Yin Tian's "whipping corpse" or the incident of less sacrifice this time, everything Lu Xun did was of great help to the friendly camp.

If the master and the uncle are changing the world, then Lu Xun is protecting the world.

Before, the leaders of the major sects respected him because of his status. After all, no matter how talented he was, there was still a big gap between him and them in terms of cultivation.

But it’s different now. Now we respect him as a person.

As for the younger generation of practitioners, let alone them, they are just like Lu Xun's fanatical fans.

Lu Xun was suspended in the air, overlooking the earth, and a sense of joy rose in his heart:

“The world is very different because of me.”

…

After separating from Shen Yan, Lu Xun flew back to the back mountain.

He planned to rest in the back mountain for another two days and then go down the mountain.

“The leeks should have grown taller again, right? It’s time to go down the mountain and cut them.” Lu Xun thought to himself.

However, Lu Xun has not yet decided which continent to go to.

"I wonder if the gentleman will make any arrangements?" Lu Xun thought to himself.

When he flew back to the small study, Lu Xun saw that the teacher was giving special training to Ji Li and Lin Chan.

As usual, they were asked to write or paint.

Today's content is painting, and the painting is about the bamboo in the small bamboo forest in the back mountain.

This was the first time that Lu Xun watched his master giving special training to the two girls.

I saw the gentleman holding a cheap brush bought in a small town at the foot of the mountain, and casually sketching a few strokes on a piece of cheap rice paper, and then he drew a bamboo in ink.

Lu Xun had no appreciation for ink painting, he just thought it was beautiful.

How should I put it, it’s just very tasty!

Lu Xun threw a [Detect] button, and a series of purple question marks appeared.

"Purple level!" Lu Xun said in his heart.

No wonder Lin Chan and Ji Li’s cultivation improved so quickly. They copied these every day. With their super high comprehension, how could they not improve quickly?

Lu Xun just watched and felt that he could not see any mystery, so he wanted to join in the fun and asked, "Sir, can I also try to copy it?"

"You?" The gentleman glanced at Lu Xun.

He looked at his ink bamboo painting, then looked at Lu Xun, and said, "Do you remember how many strokes I used just now?"

"11 strokes." Lu Xun said.

The master nodded and said, "You are different from Little Chan'er and Little Lizi. You are already a great practitioner. Ordinary methods are useless to you. If you want to copy, you can only use 11 strokes. You can try it."

"Okay!" Lu Xun sat down excitedly, picked up the brush, and started trying.

The second senior sister and the third senior brother stood aside and watched, while Mao Nanbei simply sat down on Lu Xun's table, tilting his little head, with his cat ears drooping slightly, and looking upside down at the rice paper in front of Lu Xun.

Lu Xun took a very careful look at the ink bamboo painting by the master. For some reason, the whole painting suddenly appeared in his mind.

“It’s really mysterious.” Lu Xun sighed sincerely. His voice was not loud, but it ensured that the gentleman could hear it.

The teacher turned sideways, leaving his disciple with a profile photo of him looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a calm and indifferent expression.

Lu Xun held the brush in his hand and began his first attempt.

For some reason, simple copying is extremely difficult.

Not only did he have to circulate the spiritual power in his body, he also had to mobilize his sword heart and sword intent.

The first time he copied it, he drew it crooked when he got to the fifth stroke.

Obviously, this attempt ended in failure.

However, a prompt message popped up in front of him.

“[Ding! You have gained 100,000 experience points!]”

Lu Xun's hand holding the pen paused slightly, but his eyes lit up instantly!

"There are experience points! There are actually experience points!"

“Hahahahahaha, I can actually gain experience by drawing!”

"If I fail at the fifth stroke, I will get 100,000. If I succeed at the 11th stroke, I wonder how much I will get?"

He turned his head to look at Lin Chan and Ji Li, and saw that the two girls were also painting very attentively.