Bidding farewell to Pan Long, Duan Wuya did not stay any longer and went straight to the Alchemy Hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I haven't seen it for more than two years, and the Alchemy Hall is even more desolate, overgrown with weeds, no one has repaired the trees, and the branches are growing messily. Except for the medicine garden in the Alchemy Hall, which also looks neat, everything is unsatisfactory.

What made Duan Wuya speechless was that the alchemy where the Alchemy Hall Dan Furnace was located was still the same as it was two years ago, and after that explosion, no one seemed to repair it here, and it became a place that no one cared about.

"This time, I must take the teacher to Duanfu, and it is indeed a little inconvenient for the teacher to live here alone. ”

The old man with a strange appearance and a deformed body everywhere appeared in Duan Wuya's mind.

Ge Lao, who has a little hard walking, how did he get over the past two years?

Duan Wuya is a little sad, a teacher for one day, a father for life, a teacher, a disciple to take care of your life!

Although Elder Ge had only taught Duan Wuya to learn alchemy, Duan Wuya respected this old man from the bottom of his heart.

Coming to the door of Ge Lao's room, Duan Wuya was stunned, Ge Lao's room had never been closed, at least Duan Wuya had never been closed in the few months he had been here. Now it is tightly closed, without the slightest gap.

"Squeak......

Duan Wuya pushed hard with both hands, and the two doors opened in response, and Duan Wuya was shocked when he saw the situation in the house. He stepped back, looked out, was very puzzled, and muttered, "It's not wrong!"

Inside the room, an old man with fluttering white hair was concentrating on painting, and Duan Wuya felt like he was acquainted.

This old man is tall, about the same as Duan Wuya, although his white hair is fluttering and his beard is already gray, he can't stop this elegant temperament at all.

When this old man was young, he must have been a suave character!

Duan Wuya unconsciously approached, and his eyes looked at the table where the old man was painting, and a portrait of a noble lady had already jumped on the paper. The lady on the painting is lifelike, and every expression makes people feel that this is a living person!

Duan Wuya has seen this painting more than once, and Ge Lao has also painted it many times, but every painting is not as strong as the current painting!

"Who are you?"

Duan Wuya had an ominous premonition in his heart, his teacher had disappeared!

And the reason why he always disappears must be related to the old man in front of him!

Regardless of whether the old man was painting or not, Duan Wuya looked at the old man with great vigilance, the spiritual power in his body was constantly surging, and he would attack at any time!

Duan Wuya asked, the old man's hand shook slightly, and a drop of ink fell on the painting.

"It's a pity that there is only one last step left, and two years of hard work have been wasted in vain!"

The old man put the pen in his hand into the pen holder, shaking his head with regret on his face.

"Who the hell are you, my teacher?"

"Poof!"

The sword of the Martial God, Duan Wuya was also already in his hand, and with the inadvertent movements of this comer, Duan Wuya actually felt a suffocating danger.

"Valkyrie Sword!"

The old man was amazed, his face was amazed and then ecstatic.

"Hmph, where's my teacher!"

Duan Wuya's body exuded a strong killing intent, his own teacher, he didn't have the slightest strength, and his body was extremely deformed. This old man wants to deal with his teacher to death, and it is simply effortless!

"Oh, that weird old man, dead!"

The old man stretched his beard and said with a natural expression.

"You're damned!"

The sword of the Martial God in Duan Wuya's hand suddenly flashed with a cold light, Duan Wuya's body suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, Duan Wuya had already arrived in front of the old man. Duan Wuya's eyes were red, with a strong murderous aura, the sword in his hand was aimed at the old man's neck, and he slashed down with a fierce sword.

"Ding......

Duan Wuya's sword, the old man was not moved at all, his body did not move, he only stretched out two fingers, and tightly clamped the sword of the Martial God!

"Fist Crash!"

The sword of the Martial God had been controlled by the old man, Duan Wuya decisively abandoned the sword, and his right hand hit the old man's ribs at the fastest speed.

"Bang!"

Duan Wuya's punch was fast, the old man's movements were faster, and Duan Wuya's punch had not yet attacked the old man's ribs, and the old man's palm was already waiting at the attack point of Duan Wuya's fist.

With a bang, Duan Wuya's fist didn't work, Duan Wuya's left hand was knife-like, a black soul-sucking palm, and cut directly into the old man's crotch.

"Smack......

The old man smiled, and with a light finger, he pointed directly at the back of Duan Wuya's hand. With a soft sound, Duan Wuya staggered back.

"Even if it's not your opponent, I'm going to kill you!"

Duan Wuya seemed to have lost his mind, his face was blue, this sentence seemed to come from Jiuyou, which made the old man can't help but shiver.

"Stinky boy, the old man has changed, so he can't recognize the old man?"

The old man looked relieved, looking at Duan Wuya's eyes, looking very loving.

"Teacher?"

The familiar voice made Duan Wuya's face soothe a little, and he still looked at the old man vigilantly.

"Stinky boy, yes, Judan is at its peak, it only takes one opportunity to break through!

The old man was very pleased, and a trace of guilt flashed on his face.

Duan Wuya was a little incredulous, this was the teacher's voice!

"You, what's wrong with my teacher!"

This old man, even the teacher's voice is imitated so similarly, it seems that the teacher is really fierce and unlucky!

Thinking of this, the killing intent on Duan Wuya's face resurfaced.

"Stinky boy, do you believe that?"

The old man's body shook, the originally tall figure disappeared, and an obscene and extremely deformed old Ge appeared in front of Duan Wuya. The loose clothes, mostly hanging from the ground, are somewhat funny.

"Teacher!"

Seeing this familiar figure, Duan Wuya was a little excited, and his voice was a little choked.

"Stinky boy, the old man's strength has recovered, I wanted to give you a surprise, but the old man didn't see the surprise, but you gave the old man a fright!"

The old man's body shook again, returning to his previous form. However, in Ge Lao's words, Duan Wuya did not hear the slightest blame.

"You, teacher, how did you do that?"

Duan Wuya's eyes widened, being able to change at will like this was beyond Duan Wuya's understanding of this world. This kind of change technique, Duan Wuya has only seen it on TV in his previous life.

"When you come back this time, your strength has improved a lot, and you will do this simple change technique in the future. Now I'm officially taking you as an apprentice and teaching you how to paint!"

Ge Lao is very serious, very serious.

"Draw the road?"

Duan Wuya's heart jumped suddenly, and he thought of a possibility.

"Painting the way, painting the form, painting the body, painting the spirit, painting the meaning! Painting the form is to draw the form of an object, the body of words, is to be able to draw a thing perfectly, without the slightest flaw, painting God, this is a very high realm, where the painting goes, nothing can be controlled! Life or death, all in the pen in your hand! A living life, can also take the soul of a person! And the painting, this ethereal realm, is simply omnipotent! As long as you are willing, everything in heaven and earth, as long as it is formed in your mind, you can control everything! Whether it is life or death, it is all in your thoughts! Even if the mountains and rivers are reversed, it is not impossible to pick the stars and take the moon!"

This is a new way of cultivation, Duan Wuya heard of painting for the first time, but he didn't expect that painting would have such a powerful power!

"And what about the finishing touch?"

Duan Wuya guessed that the finishing touch was not also a painting path.

"The finishing touch is just a kind of painting, and there are thousands of ways to paint, but there are also thousands of laws. ”

Ten thousand laws are one, Duan Wuya's heart is a little touched, to the end of his cultivation, what he pursues is power, is immortality!

"What is your identity, teacher, and why did you change your form and hide here?"

Since the painting is so powerful, why is Ge Lao still hiding here? Could it be that the teacher's enemy is very powerful?

"Now your strength is still too weak, it won't be good for you to know it earlier!"

Ge Lao sighed and didn't say the reason why he was evading. Duan Wuya knew that Ge Lao was afraid that he would not be able to concentrate on cultivation if he knew.

"Teacher, no matter how strong the enemy is, we will be able to take revenge one day!"

"Revenge?" Old Ge was a little distracted, and muttered: "Maybe it won't take long!"

Elder Ge suddenly turned around, with expectation and infinite hope: "Wuyan, I will pass on all the inheritance of my Ge family to you, and I will cultivate you into a peak powerhouse in the entire continent!" (To be continued.) )