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Xie Yan looked at the painting ghost in front of him, a trace of ink flashed in his eyes, and strands of black silk threads appeared on his palms, and behind him, a hazy ghost appeared silently.

"Xiaoqian has seen Childe, thank you Son."

The ghost slave that Xiao Qian's tree demon grandmother gave to Xie Yan, at first, Xie Yan didn't understand what the tree demon grandmother meant by Xiao Qian's gift to him, but after learning the ghost raising technique, he understood that if the powerful ghost painting ghost wants to grow quickly, it must be fused with the ghost slave, and for the ghost slave, this will be the only way for them to escape from the control of the tree demon grandmother.

"I'm just helping myself."

Xie Yan looked indifferent.

The ghost slave Xiaoqian bowed to Xie Yan three times again, and then her body shook, turning into a gust of black wind and blending into the newly formed painting ghost.

Xie Yanpan sat down, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the center of the ghost's eyebrows.

In an instant, endless black ghost mist rose from his body, and these ghost mist condensed into silk threads, condensing like an awl to a point, and this point was between Xie Yan's index fingers. Originally, the painting ghost, which was only the size of a baby, quickly swelled up after the black qi was injected, and soon grew to the appearance of three or four years old.

"Raise ghosts!"

Xie Yan's pupils flashed, and the black aura rushed to the sky, and all the ghost mist was compressed to a point, and all of them poured into the body of the painted ghost.

Bang bang!

The sound of muscle explosions was quickly transmitted, and the little boy-like ghost quickly grew up and became a little fat man. The little fat man sat cross-legged on the ground. Fat gradually appeared on the chest and abdomen. Xie Yan's wizard painter realm is an instant leap. Reached the middle stage.

Wizard painters are different from immortal cultivators, their realm improvement is extremely difficult, many wizard painters are only in the early stage of their lives, such as the goatee in Yanyun Town, which is still only in the early stage, and Xie Yan has only crossed from the early stage to the middle stage in just a few breaths, which shows the strength of ghost raising skills.

After entering the middle stage. Painting ghosts seemed to have entered a period of slumber, and Xie Yan's endless magic power could not be integrated into it to elevate him to a stronger level.

"Boy, don't forget that piece of iron."

A voice suddenly sounded in Xie Yan's mind, causing him to be startled.

This person's existence, even he didn't notice it, but he quickly reacted, this voice was from the old man Ding next door, this old man's strength was unfathomable, and he took a completely different path from the immortal cultivator, Xie Yan couldn't notice it, and it was normal for Xie Yan not to notice him. However, this was a wake-up call to Xie Yan, making him understand that some of the previous methods might not be used. After thinking of this, Xie Yan's eyes flickered.

However, he did not leave in a hurry, but integrated the iron piece given to him by Old Man Ding into the painting ghost.

Airplanes!!

The iron piece was originally something carved by Old Man Ding, but after coming into contact with the painting ghost, it dissolved strangely.

"Ghost Iron!?"

Xie Yan's pupils shrank, and he recognized the origin of this thing at a glance.

Painting ghosts is a force between reality and illusion, it is difficult for ordinary people to contact them, even if they are witch painters, they can only communicate with them, but there are no absolutes in the world, in this world, there is a special entry that can contact painting ghosts, that is, the so-called ghost iron. Ghost iron is a thing that is priceless, more precious than gold, Xie Yan didn't expect it, but Ding Daohai was so rich.

After the ghost iron was integrated, the veins carved on the ghost iron by Old Man Ding quickly came to life, and they were like living insects, burrowing into the body of the painted ghost.

The painting ghost, which had stopped growing, swelled again, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the size of a normal person, but the body was getting fatter and fatter, and the head was bare, vaguely looking like a Buddha.

"It turned out to be a fairy painting ghost, this kind of painting ghost, it is easy to paint the skin and difficult to draw the bones, but it's a pity that I have worked hard for so many years!"

Old Man Ding's voice sounded again, with regret in his tone.

It's just that at this time, Xie Yan didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, the magic power in his body skyrocketed again, and the mid-stage realm that had just stabilized broke through again, reaching the late stage. The realm that ordinary people can only cultivate for tens or hundreds of years, Xie Yan's kung fu is completed in the blink of an eye, and there is no hidden danger of half a point, because in the outside world, Xie Yan's own strength is comparable to that of Jindan Ancestor, and this bit of strength will not have half a point of vanity for him.

"I can't continue my cultivation here."

Looking at the inflated painting ghost, Xie Yan's heart moved.

After collecting the painted ghost, he quickly flew towards the outside of the city, he used light power, with the blessing of magic power, the light power almost reached the speed of flying in the sky, and in an instant, Xie Yan left Daomu City and came to the barren mountains and old forests outside the city.

"Go on!"

After finding a secluded place to sit down, Xie Yan once again released the painting ghost.

As soon as the painting ghost came out, it began to skyrocket.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters!!

And Xie Yan's cultivation also reached the level of the sorcerer's perfection in an instant, but after reaching this step, Xie Yan's realm was stuck, and the crazy magic power poured into his body, only improving his strength, but not increasing the realm, and the big Buddha outside was also getting bigger and bigger, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters!

The 100-meter Buddha appeared in the mountains and forests, startling countless birds.

"It's easy to draw skin, it's hard to draw bones, it's easy to draw human bones, it's hard to be fairy, I see!" A flash of realization flashed in Xie Yan's eyes.

The Immortal Law Aspect is the most difficult law phase in this world to promote, because immortals have never appeared in this world, if Xie Yan follows the cultivation methods of this world, the strongest will be to this point, but Xie Yan himself is not a native of this world, he is a scattered immortal in the outside world, the ancestor of the Endless Sea!

"Fairy bones, fairy bones, I don't know the shape of fairy bones, what I want, that is, what fairy bones are made."

Xie Yan abruptly took off the brush on his waist.

The mysterious brush that can turn fiction into reality and create something out of nothing, after lifting the brush, Xie Yan pointed at the ribs of the painted ghost.

Click......

The original void Buddha really grew ribs.

The bones are like jade, this is a fairy bone!

The fairy bones in Xie Yan's imagination, where the heart goes, what the bones do, this is something out of nothing.

The originally stagnant realm was loosened again, reaching the level of half-step bone painting, and the Buddha painting ghosts outside also changed, and a golden light actually appeared on the originally lifeless face, no longer a single ghost. This is the biggest difference between the Great Wizard of the Bone Realm and the Wizard of the Skin Realm, the Wizard of the Skin Realm draws dead things, but the things drawn by the Great Wizard of the Bone Realm are alive. (To be continued.) )