Chapter 12, Painting the Soul (5)

Fatigue, sleepiness, and the stinging pain of reaching the limit of his mind all warned him to give up.

The more this is the case, the more it arouses the ferocity in his bones, the Black Rock Department is located on the periphery of the Heavenly Beast Mountain, and there is a ruthlessness in his bones when he fights with monsters all the year round, even if it is a civilian of the Black Rock Department, there is no one of them, not to mention that Li Tian is a god.

The limit is constantly approaching, the consciousness is constantly blurred by the soul power lines, the soul power brush is difficult to move an inch, and the soul power lines drawn are trembling slightly at the moment and are on the verge of collapse.

"Is that all?"

"Is it going to fail again?"

"Is that all I have to offer?"

Watch the wings of the swifts in your pen spread out, waiting for your pen to put the finishing touches and spread your wings and soar.

Li Tian kept asking himself in his heart.

"Nope! I'm more than that," Li Tianzai shouted frantically in his heart.

Anyway, if you fail, you might as well fight to the death.

Outside of his state of mind, Li Tian bit his tongue violently, and the intense pain accompanied by the strong smell of blood exploded in his mouth, which made Li Tian's consciousness suddenly sober up.

Li Tian immediately calmed down the somewhat disordered pictograms.

If you let go of the control of the object shape, the time from the stability of the pictogram to the collapse is about 0/1 second, if you quickly complete the rest of the stroke within this 0.1 second, can you complete the swift pictogram?

I have to make a decision quickly, Li Tian feels the situation of his mind and soul power, and I am afraid that he will not be able to last long under this extreme situation.

In this case, no one knows whether they can succeed or not, what they can do is to be fast and accurate at 0.1 second, and the remaining soul power in the state of mind is enough to support the rest of the pictogram drawing.

These detailed data are the result of Li Tian drawing hundreds of swift pictograms in the past few months, drawing and collapsing.

The deep exhaustion that gripped the soul stabbed again.

Unable to think about it himself, Li Tian quickly let go of the control of the swift pictogram, quickly retracted this mind and shifted to the soul power brush, and then let go of the control of the swift pictogram Li Tian vaguely felt that the pictogram began to collapse continuously, and it had reached this point that Li Tian could not help but hesitate.

0.01 seconds, 0.02 seconds.

In the state of mind, the soul power was drained out in an instant, and it was used as the support for the last power of Li Tian's next soul painting.

0.03 seconds, 0.04 seconds.

Li Tianfen wrote a quick book, using a soul power brush to quickly draw the last line.

0.05 seconds, 0.06 seconds.

The last line is a third of the way through.

Li Tian silently calculated the time in his heart.

Very well, at this pace, you should be able to do it yourself.

0.07 seconds, 0.08 seconds.

The last line is two-thirds of the way through.

If the doctor is in a race against death in rescuing the patient, then Li Chen is in a race against miracles at this moment.

Suddenly, Li Tian's soul suddenly felt a strong tingling.

"Ahh Lin Tian suddenly screamed in pain, his consciousness suddenly fainted, and at the same time, the soul power paintbrush slammed, but this time it was ......

The collapse of the pictogram will not wait for Li Tian, and time will not wait for him.

0.09 seconds, 0.1 seconds, it's time!

"I calculated the time of the pictogram collapse and the remaining soul power, but I didn't calculate where my limit was.

A trace of sadness flashed in Li Tian's heart, forget it, let's start again, Li Tian gave up completely, but it was the first time that Li Tian forced himself to this limit, and his soul power and mind were all squeezed dry, I don't know how long he will sleep, and in the end he will not leave sequelae, I hope that tomorrow will not delay the action of catching the black rock rat.

Forget it, I'll leave it until tomorrow.

All kinds of thoughts continued to flow rapidly in his heart, but he couldn't hide the disappointment in Li Tian's heart, under this disappointment, the whole state of mind seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and the black fog on the other side of the stone platform began to churn and gradually erode to this side under the influence of emotions, but Li Tian, who had reached the limit, did not have the slightest energy to detect these things.

Consciousness began to sink in, and all he could do was silently watch as the swift pictogram began to crumble.

Suddenly, a mysterious force invaded, and the mysterious power turned into a swift pictogram that dissipated with a big hand, and the swift pictogram that was held seemed to collapse and stop where the suppression froze there, Li Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, and the mood space brightened up and swept away the gloom just now, and the black fog erosion also slammed.

"Pushing the limits is now!"

Li Tian shouted frantically in his heart, and forced out his last bit of soul power to turn into a paintbrush, painting in vain, and the next moment Li Tian's consciousness dissipated, and the moment he dissipated, he seemed to hear the chirping of swifts.

The pendant on Li Tian's chest shimmered in the moonlight.

……

The day and night at the end of autumn seem to be more nocturnal, and the day may be late but never short.

The golden sunlight hit Li Tian's face through the window, and Li Tian opened his eyelids as if he had caught a thousand catties of boulders, and patted his drowsy and aching head.

When was the last time this happened, it seems that when he was eight years old, Yiyan that guy secretly poured his father's wine into his cup and tricked himself into drinking it.

Shaking his heavy head, the situation has improved somewhat.

"What's wrong with me, it seems that I forcibly painted the soul last night, right to the soul." Li Tian woke up in shock, couldn't care about his drowsy head anymore and immediately sank into a state of mind.

Li Tian, who came in, saw a swift pictogram floating above the stone platform, the swift was delicate and beautiful, exuding a faint silver glow, and it seemed to be ready to swoop down at any time. Although the swift pictogram is only outlined by lines, it seems to have life at this time.

"It's done, it's done, I've succeeded" At this time, Li Tian was surrounded by a thick joy, the sword edge was sharpened, the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, and the joy of success after suffering was even stronger.

After three minutes, Li Tiancai came back to his senses from joy.

"Well, isn't the mood stone platform space a little bigger?" Li Tiancai, who came back to his senses, began to carefully examine this state of mind space.

"Not only is the stone platform more space, but my soul is also stronger." In the state of mind, Li Tian stretched out his hands to look at the changes in his soul.

The soul is more real than before, and what used to be a faint phantom is now a more condensed phantom.

Back to reality, Li Tian jumped up from the bed, stood in the room, and the swift pictogram in the state of mind snorted.

"Sword Thorn Swift"

The silver swift behind him quickly flashed, and the silver soul power used the body as a bridge to guide the faint silver sword qi on the right arm, which continued to hover, looking very good-looking.

Because it was in the room, Li Tian resisted the urge to release it and slowly withdrew his skills.