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"What the old gentleman is talking about is the patriarch of the clam demon clan?" Xing Tian asked.

"Yes, it's him, it seems that you really know the old mussel, but although the old mussel is gentle, but he is still relatively stingy, this thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl is extremely precious, and it is also a treasure among the clam demon clan, according to my understanding of him, he would rather damage his own skills, and will not give this treasure to others, I asked him to ask for it more than once, that guy is directly refused, he will give it to you, it is really weird. Mr. Feng Xian shook his head, obviously extremely puzzled.

Xingtian smiled secretly, but he knew that this old gentleman Fengxian must be very familiar with the old clam demon, and it can be said that he guessed the other party's behavior very well, and the old clam demon would rather pass on his skills than give this thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl, but the thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl in his hand was a gift with pearls, which Mr. Fengxian obviously couldn't guess.

After saying this, the old gentleman Fengxian said: "Since you are familiar with the old clam and gave me a bowl of soup, then it can be regarded as my friend of Fengxian, many sages and saints in ancient times paid attention to the same at first sight, and now I also have this feeling, since I am a friend, I am extremely curious, you are a human race, and you are not in the Qiankun realm, so how did you enter this demon world?"

When Xing Tian heard this, he hesitated for a moment, but he simply told Xiao Bai about his abduction, but for this old gentleman, Xing Tian felt that the other party was extremely frank, more like a Confucian scribe, without the slightest malice, so he didn't hide it.

And the other party is a master of the Qiankun Realm, if he is willing to help, it would be better, so with this thought, Xingtian told the story of the Black Demon Venerable's abduction of Xiaobai.

After speaking, I looked at Mr. Fengxian again, but he closed his eyes and pondered, and was silent for a long time.

"I see, I also heard this rumor today, it seems that this matter is still true, and if my guess is correct, this news should be released by you, right?"

"Yes, now I don't cultivate enough, but Xiaobai is in danger, and in desperation, I can only do this, borrowing the power of their clansmen to rescue Xiaobai!" Xingtian said truthfully.

Old Mr. Feng Xian nodded, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, but said: "I heard in my early years that there was a genius woman in the You Tian Python clan who cultivated to a high level, but then for some reason, she suddenly disappeared, and the You Tian Python clan searched for several years without results, because this matter once set off a bloody storm in the demon world. In my opinion, your friend whose body was destroyed and reborn is afraid that it is this missing genius woman, if so, you can rest assured, the You Tian Python clan will definitely save her, because the missing genius girl is the beloved daughter of the patriarch of the You Tian Python clan. ”

Xingtian had never asked about Xiaobai's identity in the Youtian Python clan, but now when he heard this, he was secretly surprised, but at the same time, his heart was much more stable.

"If that's the case, then it's naturally the best!" Xing Tian smiled faintly, but said with great relief.

"This matter, you really can't intervene, unless you cultivate to the Earth Immortal Realm, but don't worry, I still have some friendship with the You Tian Python clan, so I will go to help you, you just stay on this Ten Thousand Demon Island, the Heaven and Earth Yuan of the Demon Realm is extremely abundant, you can make good use of it to cultivate." And I drank your bowl of delicious soup made from thousand-year-old demon spirit pearls, and I can't help you without saying it!"

After saying that, the old gentleman Fengxian actually stretched out his palm and grabbed it at the Xingtian Void, and immediately Xingtian only felt that the surrounding environment changed suddenly, and the next moment, he was in a valley with beautiful mountains and rivers.

Here the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the mountain peaks are lined up, a good place of paradise, Xingtian is in it, he is also very surprised, look around, but he sees a pavilion not far away, take a closer look, Xingtian sees that in the pavilion, there is an old man sitting upright, it is the old Mr. Fengxian.

The latter was now holding a pen and meditating in front of a dead flower branch. Seeing Xingtian coming, he smiled and said: "Xingtian, this is a realm of my sword when I cultivated into the Qiankun realm, I am a demon with a magic pen, so everything in this world is drawn by me with one stroke, you can practice here, I use the dream pen to produce flowers and flowers, draw a flower, you can practice in this world during this period of time before the painting, the dream pen is a withered glory, day and night are replaced by a night, this world is a day in the outside world, you must grasp it well, do not waste the light!"

After saying that, the old gentleman began to paint on the dead branch, but he stopped talking.

Xing Tian immediately understood that the other party was interested in helping him, in this realm, Mr. Fengguang changed the time with the magic method of dreaming and giving birth to flowers, and he practiced here for a year, and the outside world was only one day, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Moreover, Xing Tian knew that it would not be easy for Mr. Feng Xian's divine law to be displayed, otherwise he would have been able to extend his time here every day, wouldn't he have been able to cultivate into a saint a long time ago?

Removing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Xingtian immediately cultivated.

In the outside world, Mr. Feng Xian had already set off to the Black Demon Mountain, with his relationship with the You Tian Python clan, it was naturally not a problem to help such a small favor, and the masters of the Qiankun Realm were thousands of miles away, and the distance was not a problem for them at all.

Besides, Xingtian, in that small Qiankun realm, he cultivated hard, and every ri, he would take out the thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl to boil and take it, and constantly improve his skills, but in just one month, with the help of the thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl, his own cultivation was improved from the transcendent realm to the transcendent realm.

If this speed is known to others, it will definitely feel incredible, but it is not difficult for Xingtian, who has a thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl.

In a month's time, the thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl has shrunk a lot, it was originally the size of a fist, but now, it is only the size of a dragon's eye.

At this rate, this thousand-year-old demon spirit pearl would disappear completely after boiling it for five or six times at most.

Xingtian didn't plan to continue boiling, and the remaining demon spirit pearl, Xingtian planned to take it directly at a critical moment. In addition to taking the boiled soup, Xingtian has re-cultivated all the martial arts he has learned, and now whether it is palming, boxing or swordsmanship, it has been upgraded to a higher level again, and now Xingtian has self-confidence, even if he encounters a half-step earth immortal, or even a martial artist in the early stage of the earth immortal realm, he has the strength to fight.

It was another ri, Xing Tian did not practice martial arts as usual and breathe and breathe, but walked to the side of Old Mr. Fengxian and sat down to watch.

This old Mr. Fengxian in the outside world should be just a consciousness, not an ontology, and in the past month, the other party has been sitting here, extremely focused on drawing.

At this moment, there are already a few painted flowers on the dead flower branch, but they are lifelike, no matter how you look at it, it is true.

"Dream pen flowers, sure enough, it is a pen to give birth to flowers, this is called the divine law, Mr. Feng Xian said that the Qiankun world in a grass, a wood, birds, beasts and birds are all drawn by him, now it seems, but it is true, if I guess is not bad, Mr. Feng Xian is the cultivation of the god painter Dao, and the cultivation is much higher than I don't know, at least I can't do a pen to draw a small Qiankun world. ”

Xingtian muttered to himself, and at the same time watched Mr. Feng Xian draw flowers, which turned out to be fascinating. Xingtian cultivated the Dao of the Divine Painter, but now the realm is extremely shallow, and when he encounters a great enemy, he can no longer use the means of the Dao of the Divine Painter to resist the enemy. And the old gentleman Fengxian that Xing Tian saw was focusing on the Dao of the Divine Painter, and the realm was already difficult for him to reach.

After thinking about it, Xingtian slapped his head and secretly said that he was stupid.

Since he is also cultivating the Dao of the Divine Painter, why don't he continue to cultivate and improve his realm? Besides, there is such a teacher teaching on the spot right now, if he doesn't seize the opportunity, then he is called stupid.

Thinking of this, Xing Tian immediately took out the pen, ink and paper, just stared at the old Mr. Feng Xian painting, and felt the essence of the divine painter in it.

I'm afraid that Mr. Fengxian didn't expect that he used this dream brush to let Xingtian practice here, but he didn't expect Xingtian to start secretly learning painting skills. Dream Brush Flower Divine Method, itself is an extremely high-end divine painter Taoist divine method, containing the extremely important jing essence of the divine painter's Dao, if you can comprehend, it is of great benefit to the improvement of the divine painter's Taoist cultivation.

If Mr. Feng Xian knew that Xing Tian was secretly learning the essence of his divine painting master, he was afraid that he would immediately drive Xing Tian out, but because Mr. Feng Xian was a pen used by the ancient sages, and he became a demon, so he contained the thoughts of the ancient sages, and he also inherited the extraordinary painting skills of the ancient sages.

The reason why Mr. Feng Xian has such a lofty position in the demon world is also inseparable from this, it can be said that Mr. Feng Xian's divine painter Tao is completely adhering to the ancient sage's divine painter Dao, extremely wonderful, Xingtian this time, but it was a mistake and went lucky.

At this moment, Xingtian is concentrating on the painting, but he himself is slow to move his pen, and this look is the passage of a month.

And for this purpose, observing and contemplating, Xingtian finally had an epiphany.

Immediately, Xingtian's eyes lit up, but he muttered to himself: "It turns out that the most basic thing of this divine painter is 'confident', but if you want to continue to improve, then it is obviously not enough to be a bamboo in your chest, what is a bamboo in your chest? It is just a solid picture, the painter freezes the picture with pen and ink, although it is powerful, but it is not wonderful. Only by containing the Tao of Nature and comprehending the cycle of the Tao of Heaven can we draw a true masterpiece. ”

Xingtian finally understood that the Tao of the Divine Painter is not only about painting shapes, gods, and meanings, but also about giving the surface a cycle of life. The true way of the divine painter is to put a stroke on the paper at will, which is a masterpiece of God.