Meng Yunhe could guess it without even using his brain.

It should be that after the pen holder absorbed the vitality, it transferred the vitality to the brush, and then transferred it from the brush to the painting.

So, who set up the formation on the pen holder?

To be able to set up a formation that even a fourth-level mystic master could not detect, it must be expected that the person who set up the formation had a very high level of cultivation.

In this way, it becomes difficult.

With such a high level of cultivation, let alone taking action in secret, even if he takes action openly, who can stop him?

Thinking of this, Meng Yunhe's eyebrows suddenly became a little more sad.

Seeing his sad look, Fu Xiyan asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yunhe immediately told Fu Xiyan his conjecture.

After hearing this, Fu Xiyan's brows became a little solemn.

Until Gu Zhiqi picked up the oil paint brush and stood up, the two of them still looked sad.

However, Gu Zhiqi had no time to observe the changes in their expressions. After picking up the brushes, he went to the second floor.

There are many paintings on the second floor, but only a few are still alive.

After picking up the painting, Gu Zhiqi and the others returned to Mr. Fu's room with the pen holder and brushes.

Pull out all the life on the painting, the pen, and the pen holder and put it into Mr. Fu's body.

As soon as the life force was put into the old man's body, the old man's face turned rosy visibly.

"Master Gu, how did you take it out to generate interest?" Meng Yunhe immediately approached Gu Zhiqi and pulled her to ask questions.

After Gu Zhiqi finished answering, Meng Yunhe asked Gu Zhiqi many more questions.

The two discussed for a long time, and finally Mrs. Yun called and asked why Gu Zhiqi hadn't gone back so late. The two ended the discussion.

Gu Zhiqi was going to Yun's house, and Meng Yunhe was also planning to return to Xuanmeng. Although it was not convenient, Meng Yunhe still planned to send Gu Zhiqi to Yun's house first and then drive back.

However, as soon as the two of them left Fu's house, they found a car parked outside the door. It was the Yun family's car.

Seeing this, Meng Yunhe said goodbye to Gu Zhiqi with some regret.

I was still thinking of asking Master Gu a few more questions about mysticism on the way back, but I had no chance now.

Not knowing what Meng Yunhe was thinking, Gu Zhiqi had already opened the Yun family's car and was about to get in.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure.

There was a slight pause in getting into the car. After two seconds, Gu Zhiqi bent down and got into the car.

After sitting down, he looked sideways at Su Yunling and asked, "Brother, aren't you filming in Yancheng? Why are you here in the ancient martial arts world?"

When I spoke to Su Yunling last night, he was still in Yancheng.

Su Yunling turned her head slightly and looked at Gu Zhiqi, her eyes full of smiles, "It's finished."

"The God" is a feature-length fantasy drama that has been filming for almost a year and has finally been completed today.

Knowing that Gu Zhiqi was in the ancient martial arts world, Su Yunling rushed back without even attending the final banquet.

I haven’t seen her for a few days and I miss her again.

Gu Zhiqi: "Is it finished?"

Su Yunling nodded.

Gu Zhiqi: "Then you won't have to be too busy in the future?"

Su Yunling nodded and said, "You can rest for a while."

Hearing this, Gu Zhiqi nodded and said, "It's time to take a rest. You're too busy."

Su Yunling raised her eyebrows and said, "Compared to Master Zhi, he's not too busy."

Gu Zhiqi: "..."

Isn't it all about money?

Gu Zhiqi didn't speak anymore, but leaned on his seat and looked at Su Yunling slightly.

As I looked at it, I began to feel lost.

Tsk~How could anyone live such a beautiful life?

Su Yun looked back at her and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

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