Meng Chuan held the paintbrush in his hand and couldn't help but stop when he put it down.

In the past few years, there are too many people who are hard to forget.

"Sha-" Meng Chuan's brush lightly fell, and he began to carefully draw a handsome man, with a flame mark on his eyebrows, an extraordinary bearing, and sharp eyes.

The painting is the Marquis of the Celestial Stars.

Tianxinghou is a famous archer in the world, among the powerful gods and demons, 'archers' are very rare, Tianxinghou can be ranked in the forefront of the whole world, he is the master of his wife Liu Qiyue. Meng Chuan has also seen Tianxinghou many times, and he is also impressed by his bearing...... However, more than five years ago, the Marquis of Tianxing died in battle, and he was one of the twelve gods and demons who died in the battle of Yuan Chushan at that time.

It is quite difficult to draw the bearing of Tianxinghou and the temperament in his bones, and Meng Chuan painted it very seriously, and it took more than two hours to finish painting.

......

Meng Chuan still investigates and hunts down the demon king underground every day, and also maintains his sword cultivation, but only spends two or three hours to paint.

After painting the Marquis of Tianxing, Meng Chuan drew another feudal god and demon next to him - Marquis Gong Xu.

Marquis Gong Xu is also one of the gods and demons of Wuzhou, he is burly and is a very majestic god and demon. When his father, 'Meng Dajiang', was framed for colluding with the Heavenly Demon Gate and was imprisoned in Wuzhou Prison, Marquis Gong Xu was responsible for guarding Wuzhou City at that time. More than a year ago, when Gong Xuhou was defending one side, when he released many True Yuan Silk Threads to deal with a large number of demon kings, a team of fourfold heavenly demon kings joined forces to sneak attack, and Gong Xuhou had more than one enemy, although he fought out a fourfold heavenly demon king, but he still died in battle.

Meng Chuan didn't have much to do with Gong Xuhou, he painted the scene where Gong Xuhou righteously prevented him from taking his father away, because he personally experienced it and remembered it deeply, so it was naturally more real to draw it.

Although the person who painted it is real, it is no longer in reality. It made Meng Chuan's heart ache.

......

In the third place, Meng Chuan painted Xue Feng.

Xue Feng is talented, and even one foot has stepped into the door of the gods and demons of the king, and the future is immeasurable, and he is afraid that he will be another king of Anhai and a true martial king when he grows up, and he may even go further. But he was still attacked and killed by the demon king 'Huang Shao'. Meng Chuan admired Xue Feng's personality, and also regretted his early death.

When he was a teenager, Meng Chuan heard his aunt and grandmother say that the 'five sons of the Anhai royal family' were so talented, they were united at the age of ten, realized their power at the age of thirteen, and became gods and demons at the age of fifteen.

When he entered Yuan Chu Mountain, Xue Feng was also the most dazzling disciple at that time.

Even after going down the mountain, his cultivation speed in the realm of skills was not as fast as Xue Feng, and when he was in the gap between the worlds, he became the realm of the Law Domain, and he became the 'peak of the Dao realm'. Of course, he was five years older than himself.

His dedication to Yan Ember...... Meng Chuan also saw it in his eyes.

"Xue Feng. Meng Chuan painted the last scene when he saw Xue Feng, the seriously injured Xue Feng, facing the demon saint Huang Shao. He had no fear, only calmness.

As the gods and demons who defend the side...... I was ready to die for a long time.

......

Meng Chuan painted every day, and some of the gods and demons were very familiar, some had little dealings with, and some had only heard of it, and had only seen it in the picture of the Red Blood Cliff.

Those who have not seen it with their own eyes only draw the scene of 'Red Blood Cliff Photos', which are all photos of them when they descend the mountain in high spirits.

Meng Chuan painted a total of eighteen feudal gods and demons, and painted some patrol gods and demons, there are many patrol gods and demons who have died in battle over the years, and some Meng Chuan has seen them with his own eyes, and even more familiar. So he also sketched a little rougher.

This painting, Meng Chuan painted for 21 days before finishing it.

Late at night.

Meng Chuan looked at the painting.

The eighteen feudal gods and demons are all more conspicuous, among which Xue Feng, Tianxing Hou, and Gong Xu Hou are all in the center of the painting.

Behind the eighteen feudal gods and demons, fifty-one patrol gods and demons were drawn, and the paintings became more and more blurred, and even in the faint shadows in the distance, there were more gods and demons.

This painting is a group portrait of the gods and demons, as if they are still alive in front of you.

Meng Chuan picked up his pen and wrote a few words on the far right of the scroll - 'Remember them.' ’

Write another paragraph on the side -

"Since many great demon kings entered the human world from the 'Guangyu Pass', it has been five years and seven months, and only my Yuan Chu Mountain has killed eighteen feudal gods and demons and five hundred and eleven patrol gods and demons. The war is getting more and more fierce, and the casualties are still continuing. Meng Chuan painted on the winter night of the wax moon. ”

Meng Chuan put away his pen and looked at the painting in front of him silently.

It is to vent the strong emotions that have been suppressed in my heart, and I also feel that these people should not be forgotten, so I want to draw them.

"If war can be won. ”

"I hope that future generations will know that there was once such a group of heroes who worked hard for the human race. ”

"They should always be remembered. ”

Meng Chuan said silently.

Putting down the paintbrush, Meng Chuan walked out of the study.

There was snow on the ground, and it was extremely cold in the middle of the night in the cold winter, but Meng Chuan didn't care, although he painted this picture, he also understood...... Even if the war is won, thousands of years from now, people really don't necessarily know about those heroes. Perhaps only those who deliberately study can find the names of many gods and demons by digging through piles of old papers.

"Of course, Senior Brother Xue and the others one by one, I am afraid that I don't care if they will be forgotten. ”

"They're all about winning this war. ”

Meng Chuan also sensed that the spiritual light blooming from his Yuan Shen was gradually converging.

In the past half a month, the painting has indeed questioned the heart, causing the transformation of the original spirit. It's just that even if it has improved a lot, it still stays at the fourth layer of the primordial god. The 'Five Layers of the Yuan Shen' is one of the thresholds for becoming a Venerable of Creation, and the difficulty is indeed extremely high.

"It has been seven years since the fourth layer of my primordial god, and these seven years have been particularly tragic. Meng Chuan said secretly, "My Yuan Shen has also improved a lot, and the amount has increased several times, but it has not yet reached the point of qualitative change." ”

"As long as you keep improving, the breakthrough is not far away. ”

Meng Chuan was not discouraged in the slightest, he had been improving, so he was getting closer and closer to the fifth layer of the Yuan Shen.

Standing in the courtyard, Meng Chuan looked up at the night sky: "It's a long night, when will this night be torn apart?"

In the midst of it, Meng Chuan couldn't see any hope of victory. When will I win?

I only know that I am tormented in it, constantly fighting, but there is still darkness in front of me, there are more and more entrances to the world, and there are more and more demon kings entering the human world, and they are getting stronger and stronger. And there are still a large group of demon saints and emperors in the demon world.

"Bang. ”

Meng Chuan pulled out the demon slashing knife and continued to practice the knife.

A knife slashes out.

It is the endless knife that he practices, and it is also the knife technique that he puts most of his energy into.

Every knife is very attentive, the pursuit of the ultimate fast.

"Quick. ”

"Faster. ”

"Break down all obstacles. Meng Chuan tried his best to use his sword technique, as if he wanted to completely split this intense dark night!

"Wow. ”

Meng Chuan's sword technique suddenly increased in speed, far surpassing the previous one, and turned into a light in an instant! A light that tore through the night!