A feeling of dizziness appeared in Luo Yuan's mind, and Luo Yuan subconsciously closed his eyes to relieve the feeling of dizziness.

Slowly, I don't know how long it took, but the dizziness had disappeared.

A ray of sunlight shone on Luo Yuan's body.

Feeling this, Luo Yuan slowly opened his eyes, but he found that he was back in the valley again.

It's just that at this moment, there is a drawing board in front of Luo Yuan, and his hand is sketching the lake not far away.

This is probably me on the fourth world line, and now I can't seem to control this body, is this the so-called immersive experience?

Feeling that his body could not change with his consciousness, Luo Yuan suddenly understood the current situation at the moment.

Having said that, I was so powerful in the past, this body was about sixteen or seventeen years old, but its strength had reached the realm of the Fa God, it was really terrifying.

And this body turned out to be a weapon with pen and ink, and was promoted to the realm of the god of law with pen and ink, which is still quite magical, could it be that this is what his plug-in used to be?

Looking at the paintings that were being completed, Luo Yuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

No one would have known that in an inconspicuous valley, there was such a terrifying existence.

Calculate the time, Morning Star is soon.

An idea suddenly appeared in Luo Yuan's mind, and he felt it carefully, it was his inner thoughts in the past.

Can you feel the thoughts of this body? Pretty good.

Then let me see what is really going on on the fourth world line.

Thinking of this, Luo Yuan calmed down and began to immerse himself in the fourth world line.

"Brother Luo Yuan, you're still painting, come and try it, I have a new taste for today's meal."

A few seconds later, a Lori on a magic carpet slowly landed beside Luo Yuan, but Luo Yuan was still painting and didn't pay attention to her.

Seeing this, the pink-haired Lori next to her was not in a hurry, but just waited quietly for Luo Yuan, waiting for him to finish painting it thoroughly.

Finally, with the last bit of embellishment, a picture of a mountain lake appeared in front of the two of them, and when you look closely, this painting is more vivid than the photograph taken.

"Morningstar, you're here."

Putting away the brush, Luo Yuan turned his head to look at Yue Chenxing and said in a soft tone.

"Well, let's try it, it's a new flavor today."

Seeing that Luo Yuan's attention was finally focused on himself, Yue Chenxing hurriedly picked up the lunch box in his hand and said with a smile.

It's like a child looking forward to compliments.

"Well, it's pretty good, let's go eat together."

Hearing this, Luo Yuan smiled lightly, then slowly stood up and walked towards a small hut not far away.

Seeing this, Yue Chenxing also hurriedly followed with a lunch box.

This, as a god-level character, lives in this place, why does the fourth world line like painting, or is there any meaning to painting?

Looking at this small hut, Luo Yuan, who was in the fifth world line, couldn't help but complain.

It's just that Luo Yuan, who is on the fourth world line, seems to be enjoying it.

"Tastes good, Morningstar."

After eating the food in the lunch box in his hand, Luo Yuan nodded and praised Yue Chenxing softly.

"Of course, it's not as good as Brother Luo Yuan's craftsmanship, by the way, Brother Luo Yuan, you don't have to keep my food tomorrow, tomorrow is my sister's birthday, I have to leave you for a day."

As he spoke, a sense of loss appeared on Yue Chenxing's face.

She really wanted to be by Luo Yuan's brother's side all the time, but her sister's birthday also had to go.

"Got it, have fun."

Hearing this, Luo Yuan nodded, and suddenly understood in his heart.

Here, both take turns cooking.

Today is Yue Chenxing personally cooking, then tomorrow is Luo Yuan personally cooking.

"Hehe, Brother Luo Yuan, don't think about me, I'll bring you something delicious back the day after tomorrow."

Hearing Luo Yuan's words, Yue Chenxing said with a smile.

In this regard, Luo Yuan just gently stroked Yue Chenxing's head and did not say too much.

Soon, dusk had arrived, and Yue Chenxing, who had accompanied Luo Yuan for an afternoon, reluctantly left here.

Although she really wanted to accompany Brother Luo Yuan here for one night, Brother Luo Yuan always disagreed.

"Then, Brother Luo Yuan, I'll leave first, and I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

Jumping on the magic carpet, Moon Chenxing turned his head and waved his hand with a grin.

And Luo Yuan also chuckled and waved his hand lightly to say goodbye.

Seeing this, Yue Chenxing turned his head, manipulated the magic carpet, and slowly disappeared into the sky.

After seeing Yue Chenxing's figure disappear, Luo Yuan took out a paintbrush and drew two knights of light comparable to the Holy Realm in the air.

"Go, secretly guard her."

Hearing Luo Yuan's order, the two light knight figures slowly disappeared in front of Luo Yuan.

In a place where the moon morning star can't be detected, he secretly guards the moon morning star.

After doing this, Luo Yuan slowly put away all the painting tools, and then walked towards the small hut.

A day's painting has already consumed a lot of his energy, just to complete his goal of painting the world scroll and painting the stars, which is all worth it.

Soon, the next morning arrived.

As an existence in the Dharma God Realm, the surrounding climate can be adjusted at will, so there will be no nasty weather.

"A new day begins."

After saying this sentence to himself, Luo Yuan slowly walked to the lake, set up the drawing board, and prepared for today's painting.

The highest level of painting is to create a world in the painting, which is the scroll of the painting world, which is the goal pursued by Luo Yuan.

Therefore, every stroke was extremely draining of Luo Yuan's energy.

Just didn't work out once.

At this moment, Luo Yuan can only reach the realm where the things in the painting become reality, but the realm is still far from enough to make the world in the painting a world that can be entered.

Hopefully we will make progress today.

After praying lightly, Luo Yuan adjusted the color palette, sat down on a significantly higher stool, and began today's painting.

Soon, the sun was slowly rising, and the painting was halfway completed.

It's just still not satisfactory.

Only the ultimate sense of realism can be transformed into a real world.

Seeing his work in the morning, Luo Yuan couldn't help but sigh, and then picked up the paintbrush again.

He wanted to finish the picture and find out what was wrong.

Just when Luo Yuan had just entered the state of painting in that world, only his own painting, a series of figures flashed from above him.

And in the next second, a figure fell straight into the lake, splashing a large amount of water.

Seeing this, Luo Yuan grabbed the brush in his hand fiercely.

It is an unforgivable sin to disturb his paintings.

At this moment, three black-robed figures appeared in the sky above the lake.

And that logo, Luo Yuan naturally knew, that was the Demon God Church, the symbol of this organization that Yue Chenxing had said when he was bored.

It was obvious that the three of them were chasing the figure that had fallen into the lake.

Of course, it was these four who completely ruined the mood of Luo Yuan's painting.