It is such an ordinary painting, which shocked Xiao Baiyi, and if you look closely, it seems that it contains the truth of heaven and earth, which makes people unable to extricate themselves, and their minds will be attracted to it unconsciously and immersed in it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This painting is very simple, only a few strokes to talk about, but the picture of a farmer chopping wood, but each stroke, as if natural, contains the mystery of heaven and earth.

The more Xiao Baiyi looked at it, the more he felt so, his mind was attracted by it, just after watching it for a short time, there were countless inspirations bursting out in his thoughts, and he couldn't stop it, he couldn't stop it at all.

He knew that this was a rare opportunity, Xiao Baiyi immediately calmed down, carefully comprehended this painting, carefully felt the inspiration that this painting brought him, and realized the mystery of this painting, but the more he felt, the more he felt that the profundity of this painting, presumably the author of this painting must be a great strong man, ordinary people would never be able to make this painting.

Countless ideas were established, and they were immediately overturned by Xiao Baiyi, although there were many insights, but Xiao Baiyi had a feeling that these perceptions were not the most suitable, and there might be some mysteries that he did not understand.

The first feeling that this painting brought him was the vastness, and he felt that this painting seemed to contain heaven and earth, extremely ethereal and elusive, just like the stars in the sky, which could only be viewed from a distance, and if he wanted to get close, it was extremely difficult.

He felt that this portrait was a martial art, like a martial art, but also like a Danfang, in short, it was a feeling at a glance, all-encompassing, which was also the reason why Xiao Baiyi felt that it was vast.

said it was a martial art, but Xiao Baiyi couldn't tell which one it was.

Knife technique, sword technique, palm technique, it doesn't look like it, but it looks like, it gives people a plausible feeling, it is not easy to say which one, even if it is a very clever martial arts technique, etc., it can also be all-encompassing like this, but there is always a focus, and there is generally a main direction.

It's like some swordsmanship, which can also be applied to palm techniques, but in general, it's still the most powerful when swordsmanship is used, just like Xiao Baiyi is the best at swordsmanship, everyone has a focus, even if it's a strong person, there are things that are not good at it.

But this painting is different, it is like wind, like rain, like fire, and like nothingness, which makes people unpredictable, facing it, there is a feeling of facing the transformation of heaven and earth.

Xiao Baiyi couldn't help but fall into contemplation, and felt it more attentively, but after a long time, he still didn't have a clue.

Because this painting is all-encompassing, it can be Xiao Baiyi's realm, but he can't do this, so although Xiao Baiyi has feelings and inspiration, he can't say why, just like a child who knows his name and wants to write his name with a pen but can't write it because he hasn't learned how to write.

Although it is only a few realizations, it will also be of great benefit to his future cultivation, but Xiao Baiyi believes that what Yudie gave him cannot be just like this, there must be other mysteries, and he has not yet understood it.

Xiao Baiyi looked at this picture, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Once when he looked at the ancient books of the Xiao family in order to broaden his horizons, he saw that there were some extremely clever exercises in the world, which could not be described in words or words, so they were recorded in other ways, or, there was a very rare situation, that is, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth was grateful for the living beings, and the gift of the living beings of the Great World recorded some of the mysteries of the Great Dao on some items.

It is rumored that the earliest cultivation method of the world is that there are living beings who are given by heaven and earth, and they are created by heaven and earth.

It is rumored that the strongest exercises and martial arts in the world are all created by those who have the strongest in the world from ancient times to the present to comprehend the world and concentrate their life's energy and painstaking efforts, of course, by now, these exercises have long been invisible, and they are regarded as legends, and they rarely appear, and they seem to be only available in those extremely ancient forces.

Xiao Baiyi couldn't help but think about it, Jade Butterfly didn't know if it was artificially created, or if it was a treasure raised by nature?

No matter which one it is, anyway, for him, Jade Butterfly is extremely extraordinary, and his greatest opportunity is it, which will not be wrong.

It is also recorded in ancient books that when a cultivator reaches a certain level and practices to the end, he will reach the level of "Tao", and some of the current martial arts and exercises are just "skills", which are a simple application of the power of heaven and earth.

"One law, and all laws" is exactly what it says.

At that time, it is the control of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the cultivation has reached that point, not to mention immortality, but it is not too much, and moving mountains and reclamation is just a thought.

These are still too far away for Xiao Baiyi, but Xiao Baiyi knows that the painting given to him by Yudie may have reached such a realm, which also makes Xiao Baiyi feel his own insignificance, how powerful does this need to be to make a painting reach the level of "Dao"?

Xiao Baiyi doesn't know if he can reach this level in this life, but he also has his pride, and he is confident that he will not be weaker than others, which is also one of the driving forces that support him to move forward.

Thinking of this, Xiao Baiyi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, although he couldn't do the realm of "one law, ten thousand laws", but now he can specialize in one aspect, just like Xiao Baiyi is good at swordsmanship, then all his perceptions of this painting can be turned into swordsmanship.

Thinking about it, Xiao Baiyi didn't care about anything else this time, he only thought about swordsmanship, he felt this painting again, and countless inspirations flashed in his heart, so he thought about creating a swordsmanship suitable for himself, and he wanted to turn these feelings into swordsmanship.

Looking at it, Xiao Baiyi couldn't help but indulge in it again, he seemed to have found the right way, to the point of forgetting himself.

The sun rises and sets, time passes little by little, but Xiao Baiyi is still immersed in it, forgetful, and can't feel the passage of time.

Countless inspirations collided with sparks, Xiao Baiyi turned one inspiration into swordsmanship, tried again and again, removed its dross, left its essence, changed it back and forth, Xiao Baiyi seemed to feel that it was not the best, so he could only feel this painting again.

All this happened only in Xiao Baiyi's mind, everything was normal in the outside world, nothing could be seen, Xiao Baiyi's body sat cross-legged, because he had been motionless for a long time, his body was full of dust, and Xiao Baiyi had not woken up for a long time.

In Xiao Baiyi's mind, he was still immersed in this painting, and he seemed to have brought himself into this painting, turning into the old man, chopping wood there.

He turned into an old man for a long time, and he seemed to have forgotten who he was, day by day, month by month, year by year, he tirelessly waved his axe there, chopping wood again and again, as if the firewood was endless, and he could never finish chopping it.

He has no consciousness, only instinct, he adjusts the trajectory of the axe little by little, little by little adjusts his own strength, sometimes with his left hand, sometimes with his right hand, sometimes vertically, sometimes horizontally, and diagonally.

Constantly adjusting the direction, constantly adjusting his own strength, sometimes as soon as he made a move, the axe directly split the firewood, he didn't seem to feel it, he changed a firewood with his hand, and it was another chopping, this time, the firewood was not the same as before.

But he didn't seem satisfied, and felt that his strength was too much, so the next time he was a little lighter, but it seemed too light, and he still didn't like it.

The trajectory of the axe, as well as its own strength, as well as the power of heaven and earth, he must apply it perfectly, which will satisfy him.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, Xiao Baiyi held an axe, and with a slight wave of his hand, the firewood was split in half, and the split part was extremely smooth, naturally, as if this firewood was like this.

Finally, he stopped his movements for an unknown amount of time, and looked at the axe and firewood in his hand fixedly, as if he had found what he wanted.

"Boom".

Xiao Baiyi's consciousness returned, and the painting was still in front of him, but now he is very different.

The countless years in the painting are just a moment in reality.

Xiao Baiyi did not sigh much, but tried the previous trick over and over again in his mind, and felt this painting again from time to time to perfect this trick.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Baiyi suddenly felt darkness again, and another voice appeared in Xiao Baiyi's mind.

"Boom"!

This time, Xiao Baiyi opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his black hair was windless, the dust on his body disappeared instantly, and his white shirt was still dusty.

He stood up and looked into the distance, his eyes as if they were out of focus.

After a few moments, he recovered, mastering all his previous perceptions, a storage ring on his finger, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is cold and cold, and there are several patterns on the sword, this is a sword of the lower grade of the spirit level that Xiao Zhanpeng gave him when he returned to the Xiao family before.

The name of this sword is Tomorrow Morning.

Xiao Baiyi casually tied up his long black hair, still leaving a strand hanging down in front of his forehead, holding a long sword in his hand, as if returning to the previous moment when he turned into an old man to chop wood, facing the sky, and directly slashed out with a sword!

This sword, he has integrated many previous perceptions into it, and this sword is his pinnacle sword at the moment.

"Bang".

Everywhere the sword passed by tomorrow morning, there was not the slightest spiritual energy, and everything became a vacuum!

Just one sword, split everything!