No Skills, Just Feelings

Bai Yiyi transformed into the young junior sister who betrayed her relatives and abandoned her family in a book about cultivating immortals. In the original text, she will become a female devil who is incompatible with the male and female protagonists, and will subvert the world of cultivation on her own. It's just that in this world of cultivation, in addition to the types of monks she has heard of, there is also a kind of painting cultivator that is respected by thousands of people. Painting practitioners use pen and ink as their swords, and paint all things in the world for their own use. It can be said that—— With a wave of his hand, he can call for wind and rain. Seriously, soybeans and rice. With a single swing, it can fly thousands of miles. Hold your breath and concentrate, one centimeter of white cloth. It stands to reason that the future female devil in the original text should have the above abilities. When Bai Yiyi arrived, there were only soybeans, rice and a centimeter of white cloth left. She was still a newbie when she entered the industry, and her master always said that she had a good foundation, but lacked emotions. Bai Yiyi doesn't think so. She thinks she is all emotions and has no skills. The only problem is that with these emotions, let alone becoming a female devil, she is even disliked by people in the town for their portraits. After thinking about it carefully, Bai Yiyi felt that the only thing left was her master's name, which still had some value. She decisively took advantage of the opportunity before she was framed to rebel, and in the name of a painting cultivator, she recruited apprentices to amass money in preparation for the money being spent in the future. What Bai Yiyi didn't know was that the first disciple she accepted was the Demon Lord from the Demon Realm who would kill her at the foot of Wangxian Mountain in the original text. At that time, the demon king was still going through the calamity, so Bai Yiyi stuffed a pen into his hand and said that he had rich knowledge and outstanding talent, and his hands looked like those for painting. He gave up Wu and followed Wen in a confused way, which really made him draw some eyebrows. Bai Yiyi looked at the heavy rain in the sky that she couldn't do at all, and shook her head: "No, no, you are too skilled and lack emotion. Come, let me teach you well." Intention: I haven't thought about it yet