Volume 1, Chapter 69: Illustrating Journey to the West and Sending It for Printing

Xia Jingtian picked up a writing brush and began to paint on the xuan paper.

After curing Tang Bohu of his illness, he had acquired Tang's mastery of calligraphy and painting.

Wielding the brush with practiced ease, he first sketched the trees, mountains, and rocks, followed by a stone table and stone chairs.

A spirited, vibrant monkey stood upon a chair, distributing peaches to its companions.

All around, other monkeys were sharing the fruit, and upon the cliff face, the three characters for "Flower-Fruit Mountain" were inscribed.

Although Xia Jingtian had only used simple line drawing, the scene was truly lifelike—a harmonious and joyous depiction of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven amidst Flower-Fruit Mountain and his monkey subjects.

"This is an illustration based on the plot. How is it? Does it work?"

Xia Jingtian asked with a smile...

When Li Shaoze turned off the display screen and stood up from his recliner, Wang Suxian had already lifted his coat from the clothes rack and skillfully helped him put it on.

While the criminal police team was conducting a search and gathering evidence at Lu Minghua's home, Zhang Hua also returned to the courtyard in the western suburbs with his spoils of war.

Most importantly, sales assistants and attendants at such luxury brand stores possessed discerning eyes like blazing torches.

Seeing the Ming army flank around to the base of Zeelandia City while the Dutch forces engaged in fierce combat with Chen Jinnan on the front beach, the enemy panicked in utter terror and fled helter-skelter back into the fortress.

Lin Chen grew curious; he wanted to see what kind of person could tame the Winds of Slaughter.

With Jade Machine Daoist stepping forward to intervene, the Tibetan troops along the way did not dare to stop them, and they finally arrived smoothly at Dajianlu.

Zhang Jian's pores dilated as rolling demonic light surged from all directions, rapidly absorbed by him through his breathing and skin pores.

Lei Hui sighed inwardly, immediately picked up his walkie-talkie, and began ordering the traffic squad into action. At the same time, he and Chen Jiaju continued searching the vicinity, determined not to miss the slightest opportunity.

Liu Zhi's resonant voice was extremely loud. This deeply sincere and desperate plea instantly provoked the numerous commoners kneeling beneath the execution platform to raise their hands and shout in unison.

Come to think of it, it was somewhat comical; Lin Tianxuan possessed merely the cultivation of the sixth heaven of mortal shedding, whereas Lu Guang had already reached the eighth heaven.

Everything here held temptation for cultivators. Although the Hall of Supreme Heaven within the ancient divine palace contained divine talismans, it was occupied by the Void Heavenly Demon and remained inaccessible; nevertheless, to certain cultivators, it still represented a treasured land.

The receptionist wanted to stop Shen Zhiqiao, but failed. Upon closer look, this lady possessed a noble temperament and enjoyed high prestige and universal respect.

The appearance of the forest brought an unprecedented visual impact to these people. Intoxicated by the gorgeous scenery, they forgot everything, even the very purpose of their journey.

The peaks, heavily blanketed in cold snow, looked from afar like the pristine white raiment of celestial immortals, instilling a lingering sense of chill.

Old Ghost Xue shook the battered bell in his hand. Lin He beside him furrowed his brow slightly, but the injured Nie family guards on the ground, the moment they heard the tolling of the bell, bled from all seven orifices simultaneously and collapsed unconscious, their fates unknown.

The Star Lord of Canis Major suddenly uttered such an inexplicable statement, and then the other entities truly began to shout frantically.

Seeing her looking as though she might sway and collapse at any moment, Qin Yushen knew full well that she was renowned even in the national sports games; how could her speed and stamina be this poor? There had to be something wrong.

Ye Zhixing secretly covered her face. Brother, my dear brother, could you please stop bringing up sore subjects?

Despite Ye Zhixing's earnest persuasion, Zhan Xiao simply refused to listen. Having already run nine laps, only a single lap remained.

Yet right now, he clearly saw that the Wild Rose—whose combat prowess was in his mind incomparably formidable—was now breaking out in cold sweat!

Although Xiong Yu currently commanded many capable and extraordinary individuals under his banner, Wei Xiangrong firmly secured a prominent position among them, primarily responsible for liaising with various martial arts factions within Southern Chu on Xiong Yu's behalf.

The crowd celebrating within the imperial palace suddenly perceived an oppressive aura, causing their complexions to shift drastically as numerous experts sped toward the source of the pressure.

Time ticked away second by second. Seeing that her grip on his clothes gradually loosened as she fell into a deep sleep, Wu You gently eased away.

As the captain of Konoha's Jonin squad, Shikamaru possessed an extremely high status within the village; naturally, the intelligence regarding Pain was known to him in great detail.

In truth, Zhan Shuiling had not thought of that man for a very long time. She wanted to erase his appearance from her memory, yet whenever midnight dreams returned, she wished she could tear his flesh and drink his blood, reducing him to ashes just to alleviate the hatred buried deep in her heart.

Furthermore, every step Zhou Jin subsequently took did not disappoint Xu Shu. Just as she had anticipated, Zhou Jin personally abandoned his former calculations, finally allowing Xu Shu to breathe a sigh of relief.

—It's merely an execution; you needn't be overly frightened. There's nothing to fear, you'll get used to it once you experience it enough.

Ye Chen had no idea what Dongfang Ziyang was up to, as he had not been present when she answered her phone that morning.

Wen Jinjin, who was originally still helping Tang Rao with the cleaning, simply tossed all her cleaning supplies onto the floor, wrapped her arms around Tang Rao like a snake, showering him with such passionate hugs and kisses that Tang Rao was left completely overwhelmed.

With the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill, the person he cared about could be saved. The figure in black secretly rejoiced that his gamble had ultimately triumphed.

Scarcely had the group touched the ground when the air filled with the distinctive sounds of various skills and weapons clashing; clearly, the high-level players had already initiated tentative attacks on the Centipede King Boss.

As we spoke, we began walking deeper into the cave. Along the way, strange marks could be seen everywhere, looking incomparably hideous. Furthermore, as we ventured further, apart from the surroundings growing increasingly chilly, we felt our elevation steadily dropping.

Tens of thousands of disciples responded with a thunderous roar. Ji Tian brandished his sword, releasing the full pressure of his aura. The four divine swords of Slaughter, Execution, Destruction, and Tribulation manifested, their terrifying sword intent capable of severing the heavens and earth pointing directly toward the Three Sovereigns aristocratic families.

Inside a tiered lecture hall, Yun Xi and Luo Lili looked at each other in dismay, reading absolute incredulity in each other's eyes.

With a stern shout, the Chaos Bell hovering above Ji Tian's head gently swayed, and the ringing of the bell froze the charging Yaoguang Star Lord in place.

Furious, Qin Rangers reached out with his other hand and fiercely squeezed Guo Qin's chest. Must admit, it was the exact same recipe, just as soft as before—slippery and yielding.