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Over Qingcheng.

"Um?"

The snake-like human-faced Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor hovered in the sky, and his huge body exuded the coercion of overpowering the world. He looked at the incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor at the beginning of time in amazement, "At the beginning of time, you would rather endure my attack than expose your breath. ?"

Through the power of the karma line, he could completely sense that the primordial real body far away in Su City, under his attack, the primordial spirit of the real body was already shattered!

It stands to reason that with his strength, even in the human world, even if he has increased his strength beyond the upper limit, his attack along the causal line, as long as he also used the causal method in the beginning, he would not be able to threaten.

He just wanted to use this causal attack to force Tai Chu to reveal his breath.

But... in the beginning, there was no resistance, and there was no intention to show supernatural powers at all, just resisted with primordial spirit!

The incarnation descended from his dignified demon ancestor has also risen to a level beyond the limits of the human world. With a full-strength blow following the line of cause and effect, in the beginning, he dared not to use any means, and only rely on his primordial spirit to resist?

It's like a master who is good at fighting, if you lie flat, even if you encounter a rookie, you will definitely die.

Therefore, he could feel that the primordial spirit in the beginning was also shattered on the spot.

"How is that possible? Even if you are afraid to wake up 'it', you won't die..."

The Zhutian Demon Ancestor became more and more suspicious, and even more did not understand why such an avatar was specially left behind in the beginning?

It was almost as if he was being deliberately seduced.

Could it be that he was trying to lure him to pay more, just like scheming Ming Ye?

Or is there another purpose?

In short, he couldn't believe that the dignified Taichu Heavenly Emperor would allow him to attack like this, and would rather his Primordial Spirit be broken than resist.

at this time-

"What the hell…"

The incarnation of the Heavenly Emperor at the beginning of the day, the 'Emperor Jinpao', actually closed his eyes and let out an irritable murmur like he was dreaming, as if he was driving flies, and waved his sleeves lightly.

"boom!"

With the wave of his sleeve robe, the 108,000 kinds of strange light visions behind him began to interweave and converge, and in an instant, they turned into a world phantom shrouded in chaos!

This world seems to be located in the very center of the boundless chaos, just like the world where the first party was born in the chaos. It seems to be boundless inside, where the sun, moon and stars can be seen, all spirits worship, and it exudes the most ancient and eternal breath. place!

"Boom!"

With the wave of his sleeve robe, this huge phantom of the primordial land immediately slammed into the Zhutian Demon Ancestor, carrying an irresistible terrifying power, and rumbled past!

"In the beginning..."

Zhutian Demon Ancestor murmured as he stared at the phantom of the land of Absolute Beginning that was pressing horizontally in front of him, his eyes seemed to reflect the land of Absolute Beginning countless years ago.

He recognized it at a glance, this is the world where he was first born.

To rule the heaven and earth with 108,000 ways, and to manifest the phantom of the land in the beginning, is the trick of the emperor in the beginning!

At that time, he was still Zhu Jiuyin, and he could only look up at the Heavenly Emperor who stood above the Nine Heavens and let him rule over many immortals and gods in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The way of heaven, but the gap with the Heavenly Emperor at the beginning is still outrageous!

The terrifying power of the phantom in the beginning of the land swept across, and Zhutian Demon Ancestor had no desire to resist, and his incarnation was instantly crushed into nothingness!

Immediately, the phantom of the land of the beginning disappeared without a trace.

The sky returned to calm.

The golden-robed emperor put away his sleeves, turned to look at the golden crow girl, sized her up, and said, "Little Eleven?"

"Father!" The Golden Crow girl looked at the Golden-robed Emperor with joy.

She secretly thought in her heart that the father emperor really deserves to be the father emperor. An ordinary demon ancestor like Zhutian Demon Ancestor can be killed on the spot with a wave of his sleeve!

"Imperial Father? Why don't you call me Dad?" The Emperor Jinpao looked at the Golden Crow girl with a strange look, "But why are you so small again? I like big ones..."

The Golden Crow girl was stunned, always feeling that her father's eyes were a little strange, and said cautiously, "Dad?"

At this time, the world shook slightly, and the nearby space suddenly became distorted and blurred, as if it was isolated.

"In the beginning."

A ray of supreme goodness, sage and supreme will suddenly penetrated the endless faraway land and descended into this isolated space. Feminine phantom.

"Mother Nuwa!" said the Jinwu girl in surprise.

Empress Nuwa, actually dropped the projection of divine sense at such a time?

Although the power of the Heavenly Dao side cannot come to incarnate in the human world like the great power of the outside world, it is still very simple to come to the spiritual sense, and there is no need for an intermediary.

Immediately, before the girl of the Golden Crow could say anything, she felt like a flower in front of her eyes, and she was also excluded from this isolated space.

in an isolated space.

"Nuwa?" The golden-robed emperor looked at the phantom of Empress Nuwa, but his eyes were as dazed as they were absent-minded, and as vast as the sky.

"In the beginning, why did you do it yourself?" asked the Queen Mother Nuwa.

"I?"

The corner of Emperor Jinpao's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "Why do you all think I'm like the Heavenly Emperor in the beginning? I am me, I am not the Heavenly Emperor in the beginning."

Empress Nuwa's phantom was not surprised at all, she just nodded lightly and said, "That's right, since you and his soul have become one, it is neither the beginning nor him, but the new you."

The golden-robed emperor was a little at a loss.

"But..." Empress Nuwa's phantom looked at the golden-robed emperor, and said softly, "You shot in the world, but you didn't wake up 'It'? Is this the special thing about your union with him?"

"I'm dreaming..." The golden-robed emperor murmured.

"Dream?" Empress Nuwa's phantom of spiritual sense looked at the golden-robed emperor, and suddenly said: "Is this his magical power? The incarnation of dreams, so he can avoid 'it'?"

Why is this dream so bizarre, Empress Nuwa looks so illusory, is this a mosaic? The next plot shouldn't be discordant... The Emperor Jinpao was a little stunned, and then he felt that his eyes were dark.

The next moment, the avatar dissipated.

And Empress Nuwa looked at the place where the golden-robed emperor dissipated thoughtfully, and whispered to herself: "The unity of heaven and foreign ways... It's only been six hundred years, and it's almost a success in the beginning..."

Immediately, the phantom of the goddess Nuwa's spiritual sense also dissipated into nothingness.

…

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Sioux City, in a calligraphy and painting shop in a remote alley.

Behind the screen, Lin Zhishui, who was lying on the cot, still closed his eyes and was asleep, muttering indistinct babble in his mouth.

"Well…"

Suddenly, Lin Zhishui suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling blankly, rubbed his eyes, and then sat up slowly, recalling the dream just now.

"Hi..." He scratched his scalp and muttered, "What dream did you have..."

He remembered that in the dream, in a hazy and illusory scene, two strange rays of light poured into his body, as if he had found himself, which made him feel very comfortable.

Later, he remembered that the dream suddenly changed, and suddenly there was something like an earthworm or a baby snake. He even called him 'Father Emperor', and later... If I remember correctly, there was actually the Empress Nuwa?

Empress Nuwa seems to be very beautiful, but...it looks like she is wearing mosaics?

"Sure enough, do you think about it every day and dream at night?"

Lin Zhishui rubbed his temples with a headache, "I saw Xiao Eleven only two days ago, and I dreamed of her after taking a nap, and actually thought of her as such a petite little loli... I'm not a beast, Damn...how did you wake up so soon??"

He rubbed his sleepy cheeks, which were a little stiff, and continued to recall the dream: "And the goddess Nuwa, what did you say? But why is there a mosaic, shouldn't it be... cough, sin, sin, unintentional offense, all of them Blame the broken book "The Transformation of the Three Realms", for how beautifully the Empress Nuwa was painted!"

As for that illusory dream, after Lin Zhishui woke up, he had almost forgotten about it, and his memory was blurry.

"Wash your face..."

Lin Zhishui went out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face. After sobering up, he returned to the desk, ready to continue practicing painting.

After he cut the paper, he picked up a brush next to him - he didn't use his favorite brush, he had been practicing with his favorite brush recently, and it was time to check his own level.

"what?"

After drawing a few strokes, Lin Zhishui was slightly startled, and looked at the brush in his hand strangely.

He painted a picture of the ancestors of the Three Qing Dynasty.

Recently, he has been using his beloved brush to draw the pictures on "The Change of the Three Realms", because the pictures on it are too difficult to copy.

But now, when he sketches with an ordinary brush, he feels very flexible and has a feeling of being handy.

In this case, only when I used my favorite brush in the past, I would have this extremely smooth feeling!

In the past, he relied on this kind of touch to make calligraphy and painting more flexible, to raise his skill level to a new level, and to make the picture scroll of copybooks very artistic.

And now... without using your beloved brush, you actually have this extremely smooth feeling?

"Is this brush suitable for me too?"

Lin Zhishui picked up the other brush next to him in disbelief, dipped it in paint and ink, and continued to draw and outline, but found that the feeling was still there!

He couldn't help being a little stunned: "What's going on?"

Since he got his beloved brush, he can achieve today's achievements entirely by relying on the extremely smooth feeling of this brush to perform so well. This brush is also his biggest secret.

And now, without your beloved brush, how can you feel this way?

"Did I improve my level so fast? Got enlightened?"

Lin Zhishui couldn't believe it. He always felt that something was not right. He glanced at his beloved brush again, and became even more confused: "Is it because I have used this brush so much that I am completely used to it?"

He knew that there was something wrong with this beloved brush. It was definitely not an ordinary brush. He regarded it as a golden finger, maybe it was the treasure of an ancient calligrapher, and he even imagined that there might be ghosts of ancient calligraphers hidden in the brush. This pen is so great.

Although he's an atheist, the pen does count as something magical, and it makes him have to think about it.

"Try this pen again."

Lin Zhishui picked up his favorite brush beside him and painted it on the paper with paint.

This time the feel is still the same, as if...it has become a normal pen.

"really…"

After a while, Lin Zhishui murmured and put down the brush. He didn't know whether to be happy or what. The brush that had been with him for a long time, to this day... finally has nothing to do with him.

Is it because he copied too many difficult paintings recently, causing his own skill level to continue to rise, just because he has been using his beloved brush, so he didn't realize it?

Maybe this is growth.

"what?"

Lin Zhishui carefully stared at the colored and ink handwriting on the paper, and was surprised to find that the part drawn with his favorite brush was obviously much more vivid and seemed to have a real atmosphere.

Obviously it is the same paint, how can the effect be different?

Could it be that... because of the improvement of his own level, the golden finger has also developed a new effect?

This is definitely a brand new feature that wasn't there in the past!

I go…

Is this brush really a gold finger?

"You're wrong..."

Lin Zhishui was stunned, stared at the brush he loved in his hand, and called out cautiously, "System? Hi? Open Sesame? Hello? Turn on the system, accept the binding... Wake up, Dad?"

However, the brush did not respond, and there was no beeping sound.

"I still don't believe it."

Lin Zhishui put down his beloved brush, cut out a new piece of paper, picked up an ordinary brush, and began to draw on the paper the most familiar Nuwa Empress whom he had dated in his dreams.

The feel of changing the brush is exactly the same, but with the same paint, the color of the ordinary brush is obviously not so vivid, just the same as before.

Maybe it was because of enlightenment or advanced level, but this time I painted very quickly.

Flowing clouds and water, extremely smooth.

In just half an hour, a lifelike picture of Nuwa appeared on the scroll, which was even slightly better than the picture of Nuwa that was given to Xiao Snake before.

Lin Zhishui cut out another new piece of paper, this time he changed his favorite brush, and began to draw the same Nuwa picture on the paper.

Feel the same.

But it's obviously the same paint, but after changing his favorite brush this time ~www.novelbuddy.com~ the color on the painting is obviously more vivid, making him wonder if the paint is really hidden in the brush.

When the Nuwa picture was finished, Lin Zhishui placed the two Nuwa pictures together, and immediately saw the obvious difference.

Although the picture of Nuwa drawn with ordinary brushes is lifelike, you can tell at a glance that the level is very high, and it has great charm, but it is still a painting after all.

But the picture of Nuwa drawn with his beloved brush made him feel as if Nuwa was really about to fly out, with a lively and agile feeling.

"It's not the same... Really unlocked new functions?"

Lin Zhishui stared at his beloved brush in amazement and fantasized about it: "This...couldn't it be the magic brush Ma Liang's brush? Is it possible...in the end, it can make what you draw come true?"

He couldn't help but get excited: "Then... do I want to draw Xiao Sui?"

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PS: (I went...let someone help me send it, but I forgot...my attendance!)