The scenery in front of Yankang Guoshi's eyes changed abruptly, and when the light in front of them returned to normal, they had come to a heavenly court, where the palace was majestic, the sacred mountains were continuous, and the divine light reflected the world.
"Is this the world in the painting?"
Yankang Guoshi was extremely shocked. If this is the world in the painting, then this place is too vast!
He looked around, and there was no end to the Heavenly Palace!
The sky is full of high gods, some are stalwart, some are sacred, some are detached, but more of them are walking around, looking for friends, pushing cups and cups, and drinking.
Qin Mu led him into the painting and into this heavenly feast. The promenade is like a bridge, the neon lights are flying, the sun and the moon are hung on the pavilion, and there are divine birds covered in flames as candles in the lanterns, emitting light and heat.
There are also goddesses playing the strings and blowing strange instruments, and some women are dancing on the lotus leaves in the air, and the whole body is full of flowers.
There was a drunk god man staggering around, holding a flagon and shaking to tease the shy and timid shy goddess.
Yankang Guoshi was dizzying, their location turned out to be the center of the feast, there were countless gods around them, and the sacred mountain in the distance was shining brightly.
Tu Bo was not far away from him, with a nine-curved horn on his head, sitting still, the fireworks under his body swirled like an abyss.
There are also several extremely stalwart existences, high above the sky, with unknown faces, and their majesty is not inferior to Tu Bo.
"National Teacher, you are entering the city like a turtle now, similar to when I first entered Xianglong City!"
Qin Mu laughed loudly, and suddenly brought a jug of wine from the plate held by the goddess passing by, and drank it with his head tilted back.
The goddess was furious, and shouted: "Where did the little devil come from? This is the holy wine for the gods, and you can touch it too?"
"Whispering!"
Qin Mu raised his foot, kicked the goddess flying, took another jug of wine from the flying plate, stuffed it into Yankang Guoshi's hand, jumped on the jade table in front of a tall god, and drank with his head up.
The god was furious, and raised his muxu-sized palm to cover it. Qin Mu reached out and drew his sword, flying out with a broken arm.
Qin Mu laughed loudly, threw the jade table into the air, and shouted loudly: "In the poem, the sun, the moon, and the wine are among the immortals, and the majestic flying up to the nine heavens!"
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The head of the high and mighty god was cut off by his sword, Qin Mu raised his head and rushed into the palace, making a big disturbance in the sky, countless gods and men violently rose up and came to kill him. With a flash of sword in Qin Mu's hand, he lifted up a god, cut off his head one by one, rushed to Tubo's side, hung the head in his hand on the Tubo's horn, and said with a laugh: "I'm relegated to Penglai Jinji!" Outside, in front of the treasured abbot Yutang!"
Tubo rose violently, and with a shake of his body, his body suddenly became ten thousand feet high, and there was boundless divine fire under his feet.
Qin Mu urged the sword pill, and the eight thousand swords circled Tu Bo, spinning around the sword, cutting the great god into countless pieces, and then rubbing his hands together, countless flying swords swept across all directions like a long dragon, and laughed loudly. : "It will have a dragon body hundreds of feet long, and it will still be covered with forest forest and phoenix wings!"
Countless gods and men flooded in like a tide and drowned him.
I saw the divine light soaring into the sky, Qin Mu soared into the sky from the stumped limbs, flicked his sword and sang, unrestrained: "How dare a thousand people fight with their hands tied, it is too difficult for all gods to look back! National teacher, I will break the gods in your heart!" !"
Yankang Guoshi laughed loudly, suddenly the previous depression was swept away, he was full of energy, and said loudly: "The god in my heart, why do you need to break it?"
He strode forward, swaying the light of the sword in his hand, his fighting power was higher than Qin Mu's, and wherever he passed, gods and gods fell down.
In Lingxiao Temple, countless gods and demons rushed to kill them.
Qin Mu and Yankang Guoshi stood shoulder to shoulder and back to back, and massacred wantonly at the gate of this Tianmen.
After a long time, the corpses of gods and demons piled up all over the mountains and plains, and endless gods came rushing in, and the sound of killing shook the sky.
"When will this kill?"
Yankang Guoshi shouted: "You come to guard the door, I will kill the Emperor of Heaven!"
Qin Mu responded, "Go!"
Yankang Guoshi rushed into the Lingxiao Palace, and the corpses of gods were everywhere in the palace.
boom-
Yankang Guoshi flew back and hit the wall of the main hall next to Qin Mu. Qin Mu was taken aback. The gods here are obviously weak in cultivation, and the painter who painted this magnificent scene is not skilled enough, so even he can kill.
However, Yankang Guoshi was beaten back by the Heavenly Emperor!
Qin Mu blinked, and said something bad: "This painter is also a sycophant. I am afraid that all his painting skills have been used on the Emperor of Heaven, which is why the Emperor of Heaven in the painting is so powerful."
Pastor Qin has a deep understanding of how powerful the artist's paintings are.
The power of painting depends not only on the painter's painting skills, but also on the subject of the painting.
The stronger and deeper the painting skills, the stronger the power of the things drawn. Of course, it also depends on the artist's intentions.
This painter didn't pay much attention to other gods and demons, and didn't put much effort into them, so the strength of these gods and demons is not strong, even the strength of beings like Tu Bo is average.
And who is the subject of the painting is also extremely important.
For example, the picture of the sword god carrying the sword in the picture of the village head that the deaf man painted when he was young shows amazing power and power!
When this painter painted the Emperor of Heaven, he must have put his utmost care in capturing the charm of the Emperor of Heaven, so the strength of this Emperor of Heaven is so strong that he can knock the Imperial Master of Yankang into the air!
Qin Mu felt a little apprehensive. He brought Yankang Guoshi into the painting to break the fear in the Guoshi's heart. If Yankang Guoshi couldn't even defeat the Emperor of Heaven in the painting, this kind of setback would probably completely destroy the Guoshi's faith. collapse!
But at this moment, Yankang Guoshi came down from the wall and rushed out again, his fighting spirit was raging, unabated!
After a while, Yankang Guoshi flew back again, Qin Mu urged eight thousand swords to slaughter the gods who came, looked at the Guoshi on the wall, and saw Yankang Guoshi was beaten black and blue.
"Uh, it's a bit tricky. The strength of the Heavenly Emperor in the painting is probably higher than that of the gods..."
Just as he thought of this, Yankang Guoshi rushed over again.
Boom.
Yankang Guoshi was beaten back again.
So again and again.
The Tianmen in front of the Lingxiao Palace was already filled with corpses of gods and demons, and Qin Mu was also panting from exhaustion. The Yankang Guoshi still rushed to the Heavenly Emperor on the top of the Lingxiao Palace again and again, and was beaten back again and again, each time was more miserable .
Qin Mu's eyes flickered, and he was about to take out the Wulei Pot, thinking: "Even if we try our best to blow up here, the emperor in the painting cannot completely defeat the national teacher..."
Yankang Guoshi rushed out again, and after a while, all the shouting and killing suddenly stopped, and all the gods and demons outside Lingxiao Temple showed fear, turned and fled in all directions.
Qin Mu was stunned, and looked back, only to see Yankang Guoshi standing behind him holding the head of the Emperor of Heaven.
At this moment, although Yankang Guoshi was covered with bruises, he smiled innocently.
The two looked at each other and laughed together.
Master Yankang raised his arms and threw the head of the Emperor of Heaven far away from Lingxiao Hall, and said loudly: "Come out of the ban with the sword, and hold the king's head in your hand. The Heavenly Sword is so heroic, I can actually comprehend the artistic conception of his sword technique at this moment !"
Qin Mu was sore all over, walked into the hall, and said with a smile: "You are a pervert, your understanding is too high, Grandpa Tu has taught me for so many years, I only figured out the beauty of his sword technique, and you are a swordsman, It just so happens that I can comprehend his artistic conception of Dao of the Sword. My comprehension is far inferior to yours."
Yankang Guoshi turned around and said seriously: "People's understanding will grow with the improvement of vision and knowledge, and so will wisdom. Your current cultivation base is not strong enough, and when you reach my realm, you will be able to break through it." All mysteries are possible. In the future, you will not lose to me, you will only be stronger than me. You can think of using a feast in the heavens to break the spirit in my heart and restore my Dao heart, but I can't think of it. Why should the leader belittle himself?"
Qin Mu came to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, dragged the headless body of the Emperor of Heaven to one side, sat down on the throne, and said in surprise: "The national teacher thinks I can surpass your straight line?"
Yankang Guoshi smiled and said: "You are a junior, if the junior can't surpass the senior, wouldn't this world be too sad. What's more, you are still domineering."
Qin Mu was full of confidence, nodded and said: "That's true, I am a domineering body, and I must be stronger than you."
Yankang Guoshi's face darkened.
Qin Mu moved his buttocks to give up half of the seat, and said, "Come, take the seat that only the emperor of heaven can sit in."
The national teacher hesitated: "This...isn't that good?"
"Come on, sit down. The scenery here is beautiful!"
"it is good."
The National Master Yankang sat down, and the two looked at the scenery outside the Lingxiao Hall. After a while, the National Master Yankang said: "You can have a panoramic view of the world. Sitting on this seat, you have boundless power. Any world, any creature's Birth and death are all in my mind. Master, is there such a desire for power in your heart?"
Qin Mu sat there, and said leisurely: "If I say yes, will you kill me immediately and get rid of future troubles for the emperor?"
The two looked at each other, Yankang Guoshi withdrew his gaze, and said quietly: "No. I will only be wary of you."
He stood up, and his face returned to calm, as indifferent as before, as if nothing could change him. However, Qin Mu knew that after experiencing the heavenly feast in this painting, the Taoist heart of Yankang Guoshi had entered a state of unpredictability.
The strength of his Dao heart can no longer be destroyed.
At this time, Yankang Guoshi has no flaws in his heart.
Qin Mu stood up and walked out of the painting, with something in mind: "Only by breaking the despair in my heart can I ignite greater hope and fighting spirit."
The two walked out of the murals on the wall one after the other, keeping their feet on the ground.
Master Yankang looked back at the mural, and saw that the palace in the painting was still the same, but there were countless corpses of gods and demons in the sky, and some gods and demons were hiding in the corner tremblingly, trembling with horror on their faces.
Qin Mu stepped forward and erased the few strokes he had drawn, and the mural was restored to its original state.
Qin Mu scratched his head, puzzled and said: "The artist who drew this picture is extremely accomplished, not inferior to me. But why is there a corner missing in this painting? With his attainment, it is possible to make the painting in this painting People have life, and everyone in the event can walk around and communicate, but without this corner, the painting will be dead."
"Probably broken."
The Imperial Master Yankang walked out and said: "The battle outside should be over, right? Xiong Xiyu should be re-elected as Palace Master, and Xitu will be merged into Yankang Kingdom."
Qin Mu followed him, and said with a smile: "If you have the emperor's order, recite the imperial order at this time, and make Xiong Xiyu the master of Zhentian Palace, the effect should be better."
Yankang Guoshi took out the imperial decree and said: "Before my trip this time, I asked the emperor to write the imperial decree in advance."
"The emperor is also an old fox." Qin Mu said with emotion.
When the two left the hall, a painting of a goddess suddenly moved in the mural. Looking around, they found no one around, so they trotted all the way and ran out from the painting against the wall.
——The third update! The house pig hadn't eaten yet, so he went to eat, and then watched TV. Hunan Satellite TV, Zhaizhu made a fool of himself on stage, forgot his words, stage fright, what are you guys waiting for? Must see!