With his eyes closed, Lin slowly swept over one picture after another, but he couldn't feel the profound artistic conception contained in the sugar painting that the old man had turned into from it, which made Lin slowly have a blow in his heart, and after the irritability in his heart reached the extreme, he finally couldn't bear to open his eyes, and with a wave of his right hand, all the illusory brushes beside him quickly dissipated one after another.

Walking around in place irritably, Lin slowly couldn't figure out what he was missing.

Lin slowly and clearly felt that he was a little away from drawing the charm in the object, as easy as piercing a layer of window paper, but it was this simple layer of window paper that slowly and completely blocked Lin outside.

This feeling almost forced Lin to go crazy.

Taking a deep breath, Lin slowly forced himself to calm down and quickly adjusted his mentality, preparing to try it again and try to find out some subtle reasons from it.

However, just as Lin slowly took a deep breath of the cold air and quickly relaxed his mind, his body suddenly slumped, and he quickly turned to look at his side.

There, a paintbrush was sticking to the snow and trembling softly, as if resisting something, and it hadn't dissipated like the other brushes.

There was confusion in his eyes, and Lin slowly remembered that he had secretly ordered all the brushes to dissipate, why this one still existed.

In just a moment, Lin slowly reacted, his eyes suddenly had anticipation, and under the slight force of his toes, the figure flashed near the brush in an instant, and looked down at the somewhat messy humanoid silhouette under the stiff brush that paused on the snow, and he could see who the figure under the brush belonged to at a glance.

This figure was the strongest opponent that Lin had faced since he had cultivated, the false Dan cultivator of the Evil Ghost Sect outside the Black City.

The divine consciousness in his mind spread rapidly, and Lin slowly felt the suddenness under the brush, and the joy in his eyes became more and more obvious.

Although this painting is only half completed, the vitality and agility contained in it clearly surpasses that of other paintings, and if it can be completed, it may be ...... There is a good chance that it will be a real success.

Thinking of this, Lin slowly and instantly mobilized all his divine consciousness to entangle on this trembling illusory brush. In his mind, he tried to recall every move of the Evil Ghost Sect's Fake Dan Monk, and under the continuous sketching of the illusory brush under his body, the figure of the green robe in Lin Slowly's mind became clearer and clearer, and an invisible fluctuation in the lines on the ground emanated into the air. The snow scattered in mid-air was attracted and quickly combined to form a sculpture made of snowflakes.

The figure formed by the sculpture is the green robe that Lin slowly saw at the beginning, and a momentum that is not strong but unusually thick faintly spreads out in the snow sculpture.

Looking at this magical scene, the onlookers were amazed again. Completely surrender to the means of the so-called guru.

The brushes on the snow moved faster and faster, and the figure composed of white snow in mid-air also became more and more vivid, and the facial features gradually became clearer, but the eyes were forced to close, and the figure composed of snowflakes held a spirit sword composed of snowflakes in his hand.

Raising his head and looking at the constantly improving blue-robed figure in the air in front of him, Lin slowly became more and more nervous in his heart, and his mind was condensed.

Lowering his head, Lin slowly looked at the green robe that was extremely imaged on the snow, but did not have his eyes drawn. As his breathing became heavier, his arm was raised to prevent puffiness, and he controlled the brush composed of his own strength to divide it into two, with firmness, and pointed under the brow of the green robe.

The illusory invisible brush slowly touched the snowflakes accumulated on the ground, forming two small subsides, and Lin slowly looked up at the one-man tall white snow sculpture in front of him with anticipation and nervousness in his heart. I prayed in my heart.

"Move, move! When you open your eyes, you must open your eyes! ”

The tip of the illusory brush slowly sank into the snow, and the movements were so firm and gentle. It's so sharp again, cutting the snowflakes in front of the tip of the pen in half.

With a flash of his eyes, Lin slowly controlled the brush on the ground to dissipate out of thin air, and looked at the green robe composed of snowflakes in front of him without blinking. Under the dantian of luck, his life was dull, but there were majestic words pouring out from Lin's slowly red lips.

"Open!"

As Lin slowly spoke, the green robe, which was completely composed of snowflakes, was slightly shocked, and he opened his eyes as if he had suddenly come to life in the eyes of the frightened people in the distance.

There was an indifferent gaze in the back of the show.

At the same time, an endless momentum that looked like a fake pill suddenly erupted from the body of the snowflake green robe. The soul-resounding roar shook all the snowflakes in the sky into dust.

And the people who had been watching from afar were even more dizzy in their minds, and fainted in pieces.

After opening his eyes, the green robe reality looked down at his body, and as if he felt something, he turned his head to the side, and looked straight at Lin Slow on his side with an indifferent gaze.

At the same time, under the grip of the spirit sword in his hand, a trace of murderous intent emerged.

As soon as the blue light flashed, Dumb came to Lin Slowly, watching every move of the green robe in front of him, although he knew that the other party was just the scene drawn by Lin slowly, but in addition to the wrong color, if he closed his eyes, it was completely a reproduction of the green robe, so he couldn't be dumb and not nervous.

Patting Dumb's body, Lin slowly walked out from behind Dumb, a bright smile appeared on his face, the killing intent of this snowman green robe was aimed at himself, but it was not aimed at himself.

Because the green robe he drew was the same as his own appearance at that time, and this snowman green robe, no matter how real it is, is just illusory, even if it is no different from ordinary people, but how can it really have lethality.

With a casual burst of cuffs, the green robe in front of him completely composed of snowflakes instantly dissipated, and turned into a pile of snowflakes and fell to the ground again.

He may not be able to draw any scene as casually as the old man, but Lin slowly can do it in a clever way, and barely achieve the same as the old man with the absolutely profound scene left in his mind.

And this time is enough.

Because Lin slowly and completely realized what he needed to build a foundation from ** -

(To be continued.) )