three days later.
Lu Sheng carefully sat cross-legged in the center of a huge and complex formation.
This time the formation is much bigger than before.
If nothing else, the time flow rate difference this time should be far greater than any previous time.
He laid out the limit of the formation he could do in one breath. In the case of ignoring the energy level, only the world with the largest difference in flow velocity is searched.
In this way, just the minimum multiple can reach at least one to one hundred. A little bigger is one to a few hundred, or even thousands, thousands.
Such a huge difference in flow rate is enough for him to comprehend it for a long time.
Chi.
Lu Sheng slowly erased a pattern that controlled the energy level, and re-carved a new pattern with a crystal knife.
Then slowly inject Yang Yuan into it from time to time. Make the pattern completely merge into the big formation as a whole.
"Covering the sea." Lu Sheng said softly, touching the ground of the formation with his index finger.
Hiss... .
A metal ball that had completely turned pitch black slowly emerged from behind him.
"Using the repaired and strengthened sea-covering beads as the core of the formation should prolong the duration of the crack and withstand more time-space pressure.
It would be better if some crack size can be enlarged. "Lu Sheng already has some ideas, it is best to use the formation to leave a stable beacon in both worlds.
In this way, it will be easier for him to cross into the world he has been to.
Unfortunately, to achieve this level, the energy required is too huge. A single individual energy is not enough.
The Beacon needs an extremely powerful force to continuously send out signals, penetrating countless space-time storms and time-space vortices.
This requires a continuous supply of energy and a steady stream of replacement hands.
"Let's leave it at that for now." Lu Sheng repaired the last pattern, and checked the high-energy items on his body up and down.
This trip to the low-energy world, all high-energy things will not be able to pass through, and will be isolated from the world barrier.
Once isolated in the space-time shuttle, anything without enough energy protection will be instantly torn to pieces.
So Lu Sheng threw all his things into the Fuhai Pearl up and down. He wasn't sure if the mind world could bring things down, so he simply didn't take the risk.
Some elixir, two magical weapons, a newly-purchased magical dagger for surgery, and two bottles of soul-soothing potions that contain great spiritual power.
Others are some miscellaneous odds and ends. Lu Sheng only kept some basic gold, silver and precious stones on his body, and then added a little high-calorie food. Then he opened the big formation and injected enough Yang Yuan mana into Fu Haizhu.
After doing all this, he finally calmed down, slowly closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged in his original position.
hiss... .hiss... .
A little bit of red line slowly lit up and spread along the lines.
The sea-covering pearl is suspended in mid-air, and the red lines are slowly connected to the bottom, and the number of red lines is increasing. It's getting denser.
Chi! !
In an instant, a gray light flashed past, and a gray crack suddenly opened above the sea pearl.
Lu Sheng jumped up, his whole body turned into black light, and shot into the crack like an arrow.
The cracks slowly closed, leaving only a little bit the size of a sesame seed still suspended in the air.
Chi Chi Chi!
Fu Haizhu shot out a series of red lines quickly, wrapping the gray tightly.
In order to wait until the next time it is needed, it can be expanded and opened again.
Crash.
The white curtains were ripped open.
Lu Sheng looked at the flat lawn outside the window and the little blond boy riding a bicycle in circles, and he could faintly hear the sound of smearing outside the door.
He looked down at his attire.
He is 1.6 meters tall, wearing a white shirt and jeans, and carrying a small schoolbag with small shoulder straps. There is also a school badge pinned to the right chest.
"Zhuo Zhenyu is fifteen years old. He is studying at the No. 2 Central School in Wahua Town. His biggest wish is to let his father fulfill his wish and become the world's top painter who has won the title of God."
"I didn't feel right before I arrived, but after I arrived..." Lu Sheng let out a sigh of relief.
Through the reflection in the glass, he could clearly see that his immature face was still not out of childishness.
"The complexion is a little fair, the complexion of the Westerners, the face of the Easterners?"
Lu Sheng is quite satisfied with this body. As he expected, this world is a world without any extraordinary power.
The energy inertia in the void is extremely strong.
In the Heavenly Demon World, the huge Yinhuo energy that can destroy thousands of kilometers is not enough here even to light a cigarette.
From the very beginning, Lu Sheng tried to use his body to show his strength, but unfortunately, the material structure here is extremely stable, and there is almost no free energy. It's pretty good that Yinhuo can be lit up.
Apart from these, what interests him quite is that the main theme of this world is the painter.
More than 100 countries in the world hold a world-class painter competition every year, named Eye of God.
Those who win the top three will receive the supreme titles of God's Eye, God's Hand, and God's Color respectively.
And the father of this body was once an 'excellent' painter.
Judging from Zhuo Zhenyu's memory, his father Zhuo Siqing's painting skills are 'strong', and he is particularly confident in his realistic painting skills. Although he has participated in many competitions, he has not broken through the district level.
Zhuo Siqing also blamed the reason on the lack of insight of the judges above. Every time I feel depressed and puzzled.
But what he was speechless about was that this guy would often brag about his extraordinary strength in front of Zhuo Zhenyu. If it weren't for him as a motivator, he would have made great progress in painting skills, and it would not be a problem to reach the world finals.
Zhuo Zhenyu had never seen the shadow of his mother since he was a child. Father Zhuo Siqing was both father and mother, taking care of all the housework.
Another most interesting thing is that there are very few painters in this world who claim to be able to master a kind of mystery called the soul of painting.
A painter who has mastered the spirit of painting can even unconditionally affect any living person who sees the painting. Let them fall into all kinds of hallucinations and emotions.
"Ordinary painters don't have any abilities, they are just ordinary people, but painters who have mastered advanced techniques and painting spirits can have all kinds of special powers.
"This world has so many restrictions on extraordinary power, but it is so generous in the way of painting... It seems that I will start learning to draw this time!"
Lu Sheng recalled Zhuo Zhenyu's memory, because he liked sports since childhood, Zhuo Zhenyu scoffed at one of the paintings his father tried to teach him, and was not interested at all.
This also caused him to be unqualified for basic skills, let alone become a painter.
Later, although due to some things, the impression of Hua Dao changed, but because of now, he barely started to catch up. It's a little late.
"It's a little troublesome that there is no martial art skill in painting... If you want to use the dark blue to make quick use of it, I'm afraid there is no way..." Lu Sheng frowned, walked to the desk and looked at the book on it.
Basic sketching techniques, learn painting, sketching and color from masters, etc.
I opened it casually and looked at it, and there were a lot of annotations added in a mess. The black words and the red comments are mixed together, and the overall look has a strong atmosphere of a schoolmaster.
In some places, there are even several paragraphs of comments in one sentence.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu?" Zhuo Siqing called his name loudly from outside the room.
Lu Sheng collected his mood and ran out quickly.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?"
Zhuo Siqing was wearing a crumpled casual black suit, glasses, and a bag of killed fish in his hand.
Hearing what Lu Sheng said, he felt a little wrong. Usually, my son doesn't respond like this.
But he didn't care too much, and he recovered immediately, changed his shoes and threw the fish into the kitchen sink.
"How is everything going well in school today?" He went to the living room and turned on the air conditioner, then took off his coat and sat down to ask.
"It's okay." Lu Sheng also sat down.
He calculated it according to the energy activity comparison of this world. Probably the energy here is extremely thin, and the inertia is frighteningly high.
According to the calculation of the conversion formula, the time difference with the Heavenly Demon World is about one to four hundred.
In other words, one year here is less than a day over there.
Ten years here, ten days over there.
Although this time is not too much, it is for Lu Sheng who is seriously short of time. It's already more than enough.
Whether this trip can break through the maze depends on the perception here.
In fact, it would be the best if the world with high energy concentration descended, but this kind of thing is not up to Lu Shengneng to decide.
"It's best to be able to understand the key in these few years."
Lu Sheng took off his schoolbag, stretched out his hand instinctively, and grabbed a bean paste bun just taken out from the table.
Snapped.
Zhuo Siqing grabbed his wrist precisely.
"Eat after dinner!"
"Okay." Lu Sheng immediately controlled it, it wasn't that he wanted to eat just now, but this body Zhuo Zhenyu liked to eat.
"You'll be eating in the school cafeteria in a few days, your father and I are going to participate in a competition."
As soon as Zhuo Siqing talked about painting, his eyebrows danced and his spirits were high. Even Lu Sheng forgot to pay attention when he reached out and secretly grabbed the bean paste bun.
Lu Sheng was not in a hurry, anyway, Zhuo Siqing participated in many competitions, big and small, all over the sea. As for the wish of this body, it doesn't matter whether he can make it or not, anyway, the soul has already accommodated to the limit of the body now. Fusion can only be a waste.
The most important thing is perception.
As for how to feel... ..
Lu Sheng memorized the Dongyuan Qiulu Fertilization Art in advance, and the practice of this art is mainly spiritual.
The emphasis is on being natural and following the trend.
After nagging and eating with Zhuo Siqing, he was rushed back to his room to do his homework, and Zhuo Siqing also continued to practice painting.
Now the family relies on him to barely sell ordinary paintings to make ends meet.
Adding a fish today is all about gritting your teeth and enduring it. It was Zhuo Siqing who saw his son's face was not looking good, and went out to buy things to make up his body.
After dinner, Lu Sheng sat back at the desk.
"In any case, practice self-protection first."
Even if he doesn't have extraordinary power, Yang Yuan is enough to nourish him alone.
In the next few days, Lu Sheng learned basic painting skills from scratch while adapting to the living environment.
Zhuo Siqing, who participated in the competition, soon returned in despair. His paintings didn't even make it to the finals in the district.
However, repeated battles and defeats are also beneficial. In one afternoon, he returned to normal and continued to cook for Lu Sheng.
Soon one dish and one soup were served on the table.
"Eat it. After eating, go back and practice your basic skills." Zhuo Siqing waved his hand.
"How is your painting, old man? Did you make it to the final?" Lu Sheng mercilessly lifted the scar.
Zhuo Siqing twitched.
"It's just the finals. Of course I can make it. It's just that I saw that it was not easy for the old man in the same group to make a trip, so I took the initiative to step back and let him go."