Ten days later, Qin Yang ran out of money and was expelled from the inn by the innkeeper. / Together ^^"

Qin Yang originally meant to joke with Zhou Painter, but he didn't expect Zhou Painter to take it seriously, Qin Yang said: "Take out the silver and look at it." ”

Painting Master Zhou groped in his arms with his ten fingers covered with dirt, took out a piece of white flowers and silver, and said to Qin Yang: "Twenty taels, the painting is ready for you." ”

Zhou Huashi took out twenty taels of silver at once, which was quite unexpected by Qin Yang.

Qin Yang secretly thought, it's easy to draw ghosts and difficult to draw people, I'll draw things casually to fool him, and I'll cheat the silver first.

Qin Yang took the paintbrush and began to draw on the rice paper, what he painted was the picture of the Extreme Annihilation Artistic Conception that Feng Fuzi gave him.

Draw well, pen stop.

Zhou Painter glanced at Qin Yang's painting coldly, and said: "There is no artistic conception, let alone extreme extinction, pay me paper money, ink money." ”

Qin Yang thought to himself, play tricks with me, you are still a little tender, so he said: "Why do you say that my painting has no artistic conception." ”

Zhou painter said: "The pen cries ghosts and gods, and the painting is shocking." That's the mood. Lose me paper money, draw money. ”

Qin Yang spread his hands and said, "There is not a word, you look at it." ”

Zhou Painter sneered and said, "Exchange your seven taels of gods." ”

Saying that, Zhou Huashi reached out and grabbed Qin Yang's head.

Qin Yang felt that Zhou Painter's five fingers grabbed into his sea of knowledge, Qin Yang's sea of knowledge was ocean-like at this time, and as soon as those five fingers grabbed into Qin Yang's sea of knowledge, the ocean in Qin Yang's sea of knowledge was suddenly sucked by the five fingers.

Qin Yang's sea of knowledge dried up, and Qin Yang felt that he was dead, lying next to the painting stall.

The strange thing is that the people who come and go around him are familiar with this, and Zhou Painter kicked Qin Yang away, and continued to sit in front of the painting stall as if nothing happened.

Qin Yang was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought: "What kind of place is this, under the blue sky and white sun, someone killed someone, and he didn't go to report to the official." ”

Everything seems unreasonable, and Qin Yang's sea of consciousness has dried up, it stands to reason that he is no longer conscious, and he is dead, but Qin Yang can still think now.

It's just that his body is stiff and cold, and he can't move, which makes him look like a dead man.

Qin Yang suddenly realized that he had actually been in a state of life and death.

He lay on the ground and felt this artistic conception between life and death, recalling the situation when Zhou Painter's five fingers caught him in the sea of consciousness.

Ten days later, Qin Yang realized something and said to Master Zhou: "I still want to paint the artistic conception of extreme annihilation." ”

Zhou Painter said coldly: "You are dead, how can you paint the artistic conception of extreme annihilation." ”

Qin Yang said: "Life is death, death is life, between life and death, how can you not draw the artistic conception of extreme annihilation." ”

Zhou painter said: "Get up." ”

Qin Yang got up, took Master Zhou's pen, and drew a sword on the paper.

After Qin Yang finished painting, Zhou Painter shook his head, kicked Qin Yang to the side, and said, "There is no form." ”

Qin Yang lay on the ground and continued to comprehend. Every time he felt something, he asked Zhou Painter for a paintbrush, and every time he only drew a sword, he was kicked away by Zhou Painter every time he finished painting.

In this way, more than 20 years have passed unconsciously. Pedestrians in front of Qin Yang were in a hurry, coming and going, many people passed in front of Qin Yang once and never appeared again, but some people walked in front of Qin Yang once or twice a day.

In the past 20 years, many young and glamorous girls have become vicissitudes of young women.

In addition to lying on the ground every day to understand the artistic conception of life and death, Qin Yang also realized his dreams.

Qin Yang's current dream is the process of Fu Dong from birth to death. At first, the end of this dream was the scene when Fu Dong accidentally killed Ji Yu, and committed suicide in despair.

At that moment, it seemed to have been frozen, and Qin Yang felt more and more deeply Fu Dong's feeling of being disillusioned, and felt empathy.

In the last of these desperate feelings, the situation that was frozen when Fu Dong committed suicide suddenly moved. Qin Yang's dream continued.

Qin Yang entered Fu Dong's dream after committing suicide, and this dream was Qin Yang's own situation from his birth to leaving Rongjing and following Hao Immortal Master to Jade Mirror City.

After coming out of Fu Dong's dream, Qin Yang's dream appeared in the process of Fu Dong's resurrection and going to Bingzhou, Suzhou, and Rongjing to seal the dream.

The last scene in Qin Yang's dream is when Fu Dong meets three fairies outside Rongjing City.

Qin Yang recognized that the three fairies that Fu Dong saw were Xue Rui, Xiao Yue'er, and Ren Yao.

When he woke up from his dream, Qin Yang felt in a trance, feeling that he had experienced many lives.

He suddenly said to Master Zhou, "I want to paint." ”

Zhou gave him a pen. As soon as Qin Yang's pen fell on the paper, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and he suddenly heard the sound of wind and rain.

He did it in one go, drew an ancient sword, and when the painting was completed, the pen stopped.

A huge artistic conception enveloped the range of a hundred steps around Qin Yang. Everything around collapsed under this artistic conception, and all the pedestrians, vendors, Zhou painters, and Qin Yang himself fell to the ground expressionlessly when the painting was completed.

At the moment of death, Qin Yang felt very strange, how could he still die when he had obviously died once.

After this thought flashed through his mind, Qin Yang's consciousness fell into darkness.

When Qin Yang woke up, everything around him was the same.

The pedestrians on the street were still flowing endlessly, pedestrians coming and going, and next to him, Zhou Huashi squinted in the sun, looking at Qin Yang.

Qin Yang was wondering how those houses that had collapsed suddenly stood up again in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Zhou Huashi said: "You have been basking in the sun here for a day, don't you feel hungry?"

"One day, I've only been here for one day?" Qin Yang asked in surprise, as he remembered that he had been here for more than twenty years.

"Yes, it's only one day, how long do you think it is?" said Zhou Lazily.

Qin Yang knew that he was trapped in a dream, but everything in his dream was exactly the same as everything around him now.

And he felt that the twenty years in his dream were so real, the sunrise and sunset every day, and the changes of the four seasons were real.

"Or maybe I'm still in a dream, but I'm just unconscious. Qin Yang had a faint understanding in his heart.

Twenty years in the dream, Qin Yang finally had a trace of comprehension of the artistic conception of extreme annihilation.

He walked up to Master Zhou and said, "What will you draw?"

Zhou painter said: "I can paint everything, flowers, birds, cordyceps, birds and animals, landscape figures, brother, what painting do you want?"

Qin Yang said: "Extreme extinguishing artistic conception." ”

Zhou Huashi glanced at Qin Yang in amazement and said, "Extreme Extinction Artistic Conception, what is it." ”

Qin Yang smiled slightly and said, "It can only be understood but not spoken." Give me the pen. ”

Qin Yang's words carried an undoubted domineering, and Zhou Huashi handed over the brush to Qin Yang.

It was at the front of the street that there was a rush of exclamations from pedestrians and the sound of horses' hooves.

A frightened horse galloped towards Qin Yang from one side of the street, and some pedestrians were not in a hurry to dodge and were trampled by the horse's hooves.

Qin Yang's pen fell on the rice paper, the pen walked the dragon and snake, three strokes and two strokes, and drew an ancient sword in a blink of an eye.

When Zhou saw the sword, he immediately felt that he was brought into the painting by a huge artistic conception, in the painting, in the painting, it was exactly the same as the real scene, except that there was an ancient sword floating in the air.

The light of the ancient sword in the painting flashed and shot into the forehead of the startled horse, and the startled horse died on the ground.

The ancient sword disappeared, and Zhou Painter's consciousness retreated from Qin Yang's painting. Then he heard a long neighing from the startled horse, and fell to the ground and died.

Painter Zhou was taken aback, and then looked at the ancient sword drawn by Qin Yang, which had disappeared from the rice paper.

"Draw a sword to kill a horse?" a thought flashed through Master Zhou's mind.

His consciousness was immersed in the painting just now, and after his consciousness came out of the painting, his attention was focused on the startling horse that was killed by Qin Yang with the painted sword.

When he went to look for Qin Yang's trace again, Qin Yang had already been submerged in the flow of people and disappeared.