But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the aura in the scroll is no longer lost. In this way, Zhao Hong hit the goal.

This "Torrent Map" is very special, Zhao Hong can see the difference at a glance, so he attaches so much importance to it.

The aura in this painting belongs to the "renewable" type, because the mood of the person who painted it was when he painted the "Motivation Diagram".

The torrent in "Torrent Diagram" is surging from top to bottom, surging down, and knowledge can give people a feeling of surging torrent and continuous flow when you see it. Others may only think that the painter is skilled, but in fact this is out of the scope of skill. It's a realm.

It can be seen from the rocks next to the "Torrent Map" that the artist's skills are also very superb, but the painting relies too much on the technique and has lost its charm.

However, the torrent in this "Torrent Diagram" is full of aura, and according to the record in the solution chapter, this is a phenomenon of returning to the light.

This torrent, the last touch of artistic brilliance in the painter's life, condenses the artistic realm of a lifetime of perception into a single stroke, from top to bottom, in one go.

After this brushstroke, the painter could no longer paint a painting with artistic conception. His future work will rely entirely on technique.

He may have improved in the future, and his skills have become more and more sophisticated, even in the annals of history, but he will never find the feeling of being immersed in that beautiful state when he painted.

The special thing about that stroke lies in the endless artistic conception.

Zhao Hong feels that there is a possibility that this painting has more than 20% of the possibilities, and the aura in it can be regenerated!!

Zhao Hong uses spiritual power to make spiritual ink, which requires a lot of spiritual power. If there is such a painting that can continuously generate spiritual power, it will be an infinite source of spiritual ink forever!

Because of such rarity, Zhao Hong will not hesitate to spend effort to repair it.

After repairing the painting, Zhao Hong was exhausted and collapsed.

With a sigh of relief, he didn't even pick up the painting, so Zhao Hong leaned back and collapsed motionless on the chair.

Zhao Hong's eyes were closed, and he entered a half-asleep state, during which he coughed lightly twice, like a patient.

Zhao Hong really collapsed. Because the repair painting does not work physically, but the power of potential, Zhao Hong's momentum has not fully recovered. Now it condensed into an invisible thin line, and it was controlled for two days and one night in a row, and once again squeezed out the last trace of Zhao Hong's potential.

However, Zhao Hong is not worried, drink some wine and speed up the recovery of the skill, and the momentum of this thing, every time it is exhausted, after coming back from rest, it will become stronger again.

The ascension of the martial arts realm was originally comprehended by chance.

Zhao Hong has indeed found a way to make himself stronger, and even a shortcut, to use up the potential, and then recover back, he will improve.

Zhao Hong fell asleep in a daze, and slept until evening.

The blue sun receded sporadically, and the clouds on the horizon were burned red.

A touch of sunset crawled into Zhao Hong's hut crookedly and lay on Zhao Hong's body.

Zhao Hong woke up slowly.

When you open your eyes, you will be greeted by the distinctive wood-paneled walls of the clean, spotlessly clean hut.

The three-layer wooden board is a good wood, very dense, no wind leakage, and it also exudes the unique wood fragrance of wood.

This small wooden house is still quite new, and the beast robbers of Chu Dong and Li Cheng burned Ping'an Town that day, and this wooden house was left because it was not noticeable in the suburbs.

No one has taken care of it for a long time, and the previous owner left in a hurry, the house is a little dirty, but now it has been cleaned up spotlessly by Zhao Hong.

After all, Zhao Hong practiced here, and the dirty environment did not overflow the body and mind.

The dirty furniture in the room Zhao Hong invited out. Now there is only a wooden bed in the room, and the new futon brought by Xiufeng is spread on it, the snow-white color, Zhao Hong has not used it, so he put it there, and the warm smell of the new quilt emanates from the futon.

Except for the wooden bed, the original furniture in the room was cleared out and thrown away one by one.

Near the window are the tools that Zhao Hong used to repair the "Torrent Diagram". These include shelves and chairs made by blacksmiths and carpenters, as well as a few small bits and pieces.

There is a rice jar in the corner, which is used to store grain.

That's all there is to the house.

Glancing around the simple and clean cabin, Zhao Hong stood up and stretched, yawned, and then let out a sigh.

"Whew! It's really troublesome that this "Riptide Diagram" doesn't get up, and even for powerful people, it's very difficult to fix this picture. Fortunately, I can continue to practice in my dreams, practice makes perfect, I have repeated it countless times in my dreams, and now I can also complete the repair in one go in reality. However, it is indeed very sad to complete the repair at once, and it is much easier if it is divided into several times. It's a pity that I tried it in a dream, and it was divided into multiple times, and the effect would be worse, because every time I did it, I would feel that it was more difficult, although I don't know why, but the experience of many attempts told me, so even if it is a strong spirit, it must be done as much as possible in one go. ”

Zhao Hong got up and paced gently in the cabin, stretching his limbs and doing some gentle and relaxing movements.

His feet were made of thick straw sandals woven of straw, tied to his feet with straw ropes, and he stepped on the wooden floor of the wooden house, making a soft creaking sound.

Zhao Hong gently rotated his arms, neck, waist, and sat with some ordinary movements, but in fact, these movements were very particular, just gentle and casual movements, which had mobilized most of the muscles and joints in the body to achieve the effect of stretching the body, which were some small movements that Zhao Hong learned in the past when he was a young master in the Zhao family.

Now that time has passed, those glory and wealth, fine clothes and jade food, and elixir treasures have become yesterday's yellow flowers, but these skills learned through hard work are firmly remembered by Zhao Hong and followed them for life.

Zhao Hong was ready to move, then put away the painting, and then sleep well.

But he heard a footstep in the distance approaching his cabin.

Zhao Hong frowned, listened to a few steps, and his brows stretched again.

"Xiuqingzhi? He's coming. ”

Zhao Hong's ears and eyes are smart, and it has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to compare, and it is simply easy for Zhao Hong to distinguish the footsteps of acquaintances.

Xiufeng and Xiuqingzhi have become his frequent visitors here.

The two were very respectful to Zhao Hong, and often took things to support Zhao Hong, and respected him very much, but Zhao Hong knew that the two of them had a plan to do so.