"Yes!" Granny Si and the others said in unison.
The deaf man reached into the abyss of Wuwang City, mana poured out, and a stream of magma shot up into the sky. The deaf man grabbed a large brush, used the magma as ink, and the earth as paper, and painted on the ground.
His pen is made of the tail hair of a fire wolf who has cultivated to the level of supernatural powers, and the rod is made of a divine bone obtained from a ruin in Daxu. Qin Mu often used it to play with it when he was young, but he would always be beaten by a deaf man. palm.
This kind of fire wolf's tail hair can be bathed in the fierce fire without being hurt, and the god bone can release mana as much as it wants, and write articles heartily!
The deaf man has always been gentle and refined, even a little pedantic, although he has extraordinary style when he is rich, like a high-ranking prince playing in the world. But when he had no money, he was poor and destitute, squatting on the corner of the street selling paintings without even daring to yell.
But now, when he holds his pen, the stroke of the pen suddenly becomes wild and wild, and the whole person suddenly becomes wild and wild, with the unique high-spirited spirit and unique madness and indulgence of a scholar who swears at Fang Qiu!
"Deaf man, I'll help you!"
When the butcher saw his brush strokes, his wandering strokes and the blazing painting, he couldn't help feeling a surge of pride, and swung his knife to level the ground, so that the deaf man could enjoy it.
Using vitality as a pillar, he stirred the magma in the air with the pillar of vitality in his hand, so that the magma would not freeze into stone, and chanted in a long voice: "The pen is like a dragon and a snake, the words are full of rivers and rivers, and the young year is full of virtue and art! To be crowned among the heroes. Whoever does not take the dragon's head will be spared, and his achievements will be outstanding."
"It's too much for him. It's a great reputation! Reminiscing about Zeng, looking at the place where we worshiped, the sky map in those days, today there is no false city. Sighing at the white-headed green shirt, and making Binhong again. I would like to write a volume of poems and essays, fighting the wind of immortals , Blow to Pengying!"
"Return to the land, smoke incense and pick up beauty, and become an old scholar!" Note
He has a lot of poetic sentiments, and each song has a heroic taste. It tells the whole life of a deaf man. From the prince of Tiantu, the leader in technology and industry, the book is full of the world, to the ruin of the country and family, poverty, selling paintings for a living, People can't help feeling both impassioned and sad and gray-haired.
"Abba!"
The mute gave a thumbs up, and there was a loud bang in the dantian, like a burning sun, and the iron furnace behind him was like a volcano erupting, and the blazing fire poured into the magma.
The fire was raging, and the butcher's vitality was like a pestle, stirring up the magma. The fire light illuminated his face and chest, roasting them red.
The deaf man laughed loudly, as if he was drunk, he indulged himself more and more, his footsteps staggered, and his brush became more and more uncertain, like a dragon or a snake, like a phoenix flying, like a dragonfly touching water, like a baby swallow learning to fly, Plow like an old cow.
Behind him, the primordial spirit emerged, holding a brush and painting with him, pouring all his heart and soul into writing magnificent articles and mountains and rivers.
Beside, Qin Mu, Bashan Jijiu, Granny Si and others were all stunned.
They had never imagined that the deaf man, who had always been serious and honest, had such a reckless and unrestrained side.
He used magma as ink and the earth as paper, and in a short period of time, he covered the ground with a radius of tens of acres covered with magma flames. The paintings on the ground were shrouded in the firelight, so golden that it was a bit dazzling.
Who would have thought that an old scholar would have such hearty pride in his heart
Deaf people don't listen to the painting, draw the sky and the earth, the sky is blank, the ground is blue, the wind, cloud, thunder and lightning, the mountains and rivers of Wei Wei, the gods and demons with different postures without a single duplicate, the endless army, Chilling, charging, those steel-like muscles and muscles are ferocious, and the sword is sharp and bright.
He drew the battlefield, and drew countless leaping and vigorous postures. Qin Mu and others just took a look, and felt that the gods and demons in the painting and the army were about to jump out of the painting!
The explosive power of those muscles, those figures who slashed down with knives, those lightning and thunder that are about to burst out from the clouds, those torrential downpours that are about to erupt, the whistling hurricane, raging tornado, collapsing mountain, boiling sea, It's so real!
Deaf, is drawing a magnificent world, is making this world come true!
The butcher's poems made his inspiration explode, his feelings agitated, and the pride and creative power in his chest were aroused. He was completely silent in this crazy creation, expressing his heart directly and indulging the fantasy in his heart.
After an unknown amount of time, the blind man said nervously: "The demon army is about to arrive! There are still a hundred miles away!"
The deaf man turned a deaf ear and continued to paint.
The blind man frowned and said, "There are eighty miles left!"
Qin Mu raised his head and looked eighty miles away, where the pitch-black demonic energy rushed toward him like black mist. His eyes opened up layers of patterns, and his heart was shocked. He saw countless huge monsters in the mountains. The monster tide flooded over the mountain peaks, running wildly all the way, brandishing all kinds of weird weapons, and rushing towards this side with their mouths open and shouting.
They were disheveled and their clothes were tattered. They didn't look like Luo Futian's demons, but they looked like fleeing refugees.
They are huge in size, run like flying, and have strange shapes, like monsters made up of different creatures. Their muscles and organs are rugged and deformed, and they are much more terrifying than the demons.
Some monsters are covered with heads of various races, and their arms are composed of countless arms twisted together. Some are covered in white bones, like monsters grown from skeletons, and some have large and small eyeballs on their faces. Some have countless legs and feet like centipedes.
Their weapons are also extremely primitive, big bone sticks with flesh and blood, bloodthirsty desire flashing in their eyes, destroying everything on the way.
"This is not a demon race, but a monster from Youdu!"
Qin Mu suppressed the shock in his heart, these are deformed monsters born from the wandering souls in Youdu absorbing the demon energy and nature of Youdu!
Youdu is not completely Tubo's territory. He has traveled to Youdu. Although it is not long, it can be seen that Tubo doesn't value power very much.
Tubo is most concerned with the rules.
Youdu's rules.
As long as the rules of Youdu are not violated, he will rarely interfere with the life forms of Youdu.
These Youdu monsters are the result of Tu Bo letting them go.
Suddenly, a series of extremely thick magic lights with black flames radiated from behind the surging army of monsters, like pillars of fire that wiped out the overall situation of monsters in front of you, continuously plowed forward, melted the mountains, evaporated the rivers, Set the trees on fire!
Qin Mu looked past these monsters, looked towards the source of the magic light, and saw dark demon gods like burning volcanoes behind the army. They were tall and burly, and they walked very slowly, but their steps were too big, and it was difficult to step out with one step. It is enough for these Youdu monsters to run for a long time.
"In Youdu, the demon god born from the combination of evil thoughts and demon nature, the ancestor of the demon clan!"
Qin Mu's mind was in a state of confusion, and he suddenly saw a lot of supernatural beings from Taihuangtian and Yankang fleeing in front of the army of monsters. They were obviously training and didn't pay attention to the army of monsters in Youdu. It was too late when they found out .
hum—
A black beam of tumbling flames plowed past, and more than a dozen supernatural powers immediately evaporated, leaving no bones left. The other supernatural powers hurriedly avoided, avoiding the eyes of the demon god, but they were immediately overwhelmed by the army of monsters coming like a tide.
These supernatural beings from Yankang and Taihuangtian disappeared completely without even stirring up a wave.
"Forty miles away!"
The blind man was very nervous and said loudly: "Deaf man, are you alright? Thirty miles away! Prepare for battle!"
As soon as he finished his words, the deaf man suddenly stopped his pen, a little more heavily, and brought the painting to life, and the flames whizzed past and flowed through the hundred-acre painting.
Using the pen as a gun, the deaf man picked it up heavily, and the hundred-acre painting suddenly stood up. Then, this unimaginably large painting gradually exuded an inexplicable atmosphere.
The painting is compatible with the heaven and the earth and disappears from their presence.
Boom, boom.
There was a sound of thunder in the sky, and lightning bolts awakened everyone. When they looked up, they saw that the sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds, and fire was flowing in the dark clouds, which was so intense that it was unimaginable.
The area covered by the flaming dark clouds is getting wider and wider, and the covering distance is getting bigger and bigger. Suddenly, a hurricane suddenly rises, and an incomparably thick tornado descends from the sky with raging flames, one, two, three...
In an instant, countless fire tornadoes looked like the dragons of the gods, hanging down, tearing the earth apart, igniting them, and frantically rolling forward!
Wow—
It was raining in the sky, but what fell was not rain, but lava fire rain. Huge pieces of lava with flames fell obliquely from the sky like raindrops, blasting towards the Youdu monster army that was rushing towards them, smashing Countless monsters and monsters are turned on their backs!
Countless tornadoes roared into the army, twisted and shapeless bodies were everywhere, rolled and carried high into the sky, and then were crushed by the violent wind, or died under the thunder that fell from the sky.
Suddenly, a god and demon in the cloud layer led thousands of troops and horses to jump out of the cloud, descend from the sky, and rush down obliquely, the killing sound was deafening and deafening.
It was an army of millions of gods and demons, colliding with the army of monsters flocking here, countless stumps flew in the air, and the scene was bloody and magnificent.
Qin Mu, Blind Man and others stared blankly at this scene. They didn't need them to enter the battle, and they didn't need them to be desperate, the vanguard army of the Demon Race was unexpectedly blocked.
Blocked by one person!
The deaf man swiped his brush and continued to paint. Gods and demons and soldiers jumped out of his pen and rushed to the battlefield, fearless of death. The wind, rain, thunder and lightning swept across the sky, but they did not touch the army of gods and demons. On the head of the army of the demons.
These armies of gods and demons are all people in the painting, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the painting have nothing to do with them.
"Could it be that these Youdu demon army rushed into the world in Grandpa Deaf's painting?"
Qin Mu suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart, and thought of a possibility. However, the painting of the deaf man must have a boundary, so where is the boundary of the world in the painting
He looked around and couldn't see any boundaries of the painting.
The painting method of the deaf man is so high that one can admire it. It is so advanced that Qin Mu needs to concentrate on learning again!
"Yankang Guoshi said that the deaf grandpa can stop a million soldiers alone, what he said is true!"
Qin Mu said in his heart: "And this sentence is just the evaluation of the deaf grandpa by Yankang Guoshi after Tiantu Kingdom was destroyed and the capital was turned into 18 levels of hell."
Note: The words of Shi Xiaoyou in the Song Dynasty, Man Ting Fang, and Zhai Zhu have been slightly changed.