Qin Mu and Deaf Zi painted separately. One put aside his emotions and placed them in the painting, while the other put aside his mortal mind and described another god with only the true state of mind of a god.
What Qin Mu painted was the God King Langzhou, but not the God King Langzhou, but the lover in his heart.
The deaf man wants to complete the transformation of his own way of painting and use his paintings to carry his own way and his own god.
His breath became more and more ethereal, and the divinity on his body became stronger and stronger. The pen in his hand seemed to be no longer a pen, but an artifact for creating life. Under his brushstrokes, a new god was being born.
After a long time, Qin Mu took the lead to put down the pen in his hand and completed his painting.
The deaf man is still using delicate brush strokes to create a life. His brush emits the soft light of the way of creation. The flesh and blood of the woman in the painting, as well as the ice muscles and jade bones, emerge under his brush strokes.
The divinity of the woman in the painting leaps out.
There is no flaw in her beauty, her temperament is so elegant and refined, her appearance is natural, and her clothes are the most beautiful ones.
Her skin seemed to have gathered all the beauties in the world, her jade fingers were lush, and her fingerprints were as changeable as the Tao. She seemed to be an elf born from all the beauty, but she was created by a deaf person.
When the deaf man painted the last stroke, everyone present felt a vague aura gradually overflowing from the painting. It was a kind of acquired path that was slowly growing, not from the painting, but from the painting.
Born from the pen of the deaf.
He endowed the girl in the painting with divinity, body, soul and life.
Qin Mu looked at this scene and was touched in his heart. He opened his eyebrows and looked around. He saw the deaf man's Tao like ethereal smoke spreading everywhere at a seemingly slow but fast speed.
Branded in the heaven and earth, branded in the void.
This is not a change in the Dharma or a change in the Tao, but an additional Dharma and a Tao in this world.
The deaf man looks extremely peaceful. With this stroke, Lang Juan in the painting has life, a soul, and his own way.
Finally, he put down his pen and completed his painting.
The moment he put down the pen, two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with calm but joyful emotions.
He felt his own Tao. As one of the two weakest people among the nine elders in the disabled village, he had never paid attention to or cared about the martial arts and magical powers.
If it weren't for Qin Mu's urging and the supervision of everyone in Canlao Village, Deaf Zi would never have tried to destroy his own sacred bridge to open up the Tianhe Divine Crypt, nor would he have deliberately improved his cultivation level.
But now, he can feel his own vitality and spirit flowing along a mysterious route, which is a skill that he naturally formed.
The so-called martial arts and magical powers are actually manifestations of Tao. In the past, he practiced other people's martial arts and sought his own Tao, so he was not interested in cultivation.
But now, he has found his own way, it can even be said that he has created his own way. With the way, the skills and magical powers, everything will fall into place and run naturally.
The article was written by nature, but it was accidentally acquired by a clever hand.
The same goes for painting.
It's so mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful, it's so incredible.
Granny Si and the pharmacist came forward and looked at their paintings, each admiring them again and again.
With a smile on her face, Granny Si secretly poked the pharmacist and whispered, "Do you understand?"
The pharmacist smiled broadly and whispered, "I don't understand."
"Me too." Granny Si kept the smile on her face and lowered her voice.
God King Langzhuan also came forward and looked at the two paintings carefully. Deaf Man's painting, the figure in the painting looked like another of her, delicate and elegant, and her heart was painted without dust.
The woman in the painting is quiet and distant, as beautiful as she is. She in the painting can also move. The other woman is in another world, with her own ideas, her own thinking, and even her own
Cultivation and supernatural powers.
The two of them looked at each other across the border.
God King Lang Kuan was filled with admiration and said: "Although this kind of painting is not a creation, it is better than a creation. I can't tell whether I am in the painting or she is in the painting."
The deaf man said: "Mu'er's painting is not bad either."
God King Langzhen looked at Qin Mu's painting. Qin Mu couldn't grasp her divinity. The woman in the painting was also somewhat different from the real her. Compared with the deaf man's skills, Qin Mu was much inferior.
God King Lang Juan looked at the people in the painting. The Lang Juan in the painting looked like a quiet girl. She stood on the head of the big snake, holding a flower in both hands and putting it to her lips and smelling it.
shyness and smile.
"The figures in the paintings of the Holy Infant look like me, but they are not me. It is probably the Holy Infant who has placed his own feelings on them."
God King Langzhen's eyes wandered and he said with a smile: "Can you give these two paintings to me?"
The deaf man nodded and said, "Girl, just take it."
Qin Mu also nodded.
The deaf man pulled him over, and the old man and the young man were painting again. While the deaf man was painting, he taught Qin Mu his own experience in creating a painting method.
God King Langzhen put away the two paintings and rolled them up. She thought for a moment and took out one of the scrolls. The scroll burned and quickly turned into ashes.
God King Langzhen stared at the extinguished fire with dark eyes, then waved his hand and the ashes dispersed.
Granny Si whispered: "Pharmacist, which painting do you think she burned?"
The pharmacist thought: "I think what she burned was the one painted by Mu'er. Mu'er made her look ugly. If it were me, if the deaf person made me look ugly, I would burn it too."
Granny Si took a sip and said, "I think what she burned was the one painted by the deaf man."
The pharmacist was puzzled.
"The painting by the deaf person is so similar. As a person with an unparalleled appearance, she does not need another self, and there is no need to keep the painting of the deaf person. Keeping the painting of the deaf person will give her a kind of sustenance. If
When she suffers setbacks, she will feel that her life in the world in the painting is better. She is immortal, has a tough heart, and does not need another self."
Granny Si said: "If she wants to appreciate her own appearance, she can just take out a mirror and take a look. On the contrary, Mu'er's paintings can let her see her missing emotions. Although they are not perfect, taking them out to appreciate can help her.
She has a different kind of sentiment."
The pharmacist smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, this is just your guess. We won't know which painting she burned unless she said it."
Granny Si was quite confident: "I think the technique practiced by this god king Lang Kuan should be a kind of strange technique. The higher the cultivation level, the less emotions, because emotions become more precious. Cultivating to a high level
, she has no choice but to give up her emotions and retain her divinity. Therefore, she naturally wants to treasure precious things."
She couldn't help but think of her own experience, feeling a little sad in her heart, and said: "It is what is lost that makes it so precious."
Qin Mu and others stayed in the Tiansheng Academy, while Shujun and God King Langzhuan were busy reading the books in the Tiansheng Academy, overviewing the results of the Yankang Reform, and studying various exercises and magical powers.
God King Langzhuan has already opened up the Shen Zang and the Heavenly Palace. If he wants to modify the Tianhe Shen Zang, he must abolish his own Shen Qiao Shen Zang. However, her cultivation level is now so advanced that she can almost be on par with Tian Zun. If she wants to abolish the Shen Bridge, she must
He had to bear great dangers, so he hesitated a little.
Shujun didn't have this worry, so he opened up the spiritual embryonic treasure trove on his own.
However, he soon discovered that he had borrowed the Tai Emperor's divine consciousness to upgrade his physical body, raising his physical body to the level of a god in the Lingxiao realm, which made it impossible for him to open up a divine treasure in his physical body!
His vitality and soul are too weak, and his spiritual consciousness is not particularly strong, so he cannot carve out a spiritual fetus in this physical body!
The so-called seven great divine treasures were all opened up in the physical body, and his physical body has become so powerful that it cannot be opened up!
"The mortals in Yankang are divided into those who can cultivate and those who cannot. This is determined by the spiritual treasure."
The pharmacist was proficient in pharmacology, prepared a large medicine bucket, made a bucket of stinky potion, and asked Shujun to jump in and said: "In the past, there were only four spiritual bodies in Yankang with magical powers, the green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu.
Mortals without spiritual bodies can only be warriors at best, and cannot open the spiritual treasure to become a supernatural being. Later, Mu'er destroyed the divine bridge and opened up the Tianhe Divine Treasure. He did not delve into the things that mortals cannot practice, but I did
Thought of it."
The pharmacist smiled and said: "The reason why the four spirit bodies can practice is because their spiritual treasures are inherited from their ancestors, and they are born with the spiritual treasures! You only need to open the spiritual treasures to practice!"
"Those mortals who are unable to practice are because their ancestors did not have supernatural powers, so they do not have the spiritual embryonic treasure in their bodies. But this does not mean that they really cannot practice! They only need to master the method of opening up the spiritual embryonic treasure.
If you open up a spiritual treasure trove for yourself, you can practice and become a magical person!"
The pharmacist was very excited and said to Shujun who was soaking medicinal materials in a large wooden barrel: "This is what I have been studying for these years. Based on each person's physical structure, I determine the exact location of the spiritual treasure. Then use the elixir to
Cultivation of vitality enables ordinary people to gather the vitality that opens up the hidden treasure of the spiritual embryo, and thus becomes a person with supernatural powers. However, your physical body is too strong, so you must first soften it with the help of medicine."
Shujun watched him pour a bunch of highly poisonous things into the barrel, and he couldn't help but be frightened and said, "Are these things poisonous?"
"Don't worry, don't worry!"
The pharmacist smiled and said: "I noticed that your soul is too weak, weaker than ordinary people, so I used some little treasures to help you nourish your soul. This is how Mu'er came here back then, wrap it up, wrap it up..."
When those poisonous substances were put into the bucket, Shujun suddenly felt severe pain in his soul, and he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead.
The pharmacist checked the poison in the barrel and said: "Over the years, I have helped many ordinary people become magical powers. You will also become a magical power with my help... Your physical body seems to be too strong, and you need to add a little more."
Baby..."
After a long time, the pharmacist took out a silver needle and inserted it into Shujun's skin. The needle pierced Shujun's skin.
"Now that your physical body is softened, you can try to open up the spiritual treasure trove."
The pharmacist breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Shujun in the bucket. He saw that the creator was foaming at the mouth and had no breath. He ran out quickly and shouted: "Mu'er, Mu'er! Come here quickly! You
The big-headed boy I brought here was accidentally poisoned to death by me! His soul and artistic conception left his body!"
Qin Mu rushed over quickly and involuntarily activated the Soul Puller to pull Shujun's soul over and put it into Shujun's body. He said, "Grandpa Medicine Master, have you put too much poison in there again?"
The pharmacist's face turned red and said: "His physical strength is too high, so I put in more medicine. Who knew his cultivation level was so poor..."
In the medicine bucket, Shujun rolled his eyes again and his soul left his body.
Qin Mu hurriedly summoned his soul again, drove his soul into his body, and then used the Demon Creation Technique to seal Shujun's soul in his body, and said quickly: "Detoxify it first!"
The two of them worked hard for a long time, finally removing part of the poison from Shujun's body, and then they felt relieved.
Shujun woke up leisurely, and although he opened the first divine treasure trove, the spiritual fetal treasure trove, with the help of the pharmacist, he was as afraid of the bronze masked man as a tiger and did not dare to approach him.
The pharmacist came to him to drink tea. Shu Jun was also restless, looking around, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. With Qin Mu by his side, he dared to drink the tea brewed by the pharmacist.
Qin Mu finally learned the deaf man's exercises and said sincerely to the pharmacist: "Grandpa Medicine Master, deaf grandfather has gone his own way. I learned his exercises and built the Painting Heavenly Palace. Now I still need to heal the Heavenly Palace. As the so-called boss
If you don’t work hard, young people will be sad. If Grandpa Medicine Master doesn’t work hard in practice, I will be bullied outside. You see..."
————It’s the middle of the month. Brothers, if you have a monthly pass, don’t keep it. Please give me a monthly pass!