in an ox cart.

Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and recuperated.

In the past six months, he has often stared at the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, which has caused him to consume a lot of energy, and he always feels tired.

It seems that it is difficult to recover for a while.

Although the will of the Extreme Way had a great influence on him, it also showed him the way.

If it weren't for the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, he didn't know that the power of will could be so powerful and terrifying.

This is a force against the sky.

Does this mean that the will of the Thirteenth Emperor and the Twelfth Emperor of the Anti-Heaven is an anti-heaven-level existence?

Otherwise, how dare you go against the sky?

In the past, he was not curious about the sky, and he never thought about what the sky was.

But now, I'm curious.

Is everything running in this heaven and earth conscious or unconscious?

He once thought that "heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs", that is, heaven and earth treat all things the same, and no one is particularly good or bad.

Everything goes its course.

In other words, no matter what becomes of all things, it is the behavior of all things themselves, and has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth go with the flow, everything is like the wind into the night, moisturizing things silently.

But.

Ever since he saw the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, his perception seemed to have changed.

And when he killed the heavens with the Extreme Dao Killing Monument, he also heard the voice of "Heaven", and there was a bit of anger in the coldness......

What did this "Heaven" do to make the Twelfth Emperor and the Thirteenth Emperor want to kill the Heavens?

He does not feel the evil of the "Heavens" now, nor does he perceive the evilness of the "Heavens", let alone the consciousness of the "Heavens".

So.

The Twelfth Emperor and the Thirteenth Emperor, is the "Heaven" they want to kill the Heaven above their heads?

Maybe it's the same.

Probably not.

At some point, the ox cart stopped.

Feng Qingyan came back to his senses, lifted the curtain, and saw that he hadn't entered the city yet, but was just in the wild, so he was a little surprised: "Qingmang, why did you stop?"

"Your Majesty, it's noon, and the little lady in the shadow book said that she wants to prepare lunch. ”

Qing Mang snorted.

Feng Qingyan nodded and didn't say much, he had already acquiesced to walking with them, so he didn't leave alone.

He thought for a moment and stepped off the bullock cart.

"A gentleman will do the trick for a moment. Yingshu smiled and said, "I'll go find some firewood and come back first, and see if I can catch two pheasants by the way." ”

"Be careful, don't go far. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Got it. ”

The shadow book flashed into the mountains and forests.

Donggong Lan motioned to the maid, and the maid followed.

"Qing Mang, go and help the handle. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Huh?"

Qing Mang was dazed, so he quickly woke up and said, "How do you help the handle, find firewood, or make a fire?"

"Catch two pheasants and come back. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Oh, good. ”

Qing Mang then flashed into the mountain forest.

Soon after, Qing Mang, the little lady of the shadow book and others came back, and began to make a fire to roast chicken, and continued on the road when they were full and rested.

But when he got in the car, Feng Qingyan said: "Little lady of the shadow book, how do you know that I am going to the painting city?"

"Guess?"

Shadow Book smiled slyly.

Feng Qingyan smiled helplessly, and then looked at Donggong Lan.

"A feeling of inexplicability. ”

Under Feng Qingyan's gaze, Donggong Lan said it after a deep groan.

"Why did Sister Lan say it?"

Shadow Book said helplessly.

When Feng Qingyan heard this, he frowned slightly, feeling?

"It's really an inexplicable feeling. The little lady in the shadow book said, "The gentleman doesn't believe it, hehe, I know you won't believe it." Actually, Sister Lan and I didn't believe it at first, but Sister Lan and I waited for a gentleman on the road, which shows that Sister Lan and I didn't feel wrong. Well, how to put it, this feeling is very strange, and I can't explain it for a while, it's very special......"

Feng Qingyan didn't say anything when he saw that the shadow book said this.

The three of them got on the ox cart and continued towards the painting city.

In Donggong Lan's ox cart, Yingshu frowned and said, "Sister Lan, why do we know? When the gentleman says he is leaving, we know where the gentleman is going, which is amazing......"

Donggong Lan shook his head.

At first, she was still happy, thinking that she had a heart-to-heart with the gentleman, so she knew where the gentleman was going.

But come to think of it, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Why is that?

After a while, a look of surprise appeared on Donggong Lan's face, and he said, "Yingshu, have you ever thought that in fact, it is not that we follow the gentleman to paint the city, but that we ourselves want to paint the city?"

"Huh?"

Yingshu was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't it the same?"

"How is this?" Donggong Lan shook his head and said, "How can I say it, maybe there is something in the painting city that attracts us." ”

"Isn't it a gentleman?"

Shadow Book said with a smile.

"A gentleman, but not a gentleman......"

Donggong Lan said, thinking deeply.

"Sister Lan, what are you thinking?" Shadow Book stretched out his hand and waved in front of Donggong Lan's eyes, "Why do you want to do so much, as long as you know that the gentleman is going to the painting city......"

"Sister Lan, do you really want to follow the gentleman all the time?"

"Where the gentleman goes, you go?"

“......”

Along the way, the shadow book kept talking, like a loose pony.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a month passed, and Feng Qingyan's ox cart finally drove into the Yue Kingdom, and as long as he drove thousands of miles, he would be able to step into the boundary of the painting city.

Painting the city boundary, also known as the painting world, painting the world, etc.

It is located in the southeast of Zhou Tianxia.

That is, the east of the original Chu State, the south of the Yue State, the north of Lei Ze, and the west of Lei Hai.

Seven or eight days later.

The two ox carts finally drove out of the country and entered the boundary of the painting city.

However, after entering the boundary of the painting city, he saw that the sky and the earth were white, and there seemed to be an endless fog covering the heavens and the earth, which made Feng Qingyan slightly stunned.

He hadn't paid much attention to the painting city before, so he didn't know the situation in the painting city.

"Hey, how does it look like the realm fog of the Wushan Realm?"

Qing Mang was a little surprised.

At this time, the two ox carts were parked in the fog, and Feng Qingyan, Yingshu, Donggonglan and others walked down, curiously looking at the white fog of the sky and the earth.

"Sister Lan, have you ever been to the painting city?"

Shadow book asked.

Donggong Lan shook his head and said, "I've never been here." ”

"Gentleman, are we going the wrong way? Perhaps, this is not a painting city, but a foggy place?"

Shadow Book Road.

"That's not wrong, the painting city should be in the fog realm. ”

Feng Qingyan said, then closed his eyes, and felt that there was a majestic and incomparable literary atmosphere in the fog, which was the literary atmosphere emanating from the painting city.

The majesty is like a piano city and a book city.

"The painting city is in the fog realm?Could it be that the fog in front of you is painted by the painting king......?"

"Indeed, this mist was born of heaven and earth. ”

Donggong Lan also said.

"This painting city is so strange, why is it hidden in the fog? Isn't this impossible to find?"

Shadow Book shook his head and said, looking puzzled.

"It's kind of weird. ”

Donggong Lan nodded.

She and Yingshu are either six-pin piano masters or six-pin calligraphers, but they can't discover the existence of the painting city from the fog, so how did the painters below the sixth rank enter the painting city?

Isn't this a stop for painters below the sixth grade?

It stands to reason.

Whether it is the four cities of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, there is no restriction on entry and exit.

When did the painting city change?

"Gentleman, are you going to discover the painting city?" asked the little lady in the shadow book, "Is the painting city hidden in the fog?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Feng Qingyan opened his eyes and said.

"What do you mean?"

The shadow book was surprised.

"This painting city is a little different from ordinary cities. ”

Feng Qingyan groaned.

"How is it different?"

Shadow Book suddenly became curious, but she tried to look, but she still couldn't see anything in the fog.

"This fog can indeed be said to be a painting city. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

"Huh?"

Shadow Book was stunned.

Donggong Lan was also a little surprised.

"This fog is the painting city, gentleman, although I don't read as much as you, don't lie to me. Yingshu couldn't help but say, this is obviously fog, why is there any painting city?

He also said that the painting city is not the same as the ordinary city.

Even if it is so different, it cannot be said that the fog that envelops the heavens and the earth is a painting city.

This is outrageous.

"Gentleman, what is the mystery of the fog that envelops heaven and earth?"

Donggong Lan said.

"This fog that envelops the heavens and the earth can actually be said to be a secret realm, but this secret realm is just a painting city. Feng Qingyan explained that he didn't see the whole picture of the painting city at this time, but only saw a part of it.

And it's not as simple as he seems.

"Really?"

Yingshu was stunned and said, "Why haven't I heard of it? When did this happen?"

In fact, there is often a connection between the four holy cities.

And.

Many literati are double arts, or three arts, or even four arts practitioners.

In particular, calligraphy and painting are very intertwined, and many calligraphy or painting kings are not low in attainments in the other way.

"Could it be that the painting city has changed dramatically?"

Donggong Lan was also a little surprised.

Even if she has never been to the painting city, she usually pays little attention to it, but she still knows some basic information.

But she had never heard of it, and the painting city was hidden in the fog.

Could it be that she hadn't been paying attention before?

"Do you see there's a gallery in the fog?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan www.qkwx.xyz was slightly surprised, and at some point, a looming mysterious gallery appeared in the fog.

"Gallery?"

"Nope. ”

Yingshu and Donggonglan shook their heads, but they didn't see any galleries.

"Your Majesty, Qing Mang didn't see it. ”

Qing Mang interjected.

"It seems that the gallery is the way into the city of paintings. ”

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, and he was also a little puzzled by the painting city, as if the painting city had a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

It shouldn't be.

“...... Uh, we can't see it, what should we do?" asked the Shadow Book, "Isn't it possible to enter the Painting City?"

"It seems a little quirky. ”

Donggong Lan Road.

"It's a bit weird indeed. ”

Feng Qingyan nodded, always feeling that the painting city would not be like this.

"Well, it's weird, but ......," Shadow Book wrinkled his little nose and said, "I can't tell where it's weird, I always feel that it shouldn't be like this." ”

"Come with me to the gallery. ”

Feng Qingyan looked at the road and walked towards the mysterious gallery hidden in the fog.

Yingshu and Donggong Lan hurriedly followed when they saw it, especially Qing Mang, for fear that if there was a "boom", the king would disappear again.

This kind of sudden disappearance of the king, it is a special experience......

But in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyan walked to the mysterious gallery, only to see that the gallery was hidden in the fog with no end in sight, as if it was thousands of miles long, which surprised him in his heart.

Wanli Gallery?

That's a bit of a staggering length.

At this time, he looked at the gallery curiously, and saw paintings painted in the gallery.

Each painting is like a world, which makes Feng Qingyan a little amazed and amazed by the painter's methods.

"But you noticed the gallery?"

Feng Qingyan looked at it for a while and asked the two of them.

"Nope. ”

Yingshu was a little distressed, and said: "I'm a dignified six-grade calligrapher, and I can't even enter the painting city? This painting city, isn't it too bullying? It's too xenophobic? Moreover, I'm a calligrapher, and I'm half a painter......

Lan didn't feel it. ”

Donggong Lan Road.

"It's weird. ”

Feng Qingyan's face was full of doubts, and he didn't understand why the two of them couldn't see it, and why they couldn't feel it.

This is the existence of the gallery very obvious, and it is not illusory, why can't it be felt and seen?

At this moment he walked into the gallery.

And his figure, in the eyes of Yingshu and Donggong Lan, disappeared directly.

"What about the gentleman?"

Shadow book asked.

"Don't be in a hurry, the little lady of the shadow book is very experienced in this situation. Qing Mang smiled and said, "What we have to do now is to wait, just wait for the king to appear himself." ”

"Uh......"

"Well, it's better not to look around, or you'll lose yourself. ”

"Hehe, Qing Mang, so, did you lose yourself? In the end, the gentleman got you back?"

Shadow Book couldn't help but laugh.

Qing Mang smiled awkwardly.

Donggong Lan carefully looked around and carefully felt the fog around him, but he still didn't feel the existence of the gallery.

Is this gallery really the way to the city of paintings?

It stands to reason that the painting city should not be so mysterious, after all, the piano city and the book city are very normal, and there is nothing fancy......

And.

The painting city is so engaged, but how many painters have lost their way?

Therefore, Donggong Lan thought that there was something wrong with the painting city, which caused the fog to cover the world and hide the painting city in the fog.

"Sister Lan, do you think the painting city will be finished? and it will become a fantasy existence?" the shadow book suddenly opened his mind, "Or is it that the painting king painted a painting and suddenly took the painting city?" or are we in the painting now?"

"In the painting?"

Donggong Lan was stunned for a moment and said, "It's not impossible. If we are really in the painting, I am afraid it is not an ordinary painting......"

"It's definitely not an ordinary painting, after all, even the gentleman didn't notice it. ”

Shadow Book Road.

At this time, the two carefully looked at the fog around them, but unfortunately they still did not find anything, nor did they feel the strange feeling of being in the painting.

But more and more, they felt that they were in the painting.

"Could the painting city be a painting?"

After a while, the shadow book suddenly thought, "It's just that the world has not been aware of it, or is the world we live in also a painting?"

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