Qin Mu and the deaf man made their own paintings. One is to let go of their emotions and entrust their emotions in the painting, and the other is to let go of their ordinary hearts and only describe the other god with the state of mind of a true god.
What Qin Mu painted was God King Lang Wo, but not God King Lang Wo, but the lover in his heart.
Deaf people want to complete the transformation of their own way of painting, and use painting to carry their own way and their own gods.
His breath became more and more ethereal, and the divinity in 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 brush strokes, a new god was being born.
After a long time, Qin Mu was the first to put down the pen in his hand and finished his painting.
The deaf man is still creating a life with slender brushstrokes. His brush emits the soft light of the way of creation, and the flesh and blood of the woman in the painting, icy muscle and jade bones, emerges under his brush.
The divinity of the woman in the painting jumps out.
There is no flaw in her beauty, her temperament is so elegant and refined, her appearance is natural, and the clothes on her body are also the most beautiful clothes.
That skin seems to have gathered all the spirits in the world, her jade fingers are lush, and her fingerprints are as changeable as the Tao. She seems to be an elf born from all the good things, but it was created by a deaf man.
When the deaf man painted the last stroke, everyone present could feel a vague breath gradually overflowing from the painting. It was a kind of acquired avenue 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.
Looking at this scene, Qin Mu was touched in his heart. He opened his vertical eyes between his brows and looked around, and saw that the deaf man's way was like illusory smoke, spreading around at a seemingly slow but swift speed. Branded in the heaven and earth, branded in the void.
This is not a change of law, nor a change of way, but an extra law and way in this world.
The deaf man appeared extremely peaceful, and with this stroke, Lang Wo in the painting had life, a soul, and his own way.
Finally, he put down his pen and finished 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 full of calm but joyful emotions.
He feels his own Tao, and as one of the two weakest people among the nine elders in the disabled village, he has always paid no attention to martial arts and supernatural powers, nor has he cared.
If it wasn't for Qin Mu's urging and the supervision of the people in Disabled Elderly Village, the deaf man would never try to destroy his divine bridge to open up the Tianhe Divine Treasure, nor would he deliberately improve his cultivation.
But now, he could feel his vitality and spirit flowing along a mysterious route, which was his naturally formed technique.
The so-called magical powers are actually manifestations of Dao. In the past, what he practiced was other people's martial arts, and what he sought was his own Dao, so he didn't pay much attention to cultivation.
But now, he has found his own way, and it can even be said that he has created his own way. With the way, skills and supernatural powers, everything will come naturally and run naturally.
Articles are made naturally, and they can be obtained by chance.
The same is true for painting.
It's so mysterious and mysterious, it's so wonderful, it's just so incredible.
Granny Si and the pharmacist leaned forward and looked at their paintings, each admiring.
With a smile on her face, Granny Si quietly poked the pharmacist, and said in a low voice, "Do you understand?"
The pharmacist smiled and whispered, "I don't understand."
"Me too." Granny Si said in a low voice with a smile on her face.
Divine King Lang Wo also stepped forward, carefully looking at the two paintings, the painting of the deaf man, the person in the painting is like another her, delicate and elegant, it depicts her heart without dust.
The woman in the painting is quiet and far away, she is as beautiful as her, she in the painting can also move, the other she is in another world, has her own thoughts, has her own thinking, and even has her own soul Cultivation and supernatural powers.
The two of them looked at each other across the border.
Divine King Lang Wo was full of 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 paintings are not bad either."
God King Lang Wo looked at Qin Mu's painting. Qin Mu couldn't grasp her divinity, and there were some differences between her in the painting and the real her. Compared with the deaf man's skills, Qin Mu was much inferior.
Divine King Lang Wo looked at the person in the painting. The Lang Wo in the painting looked like a quiet young girl. She was standing on top of the big snake, holding a flower in her hands and sniffing gently on her lips. shyness and smile.
"The person in the painting of the Holy Child looks like me, but it is not me. It is probably the Holy Child who entrusted his own feelings."
Divine King Lang Wo turned his eyes and said with a smile, "Can you give me these two paintings?"
The deaf man nodded and said, "Girl, just take it."
Qin Mu also nodded.
The deaf man pulled him over, and the old and the young were painting again. While painting, the deaf man taught Qin Mu his own experience in creating the way of painting.
Divine King Lang Wo put away the two paintings and rolled them up. After thinking for a moment, she took out one of the scrolls. That scroll burned and quickly turned into ashes.
Divine King Lang Wo stared at the extinguished fire with dim eyes, then waved his hand, and the ashes dispersed.
Granny Si said quietly: "Yao Shi, which painting do you think she burned?"
The pharmacist pondered: "I think what she burned was the one painted by Mu'er. Mu'er painted her ugly. If it were me, if the deaf painted me 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 deaf man's painting is too similar. As a person with a peerless appearance, she doesn't need another her, and she doesn't need to keep the deaf man's painting. Keeping the deaf man's painting will give her a kind of sustenance. If Frustrated, she will feel that her life in the world of the painting is better. She is immortal, strong-hearted, and does not need another self."
Granny Si said: "If she wants to appreciate her own appearance, she can just take out the mirror and take a picture. On the contrary, Mu'er's paintings can let her see her missing emotions. Although they are not perfect, taking them out to appreciate them can make her feel better." She has a different kind of feeling."
The pharmacist smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, this is just your guess. It's impossible for us to know which painting she burned, unless she tells me."
Granny Si is quite confident: "I think the kung fu practiced by this Divine King Lang Wo should be a strange kung fu. The higher the level of cultivation, the less emotion, because emotion is actually more precious. Cultivate to a high level. , she can't help herself, she can't help but keep her divinity without giving up her emotions. Therefore, she naturally wants to cherish precious things."
She couldn't help thinking of her own experience, feeling a little sad in her heart, and said: "Only what is lost is precious."
Qin Mu and the others lived in the Tiansheng Academy, while Shu Jun and Lang Wo were busy reading the books in the Tiansheng Academy, reviewing the achievements of the Yankang Reform, participating in the study of various exercises and supernatural powers.
Divine King Lang Wo has already opened up the Divine Treasure and the Heavenly Palace. If he wants to renovate the Tianhe Divine Treasure, he must destroy his own Divine Bridge Divine Treasure. Xu De took on a great danger, so he was a little hesitant.
Shu Jun didn't have this trouble, and opened up the spiritual treasure of the soul.
However, he soon discovered that he had borrowed the emperor's divine consciousness to enhance his physical body, raising his physical body to the level of a god in the realm of Ling Xiao, 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 develop a spiritual embryo in this physical body!
The so-called seven great treasures were all opened up in the physical body, and his physical body has been so powerful that it cannot be opened!
"The mortals in Yankang are divided into mortals who can cultivate and those who cannot. This is determined by the spiritual treasure."
The pharmacist is proficient in pharmacology, so he prepared a large medicine barrel, made a barrel of smelly potion, let Shujun jump in, and said: "In the past, there were only four spirit bodies in Yankang, the blue dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the basalt. A mortal without a spiritual body can only be a warrior at best, and cannot open the spiritual embryo divine treasure to become a supernatural being. Later, Muer destroyed the divine bridge and opened up the Tianhe divine treasure. He did not delve into the things that ordinary people cannot cultivate, but I did I got it."
The pharmacist laughed and said: "The reason why the four spirit bodies can cultivate is because their spiritual embryos are inherited from their ancestors, and they are born with the spiritual embryos! You only need to open the spiritual embryos and you can practice!"
"Those mortals who can't cultivate are because their ancestors didn't have supernatural powers, so they don't have the spiritual treasure in their bodies. But this doesn't mean that they really can't practice! They just need to master the method of opening the spiritual treasure, Once you open up a spiritual embryo treasure, you can practice and become a supernatural power!"
The pharmacist was very excited, and said to Shu Jun who was soaking medicinal materials in a big wooden barrel: "This is what I have been researching these years. According to the structure of each person's physical body, I can determine the exact location of the spiritual treasure. Then use the elixir to Cultivate vitality, so that ordinary people can also gather the vitality to open up the spiritual treasure and become a supernatural person. However, your physical body is too strong, and you must first soften it with the help of medicine."
Shu Jun watched him pour a group of highly poisonous things into the wooden barrel, and couldn't help being startled, 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'll help you nourish your soul with some baby. That's how Mu'er came here back then, wrap it up, wrap it up..."
When those poisons were put into the bucket, Shu Jun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul, and he couldn't help sweating coldly on his forehead.
The pharmacist checked the poison in the barrel, and said: "Over the years, I have helped many ordinary people become supernatural powers, and you will become supernatural powers with my help... Your physical body seems to be too strong, and you need to add some little treasures." Son… "
After a long time, the pharmacist took out a silver needle and inserted it into Shujun's skin. Shujun's skin was pierced by the needle.
"Now that your physical body has softened, you can try to open up the spiritual treasure."
The pharmacist breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Shujun in the bucket, and saw that the Creator was foaming at the mouth and had lost his breath. He ran out quickly and said loudly: "Mu'er, Mu'er! Come here quickly! You The big-headed boy I brought was accidentally poisoned to death by me! The soul and artistic conception have left the body!"
Qin Mu rushed over quickly, and couldn't help urging Shujun's soul to draw Shujun's soul, and injected it into Shujun's body, saying, "Grandpa Pharmacist, did you put too much poison?"
The pharmacist blushed slightly, and said: "His physical strength is too high, so I added some more medicine, who knew his cultivation was so poor..."
In the medicine barrel, Shu Jun rolled his eyes again, and his soul left his body.
Qin Mu hurriedly summoned his soul again, injected his soul into his body, and then performed the Heavenly Demon Good Fortune Art to seal Shu Jun's soul in his body, and quickly said, "Detoxify first!"
The two of them worked for a while, and finally cleared part of the poison in Shujun's body, and then they were relieved.
Shu Jun wakes up leisurely, although with the help of the pharmacist he has opened up the first divine treasure, the spiritual fetus divine treasure, but he is as afraid of this bronze masked man as a tiger and dare not approach him.
The pharmacist asked him to drink tea, but Shu Jun also fidgeted, looking around, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on his forehead, and with Qin Mu by his side, he dared to drink the tea made by the pharmacist.
Qin Mu finally learned the exercises of the deaf, and said earnestly to the pharmacist, "Grandpa pharmacist, the deaf grandpa has already walked out of his own way. I learned his exercises and established the Dao Tiangong. Now I am still short of healing the Tiangong. The so-called boss If you don't work hard, the young and strong will be sad. If Grandpa Medicine Master doesn't work hard, I will be bullied outside. Look..."
——It’s the middle of the month, brothers, if you have a monthly pass, don’t keep it, ask for a monthly pass!