Time passed little by little, and there were more and more paintings on the two people's drawing plates, including the shadow of a bright sword, the shadow of the destroyed stars, the landing of thunder, the world of Dading Town, and the sideways movement of mountains.

In short, the power of the rules became stronger and stronger, spreading towards the land of eight sides, and many people stood on the rocks not far away and watched the game between the two, all showing strange looks.

And such a shameless chess move?

Under the guidance of the virtuous monarch of Vientiane, Jun Mo Lin played all tricks, which looked very chaotic, but on the contrary, it was very useful.

In the painting game, the brilliant golden tripod has always wanted to condense and form, but it seems that there are countless cracks, so that the momentum of this golden tripod can never really be condensed and born, and the scattered stars contain very domineering power, and the golden tripod that fails to gather momentum cannot be crushed at all.

On the painting plate, there are more and more shadows, the old man's palm is raised, and a big tripod containing the power of strong rules appears there, but he can't fall for a long time, his expression is extremely ugly, and he faintly feels that no matter how he continues, don't want to gather the formation.

"No, no more. The old man smashed the paintbrush on the painting plate, and in an instant, a rumbling sound came out, the painting bureau was destroyed, Jun Molin showed a strange look, and glanced back at Vientiane Xianjun, the magic stick is worthy of being a magic stick, unexpectedly, really calculated all the changes, so that the other party has no children?

On Xiaohan Mountain, everyone's eyes fell on Jun Molin's body, is this okay?

Many people come to paint the temple for the study of painting the Tao, or they are good at painting the Tao, however, such a speechless painting style, they are still the first time to see it, but although it is a little unbearable, but it is intriguing to look closely, to be able to predict the other party's movements, and seal it in advance, thus affecting the overall situation, how strong is this mental arithmetic ability?

Jun Molin returned to his previous position and looked at Vientiane Xianjun with a strange expression.

Si Gongzi naturally knew that this was not done by Jun Molin, but by the wise man of Vientiane, he had said that he wanted to calculate the change of the chess game, he thought it would be a joke, but he didn't expect him to really do it.

Is this too much?" Jun Mo Lin asked as he looked at Si Gongzi.

Si Gongzi looked at Jun Molin, and then nodded a little speechlessly. "Then go ahead and try the second game. Jun Mo Lin seemed to be a little interested, stepped on the second painting plate, and many eyes fell on him at the same time, watching him play.

Like the first game, except for the beginning of the game, he put pen to paper at will, although his painting skills have improved somewhat, but it is not much better than the chicken pecking at the rice map.

After that, under the guidance of Vientiane Xianjun, he saw the moves, like a stalker, and the old man sitting on the drawing plate said angrily after the end of the painting game: "I have never seen such an ugly chess move." ”

After that, the third and fourth innings.

Jun Molin broke six chess games in a row, the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger, even Vientiane Xianjun also felt struggling, the game changed more and more, the seventh game of chess, Jun Molin finally lost, and was blasted out of the drawing board by the terrifying painting array.

But even so, the terrible record of winning six games in a row made everyone look sideways, and they all looked at Jun Molin and his party curiously.

Jun Molin has experienced seven rounds of painting battles, and he vaguely feels that he has really entered the beginning, and he has understood the way of painting, and he finds it more and more interesting, and he is very interested in it.

"There are too many changes to do mental arithmetic?" Jun Mo Lin said to Vientiane Xianjun.

"It seems that I underestimated the painting road, but I didn't expect a small painting plate to evolve so many changes, just like the avenue, different painting techniques and painting styles, the difference in the power of the painting array can be so big. Vientiane Xianjun spoke, no longer despising chess as much as before.

Of course, as a person who has not really studied painting, it is already extremely terrifying to let Jun Molin crack all the way to the seventh game just by calculating.

You must know that these chess games are not ordinary drawing games, but painting sanctuary cloth, the nine major painting games, the further you go, the stronger they become.

"I also found it very interesting, and I became a little interested in painting. Jun Molin looked at Si Gongzi and said, "You have to crack the Nine Painting Bureau to be eligible for the Painting Saint Inheritance?"

Si Gongzi shook his head with a smile: "Yes and no, after cracking the Nine Painting Bureau, there is a stronger game, and it will be counted after that level." ”

Jun Molin and Vientiane Xianjun glanced at each other, with the ability of Vientiane Xianjun, he only cracked six games, and the difficulty of the next three rounds can be imagined, however, after these nine rounds, there is a stronger game.

What a terrible game that would be?!

Jun Mo Lin didn't know, he couldn't imagine it.

"Whether you can pass it or not, there is no need to worry, Hanjiang is good at painting and forming formations, and his mental arithmetic ability is extremely outstanding, and he has only passed the seventh game, and if he wants to crack the ninth game of Qifeng, it is not something that can be done overnight. Si Gongzi said with a smile.

His teacher is a saint of painting, how can all these things laid down by the saint be simple?

"In that case, let's go down the mountain first. Jun Molin said, ready to return to Qingyun Mansion temporarily.

"Good. Si Gongzi nodded, and he said to Vientiane Xianjun: "If the old gentleman learns the art of painting, I believe he will be able to crack the nine games." ”

"That's not what I'm interested in. Vientiane Xianjun smiled and shook his head, although the astral technique could not be used often, but this was his interest.

The painting game is just a thousand changes on a painting plate, and it is the way of painting.

And astralism is the infinite change of heaven and earth, the avenue of heaven and earth.

Coming down the mountain to Qingyun Mansion, they met a middle-aged man, this middle-aged man has an extremely ordinary temperament, his appearance is mediocre, he looks very kind, and when they saw Jun Molin, they smiled and said: "Little junior brother, I heard that you also invited some people to come, are these friends?"

"Hmm. Si Gongzi nodded and said with a smile: "This is my second senior brother." ”

Jun Molin looked at each other, only to see the middle-aged man nodding at them with a smile, and there was no breath on his body.

But Ye Futian knew that Kaiyuan, the second disciple of the Painting Saint, was a very terrifying virtuous monarch-level figure with super combat effectiveness.

Jun Molin smiled at Kaiyuan and saluted back, "I've seen Mr. Er." ”

"Those who come are guests, you don't have to be polite, you are casual in Qingyun Mansion, you don't have to be restrained. Kaiyuan said with a smile and left.

"Mr. Two seems to be very casual and very easy to get along with. Jun Molin said to Si Gongzi, which was also consistent with the news he had inquired about before.

Kaiyuan, the second disciple of the Holy Seat, is a good man.

"Well, the second senior brother is gentle and has a lot of friends, this time, Zong Zetian was also invited by the second senior brother to come out of the mountain here, and now he should be on his way here. Si Gongzi said with a smile.

"Zong Zetian?!" Jun Molin looked puzzled.

"Don't tell me you don't know Zong Zetian. Si Gongzi looked at Jun Molin with a strange expression

In the land of Qingzhou, Zong Zetian's fame should not be known to anyone.

Where did these guys in front of you come from?!

"Who?" Jun Molin asked with a smile, in response to Si Gongzi.

Si Gongzi showed a strange look, looked at Jun Molin and said, "He is the one who has the ability to crack the ninth game." ”

Jun Molin didn't ask much, but in the next few days, he quickly knew who Zong Zetian was, because the people in the mansion were talking about it every day, and the people who talked about it the most were Zong Zetian and Chaoge City.

When Chaoge City entered Qingyun Mansion, Xiao He, the great disciple of the painting saint, personally greeted him.

And more people are looking forward to the arrival of Zong Zetian, and now there are more and more prestigious figures in Qingyun Mansion, so it is becoming more and more lively, and occasionally there are some rumors about Jun Molin, after all, that painting battle is very impressive.

At this time, Jun Mo was also idle, he lived in Qingyun Mansion, at this moment, he was actually reading a book, and the cover of the scroll was engraved with various paintings, obviously, this is a scroll of painting!

In addition to reading, Jun Molin also makes his own paintings, or goes to Xiaohan Mountain to observe, from which he can understand the way of painting.

More and more, he discovered that painting was subtle, and if he could master it, it would be of great benefit to his own strength.

These days, he also knows who Zong Zetian is, he is a disciple of Qingzhou's Dao Tong Holy Land Mountain, and he is a disciple of the saint, Zong Ze is known as the first person in the descendants of Dongshen Mountain, and the three major holy realm powerhouses of Dongshen Mountain taught him at the same time, saying that if there is a saint in the next battle of Kyushu Daotong, there will be Zong Zetian.

Such an evaluation means that Zong Zetian is no longer just a saint talent, but is destined to become a saint realm figure in the future, and the world looks at him in this way.

In addition to Zong Zetian, the Chaogecheng Dynasty that has arrived also has a great origin, from the Great Shang Dynasty, it is the Holy Dynasty of Qingzhou to dominate the endless territory, it is said that many years ago, the Great Shang Dynasty once unified Qingzhou, covering the sky with one hand, although it is now declining, but it is still the pinnacle of Qingzhou and even the ancient wasteland.

Otherwise, Xiao He is a strong man in the list of sages, and he is also a great disciple of the painting saint, how can he greet him in person.

In addition to them, the rest of the people who can enter the Qingyun Mansion are all characters who have been recognized by the nine disciples of the Painting Saint, either from extraordinary backgrounds or with great talents.

After all, this is a thing about the inheritance of painting, and it is naturally eye-catching. On this day, Xiao He, the lord of Qingyun Mansion, entertained guests in the mansion.

Qingyun Mansion is extremely lively at this time, and everyone in the place of wine and banquet is extraordinary.

Jun Mo Lin and they all sat down separately after their arrival, in an inconspicuous position, he looked straight ahead, Xiao He, the eldest disciple of the painting saint, a heroic middle-aged figure, his wife looked very young, it seemed that she was only about thirty, and her appearance was amazing, after all, she was the first beauty in Qingyun City, and her appearance naturally did not need to be doubted.

However, among the crowd who came today, there were many women whose faces were not below the first beauty in Qingyun City.

In addition, sitting near Xiao He is a pair of young men and women, with a faint noble aura on their bodies, they are the Chao Ge City of the Great Shang Dynasty and the Chao Geyi brothers and sisters, and this Chao Geyi is also extremely beautiful.

The brother and sister show their noble bearing.

There are many strong people around the two brothers and sisters, each of whom seems to have a peaceful atmosphere, but they all have a noble aura on their bodies, and they are all from the Great Shang Holy Dynasty.

In addition to this, there are also very, very outstanding people opposite them.