Chapter 1222 — The Two Painted Scrolls

That scene was exactly the same as the painting the Lunar Venerable had given him; the scene within the painting was dreamlike, and now they were indeed inside the Lunar Venerable's dream. The Lunar Venerable quietly ran to his side to watch him portray her, and saw in the painting her fine hair hanging down, the girl as serene and bewitching as the moon, with only a touch of shyness at the corners of her mouth.