"Zhang Guandao?"

Yuan Lai was wondering what the name meant, but Wu Dao had already put pen to paper. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan Lai immediately restrained his mind and put all his energy on watching him paint.

This kind of experience can be regarded as extremely rare, and it is a great benefit not to care about the key to the great array itself, but to watch a practitioner who is about to become holy do his best!

Wu Dao put down the pen, the starlight splashed down like a waterfall, perhaps because of the existence of the spirit of a sage in this pen, so the handwriting is pure gold, and the golden strokes are not as fine as the ordinary painters in the world, but are very wanton to put down the pen.

Yuan Lai didn't know how to paint, but he knew some calligraphy. At this moment, as Wu Dao's brush fell, he suddenly remembered a name.

Zhang Xu!

The calligrapher who is famous for his wild grass for thousands of years, it is said that Zhang Xu watched Gongsun Auntie dance the sword and realized a hand of cursive, which is the best in ancient and modern times, and Wu Dao's painting at the moment is also a little wild.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of the way of calligraphy and painting, and I feel that I will no longer follow the framework aesthetics of the world's rules and regulations, but go straight to the root, pointing to the origin of heaven!

In silence, an indiscernible silhouette appeared, and the net that enveloped the entire capital was suddenly lit up.

Dark clouds suddenly moved from the sky, blocking the starlight, this darkness came violently, and it was even in an instant that he couldn't see his five fingers, Yuan Lai was motionless, letting the dark beast swallow him, and the light around Wu Dao's body became more and more dazzling, he was painting.

Yuan Lai clearly knew that he was painting, but he couldn't tell what he was painting.

Even if he gathered all the spirits, he couldn't see what Wu Dao was drawing, but suddenly his golden heart began to throb again, this time more violently than before, which made Yuan Lai startled, woke up from a trance, he suddenly suppressed the golden heart, and after doing all this, he thought about it and simply stopped trying his best to understand the rules of Wu Dao's pen tip, but began to write down all the locations of the thousands of halos in the capital, as if he was already in the second realm, and he had already surpassed mortals in his mind, but it still took him a lot of effort and time to write down so many locations。

When he finally remembered everything, suddenly Wu Dao put down the pen, and in an instant, his figure suddenly blurred, the air trembled, Wu Dao disappeared, the front foot disappeared, and a new Wu Dao stood in place on the back foot.

Yuan Lai looked at it in amazement and found that this new Wu Dao was a little older than the previous one.

The hair is not as jet-black anymore.

Wu Dao picked up the pen again with great concentration, and a spirit flew from the Panthéon again.

This time, Yuan Lai tried to look, and finally saw that the spirit had a blurred face.

Everything is repeated, but the painting is gradually plumping out.

Wu Dao disappeared again, and then reappeared.

Yuan Lai began to count silently, and at the same time laboriously memorized the specific details of the painting, many of which he could not understand at all, so he could only forcibly memorize them.

Wu Dao kept disappearing and reappearing, and so on, each time he was a little older than the last time. Until he appeared for the eighty-sixth time, when he drew the last of the spirits into the ......

A complex and huge painting that made Yuan Lai almost vomit blood was completed.

And Wu Dao is also full of silver threads.

Heaven and earth were quiet and restored, and all visions disappeared after a gust of wind, and only the starlight of the heavenly vault remained unchanged.

Yuan Lai woke up to the fact that what was in front of him was Wu Dao's ten years, and he promised Xuanzong ten years to complete the painting, and now that it is completed, the ten-year period has also arrived.

According to the normal rate of aging, ten years will never make Wu Dao age so fast, and now this is obviously because Wu Dao has spent too much effort and energy for this painting, so that the aging is accelerated.

Although people are old, their realm has improved.

Yuan Lai looked at Wu Dao who threw down his paintbrush with complicated eyes, and he knew that the old man had been canonized at this time.

Maybe when the realm reaches a certain height, it will return to its roots, in short, in the face of this great cultivator who almost touched the five realms, Yuan Lai didn't feel the slightest pressure, he looked at him calmly, waiting for the other party to speak.

Wu Dao...... Now it should be honored as Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng took one last look at Kyoto tired and satisfied, turned around and walked towards a tea table on the Star Picking Tower.

He sat down in a chair and beckoned to Yuan Lai.

When Yuan Lai sat down, he asked, "Do you remember everything?"

"It's just a matter of breath. Yuan said.

"It's already good," Wu Sheng smiled and said, "In this case, my promise will be fulfilled." ”

"Then you should be able to tell me what the hell is going on here? and...... Who is Zhang Guandao?"

Wu Sheng suddenly sighed, looking quite emotional, he stared at Yuan Lai's eyes, and said, "Zhang Guandao, naturally it's you." ”

"What are you kidding?"

"No kidding, you don't know who you are now, but I do. Wu Sheng suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "Although I don't recognize you as a person, but ...... I recognize this heart. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to Yuan Lai's chest, and suddenly Yuan Lai was surprised to find that the heart that had been suppressed by him actually emitted a golden light, as if he had been stimulated by something! Suddenly, the golden heart jumped out of his chest! It appeared between Yuan Lai and Wu Sheng, it circled, emitting a misty light.

"This is the Nine Exquisite Minds, which is also your true belonging, and the foundation of your lifelong cultivation. There will be absolutely no one in the world who can possess it except yourself, so since I have seen it, I can be sure that you are Zhang Guandao. ”

Looking at Wu Sheng's determined appearance, Yuan Lai's heart became strange, he was extremely sure of his origin, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, it was clear, but he had never heard of this Zhang Guandao's name, but looking at Wu Sheng's appearance, it was definitely not nonsense, so ...... Yuan Lai's gaze fell on the heart of the Panthéon, and a thought suddenly rose to him......

Could it be that the name of the first life is Zhang Guandao?

But this doesn't make sense, because as far as Yuan Lai knew in the past, he was the Yun Sect Patriarch in his first life, and the Yun Sect Patriarch's name was not Zhang Guandao!

He felt strange in his heart, but his face did not show it, just a trace of confusion just right, and asked, "I don't understand." ”

Wu Sheng said without surprise: "You naturally don't understand it now, but you just listen to me." ”

Zhang Guandao...... It's someone I got acquainted with when I practiced not long ago," Wu Sheng fell into the memories and said with emotion in his tone: " Zhang Guandao is a genius, even the most genius I have ever seen, he has no sect, but he is unimpeded in practice, as far as I know, the threshold on those cultivation roads seems to him to be completely non-existent, my understanding is already good, but in front of him it is not worth mentioning, but he is extremely low-key, low-key to the point of incredible, even before he reached the four realms, almost not many people know him, until the four realms, finally can no longer hide it, before appearing in front of everyone in the cultivation world, but he has always been like a scattered person, rarely social, he does not have many friends, and the relationship with me is quite closeI am also one of his few friends. “

I also asked him curiously why he was like this, he said that he only pursued his own Tao all his life, and did not want to spend his energy in the world, which made me very impressed, if a practitioner like me is still a human being, then he is already close to an immortal, almost no desire, always has a faint expression, as if he does not care about everything, I have also asked him what the Tao of pursuit is, but he has not said until he knows that I have been ordered to paint a picture of the sages...... He approached me and asked me to help him with something. ”

"I couldn't say no, because he had helped me so many times, so I thought I'd say yes as long as his demands weren't too much for me to bear anyway. But his request was very strange, he actually asked me to help him leave a special place in the Panthéon, he said that after his death, he would definitely be captured by His Majesty to part of the remnant soul in the Panthéon, but he didn't want to be reduced to a tool, so he asked me to leave a place for him, so that he could use that position to get rid of the result of being reduced to a tool. ”

"This request is not too much, and it is not difficult, after all, I drew this picture, and it is very simple to leave some special little things, in fact, I have left a lot of these small things...... But in fact, I thought this request was very unnecessary, and I told him that with my face, I could ask His Majesty not to pluck his soul, which was completely possible, but he said that he had already taken a fancy to the Panthéon, and he had to enter it!"

"I wondered, so he finally said what he thought...... It was an incomparably shocking thought, and only then did I know what the Tao he was pursuing. ”

Yuan Lai's eyes flashed: "What is it?"

"Yes...... Eternal life. (To be continued.) )