Hearing this, he was silent and did not dare to make a sound, but just nodded. At the same time, he quietly came behind Mr. Jiang to see what he was painting.

What I saw in the painting was a dragon rushing out of the rivers and lakes with its teeth and claws. As the saying goes, dragons have nine similarities, which are different types that have the strengths of various animals. They have many names. The one with scales is called dragon, and the one with wings is called Yinglong. , the one with horns is named [Duota] dragon, the one with small horns is named Qiu. The small one is named Jiao, and the big one is called dragon.

And now this is a dragon covered with fine scales, with small horns on its head, and a ferocious expression as if it wants to choose people to devour, but it has a feeling of soaring into the sky, as if it is transforming into a dragon.

Next to it is this pair of verses:

Last year, I moved to Yelang Road from the left, and the glazed inkstone water has dried up.

This year the edict is released to Wushan Yang, and the pen of Jiaolong is shining brightly.

At first, Shen Mo just thought that this dragon was both spiritual and physical, and that Mr. Jiang was worthy of being a scholar. His painting skills were really rare.

But gradually he discovered that although the dragon depicted all the expressions and forms of the dragon, it always seemed to lack a sense of agility and divinity, that is, it was soulless and stiff like a dead thing.

But then he discovered that the dragon in the painting had no pupils, that is, no eyes.

As if he had guessed what Shen Shen was thinking, Master Jiang raised his pen and clicked twice on the location of the dragon's eyes. As these two strokes came down, Shen Shen's eyes suddenly felt like flowers.

Then he was shocked to find that the dragon in the painting actually blinked, and then the fixed body began to writhe wantonly, soaring into the sky like a real flying dragon in the painting.

But the dragon in the painting still seems dissatisfied as it rushes into the clouds, giving it a sense of restraint.

At this moment, Shen Shen heard the sound of a dragon's roar, and saw the dragon in the painting rushing out of the scroll.

The dragon was born and its figure expanded rapidly. This made Shen Mo subconsciously tighten his grip on the spear in his hand as if facing a powerful enemy. He did not expect to see such a fairyland today.

When he looked up, he saw the body of a dragon hovering in the real clouds above. The body was probably no less than a hundred feet in size.

"This...how is this possible? Jiaolong?"

Silence and dumbfounded.

But after seeing the dragon roaring wantonly in the clouds, I could feel it soaring happily.

After a while of circling and rolling, the dragon turned its head again and plunged into the painting, and everything returned to calm.

Looking at the restored dragon in the painting, I was silent and confused, for fear that the dragon in the painting would come out again.

At the same time, the way he looked at Master Jiang was different from before.

For example, before I thought that the couple in front of me were just senior masters in martial arts, but now they are no longer within the scope of martial arts.

"Looks like you saw it!"

Jiang Heng said with a faint smile, he had already put down his pen and looked at Shen Mo.

"Look...I saw a dragon...a dragon!" Shen Mo nodded and looked at Jiang Heng with a complicated look for a moment. He didn't even know how to ask what Jiang Heng's method was.

"That's right! You can see the dragon, which means you have regained your heart for martial arts."

Jiang Heng nodded with satisfaction, his advice was finally worth it.

"I know what you want to ask, but I won't tell you any of this. Since you have understood the Three Harmonies, you are here to find me to give you a trial of life and death, right?"

"Not bad!" Shen Mo nodded. He didn't ask how Jiang Heng knew. Anyway, he was already a little numb.

"That's very good. The fact that you can ask for a life-and-death trial shows that you still have an innocent heart, so be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Heng casually touched the scroll in the basket behind him, as if he was selecting something, and he picked out a scroll in a moment.

Just when Shen Mo didn't understand what this meant, Master Jiang in front of him shook the scroll in his hand and spread it out.

The painting shows a scene of a cliff, and on the cliff sits a cross-legged swordsman holding a long sword.

At this moment, as the scroll opened, Shen Shen felt his eyes blurred again. The figure in the scroll slowly turned around, revealing the face of a stern young man with starry eyes and sword-like eyes.

The young man stepped lightly, and his figure rushed out of the scroll.

After almost an instant of silence, I heard a pleasant sound of sword clanging in my ears. The sword clanged and whistled, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

In that moment of silence, I felt chills all over my body,

This stern swordsman held a three-foot sword and struck at Silence with a flash of sword light in an instant.

Facing this swordsman, Silence's alarm had already started ringing in his heart. He was definitely a third-level martial arts master.

He was silent for almost an instant and then took action boldly. It was directly a family-owned marksmanship, the Thirteenth Company of Dragon Shadows!

Seven spear flowers were flung out from the tip of the spear, and the energy and blood flowed freely. The force shot out from the tip of the spear and strangled the opponent's sword.

However, after the exchange of words, the silence became extremely uncomfortable.

The opponent's strength may be at the third level, but the opponent did not display any level of strength, only the elegant and unpredictable swordsmanship.

The opponent's sword moves are both fast and slow, hard and soft. The sword is carried along with the body, and the form and the mind are almost combined, the mind and the energy are combined, and the energy and the spirit are combined in the divine form.

Taking a closer look, Shen Mo suddenly discovered that the opponent's moves were vaguely consistent with what Jiang Fuzi meant by Liuhe, which meant that the opponent had almost achieved Liuhe, which also required exquisite hands, eyes, body, technique, footwork, spirit and form.

An inexplicable chant came from the swordsman's mouth, as if an immortal was chanting something in the distant mountains.

"Lü Dongbin, a native of Guanxi, has swordsmanship. He is more than a hundred years old and has a childlike appearance. His steps are light and brisk. He can travel hundreds of miles in an instant. He is regarded as a god by the world."

As this person spoke out his words, the light from the sword in his hand became even more mysterious.

For a moment, silent blood began to appear on his shoulders and limbs, and he was unable to guard against the opponent's sword moves.

Even as time passed, Shen Mo found that the opponent's attacks were getting faster and faster, his swordsmanship became more and more superb, and even his realm began to slowly improve.

"If you continue to delay, you will be unable to stop this person in a quarter of an hour and will undoubtedly die!" Jiang Heng's voice rang in Shen Mo's ears.

This once again made Silence's heart sink to the bottom.

But when he wanted to fight back, he was always suppressed by the opponent's perfectly timed sword light. Over time, a situation was formed where he could only remain silent and passively defend.

"This man's swordsmanship is definitely far superior to all the masters of swordsmanship in the world. Who is this Master Jiang? How come such a peerless swordsman can be sealed in a random picture!"

Silently, I cried secretly in my heart.

He felt that even on the battlefield, the opponent's strength would not be inferior to that of him, a master with a gun.

Everyone knows that the spear is the leader on the battlefield, and the sword is the leader in the world.

At this moment, An Shenmo subconsciously thought of an excuse. If he fought with this person on the battlefield, he might be killed within ten moves.

But the moment this thought surfaced, he was startled.

"Why am I making excuses again? Wasn't it the same before? I thought I was going to die if my energy and blood were weak and exhausted. But it turned out that these were not the main reasons. The real main reason was that I was afraid of fighting and dying!"

Silence roared in his heart, he didn't want to make any more excuses.

At this moment, he was not afraid of death or anything. He only had eyes for his spear.

As the saying goes, an inch longer means an inch stronger. Why do you think that a gun is not as good as a sword in a one-on-one fight?

Perhaps at this moment, he was feeling depressed and wanted to break through all the shackles and prisons of his soul. His mind actually subconsciously recalled the dragon that he had seen before that rushed out of the painting!

"The Shen family's gun, the Dragon King is defeated!"

With a loud shout, Shen Shen's figure suddenly shot forward, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon overturning the river.

This blow made the cold swordsman show a hint of surprise for the first time, but then Silence quickly folded his hands, not afraid of the shadows of swords that kept flying towards the sky. The spears in his hands turned into shadows of spears, and he was fighting the stronger with force.

"kill!"

This loud shout gave off a momentum that rivaled thousands of armies, and the spear in his hand was either fast or slow.

At this moment, even he himself didn't know that he had completed the inner and outer triad unconsciously.

The heart, qi, courage, hands, steps, and eyes merged into one, and an invisible momentum was escaping from Shen Mo's body.

Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes and could vaguely see a dragon shadow coiling around Shen Mo in his field of vision.

Half of my disciples actually realized the potential in advance that only the best warriors can realize!

Even though this potential was extremely weak and inaccessible, and could not even be released out of the body, once he understood the potential, there was no suspense in this battle.

As Silence became more and more courageous, and his aura reached its highest level, the cold swordsman began to fade away, and finally disappeared.

As the swordsman disappeared, Shen Mo's body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

The brief and rapid exchange just now seemed short, but it suddenly took away all the strength of Shen Mo.

He didn't feel it during the fight, but as his opponent disappeared, the intense fatigue came over him like a wave.

Sitting cross-legged, he waited for his strength to recover a little, then looked at Master Jiang in silence.

"Thank you sir, but why haven't you entered the third level yet?"

Silence clasped his fists, with some confusion and suspicion on his face, because he did not feel that he had stepped into the upper third level and did not have that unrivaled power.

Jiang Heng smiled and shook his head.

"Are you on the third level? Haha, you have already obtained something far more precious than the third level. As for the third level you mentioned, you have already reached it!"

"Achieved? But..."

"It's just that your physical body is too weak. Now your physical body has been stimulated to the peak of its prime. Just go back and take the big medicine to replenish it, and you will find that the transformation has arrived!"

Hearing this, he was silent and a little surprised. Just as he was about to say thank you, Jiang Heng waved his hand.

"Go back! If you still want to be my master after solving worldly problems, come and find me again!"

Master Jiang's words echoed in his mind, but Shen Shen was shocked to find that he had appeared in his house without knowing when.
To be continued...