The Tiandao Pavilion disciple surnamed Lu almost collapsed. He left the Forest of Mystery in less than half an hour, which greatly stimulated the senses of him and the observing brothers.
And this moment...
Understanding the first piece of the Nine Heavens Holy Picture at a glance, can anyone believe this? Of course no one believed it, but this thing happened right in front of their eyes.
How could you not believe it
In short, at that moment, the Tiandao Pavilion disciple named Lu and the fellow brothers around him really felt as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Even now, he has not fully recovered.
The Sixth Elder and the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion disciples were also completely stunned.
How long has it been
How long has it been since Fang Zhengzheng entered the Nine Heavens
How could it be so fast
How could it be so fast!
…
Holy Rain Pond, in the Ninth Heaven.
Fang Zhengzheng looked at the picture scroll that suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. He really couldn't react for a moment. What happened? Does this count as broken
While he was thinking this, the scenery in front of him also changed. The next moment, he found himself on another piece of green grass, and right in front of him, there were nearly thirty Tiandao Pavilion disciples staring intently. Staring at themselves, everyone's face looked as exaggerated as if they had seen a ghost.
In fact, if something like this happened, whoever it was would have such an expression.
Nearly thirty Tiandao Pavilion disciples looked at Fang Zhengzheng who appeared in front of them, feeling the majestic voice still echoing in their ears, and were completely confused.
"How did Fang Zhengzheng come to Jiuzhongtian?"
"No, how did he get to the second heaven of the ninth heaven?"
"When did he come out of the Mysterious Forest?"
"Is this guy really a human?!"
Countless questions echoed in the minds of nearly thirty Tiandao Pavilion disciples, just like thunder and lightning flashing across their minds for a long time.
Of course, compared to the nearly thirty Tiandao Pavilion disciples standing in the second heaven of the ninth heaven, at this moment, the four remaining disciples who were still in the first heaven were obviously really frightened.
As a disciple of Tiandao Pavilion.
They also have their own dignity. They were once known as geniuses in one field and were revered and appreciated by countless people.
And now...
They fell behind, behind the vast majority of Tiandao Pavilion disciples.
More than thirty Tiandao Pavilion disciples entered the Nine Heavens to view the Nine Heavens Holy Picture, but they have not yet deciphered the first picture.
This has dealt a severe blow to their hearts.
But Fang Zhengzheng's behavior undoubtedly added another fire to this violent blow, and it was still a fire that could make them want to live and die.
The four Tiandao Pavilion disciples, you look at me, I look at you, recalling in my mind the scene where Fang Zhengzheng understood the Nine Heavens Holy Map at a glance, their eyes are full of desolation, they really have a feeling that they have no hope for life. Feel.
“…”
"What just happened?"
"He... he seems to have understood this nine... nine-day holy picture?!"
The four Tiandao Pavilion disciples looked at the scroll still suspended above their heads, as well as the thick strokes of ink on the scroll. Finally, they couldn't bear the blow, their feet gave out, and they sat down directly on the ground.
And Yan Qing's current expression is also a little strange.
He didn't lose, and of course, he didn't win either, because he and Fang Zhengzheng entered the world of Jiuzhongtian at almost the same time.
Of course…
This is not the point.
The point is, Fang Zhengzheng, who entered the ninth heaven at the same time as him, seems to have reached the second heaven of the ninth heaven now, while he is still standing in the same place.
"Is this picture so simple?" Yan Qing raised his head and looked at the scroll above his head, looking at the thick stroke of ink.
For a moment, he seemed to have entered another world, a world without anything, no mountains, no water, no trees, no flowers and no grass.
Some are just blank, completely blank.
This is where
A heavy sense of oppression hit Yan Qing, causing him to unconsciously pump his fists, one punch, two punches, three punches... he kept pumping his fists and striking out.
However, the blank is still blank.
Nothing has changed.
wrong!
I should be in the world of Jiuzhongtian, and I should be looking at the Holy Picture of Jiuzhongtian. By the way, that stroke is that stroke, the stroke on the white scroll.
Yan Qing's fist unconsciously started to swing according to that stroke, from top to bottom, very slowly, but he was swinging with great difficulty.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and it seemed that in an instant, the white world was broken open by this punch.
The original white color disappeared, the trees and green grass appeared again, the picture in front of me disappeared, and a majestic voice sounded in my ears.
"Yan Qing, enter the second heaven!"
"..." The four remaining Tiandao Pavilion disciples who were sitting on the grass in the first heaven looked at Yan Qing who had disappeared in front of them again, with lips curling up and two tears falling in the drizzle.
Do you want to hit people like this? !
…
"Do you want to hit people like this?!"
In the second heaven of the ninth heaven, nearly thirty disciples of the Tiandao Pavilion had the same thoughts as the four disciples of the first heaven.
Because, the majestic voice in the sky has sounded again.
"Fang Zhengzheng, enter the third heaven!"
"…Third Heaven!"
“…”
Is there anything more shocking than grabbing the starting line, only to be overtaken from behind after running for almost half an hour
have!
That is, he was surpassed only in the second heaven!
"..." The nearly thirty disciples standing in the Tiandao Pavilion were really speechless. They really couldn't understand how evil a person must be to be able to become a demon in less than a quarter of an hour. Within a short time, the second Nine Heavens Holy Picture in front of you was destroyed
Shocked.
At the same time as they were shocked, another voice also sounded in their ears.
"Yan Qing, enter the second heaven!"
"..." The nearly thirty disciples of Tiandao Pavilion subconsciously looked at Yan Qing who appeared in front of them, and their faces turned red in an instant.
Sure enough, this is a world where monsters are rampant!
As a senior who has been in Tiandao Pavilion for several years, after being attacked by a monster, he was chased by a junior who had just started.
How can they bear such a blow in their hearts
Ashamed, extremely ashamed.
And Yan Qing obviously didn't notice the expressions of the senior brothers in front of him. In other words, he entered the second heaven and didn't even look at them.
Because, when he entered the second level, he also heard the voice ringing in his ears.
Fang Zhengzheng…
It has entered the third heaven.
Although the competition agreed between him and Fang Zhengyi was over, in Yan Qing's heart, how could a competition without a winner really be considered over
So, he is still competing.
But this time, he was obviously competing to see who could get higher.
"So fast, really fast! But I... must surpass you!" Yan Qing secretly made up his mind and looked at the second Nine Heavens Holy Picture hanging in the sky.
Compared with the first Nine Heavens Holy Picture, the second picture in front of you obviously has more words and ink, but it is only a little more.
This is an unusually sloppy picture.
It looks like someone who doesn't know anything about calligraphy and painting smeared it on at will. However, such casual smearing gives people a very natural feeling.
Nothing can be seen on the scroll.
Of course, if I have to use something to describe it, it would be fog, thick fog, or it can also be called wind, the wind that smeared on the painting at will.
"What does this mean?" Unlike when he saw the first scroll and instantly entered another world, this time Yan Qing was obviously a little confused.
…
"The one stroke in the first painting obviously represents the simplicity of all things, while in the second painting, nature means all things are natural. Isn't this Nine Heavens Holy Picture too simple?" Fang Zhengzheng looked at the endless grassland in front of him and the top of his head. The third Nine Heavens Holy Picture appeared and he curled his lips casually.
Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling of desolation arose in his heart, as if a master was too lonely, as if he were standing on top of a mountain and couldn't see his opponent.
However, at this moment, a voice also sounded in his ears.
"Chi Guyan, enter the fifth heaven!"
"...the fifth heaven!"
“…”
"Fuck!" Fang Zhengzheng subconsciously raised his middle finger above his head. Originally, he thought that as long as he went to the next level, he could give Chi Guyan a big surprise.
But now it seems that I have obviously thought too much.
Sure enough, he started fast, really fast. He had just entered the third heaven, and Chi Guyan had already entered the fifth heaven.
A world of difference.
Not small!
On the contrary, it is very big.
Because Fang Zhengzheng knew very well that the further back he went, the more difficult it would be to decipher the scroll.
Just like just now, when he saw the second painting, he thought of the word "all things are natural", but thinking about it and thinking about it are two completely different things.
We must hurry up!
Fang Zhengzheng's eyes quickly looked at the scroll above his head. It was a splash of ink. Starting from the upper left of the scroll, the ink was rich and thick. As he went to the lower right, the ink gradually became clearer. Finally, Disappeared without a trace.
Little by little ink, big and small, is splashed around the scroll. It seems random, but there is a vague pattern.
Fang Zhengzheng frowned slightly.
Obviously, the difficulty of the painting in front of him was much greater than the previous two, because, for a moment, he was not sure what the meaning of the things painted in this painting came from.
Splash ink
This ink…
What does it represent
(End of chapter)