Blue Essence Chart Chapter 13: Draw ‘Thunder’

Despite the consternation, everyone sees the posture of Meng Chuan. In this world gap, there are painting plans, stools, paper, paintbrushes, and paint trays... obviously they are planning to paint.

"How precious is the practice time in the gap of the world. Brother Meng did not hurry to practice, but painted in the gap of the world?" Yan Chitong wondered.

"So indulgent and casual, it is no wonder that the realm of craftsmanship is at the bottom of the three enemies." An Haiwang secretly said that he despised those who do not cherish time, he cherishes time very much, except for distractions. Outside of the affairs, almost all of my mind is in practice. It is natural to dismiss Meng Chuan as a waste of time in the world.

Zhenwu King was also a little surprised: "I and King Anhai, just ordered to protect them for three one-year periods. One year later, King Anhai and I needed to work harder to find treasures. This year... did he even paint? Brother Meng, I can't understand it."

Meng Chuan is good at painting and asks the secrets of his heart through painting.

It was the'Yuanchu Mountain Master' who had met Mengchuan directly. He knew the fourth floor of Mengchuan Yuanshen, and did not know that Mengchuan asked his heart by'painting'.

Neither of them agree with Meng Chuan's actions.

From the perspective of gods and demons, how precious is the opportunity to watch the birth of the world? Do not practice, go painting? Too indulge yourself.

Of course everyone looks at Meng Chuan's paintings, and no one goes to "preach". After all, they are all brothers and sisters. Meng Chuan is also a top **** and devil, and he is not a child.

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Sitting on a stool, the wind blew in the gap between the world, Meng Chuan adjusted the paint, holding the brush just about to move the pen, and hesitantly looked up at the purple thunder.

The purple Thunder is overbearing, and the electric snakes are arbitrarily chopped down like a huge tree of thunder and lightning. It tears the darkness and brings the beginning of the world.

"How to paint?" Meng Chuan hesitated while holding the brush. "The thunder in the long river of time and space is too vast, and it is shocking thousands of times than ordinary thunderbolts seen in the human race world. I want one. It's impossible to draw it completely with a pen."

Meng Chuan's talent for painting is indeed much higher than the sword technique, and has long surpassed the point of "painting skin, painting bones, and painting soul". When he was young, Meng Chuan painted the "life being phase" to condense the primordial spirit.

He is such a sacred hand of painting, to draw, naturally refers to the essence of this purple thunder.

"The essence of this lightning..."

"I am a prince demon, the time and space river is dark in my eyes. The purple thunder that I watched may be just a real part of it." Meng Chuan has self-knowledge, "Even this part is vast. ."

"No way, I can only open it and draw."

Meng Chuan’s generation of sacred hands, naturally has a way, "divided into many paintings, each painting specializes in a certain aspect of lightning."

"The first picture is about the destruction of thunder and lightning." Meng Chuan looked up carefully and looked at the purple thunders in the distance in the darkness.

Different from the practice of the knife in the past.

This time I look at it purely from the perspective of painting, mainly observing Thunder’s ‘destruction’.

"The destruction of Thunder and Lightning... Also scored different angles to draw." Meng Chuan shook his head gently. The purple thunder looked more and more gorgeous, but it was really difficult to draw, making Meng Chuan so hard.

Meng Chuan finally began to paint.

The first painting is a series of purple electric snakes, and Meng Chuan painted very carefully. The purple electric snakes are connected to each other, combined with each other, and the power is constantly superimposed and gathered.

Meng Chuan was completely immersed in this first painting. He painted three thousand electric snakes in combination with each other. Finally, these purple electric snakes formed a huge'thunder tree', which took a day and a half. Draw this picture.

"The first picture is completed." Meng Chuan wrote the name in the upper right corner of the scroll-the endless phase of destruction.

Meng Chuan was full of spirits after a day and a half without sleep.

The spirits of the primordial spirit are shining.

Obviously, the painting Thunder has already caused Yuanshen’s slow transformation. Meng Chuan does not care about this. It is very difficult for Yuanshen’s fourth floor to reach Yuanshen’s fifth floor.

"My Thunderbolt's "Endless Phase of Destruction" has exhausted my pen power." Meng Chuan looked up and saw that the endless gathering of purple electric snakes was really shocking to form such a terrifying power. Meng Chuan's drawing on this is already his temporary limit.

"Second painting."

Meng Chuan put away the first picture scroll, put the new drawing paper, and started to write.

A thunder begins to appear on the paper.

Thunder cut!

Penetrating layers of dark obstacles!

This painting is just a scene of'a lightning strikes through the darkness', but Meng Chuan's painting is very fine. The lightning is like a'long gun' piercing through the layers of darkness. . Then they gathered and continued to hack to the next level of darkness.

This painting has also been painted for nearly a day. Meng Chuan wrote the name in the upper left corner-the one phase of destruction.

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Meng Chuan is painting without sleep. In fact, Zhenwu Wang, An Haiwang, Xue Feng, and Yan Chitong are all sleepless. It is not important to eat and drink in their realm. They can even take in water from the world.

Time goes by day by day.

Meng Chuan draws a picture, each picture is completely different and the style is very different.

Either make people feel touched with hope, or make people despair, or feel palpitations...

'The phase of life's silence'...'The phase of the void without me'...'The phase of the ninth sky of the void'...'The split wave phase of the electric flash'...

Pictures are drawn from different angles of purple thunder.

"Yes, it should be so elegant, so wanton."

After half a month, Meng Chuan painted beautifully, and the thunder and lightning like wandering on the paper like a dragon snake. When the last stroke was finished, Meng Chuan felt very hearty. This is the last of the 15 paintings. Painting, also the most complicated and time-consuming painting, took him six days.

"Pretty~IndoMTL.com~ Meng Chuan praised me, and wrote a name in the upper right corner of the picture scroll-The Long Phase of Electric Flash!

"Twenty-three days, fifteen paintings." Meng Chuan looked at the last painting in front of him. Thousands of electric snakes were painted on this painting, and countless electric flashes have their own tracks. Just like one body, this'you Long Xiang' looks full of beauty. Compared with the real purple thunder, this picture really seems like a dragon snake is roaming.

But this is indeed an aspect of the Purple Thunder.

"Manpower is sometimes poor."

Meng Chuan looked up at the nativity scene of the world. "The fifteen paintings are the extreme I can draw when I watch the Purple Thunder. I will paint everything I know about it."

Fifteen paintings, Thunder’s ‘Fifteen Phases’.

"Call."

Meng Chuan waved his hand on the stool, all fifteen paintings appeared floating, floating around.

Following the flip, he took out a pot of wine. Meng Chuan looked at his fifteen paintings while drinking wine, and the more he saw the more satisfied he was.

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