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When Liu Wuxie first saw Jiang Yulang, he caught a hint of familiarity.
I wasn't too sure at first, so I didn't take it to heart.
When he saw this young monk wearing a coarse linen shirt, he finally knew where the aura on Jiang Yulang's body came from.
"No wonder you are at the back of the queue because you are afraid of being discovered."
Liu Wuxie said secretly, looking away from the face of the man in coarse linen clothes.
Because the next test target is exactly this person.
Stepping into the painting door, the man in coarse linen shirt looked a little nervous.
In less than half a breath, a lilac light swept out.
Although it is not as good as Liu Wuxie's purple sky curtain, it is much better than the blue talent.
"Purple talent again!"
Everyone was a little numb. It is unlikely that one purple talent will be born in ten thousand years. In a painting to recruit a bride, two purple talents actually appeared.
The senior members of the Yuan family looked at each other with a bad feeling.
This painting skills recruitment was somewhat beyond their expectations.
The appearance of blue talents has made them feel strongly uneasy. Two more purple talents suddenly appeared. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Logically speaking, they should be happy when purple talents appear.
"Who is that kid and why does he look so unfamiliar?"
The man in a coarse linen shirt walked out of the painting door, with no sadness or joy on his face, and no fluctuations could be seen.
"I don't know him, I don't have any impression!"
The monks gathered around shook their heads.
The more this happens, the more curious everyone becomes about this man in a coarse linen shirt.
"May I ask what your name is, brother?"
After the man in coarse linen clothes walked to the right, the monks who had passed by before quickly gathered around him and greeted him warmly.
“Caviar!”
The man in a coarse linen shirt was very polite and greeted everyone around him one by one.
He turned his head and happened to look at Jiang Yulang, then looked away.
"They are indeed in the same group!"
Liu Wuxie secretly thought that she was finally sure that Jiang Yulang and Cuzile were in the same group.
Why they separated, he still didn't know.
The test is coming to an end, and the last monk has finished the test. Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, nearly one-third of the people have been eliminated.
"Congratulations on your promotion. The second level of assessment of the painting soul may be a bit dangerous. It's not too late to quit now. Once the painting soul is in trouble, our Yuan family will not be responsible."
The steward in charge of the assessment said to the promoted monks.
There is no danger to life in the painting door assessment.
But that may not be the case for the next assessment.
Theoretically, there is no danger.
but!
This is painting to attract marriage.
Since painting is used to attract marriage, there must be competition.
If you want to stand out, the best way is to kill those monks with greater potential, so that they can surpass their opponents.
No one is opting out!
"Now let me talk about the rules of painting souls. Everyone enters the painting and uses your soul power to paint. Whoever can come out of the painting will be promoted. Those who cannot come out will fail."
The steward responsible for the assessment will briefly explain the rules.
Anyone who has practiced painting will basically know this rule.
Yuan Fengshan strode out, took out a painting from his sleeve, and waved it in the wind.
The strange thing is that this painting is actually transparent. There are no mountains, rivers, trees or lakes on it, and there are no human figures or monsters on it. It is just a piece of white paper.
“Picture within a picture!”
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, this was actually a painting within a painting painted by the master of painting himself.
It looks like a blank piece of paper, but only by entering it can you know the true secret of this painting.
"Gong Jian, our opportunity has come. Enter the painting within the painting. Let's unite and use the painting soul to kill Liu Wuxie."
A fierce murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the Yu family disciples.
"This is indeed our opportunity, but I suggest not to act in a hurry. We are not the only ones who want to kill Liu Wuxie. Let others take action first, and we will reap the benefits."
Gong Jian said sadly.
Many monks in Juling City hated Liu Wuxie deeply and wished they could cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.
"Yes, we can wait for them to take action first."
The disciples of the Yu family nodded, thinking that what Gong Jian said made sense.
"Liu Wuxie has a purple talent. It's hard for us to surpass him in painting skills. I'm worried..."
The Chen family disciples looked worried.
In just one year, the three of them had sent so many masters to be killed silently, which had given them a hint of fear.
"Purple talent only means that he has a high talent for painting, but it does not mean that he has strong painting ability. As far as I know, Liu Wuxie does not know how to paint."
Gong Jian said with a sneer.
Painting a door tests talent, and it does not mean that Liu Wuxie's painting skills are superb.
Practicing painting is not something that can be achieved overnight. People like them have been studying painting since they were young, and their painting skills are absolutely first-rate.
Gong Jian's words played a role in stabilizing the morale of the military.
"Everyone enter the painting!"
Yuan Fengshan formed a seal with his hands, and a gap suddenly opened in the painting.
The picture-in-picture is its own space, which is so huge that even if it can accommodate tens of thousands of people, it will not be a problem.
Thousands of people who passed through gradually entered the cracks.
"Wuxie, be careful!"
Just as Liu Wuxie was about to enter, Elder Kong's voice sounded in his ears.
He nodded and his body disappeared in place.
Just because he doesn't want to kill doesn't mean he won't kill.
Since the painting skills may be aimed at him, then killing him will turn the world upside down.
In less than half a moment, all the advanced monks on the martial arts field entered the painting.
When all the monks enter, the picture within the picture is closed.
When the picture-in-picture was closed, a strange scene appeared. All the monks who entered appeared on the white paper.
Like miniature people, they are scattered everywhere.
This is the wonderful function of picture-in-picture. It is like a transparent vessel. After everyone enters, the outside world can clearly see everything inside.
Even though they were shrunk, they could still clearly see their facial features and tell who was who.
It's like countless ants lying on the white canvas, the scene is extremely weird.
Liu Wuxie entered the crack, his body lightened, and he found himself standing in a vast expanse of white time and space.
The surroundings are white, but there is no strong reflection, so you can clearly see everything around you.
It was the first time for him to paint with his soul.
Only when approved by the picture-in-picture can you leave the picture-in-picture and advance to the next level.
"Liu Wuxie, suffer death!"
Before anyone could react, several streams of soul power came straight towards Liu Wuxie.
Everyone entering the picture-in-picture can only move within a radius of one foot.
Although the physical body can only move within a radius of one foot, it does not hinder the impact of the soul.
The test of picture-in-picture is the painting of the soul. Here, the soul can travel freely.
The purpose of the few soul powers that rushed over was very simple, to kill Liu Wuxie with the help of soul power.
"How dare any cat or dog dare to provoke me?"
If someone from the Immortal King Realm attacks him, he can still take it seriously.
The three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie were only at the ninth level of Daluo Golden Immortal.
They knew that Liu Wuxie was powerful in combat, but something like soul power could not be compensated for by magic.
But they didn't know that Liu Wuxie practiced the Dark Soul Ming Sutra and added the essence of the essence to transform the Niwan Palace.
His current soul sea is beyond the reach of even the ordinary Immortal Realm.
The soul power quickly locked onto the area of the three monks, allowing their soul power to attack.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The soul power of the three people entered Liu Wuxie's soul sea and was easily resisted by the soul shield.
The Book of Heavenly Dao circulates and absorbs all the soul power.
The faces of the three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie changed slightly. They clearly felt that their soul power had disappeared inexplicably.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth, and the Soul Sword suddenly came out.
The terrifying soul sword shuttles through the painting.
Normally, soul power attacks are difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
But in the picture-in-picture, the evolution of their soul power can be clearly seen through the drawing paper.
The moment Liu Wuxie's Soul Sword appeared, there was a buzzing sound throughout the martial arts arena.
"What a terrifying soul sword. Is this Liu Wuxie from the Great Luo Jin Fairyland?"
The senior officials of each major sect stood up, their faces filled with disbelief.
It's a pity that their voices cannot penetrate into the painting.
The soul sword can be seen outside, but the soul power fluctuations can only be felt inside the drawing paper.
The powerful soul power impact caused the expressions of the three monks to change drastically.
No matter how they dodge, the Soul Sword can firmly lock their bodies.
The sudden scene alarmed Gong Jian, Jiang Yulang and others.
They all looked at Liu Wuxie.
They are too far apart and can't see very clearly.
"This Liu Wuxie is really a monster. Such a thick soul sword cannot be condensed even by ordinary immortals."
A large number of Immortal Realm people gathered at the scene, and they came on behalf of various major sects.
Elder Kong and Elder Xia Ru looked at each other, and saw a hint of surprise and a hint of worry in each other's eyes.
I was surprised that Liu Wuxie's soul power was so strong, but I was worried that others would form a pincer attack on Liu Wuxie.
Although one person is strong, he cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
"Where did this Liu Wuxie come from? It seems like he suddenly became famous overnight."
Many people scratched their heads, wanting to know where Liu Wuxie came from.
It's not like those genius disciples from major sects who have long been famous in the Immortal Luo Realm.
"Baguio Palace has really found a treasure. If this Liu Wuxie continues to grow, he will definitely become an extremely strong man again."
Many sects cast envious looks at Elder Xia Ru.
All major sects have no shortage of geniuses, but they lack peerless monsters like Liu Wuxie.
The Soul Sword suddenly split into three and attacked the three monks at the same time.
Extremely fast, like lightning and thunder.
Before the people around them could react, the three soul swords easily penetrated the soul sea of the three monks.
"Ahhhh..."
Three shrill screams came from the painting, and the monks outside could hear them clearly.
When the three people died, there were three drops of bright red blood stains on the white drawing paper.
It represents three people who died in the painting.
Their corpses were gradually absorbed into the painting and disappeared without a trace.
The Yuan family had said hello before, entering the picture-in-picture, and deciding whether to live or die.
Besides!
They were the ones who struck first, and Liu Wuxie counterattacked later.
"Liu Wuxie, you are so bold, how dare you kill my disciple of the Mu family!"
From another direction, there was a sharp shout, and three soul swords appeared again. But this time, they were soul swords condensed from the Immortal Lord Realm.
