The scenery in front of Yankang Guoshi changed sharply, and when the light in front of them returned to normal, they saw that they had come to a heavenly court, where the palace was majestic, the sacred mountains were continuous, and the divine light reflected the world.

"Is this the world in the picture?"

Yankang Guoshi was shocked, if this is the world in the painting, then this place is inevitably too vast!

He looked around, and there was no end in sight to the Heavenly Palace!

The sky is full of high gods, some are majestic, some are sacred, some are detached, but more are a deity walking around, looking for friends, pushing cups and changing lamps, and staggering.

Qin Mu took him and walked into the painting, entering this heavenly feast, the corridor is like a bridge, neon is flying, the sun and the moon are hanging on the pavilion, and there are sacred birds full of flames in the lanterns to make candles, emitting light and heat.

There are also goddesses playing the strings and blowing strange musical instruments, and there are women dancing on the lotus leaves in the air, and the sky is full of flowers.

There are drunken gods staggering, carrying wine jugs and swaying, teasing shy and cowardly goddesses.

The Yankang National Master was dizzying, and the position they were in turned out to be the center of the feast, with countless gods around them, and the sacred mountain in the distance was full of light.

Tubo was not far from him, his head was born with nine curved horns, sitting still in danger, and the fireworks under him swirled like an abyss.

There are also several extremely majestic beings, high in the sky, with unknown faces, and their majesty is not inferior to that of Tubo.

"National Teacher, you are now like a turtle entering the city, similar to when I first entered the Dragon City!"

Qin Mu laughed, and suddenly brought a pot of wine from the plate held by the goddess passing by, and raised his head to drink.

The goddess was furious and shouted, "Where is the little ghost? This is a divine wine for the gods, and you can touch it?"

"Long-winded!"

Qin Mu raised his foot, kicked the goddess out of the air, took another pot of wine from the flying plate, stuffed it into the hand of the Yankang National Master, jumped onto the jade table in front of a high god, and raised his head to drink.

The god was furious, raised his slap the size of an acre and covered it, Qin Mu pulled out his sword and flew out with his broken arm.

Qin Mu laughed, lifted the jade table away, and shouted: "In the poem, the sun and the moon are immortals, and the flat land is flying up to the nine heavens!"

Snort –

The head of the high god was cut off by his sword, Qin Mu broke into the hall with his head, making a big fuss, and countless gods rose up and killed him. The sword in Qin Mu's hand flashed, he lifted a god, cut off his heads, and went straight to Tubo's side, hung the head in his hand on Tubo's horns, and said with a smile: "Outside the Penglai Golden Throne, in front of the treasure abbot Yutang!"

Tubo rose violently, his body shook, and suddenly his body was full of divine fire, and there was boundless divine fire under his feet.

Qin Mu urged the sword pill, eight thousand swords surrounded Tubo, rotated into a sword-winding style, and cut this great god into countless pieces, and then rubbed his hands, countless flying swords were like long dragons, sweeping in all directions, killing and laughing: "The body of the dragon will be a hundred zhang long, and it is still layered with Lin Sen phoenix wings!"

Countless gods poured in like a tidal wave and drowned him.

Seeing the divine light rushing into the sky, Qin Mu rose from the stump and broken arm, played his sword and sang, and let go of the skeleton: "How dare a thousand people tie their hands, the gods look back and can't tolerate it! National teacher, I will break the god in your heart!"

Yankang National Master laughed, and suddenly the previous decadence was swept away, and he was full of energy, and said loudly: "The god in my heart, why do you need to break it?"

He walked forward, the sword light in his hand swayed, his combat power was higher than Qin Mu, and where he passed, a god fell.

In the Lingxiao Palace, countless gods and demons poured in and killed them.

Qin Mu and Yankang Guoshi were shoulder to shoulder, back to back, and slaughtered at the gate of this Heavenly Gate.

After a long time, the corpses of gods and demons piled up all over the mountains, and endless gods poured in, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

"How long is this going to be?"

Yankang Guoshi shouted: "You come to guard the door, I will kill the Emperor of Heaven!"

Qin Mu responded: "You go!"

Yankang Guoshi rushed into the Lingxiao Palace, and the corpses of the gods in the hall were all over the place.

Boom –

Yankang National Master flew back upside down and crashed into the wall of the main hall next to Qin Mu. Qin Mu was taken aback, the gods here were obviously very weak in cultivation, and the painter who painted this magnificent scene lacked skills, so even he could kill on a killing spree.

However, the Yankang National Master was beaten back by the Heavenly Emperor!

Qin Mu blinked his eyes and secretly said something bad: "This painter is also a sycophant, I'm afraid that all his painting skills are used on the Emperor of Heaven, so the Emperor of Heaven in the painting is so powerful." ”

How powerful the painter's painting is, Pastor Qin has a deep understanding of this from the deaf.

The power of painting depends not only on the artist's painting skills, but also on the object of painting.

The stronger and deeper the painting skills, the more powerful the things drawn, of course, it also depends on the artist's intentions.

This painter painted other gods and demons, but he didn't pay much attention to them, and he didn't put much effort into them, so the strength of these gods and demons was not strong, and even the strength of such beings as Tubo was average.

And who is the subject of the painting is also extremely important.

For example, the deaf man painted the village chief when he was young, and the picture of the sword god carrying the sword showed amazing power and might!

When this painter painted the Emperor of Heaven, he must have been extremely attentive to capture the charm of the Emperor of Heaven, so the strength of this Emperor of Heaven is so strong that he can knock the Yankang National Master away!

Qin Mu was a little worried in his heart, he brought Yankang Guoshi into the painting, it was to break the fear in the heart of the national teacher, if Yankang Guoshi couldn't even beat the emperor in the painting, this kind of setback was only afraid that the belief of the national teacher would be completely crushed!

But at this moment, Yankang Guoshi came down from the wall and rushed out again, and his fighting spirit was raging, and he did not diminish in the slightest!

After a while, the national teacher of Yankang flew back upside down, Qin Mu urged the eight thousand swords, slaughtered the gods that came in, and looked at the national teacher on the wall, only to see that the national teacher of Yankang was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

"Well, it's a little tricky, the strength of the Heavenly Emperor in the painting is only afraid of being above the gods......"

As soon as he thought of this, Yankang Guoshi rushed over again.

Boom.

Yankang Guoshi was beaten back again.

And so on and so forth.

The Heavenly Gate in front of Lingxiao Hall has been filled with the corpses of gods and demons, Qin Mu is also tired and panting, Yankang Guoshi still rushed to the top of Lingxiao Hall again and again The Heavenly Emperor, and he was beaten back again and again, and each time it was more miserable.

Qin Mu's eyes flashed, and he was about to take out the Five Thunder Pot, and said in his heart: "Even if you try to blow up this place, you can't let the Heavenly Emperor in the painting completely defeat the ...... of the National Teacher."

Yankang Guoshi rushed out again, and after a while, suddenly all the shouts and killings stopped, and all the gods and demons outside the Lingxiao Hall showed a look of fear, turned around and fled.

Qin Mu was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw Yankang Guoshi standing behind him with the head of the Heavenly Emperor.

At this moment, although the Yankang National Master was covered in bruises, he showed a smile and smiled innocently.

The two looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Yankang raised his arms, threw the head of the Emperor of Heaven far away from the Lingxiao Palace, and said in a loud voice: "Raise the knife and come out, and hold the king's head." The Heavenly Sword is really heroic, I actually comprehend the artistic conception in his sword technique and sword path at this moment!"

Qin Mu was sore all over, walked towards the hall, and said with a smile: "You are a big pervert, your understanding is too high, Grandpa Tu has taught me for so many years, I have only figured out the beauty of his sword technique, and you are a sword learner, but you can understand his sword artistic conception." I'm far less savvy than you. ”

Master Yankang turned around and said seriously: "People's understanding will increase with the improvement of their vision and knowledge, and so will wisdom. Your current cultivation strength is not enough, and when you reach my realm, there is a great possibility that you will be able to break through all the mysteries. In the future, you will not lose to me, you will only be stronger than me. You can think of using the Heavenly Court Feast to break the gods in my heart and let me reorganize my Dao heart, but I can't think of it. Why should the sect leader be arrogant?"

Qin Mu came to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, dragged the headless corpse of the Heavenly Emperor aside, sat on the throne, and said in surprise: "The national teacher thinks I can surpass you in this straight line?"

Master Yankang said with a smile: "You are a junior, if the juniors can't surpass the seniors, then wouldn't this world be too sad." What's more, you're still a hegemon. ”

Qin Mu was full of confidence, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm a hegemon, and I'm definitely stronger than you." ”

National Master Yankang's face darkened.

Qin Mu moved his buttocks, gave up half of his seat, and said, "Come, sit on the seat that only the Emperor of Heaven can sit." ”

The national teacher hesitated: "This ...... Not really, right?"

"Come, sit down. Great view from here!"

"Good. ”

Yankang Guoshi sat down, the two looked at the scenery outside the Lingxiao Palace, and after a while, Yankang Guoshi said: "The world, with a panoramic view, sitting in this seat, holding boundless power, the life and death of any world, any living being, are all in my thoughts." Master, do you have this desire for power in your heart?"

Qin Mu sat there and said leisurely: "If I say yes, will you kill me immediately and get rid of the troubles for the emperor?"

The two looked at each other, and National Master Yankang retracted his gaze and said quietly: "No." I'll only be wary of you. ”

He stood up, his face calm, as calm as before, as if nothing could change him. However, Qin Mu knew that after experiencing the heavenly feast in this painting, the Dao heart of Yankang National Master had entered an unpredictable realm.

The strength of his Dao heart is no longer indestructible.

At this time, the Yankang National Teacher no longer has any flaws in his Dao heart.

Qin Mu stood up and walked to the outside of the painting, feeling something: "Only by breaking the despair in the heart can we ignite greater hope and fighting spirit." ”

The two walked out of the mural on the wall one after the other, keeping their feet on the ground.

Yankang Guoshi looked back at the mural, and saw that the palace in the painting was still the same, but the gods and demons in the painting were countless corpses, and some gods and demons were trembling and hiding in the corner, trembling, with a look of horror on their faces.

Qin Mu stepped forward and erased the few brushstrokes he had painted, and the mural was restored to its original state.

Qin Mu scratched his head and said puzzledly: "The painter who drew this picture has extremely high attainments, not inferior to me. With his attainments, he can make the people in the painting have life, and everyone in the event can walk around and communicate, but without this corner, the painting will die. ”

"I guess it was broken. ”

Yankang National Master walked outside and said, "The battle outside should also be over, right? It's time for Xiong Xiyu to return to the position of palace master, and the western soil will be merged into Yankang Kingdom." ”

Qin Mu followed him and said with a smile: "If you have the emperor's will, reciting the holy decree at this time, and sealing Xiong Xiyu as the true heavenly palace master, the effect should be better." ”

Master Yankang took out the holy decree and said, "Before I traveled this time, I had asked the emperor to write the holy decree in advance. ”

"The emperor is also an old fox. Qin Mu said with emotion.

When the two of them left the main hall, the mural suddenly moved with a painting of a goddess, and when they looked around, they found that there was no one around, so they trotted all the way and ran out from the painting against the wall.

————The third watch!The house pig hasn't eaten yet, so he went to eat, and then went to watch TV. Hunan Satellite TV, the house pig made a fool of himself on stage, forgot the words, stage fright, what are the brothers waiting for?