With the upgraded product of painting bones, Fat Brother is full of confidence at this time.

He looked up at a grass in the yard and started painting directly.

Fat Brother’s painting skills are like printing, and Lan Yue looks at a green grass that arises naturally in Fat Brother’s pen.

When he reached the last green leaf, Lan Yue couldn't help but hold her breath, and success or failure came to another defeat.

Fat Brother paused his talisman, and Lan Yue suddenly felt nervous.

"My pen can't move!"

Fat brother gritted his teeth and tried his best to control the hand holding the talisman pen.

He felt that the talisman pen in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he could not continue to draw according to the normal drawing method. There was even a mysterious force that wanted to make his talisman pen doodle again.

Fat Brother breathed a sigh of relief and directly called all his spiritual power to flow into the bones. He had a premonition that as long as he rushed over this time, he would succeed!

After the spiritual power of the bone was poured into the talisman pen again, Fat Brother's talisman pen moved forward extremely slowly but unswervingly. It was a short leaf that was long on the elbow. Fat Brother steadily drew for almost half an hour, and he was still close to one finger and had not finished drawing it.

The sweat on Fat Brother's forehead had dripped down with his chin, his arms were trembling, and the talisman pen on his hand gradually became unstable, and he was about to fail.

"Girl, help him!"

The remnant soul of the sea god suddenly sent a message to Lan Yue.

"How to help?"

Lan Yue also asked hurriedly, she wanted to help Fat Brother, but how to help?

The remnant soul of the sea god did not speak anymore.

Lan Yue reached out to put his hand on Fat Brother's shoulder and instilled spiritual power into his body.

But Fat Brother's arms were shaking more and more. If he hadn't painted talismans all year round and tried his best to control his wrists to prevent the pen from shaking, the painting would have been ruined.

It’s useless to deliver spiritual power!

Lan Yue waved her hand and sprinkled a layer of vitality overwhelmed her body. His arms were still shaking the same, and even the more they shook, the more intense the vitality was useless!

Help! How to help?

Sea God, are you not good enough? Say halfway!

"You have to understand it yourself..."

The remnant soul of the sea god sounded again, but his voice became very weak. It seemed that the words he had just reminded Lan Yue had greatly hurt his soul.

Lan Yue felt a stern, and this was impossible to reveal.

Seeing that Fat Brother was only at a distance from his fingertips on the drawing paper, Lan Yue gritted her teeth, treated the dead horse as a living horse, and slapped her elbow holding the talisman pen from behind.

"ah……"

Fat Brother screamed, hurriedly picked up the pen, and looked closely. The blank space at the fingertips just now was pushed forward by the girl and the talisman pen, directly filling the blank space. Because he finished the pen in time, the painting was not only not destroyed, but was directly drawn!

"It's done!"

After being stunned, Fat Brother cried out in surprise.

only……

The painting was finally drawn, but he didn't feel any difference yet!

Lan Yue: "..."

Unexpectedly, the helping force mentioned by the Sea God is really a literal helping force!

She looked at the painting in Fat Brother's hand. Since the Sea God said he must draw it, it is of course his reason.

But now that the painting has finally been drawn, what she saw was just an ordinary painting, and no strange phenomenon occurred, nor any difference.

Has the limit on Fat Brother’s 120 years old been lifted?

Just as I was thinking, the drawing paper that Fat Brother was holding suddenly flashed, and then a golden pattern suddenly rose up, drawing along the grass painted by Fat Brother, and the entire drawing paper burst into a faint white light...

Lan Yue and Fat Brother looked at the drawing paper with anticipation, here it is! Finally here!

But the next moment, Fat Brother suddenly felt like he was burning his hands, screaming and shook his hands constantly, and hurriedly threw the drawing paper out.

However, the drawing paper seemed to stick to Fat Brother's hand, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he shook it.

"Sister, girl, it is sucking my spiritual power!"

It's so scary. This is not just a slow absorption of spiritual power. The spiritual power in his body seems to be the river water that broke through the dam, surging out!

If he continues to "surrow" again, his spiritual power will be absorbed!

"Don't move! Inject spiritual power into it!"

In the flash of lightning, a thought suddenly passed by Lan Yue's mind. She hurriedly said, pouring out a pile of spiritual crystals and let Fat Brother suck the spiritual crystals into it!

She had a premonition that this painting would be the key to solving all their questions.

Fat brother sat cross-legged, absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit crystal while allowing Hua to suck away the spiritual power from his body.

Until the white light on the painting becomes stronger and stronger!

Finally, the white light suddenly rose, and the exciting white light made everyone unable to help but squint.

Fat Brother also felt that there was a shackle in his soul that was suddenly opened.

When I looked at the drawing paper again, the drawing paper had already fallen to the ground, and next to the drawing paper, a fresh green grass suddenly appeared at Fat Brother's feet.

It's exactly the same as the grass he drew before!

"I'll go, Pangpang is transforming into a magical pen Ma Liang!" Xiaohua suddenly exclaimed, slipping down from Lan Yue's wrist, stretching out her long leaves and poking the grass.

The things drawn by Pangpang have turned into real things! It turns out that the magical pen Ma Liang really exists!

The second senior brother's eyes were bright and he squatted down with interest and reached out to pinch the leaves of the grass.

The painting becomes real? Interesting!

Lan Yue and Fat Brother were shocked and a little speechless. Fat Brother hurriedly picked up the drawing paper. There was nothing on the drawing paper, so clean that it seemed like a new piece of paper.

"This...what's going on?"

Fat Brother looked at the grass and then looked at the blank drawing paper. The things he drew came true!

Shi Zhou crushed the branches and leaves of the grass, rubbed his fingers, and whispered: "No wonder..."

"No wonder what?"

Lan Yue and Fat Brother spoke at the same time, and even the second senior brother watched.

Shi Zhou looked at Xiaocao and frowned and said, "He turned the painting into a real creature, so this painting took away all the spiritual power in his body."

Creation...

It is not the ability that monks in this world should have!

This ability is so amazing! All the creatures that can create out of thin air are those divine people with great powers!

Otherwise, even a high-level monk would just transform into something, rather than creating a vital item out of thin air.

But Brother Fat drew a living thing at the cost of just a piece of spiritual energy from the Lingzong period, which is incredible.

No one would have thought that after the Yun family's ancestral bloodline could actually create things with a brush after awakening.

No wonder people with the ancestral bloodline who cannot awaken will die at the age of 120. This bloodline talent is too terrible and completely transcends the law of all things.

This is simply the checks and balances of the way of heaven!

Brother Fat has been failing before and can't draw the painting in full. The strange power that prevents him from succeeding is nothing else, but also the power of the way of heaven!

But Yue accidentally untied it again!

For a moment, I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
Chapter completed!