Holding the portrait in his hand, Chen Feng fell into a trance.

In my mind, dimly, a figure was outlined.

But no matter how Chen Feng recalled, he couldn't remember the other party's face, so in the end he had to give up, then touched Yang Huanhuan's head, and said with a smile: "The painting is good, this portrait should be given to me." ”

After speaking, Chen Feng directly rolled up the portrait and put it away.

"Brother, it's your turn to draw for me. Yang Huanhuan grinned.

"Let me draw it for you? don't think I'm ugly, I really don't know how to do it. Chen Feng smiled bitterly.

"Whatever, as long as it's drawn by my brother. Yang Huanhuan immediately took a pose and sat in the gazebo.

Chen Feng hesitated, and then walked to the position where Yang Huanhuan had just risen. After putting on new drawing paper, he picked up the brush on the table, stained it with colored ink, and carefully looked at Yang Huanhuan's demeanor and movements, as well as the scenery around the pavilion.

Merely. The painting was crooked, even Chen Feng was embarrassed, and finally barely finished the painting, so he could only step forward and hand the portrait to Yang Huanhuan.

As soon as I saw the picture on the drawing paper. Yang Huanhuan couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Don't laugh, you had to let me draw it. Chen Feng's face was strange.

"It's okay, actually, I like it very much!" Yang Huanhuan hurriedly rolled it up and accepted it as if it were a baby.

Chen Feng was even more embarrassed, so he had to pretend to change the topic, picked up the paintbrush again, looked at it a few times in front of him, and said suspiciously: "Huanhuan, what do you say this paintbrush is for? It has the breath of a treasure, but it has no quality, and it does not belong to any kind of magic weapon." ”

"I don't know, brother, you can try it. Yang Huanhuan said.

Chen Feng nodded slightly, and hurriedly used the residual Heavenly Dao power in his body, which seeped out from his palm and merged into the brush.

At the moment when the power of the Heavenly Dao was integrated, the brush unexpectedly glowed with an extremely strange light.

This burst of light, the whole body is turquoise and full of life!!

"Not true. ”

Chen Feng's pupils contracted, and he could actually feel that the power of the Heavenly Dao could be perfectly integrated into the brush, and the energy light generated from it was not vitality to be precise, but a higher level of energy than vitality!

The power of creation!

Chen Feng gasped, he had a strong intuition, this brush was prepared for him, and by fusing the power of heaven and exerting it in the brush, he could create unimaginable things!

"Brother, you actually succeeded? The shopkeeper Xu said that no one can urge it, hahaha, it seems that my vision is very accurate." Yang Huanhuan looked elated.

Chen Feng held the brush tightly with the five fingers of his right hand, and he couldn't stop moving, maybe with this brush, he could change the status quo!

So Chen Feng did not hesitate, immediately changed to a new drawing paper, and then cleverly used the Heavenly Dao Law Eye Locking Technique to lock a peony flower in the garden in the yard, and copied it directly!

Unexpectedly, with the blessing of the Heavenly Dao Eye. My own painting level, it turned out to be like a copy, there was a lifelike peony flower on the drawing paper, and after completion, the flower emerged directly from the drawing paper, fell on the desktop, and became a real flower!

"It's amazing, this brush is so powerful, it's come true. Yang Huanhuan was stunned.

"Huanhuan, prepare paper and ink. Chen Feng was unprecedentedly shocked, and immediately sat down in his position, and wrote again with a solemn expression!

One, two, three...

Time passes.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

The relatives of the Yang family were all attracted by curiosity, and when they saw Chen Feng holding a paintbrush in his hand, he was able to make it come true, and they all exclaimed and sighed.

"Chen Feng is so powerful?"

"The master really didn't see the wrong person, I had been wondering before, but now I see the answer. ”

"With this kind of ability, wouldn't it be against the sky? It is simply not difficult to draw a mountain of gold and silver!"

...

However. And that's not the end of it.

After two hours of hard work, along with the consumption of Heavenly Dao mana, Chen Feng faintly had a new understanding, and in front of the Yang family's relatives, he directly gave up paper and ink. Unexpectedly, with the mana of heaven as ink and space as paper, he began to outline!

One by one, the mana lines move with the brush, and finally draw the tiger out of thin air!!

A fierce tiger. The lifelike emergence and landing have a spiritual !!

The moment he landed, the tiger was hovered at Chen Feng's feet, as if he recognized the painter as the master, showing a flattering look.

Relatives of the Su family. Shocked on the spot!

"Something out of thin air!!"

"It's genius!"

"And it's a creature with intelligence, unlike the ones that I drew on paper and ink before, which are all things without intelligence. ”

In the midst of the uproar, Yang Ding happened to come back from errands and entered the door to look inside the courtyard. There was an extra tiger with a pattern, and I couldn't help but be very puzzled, and I stepped forward to ask Yang Huanhuan, only to learn about the matter, and I couldn't believe it immediately!

As the power of the source realm cultivation. Yang Ding naturally knows better than others what power this brush contains!

It's a real creative force!

The power of creation, in this vast universe, can only be heard, never seen.

That's only legend. The founding spirit of the universe has the power that only he has!

One thought of the growth of all things, one thought of the opening of the universe, one thought... Eternity!

I will create, and I will give birth to everything. Anything is true, everything is possible!

It was here that he met the power of true creation!!

Then it is possible that his dead wife will be resurrected!!

Yang Ding was unprecedentedly excited, and hurriedly ran into the Yang Family Spiritual Hall. Brought his wife's posthumous photo directly, put it in front of Chen Feng, grabbed Chen Feng's hand, and said, "Can you draw her?"

"Draw people..."Chen Feng was not completely sure, when he was painting the tiger just now, he had already consumed a lot, and people are higher intelligent creatures, and the consumption will definitely be greater!

"This is my mother!" Yang Huanhuan's face was full of seriousness.

After hearing this, Chen Feng understood the meaning, and only then did he understand that Yang Ding had not married for many years. It turned out that he was bent on his dead wife, so Chen Feng simply agreed, and once again he ran and urged, and the Heavenly Dao Law Eye locked on the posthumous photo, and sketched it out of thin air again.

And this time at speed. It's obviously a lot slower than before.

The relatives of the Yang family all held their breath and did not dare to disturb loudly, for fear of interrupting Chen Feng's rhythm.

If it really happens, then Chen Feng is afraid that it will happen overnight. Sensation up and down, become a celebrity in the capital of Daluo!

I'm afraid it's Your Majesty... will be personally received!!

This is a resurrection from the dead, looking at the entire universe, the major star fields, no one can do it!

Because in the laws of this universe. He's dead... It's dead.

I saw Chen Feng holding a paintbrush, the normal line was ink, and the outline gradually appeared.

When he saw that silhouette, Yang Ding trembled with excitement, "Qing Lin..."

"Mother..."Yang Huanhuan's eyes were red.

Chen Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that it was becoming more and more difficult, and the speed at which the brush moved not only became extremely slow, but also became extremely heavy, and the consumption was very large!

And what makes Chen Feng unable to write the most is memory!!

Although the things drawn have spiritual intelligence, there is no memory of the past, and all memories start after the painting, so even if Chen Feng successfully paints it now, this is not Yang Ding's real wife...

But in Chen Feng's mind. There is another trick in the Heavenly Dao Method, which is related to resurrection.

It is a reincarnation innate technique, and it requires the cultivation of the Holy Realm to perform it.

It's just that this reincarnation innate technique, in fact, is not a creative resurrection in the true sense of the word. Instead, it is reincarnated through the power of the Heavenly Dao, and then the complete Three Souls and Seven Spirits are collected and transferred to another body.

That is, one person's life and memories are transferred to another person's body.

And if you can't collect the complete Three Souls and Seven Spirits, and if you miss one soul, there is absolutely no way to resurrect it.

After the vast majority of people die, the three souls and seven spirits do not stay for a long time.

And those with heavy resentment will form resentful spirits, and once they become resentful spirits, they will also not be able to be resurrected, because they have been distorted and are no longer pure.

Halfway through the painting, Chen Feng could clearly feel that there was not much Heavenly Dao power left in the dantian in his body, and if he insisted on finishing the painting, then he might squander it, and he would no longer be able to use this brush, and he would not be able to perform any Heavenly Dao Method, let alone improve his cultivation!

In desperation, Chen Feng had no choice but to stop writing and give up temporarily.