The Realm of Mystery is about to begin.

Xiao Yu stayed in the drunken house for more than a month.

In order to be able to add more strength to himself before this grand event, he studied hard day and night, and the people he saw every day switched back and forth between Lin Xianruo and Tie Wuxin.

Later, Lin Xianruo had nothing to teach Xiao Yu.

Because he has now become a master at painting with his outstanding talent and amazing perseverance!

Xiao Yu once thought about the reason for his rapid progress, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still thought that it was mainly due to the crimson massacre behind him.

Whenever he is used as a painting, he will always involuntarily associate with the trickery behind him, and his heart is full of killing and fighting intentions.

So much so that most of his works have the cold taste of Tie Xu, which makes Lin Xianruo feel suffocated every time he looks at it, and the whole person is breathless with the cold murderous aura in the painting.

There is a strange magic in Xiao Yu's paintings, and Lin Xianruo feels that he can peek into Xiao Yu's inner world a little bit through his paintings.

What she saw was infinite coldness and indifference, with murderous intent and no emotion.

This is undoubtedly a disguised torture for Lin Xianruo, who has a soft temperament, she has to check Xiao Yu's paintings every day, and she has to face Xiao Yu's cold state of mind every day.

Every time she shuddered, as if she had been drawn into the cold world of murderous intent in the painting, but she felt a little unstoppable.

When he picked up Xiao Yu's painting for the last time, Lin Xianruo's hands trembled, and he slowly cast his gaze.

It was a sketch without any color, full of stray lines.

Suddenly, Lin Xianruo felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

She fainted.

When she woke up, Pothos was standing by her bedside and told her that it was fine, but that she had fainted due to excessive fright.

"Sister Lin, that old gentleman let me tell you that Xiao Gongzi no longer needs to learn to paint in the future. ”

Hearing Lu Luo's words, although Lin Xianruo had already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but tremble, and his face turned pale.

"Pothos, he...... Will you never come again?"

"Sister Lin......"

"Okay, I got it...... Let's clean up, if there's nothing going on here, we'll go to the Drunken Immortal Residence. ”

Night.

Tie Wuxin's expression was serious, and he looked at Xiao Yu without blinking.

At this time, Xiao Yu was standing in front of the table, holding the red pen in his hand and stagnating in mid-air, as if he was frozen, and he didn't put down the pen for a long time.

Tie Wuxin on the side did not urge, and remained silent all the time, without making a sound.

See the sound in the silence, and see the thunder in the seclusion.

Xiao Yu moved.

He held the red pen in his hand, and the pen was calm and powerful, without the slightest hesitation or slowness.

On the table is a piece of black jade Shou Turtle carapace, the shell of this demon beast is like jade, crystal black and bright, and the vitality of this demon beast is very long, so there will be a "Shou Turtle" title.

Xiao Yu is going to take this piece of black jade longevity turtle's carapace today to draw the life breath of the tricky array!

Twisted lines slash across it, seemingly disorderly sliding, but combined with a different kind of beauty, full of mystery.

Xiao Yu's expression was focused, his two eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, but the hand holding the red pen did not tremble at all.

The drawing of the trick array has reached one of the most important links, and if there is a slight mistake at this time, it will be wasted!

After more than a month of exploration and study, Xiao Yu's understanding of the trickery array has reached a new height.

So today, he is ready to officially impact the first-order formation, Life Breath!

Outside the window, there was a sudden cry of a night crow

The noise rushed into Xiao Yu's heart, and the killing intent of the Crimson Slaughter was stirred up in an instant.

Bang!

The black jade tortoise shell in front of him immediately exploded and fell apart.

This time, the drawing ended in failure.

"A night crow will distract you, and in the future, there will be countless more fierce demons in front of you, what should you do?"

Tie Wuxin's face was expressionless, and he said slowly, "The Crimson Massacre has brought you not only an increase in strength, but also a strong killing aura, if you can't control it well, then this killing aura will eventually cut yourself off!"

Xiao Yu thought quietly about Tie Wuxin's words, did not speak, and picked up a piece of black jade tortoise shell from the side.

The red pen was stained with the blood of the spirit fox, and he began to draw the breath of life again.

Outside, the night crows were noisy, as if they had come to trouble Xiao Yu on purpose, and they were noisy non-stop.

Those piercing cries rushed into Xiao Yu's ears, stirring his mind wildly.

When a faint blood-red color appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes, the hand holding the red pen became a little heavier, and the black jade tortoise shell on the table immediately exploded, and it was divided into five miles again.

"Come again. Tie Wuxin's face was expressionless.

Xiao Yu didn't speak, and pulled out a piece of black jade tortoise shell.

Outside the window, the crows chirped still.

Bang!

"Come again. Tie Wuxin said coldly.

The night crow chirps.

Bang!

"Come again!"

Bang!

"Come ...... again"

Bang!

Tie Wuxin stopped talking, because Xiao Yu had already pulled out a piece of black jade tortoise shell by himself.

"I'm going to slaughter all the noisy beasts out there!"

Xiao Yu's eyes were already red, he gritted his teeth when he said this, and the hand holding the red pen was trembling slightly, not as smooth as before.

Tie Wuxin looked at Xiao Yu's appearance, shook his head slowly, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Or is it a little too early?

In fact, according to his original plan, it would take Xiao Yu at least half a year to draw the first first-order formation by himself, and he was really surprised to be able to make such progress as he was now.

In the past week, Xiao Yu would attack the first-order formation every night, and every day he would end up failing because of the current situation.

The killing aura of the Crimson Slaughter was too strong, although Xiao Yu could suppress it during the battle, but in the secluded environment where the treacherous array was drawn, the bloody killing aura would quietly drill out again, secretly affecting Xiao Yu.

"Forget it today, your current mood is still not enough, and it will only backfire if you continue like this. ”

Tie Wuxin sighed lightly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But you don't need to be discouraged, this situation is a normal thing, your current progress is so fast, even I am surprised......"

Syllable!

Xiao Yu put the red pen on the table, turned around and pushed open the door, and strode away.

Tie Wuxin looked at his back and shook his head helplessly.

He knew very well that Xiao Yu was actually a very arrogant person in nature, although the current speed of progress had exceeded expectations, but in Xiao Yu's opinion, he had not yet met his requirements.

This young man is ruthless, and he won't even let go of himself.

"Silly boy, how can the formation be so simple?"

Tie Wuxin smiled, and with a wave of his robe, the strong wind brought up closed the door.

"If everyone can become a soterous array mage so easily, then why am I looking for you?"

......

The night was deep, and the crows chirped incessantly outside the window.

Xiao Yu left the window in the room wide open, feeling that there seemed to be hundreds of thousands of night crows hidden under the night outside.

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Gathered together, small eyes were looking at him, and there was a thick mockery in it.

Those piercing cries seemed to have turned into ridicule and abuse, ridiculing Xiao Yu for being stupid.

A blood-colored murderous aura instantly rose in the room!

The crimson slaughter behind him was automatically turned on, Xiao Yu's eyes were red, and his fists were clenched!

The murderous aura was maintained tightly for a moment, then slowly faded away, and finally disappeared.

Xiao Yu let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

He knew that everything was just an illusion of himself, and that outside was just a group of ordinary night crows, with low intelligence, where would they taunt him?

He was too anxious about making achievements in the formation trickery, so that a Dao heart was constantly disturbed by the murderous aura of the Crimson Slaughter, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Tie Wuxin was right, if he couldn't cross the threshold of his own state of mind, then he would definitely not be able to draw a complete version of life breathing.

The Crimson Slaughter behind him was a double-edged sword, bringing him not only a powerful increase in strength, but also a fierce murderous aura that affected the Dao Heart.

Xiao Yu's original Dao heart was like a deep pool, and the water in the pool was clear and deep, and there was not a single ripple.

But the arrival of the Crimson Massacre added a touch of blood to the pool of water.

Outside the house, the night crows were still chirping, and Xiao Yu stood quietly in the room alone, not moving.

He recalled in his mind the scene when Tie Wuxin taught life breathing, and every stroke of the latter's pen and every sketch was clearly repeated in his mind at this moment.

Xiao Yu did not let go of every detail.

Gradually, he stretched out his right hand and traced his fingers in the void.

There was no shortage of black jade tortoise shells in the room, but he didn't rush to take it out to practice, but just closed his eyes and followed the memory fingers in his brain to copy in the void.

The night crow outside sounded again, and the killing aura of the Crimson Massacre once again rushed towards his Dao heart.

Xiao Yu frowned, trying his best to keep the spiritual platform a little clear, and built a solid cage around his Dao heart.

The sea of swords in the body was turbulent and churning, and the small golden sword in the middle emitted a soft light, accompanied by a clear sword sound, resounding throughout the entire sea of swords.

Xiao Yu remained in an empty state like this, not thinking about how to draw the formation, not thinking about whether he could succeed, but simply using his fingers to copy in the void.

Time passed silently like water.

I don't know how long later, when the deep canopy outside the window was suddenly pierced by a ray of light, the night crow perched on the canopy of the tree was about to return to its nest.

Xiao Yu opened his eyes suddenly.

He strode to the table, and with a wave of his palm, the red pen and tortoise shell were all placed in front of him.

He holds the pen, drops, outlines, and does it in one go.

The killing aura on his body was still strong, but this time his eyes were clear, and he was not swayed at all.

With the pen in his hand, Xiao Yu didn't think about anything, didn't think about anything, just like the empty painting on weekdays.

The sky outside is getting brighter and brighter, and tomorrow dawn will pierce the cold night and bring life.

The pen falls, and the painting is made.

An illusory faint blood flame slowly burned on Xiao Yu's body, and he slowly picked up the black jade tortoise shell on the table, and at this moment, a mysterious pattern on it covered the entire tortoise shell.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt something.

His mouth opened, spitting out a ball of turquoise flame the size of a fingernail.

It was a little bit of life fire that he carefully kept, and it should have dissipated a long time ago, but Xiao Yu sealed it in the sea of swords and kept it carefully nourishing.

The blue flame of life slowly fell in the center of the tortoiseshell pattern, and then lit up all the mysterious patterns.

The whole treacherous array suddenly emitted a soft blue light!

The light slowly breathed out, as if breathing.

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