Seeing that the originally extremely beautiful Quanke suddenly slaughtered away, everyone in the audience exclaimed again and again, all of them sweated for the immortal wood, and at the same time praised Ye Shangyin's ability to be really peculiar.

Immortal Wood sat cross-legged, with his back against the trunk of the man-eating flower, his eyes down like an old monk, unmoved, until the Quanke was about to pounce in front of him, only then did his right hand flick his fingers, and a fiery red seed burst out.

As soon as the fiery red seed popped out, he saw the spring guest grunt and swallow it into his abdomen, and the next moment a fiery red flower bone suddenly formed from the top of the spring guest's head, and then a thick root came straight out of the spring guest's abdomen, and then the fiery red flower suddenly bloomed, and in just two or three breaths, the spring guest turned into a dried corpse.

"Blood Rose!" Ye Shang squinted and exclaimed softly, a little surprise on his face.

Immortal Mu Mu nodded and his eyes fell on the Quanke who was sucked into a dry corpse by the Blood Rose: "Your Excellency's painting is really powerful, this Blood Rose needs to have the breath of real flesh and blood if it wants to give birth to flowers, and the wonderful brush method of Peach Valley Painting Saint is indeed a magical skill." ”

Hearing this, Qi Tian was stunned in his heart, and said in his heart: I didn't expect that this Ye Shang could really do the art of deriving things from the Qi Spirit Realm.

You must know that the only person he knows can really make the qi spirit evolve into the breath of life is Bian Laosan, and the reason why Mr. Bian can give life to it is because he cultivates the qi of the living spirit, so that he can have such magical powers.

Ye Shangyin chuckled, raised his pen and drew again, only to see a little cyclone pouring like starlight, with the turn of his wrist, he picked up and hooked up and down, and the weather was thousands, just a few brushes, and the scenery of early spring jumped on the paper.

But seeing a few clouds, there are still a little frosty ground on a budding willow gently blowing in the wind, and there are a few small yellow flowers scattered on the ground.

Everyone in the audience shouted hello in unison, and Hu Yanzhu was the best at this, and even straightened up for fear of revealing a pen.

Although Qi Tian couldn't see how good this painting was, he keenly felt that as Ye Shangyin's pen rose and fell, a spring breeze actually jumped out, and spring breezes spread out from the painting to all sides.

Suddenly, Ye Shangyin's breath changed, but he saw that the clouds turned gray, the drizzle and the spring thunder sounded, the willows pulled out the young leaves in a flash, the cold air on the land disappeared and the large pieces of new green surged up, the spring insects were full of vitality, the drizzle dissipated in a moment, the birds were flying in the sky, the butterflies were dancing on the grass, and the ground was a good scene, which made people scream.

Shao tilted and saw Ye Shangyin wave his pen and paint again, a round of red sun in the sky, the grass and trees are green, the shade is low, a clear stream meanders, and the sound of frogs is heard, and the cicadas are chirping.

The sound sounded, Qi Tian suddenly felt a heat wave, and his heart was shocked! Looking around, he saw that everyone around him was attracted by the painting, and he was sweating like pulp, as if he was really in the middle of a hot summer.

"This is ......" Qi Tian was confused for a while, and suddenly thought that Mr. Gao had said a small way qi technique called "Divine Mystery Technique", it is said that this magic technique can immerse people in the illusion of the spellcaster through any kind of hint, and some disciples are specialized in practicing this kind of qi trick to harm women from good families.

Qi Tian glanced at Ye Shangyin, who was still painting, at this time he was already painting autumn, the original emerald green was gone, the golden sun hung high in the air, the trees and grass swayed with the autumn wind, and the color of withered yellow, which made people feel infinitely lonely.

Looking at the immortal wood at this time, the body trembled, the aura of the wood around the body gradually disappeared, and three of the five thick man-eating flowers already showed a withered color, and the flowers fell and the branches withered, and they saw that they would completely turn into a dead branch in the next moment.

"It turns out that what Ye Shangyin said about the Wen Dou refers to the battle of qi and spirit, what Brother Xiang said before is that everything he painted is qi spirit, it turns out to be like this! Although it is not a fist and foot fight, it is an extraordinary means, probably this is the means that the real Qi Spirit Realm should have!" sighed deeply, Qi Tian exclaimed.

"Wonderful brushstrokes give birth to flowers, and derivative things have spiritual sense. Xiang Buwen praised his head: "This Ye Shangyin is worthy of being a disciple of the painting saint, and Brother Qi is also strong-willed, so he woke up from the artistic conception of the Ye family's boy's painting so quickly." ”

Qi Tian shook his head and said ashamedly: "It's not that I am strong-willed, but fortunately, the Qi Refining Technique I have cultivated is the Melting Heaven Star Technique, otherwise I am afraid that I will be addicted to the painting realm and will not be able to extricate myself." ”

Xiang Buwen smiled lowly, "Yes! If you cultivate to a high level, you will stick to the power of your mind and spiritual sense, and even a Qi Spirit Master with an extremely high realm will not be able to do anything." ”

"What is a Qi Spirit Master?" Qi Tian was puzzled.

Xiang Buwen was slightly stunned, and said strangely: "Didn't Mr. Gao tell you?"

He glanced at Qi Tian, who was dazed, and said with a smile: "You have a qi soul, I thought that you would go to the spirit forging in the future, and you should understand the power of "spirit", but I didn't expect that Mr. Gao only wanted you to specialize in martial arts." ”

He pointed to Ye Shangyin, who had already been painted in the ring in late autumn, and said: "In the ancient qi refining, the power of the human soul is extremely important, it is said that some qi refiners who specialize in cultivating the power of the soul can transfer the soul to possess other bodies at will to live, which is extremely terrifying! Later, the gods came into the world to destroy all this kind of qi refining technique, leaving only this part that strengthens people's willpower; therefore, some qi refiners who are naturally angry and have a soul will practice this kind of qi refining technique to enhance their willpower, and Ye Shangyin is the secret "Phantom Spirit Technique" that has cultivated in the Peach Valley , The qi recipes such as the magic techniques that are circulated on weekdays are all improved by intercepting a few passages from the phantom spirit formula. ”

Qi Tian nodded, and suddenly remembered that not long ago, the Holy Sacrifice had also said that the Holy Clan had a secret method to transfer a person's soul to another body, and he didn't care about it at that time, but he didn't want it to be true.

He remembered what Fang Wuwu had said about the soul, but he didn't want to be called mind power or willpower now, it seemed that the soul theory was not a country miscellaneous.

"We're going to have to win and lose later!" Xiang Buwen said suddenly.

Qi Tian raised his eyes to look, only to see that Ye Shangyin's lips were white at this time, and the crescent brush in his hand trembled slightly, depicting the picture of the wild geese flying south, and then looking at the late autumn sky at this time as clear as a mirror, the strong white light shone on the withered yellow grass, and the yellowed leaves gave the land a withered color, and the reed flowers were blown by the autumn wind like snowflakes, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the reed flowers were blown into the sky and scattered in the wind, and the next moment I saw a snowflake falling slowly, followed by the second, third, and fourth pieces......

In an instant, this world has entered the middle of winter!

Looking at the immortal wood who was still sitting cross-legged, his lips and body trembled as if he was really in the ice and snow, one of the remaining two flowers trembled, the pale yellow saliva in his mouth was frozen into ice, and the thick branches were also frozen hard, although the other was not here, but he could see that half of the branches were dry and yellow, and it seemed that it was difficult to continue to persevere, and when this flower was completely frozen, it also meant that the immortal wood was going to fail.

"Hey! It seems that the immortal wood will not last long. A pleasant voice sounded, and Fang Wuwu sighed lowly.

Xiang Buwen greeted with a smile and said, "Fang Shao City Lord is worthy of being a person who has obtained atmospheric luck from the Soul Forging Secret Realm, as soon as Fang feels the frost qi, he will come to his senses. ”

Fang Wuwu didn't even dare to say that if he hadn't noticed that the frost and ice qi was not a natural thing, he might not be able to break free from the painting now.

Immediately, both of them sighed that this competition was one of the few scenes in the Qi Spirit Realm that really used perception and willpower to compete, but with this one, the ring of Yanhe Treasure Exploration was not in vain, but it was a pity that the immortal wood was a little aggrieved.

At this time, Qi Tian supported his chin with his hand, paying attention to the two people in the ring, and used all his strength to feel the artistic conception and changes in it, and suddenly his eyes showed a different color, and muttered: "Immortal Wood is going to counterattack......

Fang Wuwu and Xiang Buwen were stunned for a moment and looked towards the ring.

But seeing Immortal Wood slowly straighten up, Mu Ne's face showed a resolute look and took the first step forward.

"Poplar catkins February day,"

With this step, a woody energy burst out, like a wisp of spring breeze blowing slowly like a painting, and then I saw Ye Shang's invisible body shook, and the crescent paintbrush in his hand was slowed down.

"Meng Chunchu to a little dye" immortal wood took the second step, the second wood burst out, this time like lightning into the painting!

I saw that Ye Shangyin's face showed a bitter color, and the paintbrush in his hand flew quickly, as if he was mending something, but he saw that the withered grass and reeds in the original painting had turned dark green, and they were still slowly turning green and green, and the heavy snow in the sky had stopped for most of the time.

"Shhh

"Yes, I never thought that Immortal Wood could survive in a desperate situation...... It seems that he has gained a lot from his trip to the South Pole back then!" Xiang Buwen let out a long sigh, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Immortal Wood took the third step at this time!

Although it was slow, it was so firm, one by one the leaves began to turn green, the warm breeze returned, and the plants and trees grew again!

The third step is to stand still, "Who says that the spring breeze doesn't save people?"

Ye Shangyin's face was green, the paintbrush in his hand was more urgent, and the cold aura around his body was great, and the flying poplar catkins were all contaminated by his left and right, wanting to turn into snowflakes again.

Immortal Wood was ready to take the fourth step at this time, but this step seemed to be frozen by the air around him, and he couldn't take it......

In the painting of rice paper, the grass and flowers seem to be ruthlessly knocked down by the frost again, and the color of decay reappears, and the dark green trembles in the cold wind, but it is unwilling.

"Knock! knock!"

Qi Tian clenched his fists, his heart in his chest beating like thunder, and he looked at the immortal wood intently.

In the same way, the resolute color on the face of the immortal wood in the ring is even more obvious, the thin lips that are tightly pursed outline determination, and the clenched fists are holding persistence.

Finally, he spoke: "Jun Wangnantian has a swallow returning." ”

The words fell, and the crisp birdsong of "chirping, chirping" came from everyone's ears!

In an instant, the willow branches are fluttering in the wind, two orioles are jumping and dancing between the branches, and a pale pink flower under the tree is stretching in the spring breeze and sunshine.

Ye Shangyin lowered his hand and stopped writing, turned around and arched his hand, and his voice was as quiet as a dry well: "No, my brother won, my younger brother is ashamed, it is really the spring breeze that is the end! I can't help it!" After speaking, a wisp of blood appeared from the corner of his mouth, and he staggered towards the ring, and his originally upright body seemed to have something pulled away and was no longer full of vitality.

Immortal Mu dragged the medicine basket behind his back up, Mu Ne's face was expressionless, and just when Ye Shangyin's background was about to disappear into the crowd, he said lightly: "The spring breeze is only for people with hearts, how can you know the meaning of spring without frost?"

Ye Shang was incognito and muttered, "How do you know the meaning of spring...... People with a heart ......"

At the same time, there are many people in the ring who are chanting this sentence!

PS. Some feelings and thoughts will eventually become a little light in the depths of the heart, I hope everyone will not give up easily when facing despair!

Because of all the hardships in the world, I am only afraid of those who have a heart.

As long as you have hope in your hands, there will be a good day.