"Ancestor, are you causing trouble on purpose?"
Ye Hong rolled his eyes at Li Tang.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you idiot?" Li Tang put his hands on his hips and said with an unhappy look on his face: "Do you have any objections to my lark-like singing voice?"
Lark.
I think this is a lark with sand in its mouth!
Of course, Ye Hong didn't dare to say these words.
Although he had not gotten along with Li Tang for a short time, he had already figured out the character of this great aunt and ancestor.
That's one word, straight!
And she’s a straight woman among straight women!
When dealing with such a straight woman, it's best not to argue with her, but try to follow her temperament and flatter her as much as possible.
Therefore, Ye Hong could only endure the torture of Li Tang's demonic sound and continue painting with his head down.
However, as he continued to draw, Ye Hong gradually noticed something.
With every stroke of his pen, a warm breath seemed to come out of his body.
The unknown warm breath swam along the meridians, and was slowly absorbed into the portrait of the purple night bead in the body.
That portrait actually represents the fusion of the seven major abilities in Ye Hong's body, which is the embodiment of his comprehensive strength.
However, what Ye Hong has always regretted is that the portrait is always in a mutilated state.
On the entire portrait, there are only purple strokes outlined by Zi Yezhu.
Somehow, something seems to be missing.
And today, at this moment, as the warm breath seeped in, Ye Hong seemed to find that the portrait was changing.
In the outline outlined by the purple strokes, there are actually golden strokes, gradually filling in the original blank parts, making the entire image perfect.
A strange artistic conception unfolded in Ye Hong's heart.
Ye Hong's heart suddenly shook!
This warm breath comes from the painting in his hand.
But every stroke he makes now comes from his understanding of Li Tang's works!
Thinking that Li Tang specially took him to see those paintings and asked him to paint, Ye Hong seemed to understand something in an instant!
Li Tang was not making trouble unreasonably at all, but was guiding him to practice!
"Silly calf."
At this time, Li Tang's voice floated over from the side.
"Let me ask you, is my singing voice very sweet, as sweet as sugar?"
Ye Hong suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Just your voice can scare people to death in the middle of the night!
It's as sweet as sugar, but it's definitely spicy and salty!
Those seaside villagers said they could hear strange sounds coming from Holy Emperor Island. Is it probably your old man's singing that scares people to death
But as he listened, Ye Hong suddenly realized something was wrong.
Li Tang's voice was actually much weaker than before.
Just like.
It was just like Li Porridge that day!
"Silly calf, thank you."
An extremely weak voice floated into Ye Hong's ears.
Ye Hong's mind was instantly confused and he turned his head in shock.
Li Tang was nowhere to be seen in the original position.
Only a piece of jade emitting golden light was left.
At this moment, the creation jade in Ye Hong's arms suddenly flew out and merged with the jade jue on the ground.
In an instant, there was a golden light.
The golden light projected from the jade tree flew to the stone tablet with the diary written on it.
It was as if there was an invisible hand holding the golden light and writing two lines of golden text on the stone tablet.
[As long as the starting point remains, the road ahead will never end.
Come on, you idiot.]
Then the golden light dissipated, and the fused golden jade also flew back to Ye Hong's hands.
A warm feeling slowly spread from Yujue.
When Ye Hong looked up again, he seemed to see a black-haired girl standing under the stone monument, waiting for him with her hands on her hips.
Those silly sounds still seem to linger in my ears.
However, this is all an illusion.
As Li Tang disappeared, the golden light in the Wall of Creation gradually faded away.
The surrounding fog slowly dispersed.
The exclamations of the people on the shore reached my ears more and more clearly.
But Ye Hong still stood motionless, staring blankly at the unfinished painting on the drawing board.
His seemingly calm eyes were already slightly red.
"What a wayward ancestor. He left without even saying hello."
The sound of the waves was mixed with Ye Hong's melancholy sigh.
The Wall of Creation finally sank back to the bottom of the sea, and Ye Hong didn't want to fish it out again.
Because in that place, he had a particularly precious memory with a certain unruly girl.
Let the paintings above be hidden in the depths of the sea forever.
After returning, Ye Hong didn't mention too much about Li Tang to anyone.
Just staying in the house alone, painting the unfinished painting day and night.
His strange behavior left everyone confused.
Only Li Mei often stood at the beach, looking at the sea where the golden light originally appeared, with a look of sadness on her face.
Finally, on the night of the third day, a golden beam of light came from Ye Hong's room.
The bright beam of light illuminated the small fishing village and the entire surrounding sea area.
When Ye Hong came out of the room with the painting in his hand, everyone discovered that the source of the golden light turned out to be that painting.
On the drawing board is a black-haired girl with her hands on her hips.
Her eyes were lively and there was a slight smile on her lips.
A mischievous and unruly temperament seems to jump out of the painting.
While the whole painting is lifelike, it also seems to have a strange power.
At this moment, everyone present felt the pressure brought by this painting.
It is a sense of surrender that comes from deep within the soul.
And the villagers couldn't bear it any longer. They all knelt on the ground and kept praying.
Li Mei at the beach turned around, looked at the black-haired girl on the drawing board in Ye Hong's hand, and turned back silently.
That thin body was trembling slightly.
"Naughty."
A trembling and suppressed voice disappeared into the sea breeze.
"Ding! Complete the painting of the Holy Path, and your painting ability will be +100.
Ding! Listen to the sound of the Holy Word, musical ability +100.
Ding! "
At dawn, Ye Hong stands on the beach.
Looking to the east, all you can see is a blue sea.
The farther away you go, the more starlight you get.
The space between the sky and the sea seems to be filled with starlight.
This is the blue star sea surrounding the entire ancient continent!
It is a mysterious sea that no race has been able to conquer throughout the ages!
It was also the place where Li Tang sealed the entire Star Demon Tribe!
"Set off!"
Ye Hong put away the portrait in his hand and pointed the royal sword at the blue star sea.
His cold eyes are like lightning and his momentum is like a rainbow!
"Follow the order!"
The army behind them responded in unison, and each piece of ancient artifact flew past the small fishing village, leaving behind shadows that quickly crossed the ground.
The villagers were stunned and speechless, watching the entire army follow Ye Hong and set off towards the blue star sea.
They could see that two thick clouds, one black and one white, were gathering in the sky at the same time.
It seems to symbolize the upcoming decisive battle between the two forces!
(End of chapter)