Over Qingcheng.

"Huh?"

The snake-body-human-faced Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor meandered in the sky, his huge body exuding the coercion of the heavens and the earth, and he looked at the incarnation of the Primal Heavenly Emperor in disbelief, "Taichu, would you rather withstand my attack than expose your aura?"

Through the power of the causal line attack, he could completely sense that the primordial true body far away in Suzhou City, under his blow, the primordial spirit of the true body had been shattered!

It stands to reason that with his strength, even in the human world, even if he has been raised to a strength beyond the upper limit, his attacks along the causal line, as long as Taichu also uses causal means, he will not be able to threaten.

He just wanted to use this causal attack to force Taichu to expose his breath.

But...... Taichu didn't even resist, he didn't show the slightest intention of supernatural powers, he just resisted with the primordial spirit!

The incarnation descended from his dignified Demon Ancestor has also been raised to a level beyond the limits of the world, and with the full force of the causal line, Taichu actually dared not to use means, and only relied on the Yuan Shen to resist?

It's like a master who is good at martial arts, if he lies flat and doesn't move, even if he encounters a rookie, he will definitely die.

Therefore, he could feel that the primordial spirit of the primordial was also shattered on the spot.

"How is that possible? Even if you are afraid of waking 'it'...... up?"

The Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor became more and more suspicious, and even more incomprehensible was why Taichu specifically left such an incarnation?

It was almost as if they were deliberately seducing him.

Could it be that he wants to calculate the dark night and lure him to pay more?

Or is there something else?

In short, he couldn't believe that the dignified Primal Heavenly Emperor would let him attack like this, and would rather the Yuan God be shattered than resist.

That's when —

"What the hell ......"

The incarnation of the Primordial Heavenly Emperor, the 'Golden Robe Emperor', actually closed his eyes and let out an irritable muttering as if in a dream, as if he was driving away flies, and gently waved his sleeve robe.

"Boom!"

With a wave of his robe, the 108,000 Dao Strange Light Visions behind him began to interweave and converge, and in an instant, they transformed into a world phantom surrounded by chaotic qi!

This world seems to be located in the center of boundless chaos, just like the heaven and earth where the first party was born in the chaos, and it seems to be boundless, you can see the sun, moon and stars, and all spirits worship, exuding the most ancient and eternal atmosphere, which is the primordial land!

"Boom!!"

With a wave of his sleeve robe, this huge primordial land phantom suddenly crashed directly into the Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor, carrying an irresistible terrifying power, and rumbling over!

"The Beginning ......"

The Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor muttered, looking at the shadow of the Primordial Land in front of him in shock, and his eyes seemed to reflect the Primordial Land countless years ago.

He recognized it at a glance, this is the world where he was first born.

Dominating the heavens and the earth with 108,000 Dao and manifesting the phantom of the primordial land is the trick of the primordial emperor!

At that time, he was still a candle nine yin, and he could only look up to this emperor of heaven standing above the nine heavens, and let him rule over many immortals and gods of the nine heavens and ten earths, the gap was so big, even if the land of the beginning was deserted now, he also stepped into the way of heaven, but the gap with the emperor of the beginning was still outrageous!

The terrifying power of the Primordial Land Illusory Shadow swept through, and the Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor had no intention of resisting at all, and its incarnation was instantly crushed into nothingness!

Immediately, the shadow of the primordial land dissipated without a trace.

The sky returned to calm.

The golden-robed emperor put away his sleeve robe, turned his head to look at the golden crow girl, glanced at her, and said, "Little Eleven?"

"Father!" the golden crow girl looked at the golden-robed emperor with joy.

She secretly said in her heart, her father is really worthy of being her father, an ordinary demon ancestor like the Candle Heaven Demon Ancestor, he can kill him on the spot with a wave of his robe!

"Father, why don't you call Daddy?" the Golden-robed Emperor looked at the Golden Crow Girl with a slightly strange look in his eyes, "But why have you become so small again......?"

The golden crow girl was stunned, and always felt that her father's eyes were a little strange, and said cautiously: "Dad?"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth shook slightly, and the nearby space suddenly became distorted and blurred, as if it had been cut off.

"In the beginning. ”

A wisp of the supreme will of perfection and holiness suddenly penetrated the endless and distant land, descending in this isolated space, and the majestic will spread between heaven and earth, forming an illusory and beautiful female phantom wearing a feather robe.

"Nuwa Niangniang!" said the Golden Crow Maiden in surprise.

Nuwa Niangniang, actually descended the projection of divine thoughts at such a time?

Although the power of the Heavenly Dao side cannot descend into the human world like the power of the Outer Dao, the Divine Thought of Descending is still very simple, and there is no need for a medium.

Immediately, before the golden crow girl had time to say anything, she felt that a flower in front of her was also excluded from this isolated space.

in an isolated space.

"Nuwa?" the golden-robed emperor looked at Nuwa's phantom figure, but his eyes were as blank as if he had lost his mind, and as vast as the sky.

"Taichu, why did you take action yourself?" asked Nuwa Niangniang.

"Me?"

The corners of the Golden Robe Emperor's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Why do you all think that I am like the Primordial Heavenly Emperor? I am me, I am not the Primordial Emperor." ”

Nuwa Niangniang's phantom was not surprised at all, but just bowed her head lightly and said: "Also, since you and him have become one with the primordial spirit, it is neither Taichu nor him, but a new you." ”

The Golden-robed Emperor was a little dazed.

"But......" Nuwa Niangniang's phantom looked at the golden-robed emperor and said softly: "You made a move in the human world, and you didn't wake up 'it'?

"I'm dreaming......" the golden-robed emperor muttered.

"Dreaming?" Nuwa Niangniang's Divine Mind Phantom looked at the Golden Robe Emperor, and suddenly said, "Is this his supernatural power? Dream Incarnation, so you can avoid 'it'?"

Why is this dream so weird, Nuwa Niangniang looks so illusory, is this a mosaic? Shouldn't the next plot be discordant...... The golden-robed emperor was a little stunned, and then he felt that his eyes were dark.

The next moment, the avatar dissipated.

And Nuwa Niangniang looked thoughtfully at the place where the golden-robed emperor dissipated, and whispered to herself: "Heaven and the outside are one...... It's only been 600 years, and it's almost successful at the beginning......"

Immediately, Nuwa Niangniang's divine thoughts and phantoms also dissipated into invisibility.

......

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Sioux City, in a calligraphy and painting shop in a remote alley.

Behind the screen, Lin Zhishui, who was lying on the small bed, still had his eyes closed, in his sleep, and muttered a vague murmur in his mouth.

"Hmm......"

Suddenly, Lin Zhishui opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the ceiling a little blankly, rubbed his eyes, and then slowly sat up, recalling the dream just now.

"Hiss......" he scratched his scalp and muttered, "What a dream......

He remembered that in his dream, in a hazy and illusory scene, two strange rays of light poured into his body, as if he had found himself, which made him feel very comfortable.

Later, he remembered that the dream suddenly changed, and suddenly there was a thing in front of him that I didn't know if it was an earthworm or a baby snake, and after flying with his hand, he saw Xiao Eleven after becoming Lori, and Xiao Eleven called him 'Father' in his dream, and later ...... If I'm not mistaken, there is actually a Nuwa Niangniang?

Nuwa Niangniang seems to be very beautiful, but ...... Looks like a mosaic?

"Is it true that there are thoughts during the day and dreams at night?"

Lin Zhishui rubbed his temples with a headache, "I only saw Xiao Eleven two days ago, and I dreamed of her after taking a nap, and I actually thought of her as such a petite little Lori...... I'm not a brute, damn it...... Why did you wake up so quickly??"

He rubbed his cheeks, which were a little stiff from sleep, and continued to recall the dream: "And Nuwa Niangniang, what are you talking about? But no matter how you play mosaics, should you ...... cough, sins and sins, unintentional offense, all blame the broken book "Changes in the Three Realms", which painted Nuwa Niangniang so beautifully!"

For that illusory dream, after Lin Zhishui woke up, he had almost forgotten it, and his memory was blurry.

"Wash your face ......"

Lin Zhi went to the bathroom to wash his face, and after sobering up for a while, he returned to his desk, ready to continue practicing painting.

After cutting the paper, he picked up a brush next to him - he didn't use his favorite brush, and he had been practicing with his favorite brush recently, so it was time to see how good he was.

"Huh?"

After drawing a few strokes, Lin Zhishui was slightly stunned, and looked at the brush in his hand a little strangely.

He painted a picture of the ancestors of the Three Qing Dao.

Recently, he has been painting the pictures on the "Changes of the Three Realms" with his beloved brush, because the drawings on it are too difficult, and he can't copy them with ordinary brushes.

But now, when he sketches with an ordinary brush, he feels extremely flexible and has a sense of handy.

In this case, only when you use your favorite brush in the past, you will have this extremely comfortable feeling!

In the past, he relied on this feeling to make calligraphy and painting smart, to raise the level of skill to a higher level, and to make the calligraphy and painting scrolls very meaningful.

And now...... I don't have a favorite brush, but I also have this extremely comfortable feeling?

"Could it be that this brush suits me too?"

Lin Zhishui picked up another brush next to him a little unbelievingly, dipped it in paint and ink, and continued to depict and outline, but found that the feeling was still there!

He couldn't help but be slightly confused: "What's the matter?"

Since getting his beloved brush, he has been able to have today's achievements, completely relying on the extremely smooth feeling of this brush, in order to play so well, this brush is also his biggest secret.

And now, if you don't use your favorite brush, you actually feel this way?

"Am I improving so fast?

Lin Zhishui couldn't believe it, he always felt that something was wrong, and he glanced at his beloved brush again, becoming more and more confused: "Is it because I used this brush too much and let me get used to it completely?"

He knew that there was something wrong with this beloved brush, it was definitely not an ordinary brush, and he regarded it as a golden finger, maybe it was a treasure of ancient calligraphers, and he even imagined that the brush might hide the ghosts of ancient calligraphers and the like, which is why this pen is so powerful.

Even though he's an atheist, the pen is a bit of a miracle that makes him have to think about it.

"Try it again with this pen. ”

Lin Zhishui picked up his favorite brush next to him and dipped it in paint and painted it on the paper.

This time the feel is still the same, as if ...... It has become an ordinary pen.

"Sure enough......"

After a while, Lin Zhishui muttered, put down the brush, and didn't know whether to be happy or what, the brush that had accompanied him for a long time was ...... I finally didn't add much to myself.

Could it be that he has been copying too many difficult paintings recently, which has caused his own skill level to continue to rise, just because he has been using his beloved brush, so he has not discovered this?

Perhaps, this is growth.

"Huh?"

Lin Zhishui carefully stared at the handwriting of color ink on the paper, and found that the part drawn with his love brush was obviously much more vivid, and it looked like a real atmosphere.

It's the same pigment, how can it have different effects?

Don't...... Is it because of the improvement of his own level, so Goldfinger has also developed new effects?

This is definitely a brand new feature that wasn't available in the past!

I'll go......

Is this brush really a gold finger?

"Something is wrong with you......"

Lin Zhishui was stunned, stared at the brush he loved in the center of his hand, and called out cautiously: "Hey, open the sesame door, hey, open the system, and accept the binding...... Wake up, Daddy?"

However, the brush did not respond, and there was no drop.

"I don't believe it anymore. ”

Lin Zhishui put down his beloved brush, re-cut a piece of paper, and then picked up an ordinary brush and began to draw on the paper the Nuwa Niangniang he was most familiar with and had dated in his dreams.

The feel of the brush is exactly the same, but the same pigment, the color of the ordinary brush is obviously not so vivid, just the same as before.

Maybe it's because of the enlightenment or the great improvement in the level, but this time the painting is very fast.

It's smooth and smooth.

In just half an hour, a lifelike picture of Nuwa appeared on the scroll, and it was even slightly better than the picture of Nuwa that was given to Little Snake before.

Lin Zhishui cut a new piece of paper, this time with his beloved brush, and began to draw the same Nuwa picture on the paper.

Feel the same in the hand.

But it was obviously the same paint, but after changing his beloved brush this time, the colors on the painting were obviously more vivid, which made him wonder if there was really paint hidden in this brush.

When the Nuwa picture was finished, Lin Zhishui put the two Nuwa pictures together, and immediately saw the obvious difference.

Although the Nuwa picture drawn with an ordinary brush is lifelike, you can see at a glance that the level is extremely high and it is very charming, but it is a painting after all.

And the picture of Nuwa drawn with a brush makes him feel as if Nuwa is really about to fly out, with a vivid sense of agility.

"It's really different...... Did you really unlock new features?"

Lin Zhishui looked at his beloved brush in amazement, and his thoughts were full of fantasies: "This ...... Could it be the brush of Ma Liang, the magic pen? Could it be...... Can you finally make the drawing come true?"

He couldn't help but get excited: "That...... Do I want to draw a Xiao Sui?"

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PS: (I'll go...... I asked someone to send it for me, but I forgot about it...... My full attendance!)