In the dead of night, Zhuo Wen sat at the head of the bed, looking like he was napping, but in fact, he had entered a state of inner vision. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the inner world, Zhuo Wen was slightly surprised, I don't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that the fertile soil area was much larger, and then looked at the painted root tree, he was even more surprised, only to see that the painted root tree, which should have been pulled up with a single pole like a poplar tree, actually grew a small branch at this moment, and on that branch, Zhuo Wen could even find a few golden seedling leaves!

Zhuo Wen didn't know whether to be happy or not, after all, this situation was too weird and special, the leaves were okay, the painted root tree would grow corresponding leaves according to the painter's level, but Zhuo Wen's level was too low, and the leaves that grew out were limited and still looked like a light rod, but the branches were shocked, and he turned over the inventory knowledge in his head, only to find that there was such a record at the end of the "Book of Paintings", which was said to be the painter's successful entry into the "entry" When it is in this state, the root tree will grow branches, and depending on the strength of this entry state, it will also grow corresponding leaves!

The number of leaves represents an achievement of the painter in a certain realm, but in fact it does not have much effect, the key is the size of the branches! Legend has it that if the "entry" reaches a certain height, it can transform into "entering the Tao"! At that time, the branches can be separated and landed on the root tree and become a new root tree, which is equivalent to having two artist systems, and the combat effectiveness will also be doubled!

However, this situation is extremely rare, only in the painter of the holy level can hear some related deeds, such as the painting ancestor Wu Daozi to draw the divine painting "Golden Bridge Map" of the painting of St. Wei Wuxi, is a self-contained, called "beast road", people called "a stroke of knowing God, a hair of knowledge", refers to that he only needs one stroke to draw the charm of the beast, and only needs to draw a beast hair to make the beast power manifest, so it can be seen that his avenue is strong, this kind of means to cover the history of the landscape are few people. And correspondingly is Chen Hong's painting of the saint's "humanity", which is also the best avenue in the world, compared to it, Wu Daozi is even more terrifying, he is the only 'emperor' in the landscape world.

Only the painting saint can be qualified to talk about the Tao, and under it, then don't think too much, just entering the country is not thousands of painters, let alone entering the Tao, it can be said that there is only a shortcut to dreaming.

The topic was far away, but he still returned to the topic, but said that Zhuo Wen found that his painted root tree had actually grown new branches, and he thought to himself, could it be that he had comprehended some realm by chance?

I only felt that everything around me seemed to be a hundred times slower than at that time, and it was also taking advantage of this opportunity that Zhuo Wen had time to perfect his work in order to summon the gluttonous Long Aotian.

After a while, Zhuo Wen only felt that his eyes were clear, and he suddenly sighed: "The realm before death is also called the dying realm, and there is also a saying called 'marquee' in the previous life, so it is... I was already in a dying situation at the time, so I got into that state by chance... Actually, it's not that time has slowed down, it's that this state has activated my latent survival potential, which is why my painting speed is so fast... If I had sunk down at that time and didn't know what to do with me, I would still be dead. ”

After contacting the branches, Zhuo Wen also got an upgrade message, saying that the "Death Realm" can grow the branches by one point every time it is activated, and when the number of uses reaches a certain limit, the branches can be separated from the main pole to become a "Death Tree" with an independent avenue!

Putting it to death and then rebirth, I'm afraid that's what it means, could it be that if you want to become stronger in the future, you have to take a lonely name to die everywhere in order to break through? Zhuo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head. If other painters know that Zhuo Wen is complaining about the upgrade conditions of his entry branch, I am afraid that he will be uncomfortable and jealous, after all, what others can't ask for, he is good, he looks like he has been pitted, I really don't know how to cherish it! This feeling is like a beautiful woman who can't be pursued by everyone asks Zhuo Wen for her body, but Zhuo Wen dislikes her as a Virgo.

Exiting the state of inward view, Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, it seems that the battle of the broken cauldron is not without benefits, at least let himself comprehend the "realm", this is a kind of painting grace that cannot be exchanged for a thousand gold, as long as he can carry forward on this, one day he can enter the Tao and preach, but the upgrade of the branch is much more difficult than the upgrade of the painter, and the trigger conditions are also extremely harsh, after all, sometimes a bad grasp, death is only a momentary thing.

"Now it's better not to think about the realm and the Dao from afar, or think about it first, how to break through the fifth level of copying and how to go out first, hey... If you are trapped here all your life, it is useless to have any realm and Tao......" shook his head helplessly, Zhuo Wen turned over and covered the quilt, ready to sleep, I don't know how long it took, in a daze, Zhuo Wen suddenly felt a warmth in his arms, there was a feeling of itching, Zhuo Wen felt as if his hand had touched something unspeakable, soft, soft, couldn't help but turn pale, and hurriedly lifted the quilt, but saw that the little Ahri was huddled in his arms at the moment...

It seems that because of Zhuo Wen's sudden lifting of the quilt, the little Ahri who felt the cool air couldn't help but wake up, the beast's ears moved slightly, and a pair of watery amber eyes were sleepy, blinking and looking at Zhuo Wen, with an innocent puzzle on his face, as if he didn't know why Zhuo Wen suddenly lifted the quilt.

In an instant, Zhuo Wen felt like he had experienced an earth-shattering thunderbolt, and his mouth couldn't help but tremble and twitch: "That, men and women don't kiss each other... Well, you don't understand, do you? I mean, in short, it's... Ahri, it's so late, you should go back to sleep......"

"I've been sleeping here all along. Little Ahri looked ignorant, obviously telling the truth, this time it was Zhuo Wen's turn to be speechless, you have been sleeping with me since I was in a coma, right? He couldn't help but point to the next room embarrassedly: "Obedient, good, can you go to sleep with Sister Xiao Si?"

"No, that human is so fierce, I'm afraid... Let me sleep here, okay?" Little Ahri had teary eyes, a face of pleading, and a pitiful appearance, seeing Zhuo Wen's heart was drunk in an instant, and for a while, he didn't know how to speak.

Thinking of Liang Si's cold and decisive attitude in the face of the little wolf cub, Zhuo Wen also understood the word "fierce" in her mouth, it seems that this princess of the Liang family is really notoriously withdrawn and difficult to get along with, and the rejection is inevitably too heavy.

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen realized a problem, thinking that there seems to be only one room and two rooms in this world, but there seem to be four "people", even if it is arranged on average, it is also two "people" in one room, if Xiao Ahri and I have a room, then Liang Si and Granny Ji have a room? Although her personality is indeed a little withdrawn, Granny Ji is a human being, she should be able to accept it, right?

After thinking about it, he looked at the little Ahri in his arms again, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, reached out and touched her head, and the little Ahri moved his ears with a comfortable face, as if he liked the feeling of being touched on his head, and felt as gentle as his mother's licking calf.

Zhuo Wen sighed in a low voice, in fact, he was twenty-four or five years old in his previous life, if he got married at the age of twenty according to the customs of the countryside, then he should have a daughter as old as Ahri, in fact, if you think about it carefully, as long as you treat her as your own daughter, it will not be embarrassing, after all, there is nothing wrong with a daughter sleeping with her father (except for godfather).

"Okay, then you'll sleep here. Gently pull on the quilt, under the excitement of Little Ahri, Zhuo Wen can be regarded as ending this little episode, but the cute thing in his arms will always give him an itchy feeling, and it seems that it will take a while to get used to.

The next day, the weather was fine, Zhuo Wen unexpectedly came to the depths of the outer forest, wanted to thoroughly study the way to go out, I have to say, this place is really evil, in fact, there is no need for a mile or two, only half a mile Zhuo Wen feels a little difficult to walk, this feeling, as if a large piece of cotton is blocked in front of him, obviously all the scenery is still the same, but he just can't move forward, whether it is rushing or colliding, tired and sweating, he is still in the same place, looking at the little Ahri next to him can run to the front to chase butterflies to play, Zhuo Wen simply wants to die, this Nima is definitely not aimed at me？

Then, Zhuo Wen released the paper crane to try to contact the outside world, but after several experiments, the paper crane still could not fly ten meters above the air, as if it was intercepted outside a transparent film, as if he noticed Zhuo Wen's paper crane, the little Ahri's eyes suddenly lit up, gave up the butterfly, and began to chase the little paper crane.

Seeing this situation, Liang Si, who was also looking for a way to go out on the other side, snorted "boring", turned his head to continue his research, and still went his own way, about the dementia situation in the past three months, Zhuo Wen also explained to her, but in her opinion, Zhuo Wen's perverted title still can't be taken off, especially when he thinks that he still wipes him in the bath, even Liang Sidu thinks that he is crazy, this dead pervert may be pretending, maybe he is secretly snickering!

Zhuo Wen, who was playing with the little Ahri, subconsciously turned his head, looking at the butterflies dancing "outside", he thought about it, this kind of resistance that even people can't cross, a butterfly can shuttle at will? And not only butterflies, but also small squirrels licking water, flying birds, can also shuttle at will, what do these small animals have in common with Ah Tanuki, can they do such an incredible scene?

"Uh--" Just when Zhuo Wen thought of it, he found a scene that made him puzzled, only to see in the sky, a small bird was blocked by invisible resistance like him, unable to fly an inch, the same, a mountain eagle ready to prey on it also seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, only the movement of teeth and claws and wings, but did not move forward, the two birds have been maintaining a posture like a moving picture, until exhausted, the bird was preyed on by the mountain eagle, and then, strange things happened again, after the mountain eagle ate the bird, spread its wings and fly, this time, it crossed the resistance without hindrance, soaring to the sky......

"This ......" suddenly flashed of inspiration, Zhuo Wen always felt as if he had mastered some information, but he couldn't explain it clearly, giving him a kind of ignorant inspiration, but one thing was certain: going out is not impossible! )