In the world in the painting, the peerless demon king looked at Jiang Dongyu's crazy appearance outside the painting, indifferent, this is a hurdle, he must cross it, it is up to him to decide whether it is a blessing or a curse.

"If he goes on like this, he'll go to extremes. Xue Ling said, although she didn't have a good impression of Jiang Dongyu, she didn't have a bad feeling.

"All the grief and anger in the world is only because of his own weakness, if he is stronger than the master of the Qin Yin Forest, there will be no such fatal multiple-choice question. The peerless demon king said, although the qin sound in the qin sound forest made Jiang Dongyu unable to open the Qiankun picture scroll, but for the peerless demon king, he could do this, even if he was sealed by Foshan, he could still do some things, but he was unwilling to interfere.

The Dragon King Realm made Jiang Dongyu lose his humanity, and Qin Yindao made him lose his mind, in Jiang Dongyu's sea of knowledge, he was in a battlefield, millions of soldiers were slaughtered by him, and where he passed, the lives were devastated, until there was no living thing, Jiang Dongyu gradually regained his clarity, the dragon king's consciousness retreated, humanity returned, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he knelt down!

Jiang Dongyu only remembered that he was in the Qinyin Forest, because of Su Qingrou's death and fell into the consciousness of the Dragon King, his mind was full of killing, he didn't know why he came to this battlefield, he couldn't remember, at this time he came to his senses, but found that he had made a big mistake.

What country are these soldiers from, and where is this place, Jiang Dongyu can't even find a living person to ask about this, he killed them cleanly.

Jiang Dongyu walked in the direction of the rising sun, there was no purpose, just wanted to see some people, he walked like this, and it was ten days after walking, and after ten days, he saw a village.

It's just that the village is empty, the war has begun, and the civilians on the front line have long been evacuated, Jiang Dongyu took off his blood-soaked clothes, and the Qiankun picture scroll is nowhere to be found.

Jiang Dongyu found some shabby clothes from the village to wear on his body, he suddenly felt so tired, he didn't want to leave anymore, he lived in this village, cultivated the land every day, raised some livestock, this village evacuation time may be tight, so there are still some livestock, but no one has fed them for a long time, and they starve to death.

Jiang Dongyu gathered the livestock left by every family, kept them in captivity, and fed them on time every day, not to eat them, but to hope that they would live, even if it was just domestic animals, he had too much blood on his hands, maybe he wanted to accumulate some virtue with this.

Jiang Dongyu sprinkled a handful of rice on the ground, quietly looking at these chickens and ducks cutting rice, he sometimes thought of Su Qingrou, a little pain flashed in his eyes, if he knew that life was so painful, he would have made a different choice, but people will only change after experiencing it, and after comprehending it, they have no right to regret it, they can only regret it all the time, this may be life.

The war finally spread to this small village, when the iron cavalry stepped into this village, Jiang Dongyu sighed lightly, he faced this thousand-man cavalry, put down the rice in his hand, and slowly stood up.

"The chaotic countries are all subjugated to my Long Yuan's iron cavalry, and everyone in this village has left, why are you left?" the cavalry general looked at Jiang Dongyu in rags condescendingly, and asked in a cold voice.

"Longyuan Empire?" Jiang Dongyu muttered in his mouth, could it be that the Longyuan Empire has already begun to conquer the Seven Kingdoms, he looked at the thousand cavalry and said, "How is Song Mingshu now?"

"Bold, even call the name of the monarch, take it for me. The cavalry commander was furious and ordered,

"Monarch, how long has it been since I lost consciousness, Song Mingshu has ascended the throne. Jiang Dongyu didn't seem to see the oncoming spear, and he fell into deep thought.

The spear stabbed Jiang Dongyu's skin like a diamond rock, and it couldn't be pierced, and the Longyuan cavalry was shocked and used all their strength, and the spear was broken suddenly, but Jiang Dongyu was unharmed.

The cavalry general's face was gloomy, this person did not use the innate qi to protect his body, but he was still invulnerable, how terrible, and such a person should not be unknown, let alone appear in such a small village to settle down and feed chickens and ducks.

"Who the hell are you?" the cavalry general shouted, he himself is also an innate martial artist, and there are thousands of mortal cavalrymen, even if this person's body is terrifying, two fists are hard to beat four hands.

"Jiang Dongyu. ”

Hearing this, the cavalry general's eyes shrank, Ling Juehou! The name Jiang Dongyu is forbidden in the Longyuan Empire, it is rumored that when the monarch went to the Haichuan Empire twenty years ago, he was humiliated by Jiang Dongyu and was slapped three thousand seven hundred and forty-six times, this Jiangdongyu can be ranked first in the Longyuan Killing List, but Ling Juehou was the overlord twenty years ago, and now he doesn't know how to cultivate, how dare he stay?

The thousand cavalry immediately rode their horses back, but they found that the horses under the seat were motionless, and the soles of their feet were cold, like tree roots.

When Dong Yu learned from the cavalry general that the Longyuan Empire had received the help of the Xianmen forces, and was about to unify the troubled country, Haichuan, Lingfeng, Qiandao, Hongtai, Mingfeng and the Rain Country had all fallen into war, and the weakest of them had fallen into the imperial city and was completely annexed by Longyuan.

Jiang Dongyu wanted to rush back to the Haichuan Empire, but found that the thousand cavalry had disappeared, the village had disappeared, and he was still in the Qinyin Forest, with the Qiankun painting scroll behind him, as if everything was just a dream.

"Illusion?" Jiang Dongyu was shocked, he was in the illusion without realizing it, the illusion was as real as it was, even if he was already in the Dragon King realm, he was deeply trapped in it.

"It's not an absolute painting, but a corner of the future that I deduce from the sound of the piano. Lin Fangge appeared in front of Jiang Dongyu with an easy-going smile.

"Piano player!" Jiang Dongyu clenched his fists, his eyes instantly blood-red.

"Your red face is not dead, if you don't want to truly regret it for the rest of your life, be quiet. ”

Hearing this, the blood in Jiang Dongyu's eyes gradually dissipated, but his voice was extremely hoarse, "How is Su Qingrou?"

"It's okay, my seven love songs are not heard by everyone, you should feel lucky, my name is Lin Fangge, I am the master of this qin sound forest, you can call me senior brother." Lin Fangge said softly, looking at the doubts in Jiang Dongyu's eyes, he continued, "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting are four ways, the same one belongs to the same one, I entered the Tao before you, so I am your senior brother, among the four ways, there are people who are born to be kings, such as the Shenyin master in the qin road, and the Qiankun painter in the painting road all belong to this, and there are also those who are acquired as Taoists, such as Yi painters, heart painters or Taoist painters, unless the acquired Taoist can be immortals, otherwise I will not recognize them as the same door, although you are not an immortal painter, but you are a Qiankun painter, so you are qualified to call me a senior brother." ”

Lin Fangge's words opened the door to Jiang Dongyu for the four paths, this is something he never knew, although he is a Qiankun painter, but he doesn't know much about Qiankun painters.

"It seems that you don't know anything about the four realms. Lin Fangge looked at Jiang Dongyu's slightly confused eyes and said.

"I really don't know, can you elaborate on it. Jiang Dongyu asked, but the mustard in his heart was not gone, but the word senior brother could not be called.

Lin Fangge didn't care, and continued: "There are four ancient roads, outside the martial arts, the same is the fairy road, the same is the way of heaven, among the four ways, I don't know the two ways of chess and books, I know a little about the way of painting, and the way of the qin is refined, in my way of the sound of the qin, there is a divine sound master, the ancestor of the sound of the qin, with the fairy king as the qin boy, so far, the master of the sound has only appeared twice, and later there are saints who speculated that they are all one person, so as to prove that the world really has reincarnation, but it still does not make the world believe. ”

"What does this have to do with my painting?"

"The Shenyin Master is the one who was born as the king in the Qinyin Dao, but I think I can't see it in my life, if the sage's speculation is correct, then the Shenyin Master should still be in reincarnation, I don't know how many years it will take to appear in the next reincarnation, and the one who is born to be the king in the painting is the Qiankun Painter, and the difference between the Shenyin Master is that the Qiankun Painter has never been broken, but in the same lineage, so I want to see what kind of person can be as famous as the Shenyin Master, you should be Jiang. Lin Fangge said, saying the advent of the Qiankun painter, the Qiankun painter is the natural king of the painting, and in the same line, Jiang Chuhe is the Qiankun painter, so Jiang Dongyu is also the Qiankun painter, which is not fair to the world's painters, but it is also relatively fair, because of Lin Fangge's next sentence.

"It's just that those who enter the Tao also have the opportunity to become Qiankun painters, if they enter the Qiankun Dao as an immortal painter and surpass their predecessors in the Qiankun Painting Dao, then the Qiankun painter will change his surname, and the surname Jiang will become a Qiankun painter for only a thousand years. ”

Qiankun painter Qiankun Dao, what kind of Tao is that, Jiang Dongyu can't understand, he was born to be a king, but it takes time, he must become an immortal painter to really enter Qiankun Dao.

And the Qiankun painter is not surnamed Jiang since ancient times, just like the change of dynasty, the empire will not perish, but the national surname may change, Jiang Chuhe has become a new generation of Qiankun painter, so Jiang Dongyu can be born as a Qiankun painter, after entering the painting Tao, he is the Taoist painter's painting cultivation, but there is no means of attack.

As soon as the picture of Qin Yinlin turned, Jiang Dongyu appeared in a room, and in the room, Su was lying on the bed softly and quietly.

"This female companion of yours is very suitable for the piano and the sound of the piano, so you can stay here. Lin Fangge said, "If you let her practice martial arts, she won't be able to see your back in the future, and Qinyin Dao can give her some hope." ”

Jiang Dongyu was silent, he already knew that Lin Fangge was using the qin sound to help him see himself clearly, so that he could experience the pain of loss, and at this time, seeing Su Qingrou alive and well, the mustard in his heart finally disappeared, and he began to be grateful to this cheap senior brother.

At the same time, what Jiang Dongyu cared about was the illusion, which was not an absolute illusion, but a corner of the future, which was deduced by Lin Fangge with the sound of the qin, which means that the things in the illusion may become a reality in the future, Long Yuan conquered the Seven Kingdoms and unified the chaotic countries.

This is something unacceptable to Jiang Dongyu, he has to do something.