Three days later.

Lu Sheng carefully sat in the center of a huge and complex formation.

This time, the formation was much bigger than before.

If nothing else, this time should be far worse than any previous time.

In one go, he completely laid out the limit of the formation he could do. Ignoring the energy level, search only the world with the largest flow rate difference.

In this way, the smallest multiplier alone can reach at least one to one hundred. A little bigger is a few hundred, or even thousands, thousands.

Such a huge difference in flow velocity was enough for him to feel it for a long time.

Phew.

Lu Sheng slowly erased one of the formation patterns that controlled the energy level, and re-carved the new lines with the crystal knife.

Then slowly inject it with Yang Yuan from time to time. The formation pattern is completely fused into the whole of the large array.

"Covering the sea. Lu Sheng whispered, and his index finger touched the ground of the formation.

Hiss....

A metal ball that had completely turned black slowly emerged from behind him.

"Using the repaired and strengthened Sea Covering Pearl as the core of the formation should be able to extend the duration of the rift and withstand more space-time pressure.

It would be nice if you could expand the crack size a bit. "Lu Sheng already has some ideas, and it is best to use the formation to leave a solid sign in both worlds.

In this way, it will be easier for him to cross over into the world he has been to.

Unfortunately, the amount of energy required to achieve this level is simply too huge. Individual energy is not enough.

The Dao Marker requires an incomparably powerful force to continuously send out signals that penetrate countless space-time storms and space-time vortices.

This requires a constant supply of energy and a steady stream of replacement manpower.

"So be it for now. Lu Sheng repaired the last bit of formation lines, and checked the high-energy items on his body up and down again.

This trip to the low-level world, all the high-level things can't be brought over, and they will be isolated from the world diaphragm.

Once isolated in time travel, anything that does not have enough energy protection will be torn to shreds in an instant.

So Lu Sheng threw all his things into the sea pearl up and down. He wasn't sure if he could bring something to the world, so he didn't take the risk.

Some elixirs, two divine weapons, a newly purchased Demon Dao short knife for surgery, and two bottles of divine soul pacification potions containing great spiritual powers.

The others were some miscellaneous odds and ends, and Lu Sheng only left some basic gold, silver and gems on his body, and then added a little high-calorie food. Then he opened the large array and injected enough Yang Yuan mana into the Covered Sea Pearl.

After doing all this, he calmed down his body and mind, slowly closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged in his place.

Hiss.... Hiss....

A little red line slowly lit up and spread along the formation.

The sea pearl is suspended in mid-air, and the red threads are slowly connected below, and the number of red threads is increasing. Getting denser and denser.

Phew!!

In an instant, a gray light flashed, and above the sea pearl, a gray crack suddenly opened.

Lu Sheng jumped up, his whole body turned into black light, and shot into the crack like an arrow.

The crack slowly closed, leaving only a small point the size of a sesame seed still suspended in the air.

Snort!

Covering the sea beads quickly shot out red lines, tightly wrapping this gray point.

So that the next time you need it, you can open it up again.

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Boom.

The white curtains were torn open.

Lu Sheng looked out the window at the smooth lawn and the little blonde boy riding his bicycle in circles, and could faintly hear the sound of scribbling outside the door.

He looked down at his dress.

He is 1.6 meters tall, wearing a white shirt and jeans, and a small schoolbag with small shoulder straps. There is also a school crest pinned to his right chest.

"Fifteen-year-old Zhuo Zhenyu. Studied at the No. 2 Central School in Wax Hua Town. The greatest wish is for Daddy to fulfill his wish and become the world's top painter who has achieved the title of God's name. ”

"I didn't feel right before I came, and after the advent..."Lu Sheng sighed helplessly.

Through the reflection of the glass, he clearly saw that his still immature face had not yet departed from childishness.

"The complexion is a little pale, the skin color of Westerners, the faces of Oriental people?"

Lu Sheng was quite satisfied with this body, this world was, as he expected, a world without any supernatural powers.

The energy inertia in the void is outrageously strong.

In the Heavenly Demon World, the huge Yin Fire Energy that can destroy thousands of kilometers is not enough to even light a cigarette here.

Lu Sheng tried to exert his strength at the beginning, but unfortunately, the material structure here is extremely stable, and there is almost no free energy. It's good that a yin fire can be lit.

In addition to these, what interests him a lot is that the main theme of this world is the painter.

In more than 100 countries around the world, a world-class artist competition is held every year, named the Vision of God.

Those who win the top three will receive the supreme titles of God's Vision, God's Hand, and God's Color.

And the father of this body was once an 'excellent' painter.

Judging from Zhuo Zhenyu's memory, his father Zhuo Siqing's own painting skills are 'strong', and he is particularly confident in his realistic painting skills.

Zhuo Siqing also blamed the above judges for not knowing people. I'm depressed every time.

But what he was speechless about was that this product often boasted in front of Zhuo Zhenyu that he was extraordinary, if it weren't for him, he would have made great progress in his painting skills a long time ago, and it would not be a problem to reach the world finals.

And the shadow of his mother, Zhuo Zhenyu has never seen it since he was a child. 's father, Zhuo Siqing, is both a father and a mother, and he completely takes care of all the housework.

In addition, the most interesting thing is that there are very few artists in this world who claim to be able to master a mystery called the soul of painting.

A painter who has mastered the soul of painting can unconditionally influence any living person who sees the painting. Let them fall into all sorts of hallucinations and emotions.

"Ordinary painters don't have any ability, just ordinary people, but painters who have mastered advanced skills to draw souls can actually have all kinds of special powers.

"This world is so restrictive to supernatural powers, but it is so lenient and generous in painting.... Looks like I'm going to start learning to draw this time!"

Lu Sheng recalled Zhuo Zhenyu's memory, because he liked sports since he was a child, Zhuo Zhenyu scoffed at the paintings that his father tried to teach him, and was not interested in it at all.

This also led to his current failure to even pass the basic skills, let alone become a painter.

Later, my impression of painting changed because of some things, but now I am barely starting to catch up. It's a bit late.

"It's a bit troublesome that there is no martial arts skill in painting.... If you want to use the dark blue to make it quickly, I'm afraid there is no way..."Lu Sheng frowned, walked to the desk and looked at the book on it.

Basic sketching techniques, learn drawing, sketching and color from the masters, etc.

I opened it casually and looked at it, and it was all messy and had a lot of markings. The black characters and red annotations are mixed together, and the whole looks like a strong scholar.

In some places, there are even several paragraphs of annotations in a single sentence.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu?" Zhuo Siqing shouted his name outside the room.

Lu Sheng cleaned up his mood and hurriedly ran out.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuo Siqing was wearing a somewhat crumpled casual black suit, glasses, and a bag of killed fish in his hand.

Hearing Lu Sheng's words, it felt a little wrong. Usually my son doesn't do it like this.

But he didn't pay much attention to it, and immediately recovered and changed his shoes and threw the fish into the kitchen sink.

"How's it going, is everything going well at school today?" he asked as he went to the living room to turn on the air conditioner, then took off his coat and sat down.

"It's ok. Lu Sheng also sat down.

He had calculated it according to the comparison of the energy activity of this world. The energy here is extremely thin and the inertia is frighteningly high.

The conversion formula calculates that the time difference between the time and the Heavenly Demon World is about one to four hundred.

In other words, a year here, less than a day there.

Ten years here, ten days there.

Although this time is not too much, it is for Lu Sheng, who is seriously lacking in time now. It's already extraordinarily sufficient.

Whether this trip can break through the maze depends on the perception here.

In fact, it would be best if it came to a world with high energy concentration, but this kind of thing is not something that Lu Sheng can decide.

"It's best to be able to understand the key in the past few years. ”

Lu Sheng took off his schoolbag, and instinctively reached out and grabbed a bean paste bag that had just been taken out on the table.

Syllable.

Zhuo Siqing grabbed his wrist with precision.

"Finish eating, eat!"

"Okay. Lu Sheng immediately took control, it wasn't that he wanted to eat just now, but this body Zhuo Zhenyu liked to eat.

"You'll be eating in the school cafeteria in a few days, and your dad and I'm going to a competition. ”

As soon as Zhuo Siqing talked about painting, his eyebrows fluttered, and his spirit was flying, and he even forgot to pay attention to Lu Sheng when he reached out and secretly grabbed the bean paste bun and gnawed it.

Lu Sheng is not in a hurry, anyway, Zhuo Siqing has participated in many competitions to the sea. As for the wish of this body, it doesn't really matter if he succeeds or not, anyway, now the divine soul has been accommodated to the limit of the body. Reintegration can only be a waste.

The most important thing is perception.

As for how to feel.....

Lu Sheng memorized the Dongyuan Autumn Dew Fertilization Decision in advance, and the cultivation of this skill is mainly spiritual.

The emphasis is on being natural and following the trend.

After chatting with Zhuo Siqing after eating, he was driven back to his room to do his homework, and Zhuo Siqing also continued to practice painting.

Now the family lives on him barely selling ordinary paintings.

Today, I added a fish that gritted my teeth and endured to come over. Or Zhuo Siqing saw that his son's face was not good, so he went out to buy something to make up for his body.

After dinner, Lu Sheng sat back at his desk.

"Anyway, practice the power of self-preservation first. ”

Even if he didn't have extraordinary power, it was enough for Yang Yuan to nourish him alone.

Over the next few days, Lu Sheng learned basic painting skills from scratch while adapting to his living environment.

Zhuo Siqing, who participated in the competition, soon came back in disgrace. His painting didn't even make it to the finals in the district.

However, repeated defeats also had benefits, and he returned to normal one afternoon and continued to cook for Lu Sheng.

Soon a dish and a soup were served on the table.

"Eat. After eating, I went back to practice the basic skills. Zhuo Siqing waved his hand.

"Dad, how are you drawing? Did you make it to the finals?" Lu Sheng ruthlessly uncovered the scars.

Zhuo Siqing's face twitched.

"It's just the finals, so naturally I can get in, but I saw that it was not easy for the old people in the same group to run a trip, so I took the initiative to retreat and let him go. ”