Blue Essence Chart Chapter 7: Return to the holy mountain of painting
"The Emperor of Heaven is overwhelmed." Meng Chuan said calmly.
Wanxing Tiandi looks at Meng Chuan, shook his head and said: "Dongning, don't refuse it so simply. Time is magical. Today you make a decision. Ten thousand years later, 30.000 years later, your thoughts may be different. Up."
Meng Chuan was slightly startled.
Yes, time is changing, and cultivator will also change.
"In the future, you need it. For example, you need my help on the road of cultivation. Just speak." Wanxing Tiandi is still enthusiastic, "Every Seven Tribulations Realm does not live for other supreme being, but has its own cultivation road. Even if the owner of the bird museum has kindness to you, there is a limit to the kindness. Don't delay your cultivation for the sake of some kindness."
"My words, you can think about it carefully." Wanxing Tiandi smiled and said, "My cave, Dongning is welcome to visit at any time."
"Xie Tiandi." Meng Chuan politely said.
The Wanxing Tiandi nodded slightly, this avatar has already left.
Meng Chuan stood still thinking, he could feel the ten thousand star emperor’s friendship, and his kindness was obvious.
"Send such a heavy gift, I am afraid it is not small." Meng Chuan looked solemn.
mortal Du Yu: Nothing to do, courtesy, steal or steal.
The Wanxing Tiandi took the initiative to give gifts just for ‘making friends’? The Wanxing Tiandi can see the future, and he can see every line of the future of Seven Tribulations Realm supreme being. He sent a gift of ‘tens of thousands of squares’, and his conspiracy must far surpass the ‘tens of millions of squares’.
The owner of the Shiratori Pavilion is the leader of one's own forces. He made it very clear when he gave the heavy gift-it will not make Meng Chuan embarrassed. With this premise, Meng Chuan will take it. At that time, I was only Six Tribulations Realm, and the treasures presented by the owner of the Shiratori Museum were all primeval spirit lineage treasures, and the value was much higher than that given by the Wanxing Emperor.
The Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor is vague, and the requirements are not clear. How dare Meng Chuan accept it?
Favor debts are the most difficult to pay.
"The owner of Shiratorikan is upright and honest. The Emperor Wanxing Tian looks enthusiastic, but he wants to use karma to restrain me." Meng Chuan doesn't like the Emperor Wanxing because of this alone, "Well, don’t think too much, your own strength The stronger it is, the greater the wind and rain can be resisted. It’s time to paint the sacred mountain cultivation."
Mountain Wu mystery, painting the holy mountain.
"I have seen Lord Dongning City." The skinny old man in black robes saluted quite respectfully. He is the primeval spirit Six Tribulations Realm Poison Eye Master who is responsible for guarding the Mysterious Mountain Wu Realm.
"Master Poison Eye." Meng Chuan observed the other party.
"City Lord can call me Poison Eye." The thin black robe old man humbled, "The last time City Lord came to the Mountain Wu Secret Realm, it was still Six Tribulations Realm. In a blink of an eye, it is Seven Tribulations Realm supreme being. Poison Eye admires it."
Master Poison Eye has already mastered the three Six Tribulations Realm rules, and is stuck in the final bottleneck. However, Dongning City's main cultivation years are short, first to understand the space rules, and then to control the chaotic hollow rules, they have become Seven Tribulations Realm supreme being. This makes Poison Eye Master quite envious. He was madly retaliated by Black Devil Hall. Even though many primeval spirit clones gather and disperse, the power of alien species will penetrate every primeval spirit clone, unless primeval spirit transforms to Seven Tribulations Realm level, primeval spirit will actively reject alien power after being strong. Otherwise, no one can save him except Black Devil Hall.
Meng Chuan has now greatly increased its strength, and wherever it is located, the original domain naturally spreads. At first sight, I noticed the strange power entangled in the black robe and thin old man primeval spirit clone.
"Your injury?" Meng Chuan looks at him.
"Nightmare Temple Lord personally made the shot." said the thin black robe old man, "it used the weird power contained in the legendary'Nightmare Palace', Palace Master Hundred Blossoms helped me ask Jie Zu for help...and expel this nightmare palace is not possible. Strange power."
"Can I see oh??" Meng Chuan asked. He knew that the Nightmare Palace was the treasure of inheritance, and it was terrifying.
"Thank you City Lord." The skinny old man in the black robe also had some expectations. The ancestor of the world is primeval spirit Seven Tribulations Realm, and so is the lord of Dongning City. Maybe there is a way to save him? If the power of the alien species is expel, he is completely restored and can still have a life span of tens of thousands of years.
Meng Chuan, a strand of primeval spirit force penetrates the primeval spirit clone of the thin old man in black robe.
"Huh?" As soon as it penetrated, Meng Chuan clearly noticed it.
There is a weird rule that has affected Poison Eye Master primeval spirit everywhere. This weird power is a regular existence, very profundities, which has already affected Poison Eye Master primeval spirit everywhere, and should even affect all other true avatars.
"This is the power of nightmare?" Meng Chuan knows more than Master Poison Eye, and the information given by Shiratorikan has long recorded the power of nightmare. Fortunately, that nightmare Temple Lord realm is not too high. Using the treasure of inheritance, he can only exert a little power. If Nightmare Temple Lord reaches peak Seven Tribulations Realm, and the treasure of inheritance is used, I am afraid that Master Poison Eye's injury will be much more serious, and I am afraid that he will be killed long ago.
The two inheritance treasures of Black Devil Hall are no less than eternal treasures for Seven Tribulations Realm.
"The power of the nightmare is only a trace, but it is too profundities. I am afraid that I can master the rules of time and space and reach half a step Eight Tribulations Realm before I can try to crack it." Meng Chuan can perceive the power of the nightmare to be weird and terrifying, and thus understand Eight Tribulations Realm better. The power of existence.
"What can be done with City Lord?" the thin old man in black robes couldn't help asking.
"No way." Meng Chuan thought and shook his head, "If there is a solution in the future, I will come to you."
"City Lord..." The thin old man in the black robe was a little grateful.
Meng Chuan still admires this master of Poison Eye, who is hateful and hated with Black Devil Hall, but unfortunately, he can't help him now.
"Don't worry about me, I'm in the Secret Realm of Mountain Wu, and I will only paint cultivation in front of the Holy Mountain." Meng Chuan said, and he has already stepped to the foot of the Holy Mountain.
Waving a hand is the arrival of a cave mansion covering several kilometers.
Meng Chuan, primeval spirit clone, lives in seclusion in this cave, looking up at the ninety-thousand-li-high painting sacred mountain wall, and the shocking masterpieces of looks at.
Thirty-three paintings are all extraordinary.
"Start drawing."
Sitting in the study room, there is a blank scroll in front of Meng Chuan.
This blank picture scroll was hand-made by Meng Chuan, consuming 800 square meters of materials. The picture scroll has a length and width of a million miles. Its special feature is that it is large enough and has extraordinary materials to hold some powerful paintings.
Meng Chuan first began to paint the paintings of ‘chaotic hollow lineage’, starting with the chaotic hollow rule, to better understand the essence of these paintings.
……
Time passed, and thirty years passed in a blink of an eye.
In the past 30 years, Space-time River has also been turbulent, and many conflicts between peak forces have always existed. Half of the Seven Tribulations Realms have fought for several games. Shiratorikan has also participated in many battles, but Meng Chuan has not been allowed to shoot! Because many battles are between the Six Tribulations Realm subordinates, it is hard to get a half-step Seven Tribulations Realm shot. Seven Tribulations Realm also want to understand cultivation, and Seven Tribulations Realm will not show up to fight before it really matters. But once it shows up, it will also attract the attention of the peak forces from all parties in the Space-time River.
Meng Chuan has been painting for 30 years.
When he was in Six Tribulations Realm, his vision was still shallow. After becoming a Seven Tribulations Realm, he can understand these paintings in depth after mastering the spatial rules and the original rules ‘chaotic hollow Rules’, and the perception is naturally different.
"Thirty years, thirty-two paintings." In the study, Meng Chuan felt that these thirty years had gained too much.
Thirty-two paintings, each of which he painted very seriously.
The harvest is great, even the second or third time painting...
Thirty years~IndoMTL.com~Meng Chuan has a deeper understanding of time, space and ten original rules. How do the ten original rules work together? How does time and space derive many rules? At least they have a vague understanding.
"There are thirty-third paintings." Meng Chuan looked up, looking through the windows of the study, over the walls of the Dongfu courtyard, looks at ninety thousand li high paintings on the holy mountain wall, the only one of the thirty-three paintings of looks at One-a simple painting.
The other thirty-two paintings are very complicated and contain at least one original rule.
Only the most central painting, only six strokes!
Six very random strokes, each one is different, each one seems to tear the chaos and open up the universe. The six strokes are staggered with each other, and there is no idea how much profundities is derived.
Meng Chuan instinctively felt that this painting was much more brilliant and difficult to comprehend, so he put it at the end.
"Try it, these six-stroke paintings." Meng Chuan looked up at the majestic mountain wall, carefully observing the'each stroke' of the six-stroke painting.
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