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2387. Chapter 2387 Painting Knife

Wisps of Taoist divine chains are intertwined, and there is a clear pool on this Heavenly Dao platform.

At the edge of this clear pool, the looming laws of heaven stand invisible all around.

In the center of the clear pond, there are seven lotuses.

As for Qin Xuan, one of the seven lotuses was purple. There were runes on it. Each rune was like swallowing a human soul. When he looked into it, he seemed to be dragged into each lotus petal.

The purple lotus is in full bloom, but its heart is pale gold, like tiny golden seeds.

This lotus flower is floating in this pond.

This clear pool can be found on the Tiandao Terrace, which shows how extraordinary the water in this pool is.

And the seven lotuses are even more so.

Those are seven innate things, and each lotus represents something belonging to the great emperor.

Every lotus contains Xu Wushang's hard work and love.

Now, Qin Xuan is an uninvited guest in this clear pond.

In his hand, the Taishi Emperor Sword slowly detached itself and floated quietly next to Qin Xuan.

In Qin Xuan's palm, there is a golden branch.

There is only a small section of the branch, only about six inches long. The whole body is as if made of gold, but within the branch, there are wisps of silver dragons swimming and tumbling in it.

If you look carefully, you can see that the sun, moon and stars are hidden in this branch, and those silver dragons are like rivers of stars, shining like silver dragons.

Qin Xuan held the branch in his hand, his eyebrows moved slightly, and from his eyebrows, a small knife appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Time Knife!

In the world of cultivation, Qin Xuan once refined something, but in the past, he had the emperor's mind and wielded the sword of years, with extraordinary fighting power. However, since entering the immortal world, the emperor's mind has dissipated, and his immortal mind is rarely used to directly kill the enemy.

Not to mention the Sword of Time.

Even if Qin Xuan often has Yunnuang, this Sword of Time is nothing more than a Da Luo thing, and it is still far behind Hunyuan.

The Sword of Time appeared, and Qin Xuan put his left hand on his waist, took off the Hunyuan Sky-Swallowing Gourd, and threw it into the clear pond.

"If you don't become a saint, don't leave it again!"

Qin Xuan slowly opened his mouth and saw that under the Hunyuan Sky-Swallowing Gourd, Liang Wei was offering his vomit, stir-frying it, and making a fuss.

"I will obey the Qing Emperor's order!"

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At this moment, beside Qin Xuan, Xu Wushang walked out of the empty world.

Her face was gloomy as she looked at Qin Xuan, especially the six-inch branch in Qin Xuan's hand.

"Qin Changqing!"

Xu Wushangruo was really angry, and there were ripples all over the clear pond.

The divine chains of rules all around were swaying, colliding, and erupting into endless roars.

The consequence of this change is that in all areas of the Immortal Realm, in places that were originally cloudless, endless thunder suddenly rises, penetrating the sky and the earth, and exploding the earth and rocks.

There are even cases in the mortal world where turbulent currents collide in the starry sky, erupting into terrifying thunderbolts that traverse the starry sky, killing stars and falling stars, stirring up a starry sky.

On the Tiandao platform, Qin Xuan seemed to have never heard it.

At the edge of the clear pool, he lifted up his white clothes and slowly sat cross-legged.

Those eyebrows are like willows and swords, slightly drooping, and they are like eyes at night, without ripples in an ancient well.

His eyes reflected the pool water, and Qin Xuan's face was reflected on the pool water.

A few strands of black hair fell from her shoulders and fell on her chest.

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "Now that we are here, how can we return empty-handed!"

"Tiandaotai is a great place!"

"You Xu Wushang, you have everything in your power, why are you so stingy!"

Xu Wushang's eyes were as gloomy as water. Is that stingy?

The six in Qin Xuan’s hand

An inch branch is the most precious treasure on the platform of heaven, a branch of all trees in the immortal world.

This tree of all things in the Immortal Realm is a peerless existence that surpasses the innate treasure and is almost the fifth emperor realm.

Even she, Xu Wushang, was unwilling to move a leaf or an inch of a branch, but Qin Xuan forcibly cut off six inches of the branch with Taishi Emperor's sword.

It can be said that Xu Wushang spent 36 billion years cultivating all the trees in the immortal world.

And Qin Xuan's sword cut off billions of years.

How can Xu Wushang not be angry!?

Qin Xuan ignored Xu Wushang and looked at the Sword of Time. Suddenly, the wooden branches in his hand fell into the clear pond.

Like pen and ink, the Eternal Evergreen Secret is slowly moving in Qin Xuan's body.

Streams of immortality essence flowed into the branches of all things. In an instant, half of Qin Xuan's immortality essence in the third realm of Hunyuan was drained away.

The golden branches touched the clear water and fell on the knife of time.

In an instant, the Time Knife was like tofu, leaving traces easily.

On it, the original runes and immortal thoughts began to change.

Qin Xuanruo is re-outlining the rune restrictions on the Time Blade based on the original principles.

Xu Wushang stared at Qin Xuan, her brows furrowed slightly, "You want to make this sword holy!?"

Using the wood of all things as a pen and the innate pool of heaven as ink, she seemed to know what to do.

Qin Xuan just held a golden branch in one hand and landed on the sword of time.

The Years Knife seemed to be surrounded by rays of rays of light. Every time Qin Xuan moved his wrist slightly, ripples would appear from the heaven and earth and slowly spread away.

These ripples were about to touch the divine chains of rules. Xu Wushang just thought about it, and the ripples disappeared.

"This is Taixu's holy painting method. This method is used to draw soldiers and outline the soldiers of immortal thoughts. In this world, only you, Qin Changqing, can do it!" Xu Wushang said slowly.

The holy method of Taixu painting was created by a great emperor of the Third Emperor Realm.

This method is recorded in Tiandaotai.

It is said that if you practice this method to the extreme, you can draw a saint with one stroke and create a true saintly creature with pen and ink.

Qin Xuan drew the sword, but he still had some energy left, and said with a leisurely smile: "Everyone in the world thinks that saints are aloof, but for me, it can only be accomplished with one stroke. At first, this sentence attracted me to practice this method, but I have never been able to turn saints into saints with a brush.

Show it, but since you have practiced it, why stay in the corner collecting dust."

"I have too few immortal weapons in my hands. I abandoned the Eternal Sword in the Southern Territory. The Soulless Holy Sword alone is no longer enough to exert my full strength. The Time Sword has not been used for a long time."

"No matter how strong a soldier is, if it is covered in dust, it will be like a waste. This is not what I thought when I first refined the sword."

As Qin Xuan changed and spoke, the branch of all things in his hand was painted with the sun, moon and stars on one side of the palm-sized knife of time. Then, the knife of time turned over slightly.

Qin Xuan started writing again and painted the Five Mountains and Twelve Lotuses on the other side.

On the side, Xu Wushang frowned, "You're still a little behind..."

Immediately, Xu Wushang's expression changed slightly, "You are plotting against the Chaos Purple Soul Lotus, Qin Changqing, don't push yourself too far!"

Qin Xuan did not take action directly, but looked sideways, his face pale.

The Immortal Essence of Immortality has been poured out, and even the power of its Immortal Thoughts has been exhausted.

He looked at Xu Wushang as if he were looking at a fool.

"You have my memory, haven't you seen it? You have vomited these four words twenty-three times!"

"When can you stop me?"

The faint words made Xu Wushang's eyes suddenly widen. In a pair of pupils, if there was endless power of heaven that turned into thunder and intertwined, even if a random burst flew out from the pupils, it could...

Kill the immortals and slay the saints!


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