"Don't struggle, or I'll destroy your Yuan Shen with a thought!" Yan Shan's voice came faintly.

Qi Miao'er's heart was a daze, knowing that Yan Shan Soul was right, and looking at Yan Shan Soul's indifferent demeanor, it seemed that she really didn't care about her life or death. His expression was gloomy. Zhi Lu Dao's spiritual power was not Yan Shan Soul's opponent at all, and then his fate was completely in the hands of the other party. He got up from the lotus leaf, bowed his head and left gloomily, and landed on the boat.

Yan Shan Soul's gaze faintly swept over the remaining two people on the boat, Shu Qing'er's face was grim, and his figure swept up from the boat and landed a hundred meters opposite Yan Shan Soul. Without saying a word, he stretched out his finger and hooked it, and the lake rushed up like a dragon. Shuqing'er waved his arm sharply, and the word "water" jumped into the air.

The word "water" is completely condensed from the water of the lake. It stands to reason that after the writing of the book is completed, when the mana is withdrawn, the word "water" should be scattered, and the worst should fall into the lake. However, the word "water" still stands in the void. This is completely without the support of the mana of the book, it is completely the potential that the word "water" itself exudes, and it is this potential that makes the word "water" float in the air. In other words, the word "water" written by Shuqing'er already has spirituality and can use the power of heaven and earth.

Xu Ziyan, who was standing on the boat, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this calligraphy is really a must in calligraphy, no wonder he is proud. Xu Ziyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly found that the potential of the word "water" was not only that. It seems to be still in the air, but the word "water" seems to be moving, and when you look at it, you can feel the meaning of water in the "water" surging like a surging river.

Xu Ziyan closed her eyes, and she suddenly had a feeling that qinqi, calligraphy and painting are inseparable from the way of heaven, and it can be said that this qinqi, calligraphy and painting is a branch of the way of heaven. For example, the meaning of water contained in the word "water" is not interpreted through one word? With this level of comprehension, Xu Ziyan suddenly felt that the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were really not remarkable. Don't forget that Xu Ziyan has a world realm in her body, and she often turns into the Purple Smoke Space Heavenly Dao to cultivate. The understanding of the Heavenly Dao naturally has an innate advantage.

Qin, naturally, there is no need to say it anymore.

Chess, Xu Ziyan firmly believes that he has an understanding of the way of heaven, and now his chess way is definitely higher than that of chess. As for the soul of Yanshan, Xu Ziyan was not sure in his heart.

Books, Xu Ziyan, who has comprehended the five attributes of today, has exceeded Shuqing'er's understanding of calligraphy for no reason.

painting, Xu Ziyan is also confident that he has surpassed Xuan'er painting.

This is the difference between Xu Ziyan and them, the four of them are from a low place little by little to a high comprehension. Xu Ziyan is different, but she has been comprehending the general outline of ten thousand laws, the way of heaven. In this way, when looking at the end of the branch in reverse, it is naturally suddenly penetrated.

At this time, Yanshan Soul also wrote the word "water" with lake water, and it jumped into the air. The word "water" is much more majestic than the word "water" in the book, and the word "water" in the book is a turbulent river, and the word "water" in the soul of Yanshan is the surging sea.

And the situation is not only that, the word "water" in the book is like ten thousand streams returning to the sea, attracted by the word "water" of the soul of Yanshan, and the water in the word is actually empty and flows towards the word "water" of the soul of Yanshan, and melts into the word "water" of the soul of Yanshan. In just a few breaths, the word "water" in the book has completely disappeared, and the lake has been completely integrated into the word "water" of Yanshan's soul.

Shuqing'er's face showed a look of struggle, how can he be willing to work hard to cultivate so far, but he wants to become someone else's house slave. The eyeballs were rolling around in the sockets, and a trace of sarcasm flashed across the corner of the mouth of the Yanshan soul on the opposite side, and he said lightly:

"What? Want to go back? ”

Shuqing'er's expression was stagnant, and the struggle on his face became more intense. Yan Shan Soul said lightly:

"If I let Qin Qing deal with Hua Xuan'er, and then I deal with you with Qi Miao'er, I don't know if Lu Dao can kill you here?"

Shuqing'er's figure was shocked, and a look of panic appeared on his face. She knew that what Yan Shan Soul said was not false at all, and now Qin Qing and Qi Miao-'er were completely controlled by Yan Shan Soul, and every thought in their hearts could not escape the divine consciousness of Yan Shan Soul. Therefore, even if they want to let go of themselves, they dare not put it into practice. In this way, under the siege of Yanshan Soul and Shuqing'er, he really doesn't have much way to live. What's more, there was a woman in the middle of the god transformation period standing on the boat, and what scared her the most was that there was no trace of the late stage of distraction. Since Kill Wuxian and Yanshan Soul take a boat to play together, who knows if Lu Dao will judge impartially and help Yanshan Soul?

Sighing softly, dignity is important, but life is even more important. The more highly cultivated a person is, the more afraid he is of death. opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of natal essence, which was sucked in by Yan Shan's soul.

After that, he ignored the book and looked at the painting on the boat.

Hua Xuan'er was on the verge of collapse at this time, watching her three friends become other people's house slaves in turn. It's funny that he and the others just wanted to take the young man in front of him as a house slave. Now he has reached the dilemma of not being able to advance or retreat.

Compare!

You are likely to lose.

Not comparable!

Will the other party let him go?

With a long sigh, Xuan'er knew that now he is better than him, and he has to compare if he doesn't! But what to compare! His own momentum has been taken away by the other party. Don't say that the other party's painting skills surpass you, even if it is equal to yourself, under this momentum, you can only lose.

However, in the end, it is better to compare, otherwise you will succumb to slavery without seeing the painting art of Yanshan Soul, how can you be willing. With a vertical figure, Hua Xuan'er flew to the surface of the lake and landed on a lotus leaf, but she didn't see her painting with a brush, just standing with her hands in hand. However, a wisp of painting spread from her body.

With the painting as the center, the change of scenery begins to spread to the surroundings. Red mansions rise everywhere, the streets are lined up, and the characters are bustling during the period. But it is the scenery in the refining city, which is generally the same. And everything is moving, as if it were a real sight.

The picture scroll has gradually enveloped the entire lake, and everyone is caught in the picture scroll. Xu Ziyan looked down and saw that the boat under his feet was gone. Looking around, he found that several people were standing at the door of the refining tower, and on the opposite side was the flow of people coming in and out.

Xu Ziyan naturally knew that Lu Dao was in the painting at this time, but he was also very surprised by the painting of Xuan'er. At this time, the two demi-humans were completely lost in the picture, as if they had forgotten that they were on the boat above the lake at this time. I just remembered that I was going to the Refining Tower, and when I raised my footsteps, I wanted to enter the Refining Tower in the middle of the scroll. Xu Ziyan sighed lightly, waved his sleeves, and restrained the two.

At this time, the soul of Yanshan was naturally also trapped in the painting, and in the scroll, at this time, the soul of Yanshan was standing opposite to the painting Xuan'er, standing on a street. In the middle of the two is the flow of people coming and going.

A smile crossed the corner of Yan Shan Soul's mouth, and he stretched out a finger and swiped towards the sky.

It was as if the sky had been cut by a pair of scissors, and the scroll was broken.

"Broken paintings!"

Painting Xuan'er's heart trembled, and the surrounding environment seemed to have been cut by a pair of scissors, and the entire refining city suddenly broke apart. A touch of greenery was generated from under his feet, and the refining city gradually disappeared from the fracture, followed by lotus leaves, and finally restored the scenery on the lake.

Although the two half-humans were physically unable to move, their eyes could see clearly. Seeing that the surrounding scenery had returned to its original state, he was still standing on the boat, his eyes revealing a look of horror.

Hua Xuan'er looked at Yan Shan Soul standing opposite, a little discouraged, she thought that Yan Shan Soul would break her painting intention. However, she didn't expect it to break so easily. Taking a deep breath, he said in his heart, he just broke my painting, and he hadn't shown his painting yet. As long as I can break his painting, it proves that I have a tie with him. Once again, he stabilized his confidence, and said in a condensed voice towards Yan Shan Soul:

"It's your turn!"

The corners of Yan Shan's soul smiled at the corners of his mouth, and he didn't say anything, just looked at the painting Xuan'er opposite and smiled.

Xu Ziyan's eyes on the boat also revealed a smile, and he glanced at Kill Wuxian slightly, but saw that Kill Wuxian seemed to feel that something was wrong, but he hadn't completely seen through it, just frowning deeply there.

Hua Xuan'er's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking around. But when I saw the sparkling water of the surrounding lake and the fluttering lotus leaves, it was no different from the original appearance.

Yan Shan Soul smiled faintly and waved the sleeves of his robe. I saw that the surrounding scenery was like a scroll of paintings, gently rolled up. The soul of Yan Shan unconsciously released the meaning of the painting, and it was the same picture scroll as the original, as if one world was overlapping on another world of the same world. Now the overlapping scrolls are rolled up, but they reveal their original appearance.

Painting Xuan'er is a wry smile on her face, it turns out that it looks exactly the same scenery, but it is the painting of Yanshan's soul. I lost so completely, what else is there to say? If you are not a slave, will you not be able to find death? Looking at the majestic figure of Yan Shan Soul, he took a deep breath, and said in his heart, being able to be his house slave is not a grievance against himself.

A wisp of natal essence was separated and sent to the front of Yan Shan Soul, and Yan Shan Soul opened his mouth to inhale, and sucked the wisp of Xuan'er's natal essence into his mouth. After that, he flicked the sleeves of his robe and fell in front of Xu Ziyan. As soon as the figure landed on the boat, the Qin Qing, Qi Miao'er and Shuqing'er said in a coquettish voice:

"The slave has seen the master!"

Yan Shan Soul said lightly: "That's it! ”

After that, he looked at Xu Ziyan and said, "Ziyan, these four house slaves will be given to you." Whether it's you or your family at the moment, the four of them can still help a little. ”

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