Entering the Nanqiao Rain Courtyard, everyone had already gone to their respective rooms to rest, only Gongzi Youbai and Mu Liansheng were sitting on the stone table under a tree in the courtyard.

"Next, what are you going to do? There are fifteen days left before the entrance test of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Court, and I'm worried .

Gongzi looked at Mu Liansheng with a dark face.

"It's okay, you should be able to awaken the palace spirit in fifteen days. Rest assured. ”

Mu Liansheng smiled and looked very confident.

"Oh, look at your mystery, but let's talk about it. ”

Gongzi Youbai didn't know what Mu Liansheng was doing, and he looked mysterious.

"Don't leak it!"

Mu Liansheng's right index finger shook at Gongzi's Youbai.

"Okay, since you are so confident, then I can only believe in you in addition to believing in you, I will go to rest first, everyone is tired all the way, you also rest early. ”

Saying that, Childe Youbai also walked towards his room.

Only Mu Liansheng sat alone on the stone table.

Then, Mu Liansheng took out the drawing board that she had been drawing for ten years from the snow-colored bracelet in her left hand.

At the same time, a large pile of paint is placed on the stone table.

"The blood-weeping golden silkworm pen given by my father-in-law, I don't know how it feels. ”

As he spoke, a blood-colored brush appeared in his hand, and the bristle was shining gold.

Far from affecting the beauty of the brush because of the different colors, the two colors of gold and blood make the brush look more and more extraordinary because of the different colors.

With the blood golden silkworm pen in his hand, Mu Liansheng immediately appeared in his mind the picture he wanted.

"Wow! It's amazing to know what I'm thinking. ”

Mu Liansheng was overjoyed, and couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves, ready to continue painting.

Mu Liansheng dipped the blood golden silkworm pen into the white paint.

A strange scene happened.

"Huh, what's going on?"

At the moment when the bristles were about to dip into the white paint, the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen actually vibrated violently as if it had seen something extremely terrifying, trying to break free from Mu Liansheng's hand, and then a burst of energy shot out from the pen, splashing the white paint all over the ground.

"This ......"

Mu Liansheng looked at the scene in front of her and looked at the brush in her hand in disbelief.

"Is this spiritual? Since it can form the picture I want in my mind, will the pen automatically show the color I want?"

Mu Liansheng put her ideas into action.

Under Mu Liansheng's control, the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen began to slowly sketch on the drawing board.

"Sure enough!"

At the moment when the blood weeping golden silkworm brush touched the drawing board, a layer of white paint automatically seeped out of the pen.

That is to say, in the future, he will use the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen to paint, and he will not need to use paint, and whatever color he wants, the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen will automatically configure it for him.

"Wow, that's amazing. ”

Mu Liansheng was overjoyed, and then began to draw on the drawing board.

"Huh?"

Just after he moved a few strokes, he found that a sky appeared in front of his eyes, and this day was completely the sky in the painting, which was no different from the sky he had painted for ten years.

"The sky I painted flew out of the painting?"

Mu Liansheng said in surprise.

He turned his hand to touch the small piece of heaven, although it was an illusion, but it seemed real. Touching your hand on it is like entering a turbulent water vortex, giving you a strong and powerful impact.

Mu Liansheng shook his hand, and the small piece of heaven actually returned to the painting, completely controlled by his own movements and consciousness.

If you want the content of the painting to fly out, it will fly out, and if you want it to go back, it will go back.

"It's amazing. ”

Mu Liansheng hurriedly removed the painting from the drawing board and replaced it with a blank piece of drawing paper.

A few seconds later, a sharp sword was drawn on it.

It's just that the painting is a little rough, but the sword rhyme is fully revealed.

Mu Liansheng's mind moved.

Bang!

The sword in the painting shot out, grazed his forehead, and nearly hit himself.

Rumble!

A muffled sound came, and a huge tree outside the courtyard fell to the ground, and Mu Liansheng took a look and found that the tree was actually cut down by a sharp sword, and it was cut off with a sword.

"What a strong attack!"

Mu Liansheng was overjoyed.

He believes that as long as he practices diligently, he can protect himself by painting in the future.

In this case, as long as you have a sword and a pen in your hand, you can also fight with others.

"I vow that in my lifetime, I will definitely step into the realm of the soul path of painting. ”

Soul Dao realm, Feng Daozi once briefly talked to him, Feng Daozi said that it was only a realm that existed in legends, but he believed that since there was this legend and this realm, it meant that someone had reached it in history, and since others could reach it, then he would definitely be able to.

"My father-in-law said that this should not be easily revealed to others, otherwise it will bring danger to me. Pregnant. ”

Feng Daozi had told him not to take out the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen as a last resort, but it was impossible for him to hide it, so it was impossible for him to improve his painting Dao, so Mu Liansheng decided to leave a spiritual array on it.

That's right, it's the Spirit Array.

Mu Liansheng was also a spirit array master, otherwise he would not have forty-order spiritual power.

After a long time, Mu Liansheng finally left a third-order spirit array on the pen of the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen, and when others saw the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen, they only felt that it was no different from an ordinary pen.

Mu Liansheng felt the power of painting, and hurriedly began to practice, he now needs to practice speed, and at the same time improve his feel for the Weeping Blood Golden Silkworm Pen.

The pen is like a sword, and when you get used to its presence, it will be more handy to use.

Unconsciously, the night passed like this, but Mu Liansheng was still painting on the stone table in the courtyard, with the blessing of the weeping blood golden silkworm pen, his brain has been in a state of high excitement, he has not been affected by the outside world at all, in his mind, there is only the picture he wants to paint, whether there is light or not, whether there is sound or not seems to be important to him.

This is the special thing about the Bloody Golden Silkworm Pen.

"Young master?"

Xiao Jiu came out of the house and found that Mu Liansheng was already painting outside, she didn't know that Mu Liansheng had been painting all night, she just thought he had gotten up early.

But she didn't call him either, because she knew that when she was painting, she was very focused and generally didn't like to be disturbed.

Before I knew it, the sun had risen, everyone had gotten up, Xiao Jiu had even prepared breakfast, but Mu Liansheng was still painting there.

"Xiao Jiu, is your young master so focused on painting?"

Mo Shang Wushuang stared at Mu Liansheng and asked Xiao Jiudao, his face no longer had the gloom and frustration he had when he met Mo Shangxiong yesterday.

Gongzi Youbai and others also gathered around Mu Liansheng, but he didn't seem to notice everyone's existence at all.

"Well, he's always been like this, as long as he paints, he generally ignores me. ”

Xiao Jiu pouted and said.

"That's it!"

"Ahh

Mu Liansheng suddenly shouted, and everyone who was startled reflexively retreated, and was almost frightened by him.

"What are you?"

Mu Liansheng saw everyone surrounding herself in the middle, and her face was confused.

"It's okay, young master, I've already cooked the meal, let's go eat quickly, otherwise the dishes will be cold." ”

After saying that, Mu Liansheng carefully put the painting away, because it was of great use!

Then the people went back to the house and prepared to eat.

"I'm really grateful to all of you about yesterday. ”

Mo Shang Wushuang suddenly stood up at the table.

"Yesterday you asked me who Mo Shangxiong was, and I was in a bad mood at that time, so I didn't say it. ”

"Mo Shangxiong is actually my cousin, but in the Crazy Knife Gate, there is a distinction between the main family and the second family, although I am also a member of the Mo Shang family, but I am the son of the second family, so I have not been taken seriously, and Mo Shangxiong is the son of the main family, and he is rampant and domineering in the Crazy Knife Gate, and he has been bullying us as the sons of the second family since he was a child, but we can only swallow our anger, so there is a scene yesterday. But I swear that from now on, no matter who dares to bully me and the people I care about, I will let him taste the knife in my hand, and I will never swallow my anger anymore. ”

"Well, that's good!"

Seeing the situation, the crowd applauded and screamed with joy.