Chen Shiqiang looked at Xiao Yufeng who was meditating there, he shook his head, no matter what kind of name you take, this painting is such a cow, and it will not change because the name you mention is good or bad, and kindly suggested: "Dude, don't think too much, since the painting is a dog, it can simply be called a dog." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing Chen Shiqiang blindly suggesting there, Lian Yuyi's beautiful eyes glared, what do you know, you can be silent if you don't understand.

"Originally, could it be that his inscription can make your painting go further?" Chen Shiqiang muttered in a low voice, it was originally harmless, why make it so cumbersome.

At this time, the fourth requirement also turned green, the four conditions were met, and a hole appeared in Yiyuanju, so we just went in directly, why bother like this!

"There you go. Xiao Yufeng's eyes lit up, the painting made by Lian Yuyi has reached the peak of rhythm, and he only needs to go one step further to create the spirit realm, can he promote this painting to move towards the creation spirit realm?

The paintings made by the Dao cultivators have a strict hierarchy, and the paintings made by the Dao apprentices do not have any spirituality, but they can only paint a painting relatively completely, and the paintings they make have no level.

The first three realms of painting are informative, rhythmic, and spiritual.

A painter at the level of a bachelor of painting can paint a detailed level of painting, what kind of painting can be called a detailed level painting?

As the saying goes, it is difficult to draw bones in painting dragons and tigers, apprentice-level painters can only paint the surface of people and objects, but bachelor-level painters can paint their bones, that is, they can clearly express the inner temperament and image of the characters in the painting, and the paintings they make can give people a three-dimensional feeling.

The second realm of painting is rhythm, also known as spirituality, the paintings they have made have initially had a trace of spirituality, such paintings not only have a sense of three-dimensional but also have a sense of space, just like the painting in front of him, Xiao Yufeng can not help but feel the running of the golden dog, but also can hear the sound of the wind, he seems to be in the world of painting.

Looking at the slightly rolling eyes of the golden dog in the painting, you can know that this painting already has a preliminary spirituality, and the painting in front of you has reached the peak of the rhythm realm, and it is extremely close to the creation of the spirit.

The third realm of painting is the creation of the soul, so the name suggests, is to create the soul, and the painter has reached this realm, which can give his paintings a certain spirituality, and even give birth to an independent consciousness.

"Tengu!" Xiao Yufeng waved his pen on the canvas, this is his expectation for this painting, he hopes that the golden dog in it will one day be able to break free from the shackles of the canvas and truly walk freely in the clouds.

The word tengu contains his hope for the golden dog, and he jumps twice, and then he gets into the picture.

"It's still not crisp enough, it's called what an image of a dog. Chen Shiqiang said, and then stopped looking at the scroll, raised his feet and prepared to enter the Yiyuan residence.

The moment the word tengu entered the painting, the golden dog in the third painting seemed to have a sense, and it raised its head slightly, and it could feel that there was a strong spirituality in these two words guiding it, as if reminding it to jump out of the barrier.

Ah, Lian Yuyi exclaimed, looking at the golden dog in the picture.

"How is that possible?" she rubbed her eyes, a little unable to believe what she was looking at in front of her, the paintings of the Rhythm Realm were only able to make the things in the paintings have a small spirituality, and it was quite remarkable to be able to turn her eyes, but looking up, it was an action that only the paintings of the Soul Creation Realm could do.

At this time, Chen Shiqiang was about to enter Yiyuanju, and when he heard the exclamation, he twisted his head and looked back.

Wow, all of a sudden, his expression became incomparably wonderful, with shock, disbelief, and a feeling of pain.

"Creation?"

Buzzing, the scroll shook violently, as if something was about to break out.

In the painting, the golden dog slowly stood up and took a step forward with his foot raised, but its body was restrained, and it couldn't get out of that foot.

Knock, the word Tengu suddenly bloomed in the sky, and a burst of brilliant golden rays suddenly bloomed, and all the golden rays shone into the golden dog.

The golden hair on its body became even stronger, and Wang, a domineering dog bark came, and its eyes seemed to have golden flames burning, and its body struggled to leap forward.

With a bang, the golden light broke through the scroll and burst out in all directions, and the golden dog also broke free from the shackles of the scroll and walked out of the scroll step by step, but its body looked more illusory.

Five steps out of the picture scroll, it would not be able to move forward a bit, at this time it was upright, looking at Xiao Yufeng, the golden furry face showed a humanized smile, the front paws were folded, and bowed deeply to him.

Xiao Yufeng bowed slightly, looking at the golden dog with a strong look of anticipation, and he also accepted this gift calmly, because the word tengu he wrote brought hope for the golden dog to evolve.

Buzz, the scroll trembled violently, a powerful suction force came, and the golden dog was sucked into the painting again.

At this time, the golden dog was holding the scroll in his hand, but his eyes were looking up at the sky, and there was a strong desire to explore in his eyes, and it wanted to see the world outside the scroll.

The book he wrote contains a strong spirit, echoing the dog in the painting, so it can briefly leave the shackles of the scroll.

"Pseudo-Creation Spirit?" Chen Shiqiang looked at Xiao Yufeng, he was silent, he was really a little hit at this moment, what kind of demon is this, it is obviously just a painting of the Rhythm Realm, but under his two words, he actually broke through half of the realm and became a painting of the Pseudo-Creation Spirit Realm.

How is this possible!

Pseudo-creation refers to the kind of painting that can briefly break through the shackles of the painting scroll, this kind of painting already has a small part of the attributes of the creation of the spirit painting, the most important thing is that this kind of painting has the attribute of automatic growth, as long as the passage of time, the pseudo-creation of the spirit painting can inevitably be advanced to become the creation of the spirit painting.

To say that the biggest impact among the people present is Lian Yuyi, she is the painter who naturally knows the meaning of the two words written by Xiao Yufeng just now, and there is really a difference between the paintings of the Rhythm Realm and the paintings of the Pseudo-Creation Spirit Realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that one volume of paintings in the pseudo-Creation Spirit Realm can be worth a hundred volumes of paintings in the peak realm of rhythm.

"Is it possible that Yu Feng has a method that can promote the Rhythm Peak Realm painting to advance into a pseudo-Creation Spirit Realm painting?" Lian Yuyi thought thoughtfully, she knew that if there was really such a method, the painting path would undergo earth-shaking changes, no, far more than the painting path, I am afraid that the ranking of the avenues on the Wansheng Continent will be reshuffled.

Chen Shiqiang looked at the picture scroll with burning eyes, the picture scroll of the pseudo-spirit realm, even if he never owned one.

Wow, the picture scroll automatically rolled up, and then flew into Yiyuanju.

"Let's go and see what surprises await us inside. ”

Xiao Yufeng said, and then the three of them entered it in turn.

From the outside, Yiyuanju is only about 20 square meters, but once you enter it, there is another world.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and inside is a small empty world, only a house made of maple leaves is not far away, just as you can see from the outside.

Buzz, Chen Shi sniffled violently, he smelled a long-lasting fragrance, it was the fragrance of vegetables, just smelling the fragrance in the air, his index finger moved, and his stomach gurgled.

Suddenly trotted up and came to the outside of the door, and when he saw the scene inside, he was stunned: "Damn, don't you want to be so against the sky!"