Ancient True Dragon Art Chapter 227: Missing stele painting

The gray shrimp trapped by the starlight world has launched a new round of impact, but this time it was blocked. The gray shrimp touched the boundary wall of the starlight world and turned into a The grey mist began to corrode the spiritual power of the starlight world.

Teng Hai's face is solemn, all he has to do is to hold on, and the starlight world cannot be broken before the others return.

Led by Dongfang Mingxuan, Feng Wuyu and others rushed towards the stele, leaving only one person in place. Chi Tian stood quietly behind Teng Hai, watching with alertness. The snow beast was standing beside her in the gray mist of the fish that slipped through the net.

"Come again!" Teng Hai looked ugly, and the corrosive power of these gray mists was too strong. The original Starlight Realm was already shaky, and the spiritual power in Teng Hai's hand once again swept out and injected into the Starlight Realm as a new force.

Beside the stone tablet, everyone looked up and saw that none of their faces became very strange.

"Hurry up, you can count as much as you can!" Feng Wuyu reacted first, "Huo Yi, Fan Qi, Wuhen, you start from the bottom; Duanmu, Second Highness, let's write from the top!"

The stone stele is not filled with densely packed characters as people imagined, but a painting. The whole painting exudes endless mystery. They can remember everything except dizziness at a glance. No less, so they can only remember a little bit slowly.

"Hurry up!" Teng Hai couldn't help but yell. He has blessed the starlight realm with spiritual power five times, but this corrosive power seems to be getting stronger and stronger every time the spiritual power injected can persist The time is getting shorter and shorter. If it is placed outside, Teng Hai may not care so much, but it doesn’t work now. This is a royal forbidden area, the danger is still unknown, and the spiritual power of the heaven and the earth is very thin, think It may take a long time to recover.

"Go!" Feng Wuyu's face was equally serious, and there was no room for difference at this time.

"Wait a moment!"

From the beginning of the memory to the present, it has been a few breathing times, and Teng Hai's spiritual support effect is getting worse and worse.

"Let's go!"

Come fast, and go fast. A few people didn't have any stay, and left the lake stele directly.

"Go!" Teng Hai once again injected spiritual power into the crumbling Starlight Realm. With the other hand, he directly took Chi Tianjiao's hand and took him away. Now it is not the time to mind this. The group of eight people finally did not suffer any casualties.

……

Call——

I don't know how far they have galloped. In short, they stopped after feeling a little energy fluctuation in the back!

"How?" Teng Hai asked first. He naturally wanted to know the result if he didn't see the stone tablet.

"Try to draw it out!" Feng said helplessly. Those pictures are too complicated, and they are not simple lines that can be drawn. Each stroke seems to contain the most truth, they can only remember Live, many places simply can’t understand.

"I have a pen and paper!" Huo Yi flipped his hand, and a slender rabbit hair pen and a piece of plain parchment appeared in front of everyone.

"Who draws better?" Dongfang Mingxuan asked. In this team, he seemed to have no outstanding features except for his status slightly different. In terms of strength, Teng Hai and Feng are speechless; if you have to find out his strengths, it is his overall view and team core status.

Duan Muyue groaned, "Let’s come, I’ll try to paint the upper part, speechless, your Second Highness, please help me watch it, I may have something wrong in my memory!"

"Let's start!" Dongfang Mingxuan nodded.

Teng Hai did not speak. He is now very curious about how complicated the painting in everyone's mouth is. He even asked six people to say the word "try" after they finished memorizing it.

……

The pen falls, and the thin lines fall on the paper.

"So complicated?" Teng Hai was surprised. Duan Muyue's pen seemed to have nothing in every line, but the combination of many lines made him look at it.

Feng nodded silently, did not speak, his eyes were still staring at Duanmuyue's pen tip.

The painting with memory in the front is relatively smooth, but there are differences in the back.

"This place is wrong, it shouldn't be such a stroke!" The wind interrupted Duan Muyue speechlessly, and said different painting methods, "This place in my memory should be painted like this!" Still making gestures in place.

"I remember it was like this!" Duan Muyue frowned, "Your Highness?"

Only the three of them remembered from the top down. Now that there is a disagreement, one will naturally come up with an idea.

Dongfang Mingxuan frowned, pondered for a long time before speaking, "I remember it is the same as speechless!"

Duan Muyue nodded. There can be no negligence at this time. I didn't know the meaning of this picture. No one knew what the consequences would be if there was an error in the drawing.

"How do I paint?"

"This way!" Feng said slowly on the ground silently, very cautiously.

Duan Muyue stopped again after another half of the incense stick time.

"I remembered so much!" She looked at Dongfang Mingxuan Hefeng speechless, but the latter two also gave a wry smile~IndoMTL.com~ I remember not as much as you! "Dongfang Mingxuan said helplessly.

Feng Silent took the brush, "I can add a few more strokes, and then I will draw from below!"

The painting from below is by Fan Qi. The lines under the stele seem to be more complicated than at the beginning. The three people worked together and took nearly two sticks of incense to draw all the things that can be remembered on the paper.

Teng Hai looked strange at the patterns they completed.

The picture completed by six people should be four-fifths of the entire painting, one side is from top to bottom, the other is from bottom to top, and there is one fifth of the painting pattern in the middle that is not filled. The whole painting is disconnected from the middle, it was difficult to tell what it was painting, but now the result is even more confusing.

"What to do?" Huo Yi looked at the white picture in the empty space, feeling awkward.

"Do you want to watch it again?"

"This can only be done!"

"Try again!"

……

The thoughts of the few people are wonderful, but when they came to the lake again, they reluctantly discovered one thing. Those gray fog all covered the stone monument, as if they were deliberately protecting it.

"What to do?"

"There is no way!" Teng Hai frowned, "This gray fog is very troublesome, we can't expel them, and we can't touch them yet! Now they have nothing to do with the stone monument covering us!"

"That's the only way!" Feng said silently, looking at Dongfang Mingxuan.

Dongfang Mingxuan also knows the pros and cons, why it is so difficult to look at the stele just now, and now the difficulty coefficient has increased by a little bit! "Let's do this first, we can't understand this picture. Even if there are clues in it, it is difficult to get it. Now our top priority is to find the sleeping place of any of the five masters!"

"Hmm!"

(To be continued)

(End of this chapter)