Lynch is not painting now, but writing about a world.

That's right, the Qingming Shanghe Diagram is a small world, integrated with people, mountains, water, things, and sentient beings.

When the first stroke falls, no one can see anything, it's simple.

The next stroke falls on the upper end, which has nothing to do with the first stroke of wind cow, this is not a portrayal, this is graffiti.

"What is he doing, he is not painting well, how he is scribbling. ”

Li Xiao was heartbroken, even if he failed in this level, he had to do his best, instead of giving up easily.

One stroke in the east, one stroke in the west, the whole scroll, the painting is messy, and no one can understand what he is doing.

When you really paint, you have to do it step by step, first with the background, then with the object or person.

Lynch is good, it's messy, the whole scroll is full of imprints, is this a painting? I don't know if I think it's still a rag.

It's a pity that Lynch can't hear the cries outside, so he still goes his own way, continues to portray, and every stroke falls carefully, so as not to make mistakes.

The soul power is rapidly analyzing, where the next stroke should fall, how long it is, how wide it is, and the position of the phantom and the character, there can be no deviation in the slightest.

There is no time limit, and Lynch is not in a hurry, striving to be as perfect as possible, even surpassing the original.

An hour passed......

Two hours passed......

Five hours passed......

There is finally a trace of prototype on the painting scroll, but there is still a long way to go before the end, and the person who depicted the Qingming Shanghe Picture may have painted it for a year, or even longer.

Lynch wanted to portray the painting in its entirety, and he couldn't do it in two days, he just imitated it.

A day passed......

Lynch's painting is not over, but a general outline appears, with mountains and rivers, and that dense crowd of figures.

Countless people opened their mouths wide, they couldn't believe that Lynch had portrayed such an amazing masterpiece.

It is more than 20 meters, where is this a painting, beyond the scope of painting.

It's just an outline, and when it's completely done, no one knows what it will become.

With the outline alone, he conquered countless people, and the corners of the Lingyun Pavilion Lord's mouth were bitter, and he could only let out a wry smile.

Sleepless, Lynch's soul power is rapidly consumed, his eyes are wide, this is a high degree of fatigue, and if it continues like this, Lynch will be exhausted to death.

Biting down a soul heart, the soul power was quickly replenished, the speed was much faster, and the landing point was more accurate.

A vivid character appeared, as well as the small bridge and flowing water, as if they came to life.

There was even the sound of running water, which was incredible, and the painting was infused with Lynch's spirit, which was an illusion, but it was really heard.

Someone once painted, and the scene of sunrise and sunset appeared was also a kind of artistic conception, and whenever the sun rose, the sunrise on the portrait would also appear.

At sunset, the sun on the portrait also disappears.

It is very rare to be able to reach this realm, it can be said that it is the entire Tianyan Continent, and there are not a few people who can be found.

A day and a half has passed, and the Qingming Shanghe map has been completed more than half, there are mountains, water, heaven, earth, and gods.

The second soul heart was eaten, the soul power was replenished, the pen was flying, and the simple and lovely faces were presented in front of everyone.

There was laughter, there was crying, and there was the sound of children playing......

Every sound, as if transmitted from another world, Lynch is not painting, but sculpting a world.

That kind of artistic conception cannot be expressed in words, and those viewers standing outside see not a painting, they see a colorful extraterritorial world.

This world is incompatible with the Tianyan Continent, but there are many things that can be perfectly integrated together.

Two days have passed, the picture has become more realistic, and the characters inside have also increased rapidly, and one by one vivid and lively figures, like exquisite statues, appear on the picture scroll.

Everyone was already numb, unable to describe the mood at the moment, and even forgot where they were, and were completely brought into it by Lynch's painting.

"Can anyone tell me how his soul power could sustain him to paint for two days. ”

Someone exclaimed loudly, unable to imagine that a person's soul power can operate at such a high intensity, and the details of this painting, even Emperor Wu, cannot hold on.

"This kind of strange question, let's wait for him to come out and ask him in person. ”

Li Xiao was speechless for a while, and sighed just now, afraid that Lynch would not be able to complete this painting, but at this moment, he could only roll his eyes.

"It's not logical, even for me, it takes more than half a year to spend most of this kind of extra-long picture, and most of that time is spent on ideation, how did he do it. ”

The Lord of Lingyun Pavilion was also puzzled, the most important source of the picture scroll was the idea.

If the idea is not good, or if there is a problem with the layout, the whole painting will be scrapped.

This is not an ordinary landscape painting, it can be completed in one day, Lynch has completed an ultra-long painting scroll of more than 20 meters, and even one wrong detail will lead to the loss of the whole picture.

This is one of the reasons why people can't understand it.

It's not just the soul power that is strong, but also the powerful idea power, unless Lynch has this painting in his mind, it's just a re-depiction.

This is not logical, because no one knows what the next topic of the Seven Stupas will be, and Lynch does not have the ability to predict the future.

Two and a half days passed, more people came, and the entire Lingyun Pavilion was completely still.

No one cultivates.

No one went out to do the task.

The halls are almost empty, and they all gather here.

In a big city closest to Lingyun Pavilion, a mysterious news suddenly came out, saying that something strange had happened in Lingyun Pavilion, and countless disciples had gathered together, not knowing what to do.

But soon, an insider received the news that an unknown boy had reached the sixth layer in the Seven Pagodas, and as long as he succeeded, he could enter the ultimate level.

Countless people flocked to see it, but they found that Lingyun Pavilion had opened the mountain protection array, and no one was allowed to enter.

Those disciples who watched were also given a gag order, saying what should be said and not being allowed to say.

In fact, there is nothing that cannot be said, Lynch's path to break through is irreproducible.

For three days, Lynch's forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole body was already soaked, although his soul power was replenished by his soul heart, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn.

When the last stroke fell, a 25-meter-long picture scroll slowly unfolded, and a wonderful picture was presented in front of everyone.

Lynch didn't know it, he always thought that he could only see a red dot outside, and he couldn't see the whole picture.

Looking at his results, Lynch sat on the ground, gasping for breath, whether he succeeded or not, he did his best.

"Qingming Shanghe Tu, I succeeded!"

Like a child, Lynch stroked the scroll in front of him, which was the fruit of his three days of labor, and only he knew how many hardships he encountered in the process.

There are three soul hearts missing, only four soul hearts are left, and there is still the last layer left, and there are four soul hearts left, I am afraid that they will not be able to continue to support it.

The sixth layer costs three pieces in one level, and the seventh layer may cost even more, and a layer of worry appeared on Lynch's face.

"Good name, Qingming Shanghe Tu, it's the April season, what a meaning!"

Elder Liu clapped his hands and applauded, at this moment, it was the Qingming season, and Lynch carved out such a picture, the meaning was too obvious.

"Great, this painting has broken countless records, I'm afraid that the level of the ancestor back then, it's just that. ”

is another elder, admitting that Lynch's paintings are too good, even if it is the ancestor back then, it is nothing more than that, in fact, everyone knows that the level of the ancestor will definitely not reach this height.

This painting is not how good the painting is, but the artistic conception, which completely transcends the imperial level.

Little by little, the scroll rolled up and floated in the air, and the relics on the top of his head, exuding a soft luster, wrapped the scroll, and then sent it to Lynch's palm.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi!"

Carefully put away the scroll, this painting is very memorable, and Lynch must keep it because it comes from another world.

This is Lynch's secret, and he even can't wait for what kind of world that legendary earth is to create such an amazing artifact.

The light wrapped Lynch, and the lost body recovered in an instant, and even the depleted soul power was restored to its original state, and the soul mountain was still widening, turning into a one-zhang wide step.

It can walk five people side by side at the same time, and it is even wider than the one who entered the Soul Mountain that day, and it seems that it has not reached the limit.

There were four soul hearts left, hanging alone on the soul tree, and Lynch smiled bitterly.

"I hope that in the next level, I don't need the help of the soul heart. ”

can only hope that the last two levels should be simpler, otherwise the soul heart really can't maintain his next steps.

The remaining soul hearts are not yet mature, and it will take a while, but Lynch can't wait for that time.

In the eyes of everyone, he strode towards the seventh floor, while the people outside were still silent under the light of the Buddha.

"Finally entering the seventh layer, what awaits him?"

Many people are gearing up as if they have entered it themselves, and the feeling is very mysterious.

Qin Feng's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he had laughed at Lynch a lot in the past few days, even with a hint of insult.

Now it's a good thing, Lynch has entered the seventh layer, as long as he clears the last two levels, he will successfully get out of the seven pagodas.

Who would doubt Lynch's ability now, such a demon, entering the sea of tattoos, who would dare to refute it.

The space on the seventh floor is relatively small, and it is the last level anyway, so there is no need to continue to hurry.

A guqin, placed in front of Lynch, on an ancient stone table, exudes a long-standing atmosphere.

On the guqin, there are exquisite carved patterns, which make people can't help but want to touch it.

Opposite the guqin, there is a stone door, and it is the first time I have heard of it.

Lynch is no stranger, he encountered it once in Tianqin Villa, and he also opened the stone door with the qin.

But today is extraordinary, there is only one opportunity, and if you fail, then all the previous successes will be in vain.

Everyone was silent, and the way of the piano had been lost for a long time, and there were almost no outstanding figures in the piano path, so it was impossible to refer to it.