This is a hidden valley that is not known to mortals in the world, and hidden immortal barriers are set up around the valley with spells, even if the immortals above the nine heavens come here, if they are not proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, no matter how high the mana is, they will not be able to start.

This valley is called Danqing Valley, and there is a mysterious group living in the valley for generations, and the people of this tribe, both men and women, have painted Danqing well, which complements the name of this valley.

In a spacious courtyard, a tall and tall man in blue stood with his hands in his hands. The man looked to be in his thirties, and he was handsome. He looked up at the clear sky and wondered what he was thinking.

"Patriarch...... The patriarch ......" A voice with an eagerness came from the gate of the courtyard, and then the figure of a young man in plain clothes hurriedly ran in.

"Xiao Chi, how many times have I told you, the boss is not small, don't be so reckless every time. The man in blue turned around and smiled at the young man who was hurrying over.

The young guy who was called Xiao Chi scratched his head embarrassedly, and then hugged his fists and said respectfully: "Patriarch, the master of the Astrology Hall came to ask to see the patriarch, and he looked very anxious, so the kid hurriedly came to report......

The blue-clothed man's eyes flickered slightly, and then he said to the young man, "Invite him in." ”

Xiao Chi left in response, and the man in blue straightened his shirt and still stood in place.

After a while, a middle-aged man walked into the courtyard. The man has a beard like a halberd, thick eyebrows and big eyes, no matter how he looks, he doesn't look like those astrologers who can watch the stars at night and perform hexagrams, but he happens to be Hong Yang, the hall master of the astrology hall in the clan.

When Hong Yang saw the man in blue, he immediately bowed down and hugged his fists and said, "I've seen the patriarch." ”

The man in blue turned his head and said lightly: "How many times have I told you, these false courtesies in private will be waived." You must have come here for last night's starry sky in such a hurry. ”

Hong Yang said in a deep voice: "Exactly." Last night, the starry sky was clear, but there was a nine-star star star wonder that has not been encountered in 10,000 years, and I deduced it for a long time, but I couldn't deduce whether it was evil or auspicious. ”

"I can't tell if it's evil or ......lucky," the man in blue muttered and repeated.

"Patriarch...... Patriarch ......" The young man named Xiao Chi suddenly shouted again, listening to the voice more eager than before.

The man in blue sighed a little helplessly: "What's the matter?"

"Patriarch, the gatekeeper of the Holy Land came to report that the koi fish in the holy pond had become uneasy for some reason this morning, and they all poked their heads out and wanted to jump out of the pool. Xiao Chi said hurriedly.

"Last night, the nine stars were aligned, and this morning the koi fish appeared abnormal...... Why don't we go and have a look?" asked Hong Yang.

"Let's go, let's see. The man in blue nodded, flicking his robe and walking away.

The sacred pond is a natural pond in the southeast corner of the Danqing Valley. Behind the pond was a huge sunken mountain wall, and on the surface of the mountain wall was a relief carving, which was the statue of the god worshiped by this tribe, the young priest who presided over the heirs of the human realm.

The shape of the sacred pond is very strange, like a Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and the water of the pond is half red and half green because of the aquatic plants growing at the bottom of the pool. The shape of the two halves of the pond is like the head and tail of the yin and yang fish in the Bagua diagram. Because half of the water in this pond is like dansha and half is like a green bird, this holy pond is also called "Danqing Pond" by the tribesmen.

When the man in blue rushed to Danqing Pond with Hong Yang and the young man Xiaochi, he saw a tail of koi fish in the pond constantly jumping out of the water from a distance. But after a while, the koi stopped jumping out of the water, as if they had jumped so happily to attract the men in blue.

"This ...... Why did this koi fish quiet down as soon as we came?" Hong Yang asked with a puzzled look as he stared at the koi fish in the pond with a surprised expression.

The man in blue frowned slightly, stared at the koi in the pond and muttered for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly opened: "No! You see the direction in which those koi fish swim, as if they were being pulled in an orderly manner." ”

Hong Yang stared into the distance under the reminder of the man in blue, and really found that the koi fish in the pond seemed to be swimming quickly in what order. In less than half a cup of tea, all the fish are in their place.

The man in blue stared at the shape of the koi fish arranged in the Danqing Pond with constricted pupils, which were like a huge cone floating on the water. The milli cone is the brush, and the people of Danqing Valley are no longer familiar with this object, because they have an innate talent for painting since they were on the ground. If you want to paint, you will naturally use brushes of different sizes and thicknesses.

"This ...... Could it be ...... Could it be that my painting clan will have a painting soul in the world?" Hong Yang looked at the strange scene in the pool and said in surprise.

"It is said that the last time koi fish were arranged in such an orderly manner was 1,300 years ago, when I was not yet born, and I was not lucky enough to see such a scene. I didn't expect that in the old man's lifetime, he might have the opportunity to see the birth of a painting soul. The man in blue said excitedly and emotionally.

The man in blue is named Painting Ink Style, and he is the patriarch of the Painting Clan who lives in the hidden Danqing Valley.

There is such a legend in the painting family, according to legend, their ancestor was the Zhixia Fairy above the Nine Heavens, and everything she painted could be transformed into real objects because of the fairy energy. Later, because this Weaving Xia Fairy fell in love with a mortal man privately, the Emperor of Heaven demoted her to a mortal because of the rules of heaven.

Although the Fairy Zhixia was relegated to a mortal, her descendants have inherited the immortal power that she is good at, although the immortal power is strong and weak, but even the least skilled person in the clan paints the danqing is more expressive than the things drawn by the top danqing holy hands in the mortal world.

The people of the painting clan know that they are the descendants of the immortals, born with immortal roots, and can quickly practice immortal methods.

Although there are only a handful of people who have ascended to immortality in the past ten million years, they can't stop all kinds of geniuses from pursuing the path of cultivating immortals. Even if they can't become immortals, the people of the painting clan are still very different from mortals, their lifespan is more than ten times longer than that of mortals, and many immortal roots are strong and immortal masters are still like young adults almost until the day they die.

Although he looks like he is in his thirties, he has actually lived for more than 800 years, and even so, there has been no wonder when he was born. It was only more than 1,300 years ago that a genius was born who was considered by the patriarch at the time to be the most likely to become a painting soul and ascend to immortality, and the koi in the Danqing Pond at that time were also arranged like a cone.

It is difficult to paint the face and look of the gods, it is difficult to paint the skin and bones to paint the soul, and it is the innate natural mana of the painting clan to be good at painting, but the realm of this mana is divided into high and low and there is a difference between cloud and mud. Those who have attained the Tao and become immortals can only draw their souls.