"Setti, well done!" Gu Sheng jumped up directly from the recliner and said excitedly, this treasure of heaven and earth that countless people are fighting for is so easy to get your hands on.

Setty turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with "What's the matter with me?" ”

I saw that in Gu Sheng's hand was a red fruit like a heart, with extremely fine lines on it, forming patterns.

"I don't know if it's going to be a painting of the soul or a recitation of the piano." Gu Sheng looked at the fruit in his hand, and always felt that the patterns on the fruit were full of mystery and beauty.

The easiest thing to comprehend is the type that you are familiar with, such as it is easier to comprehend the way of the sword with a master, and it is easier to comprehend the way of the sword with a master.

Gu Sheng is most familiar with the painting of the soul and the music of Niansheng Qin, and his perception in this regard far exceeds his understanding of knife techniques.

It stands to reason that the higher the strength, the easier it is to comprehend.

But Gu Sheng didn't bother to wait any longer.

I didn't need to burn incense to bathe, I took a bite directly, and the taste was similar to that of tomatoes, but there was no taste at all, just like chewing wax.

Gu Sheng swallowed the Tianxin Fruit, only to feel light, and his soul consciousness seemed to be floating out of his body, which immediately made him panic, but he quickly reacted that his soul consciousness was not out of his body.

Now it's daytime, with his own strength, the soul consciousness has just left the body and is dissipated by the sun's burning soul consciousness.

It was white in front of me, nothing could be seen, nothing was there, as if the world was as it was.

It was as if an invisible hand had smeared a stroke on this piece of white, and then another stroke, and a mountain appeared.

The invisible hand does not stop, constantly sketching in this white world, mountains, earth, forests, water, sea, birds, beasts, creatures, gradually emerge.

The world was originally nothing, and there was nothing, but it was sketched out and appeared one by one.

Gu Sheng's eyes were completely attracted by that brushstroke, which seemed to contain some kind of truth between heaven and earth, and sucked his mind into it, and he had a feeling that as long as he could fully comprehend the outline of that stroke and understand the mystery contained in it, he would be able to draw a world like this.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Sheng only felt as if his soul consciousness was falling, everything in front of him disappeared, and what he saw became the cabin, the figure, the holy light, and the deck......

Gu Sheng closed his eyes and recalled the brush strokes he had just seen, delineating, and recalling the mountain that emerged, the water began to flow, the flowers bloomed, the animals ran, and the meaning contained in that stroke.

After a long time, Gu Sheng woke up, and looked at everything in front of him again, and there seemed to be some changes.

Heaven and earth seem to be painted as if they have already been painted.

A pen appeared in his hand at some point, and a colorful thought was dyed on the tip of the pen as if it were ink.

Gu Sheng looked a little towards the air in front of him, and filled in another stroke on the picture scroll that had already been painted.

And that little bit of ink stays in the air like a dot on paper or a wooden board.

Gu Sheng's pen quickly sketched a seabird, which gradually became three-dimensional in the air, and the colors were naturally rich, and it spread its wings and flew up with a flap of its wings.

"Ah, Childe!" Yan Ruyu's exclamation came from the side.

"How?" Gu Sheng turned his head to look.

"Childe is so powerful!" Yan Ruyu has stars in both eyes.

"But can you tell me next time? You've been standing there for so long this time, I'm scared to death. Yan Ruyu said.

"For a long time? How long? Gu Sheng was slightly stunned.

"Five days."

"So long?" Gu Sheng was extremely surprised, it felt like it didn't take long, only ten minutes, at most an hour, and five days had passed?

"yes, if you don't move, you're going to scare me to death. Or did she say you had a harvest, so let me leave you alone. Yan Ruyu said.

"I'm sorry." Gu Sheng smiled, only then did he realize that there was a shed above his head, which was made of cotton cloth left over from making curtains before, one end tied to the mast, and the other end tied to the table.

At least it can block out the sun and light rain.

"I have a heart." Gu Sheng said again.

"That's for sure!" Yan Ruyu smiled quite proudly, and asked curiously, "But how did you do it, childe?" ”

"A little harvest, this world is a picture scroll." As Gu Sheng spoke, he fell into deep thought again.

"This is supernatural powers?"

He has only partially comprehended the things he has felt, and he has the ability to draw at will, and it is much more convenient to no longer stick to paper and wooden boards.

If you can further comprehend it in the future, you can go further in this ability.

Gu Sheng picked up the pen and drew in the air again, the thoughts in his mind flew out from time to time, dyed on the tip of the pen, bees, butterflies, and birds flew out after condensing in the air, and a palm-sized "tiger" jumped to the ground and let out a shocking tiger roar.

"Roar!"

The more Gu Sheng painted, the brighter his eyes became, and the deeper the perception in his heart, and with each stroke, he naturally introduced the surrounding heaven and earth into it.

"I used to inject qi into my bones, and then put the finishing touch on my thoughts, turning my paintings from virtual to real."

"Nowadays, it is to use thoughts as ink, as bones, and then to draw the spirit of heaven and earth into flesh and blood, and naturally turn the virtual into reality, and one part of the force can exert a very effective effect."

Gu Sheng stretched out his hand to paint, but found that the idea of painting the soul had been consumed, and it was not born for a while.

Immediately stopped writing, closed his eyes and continued to understand.

After a stick of incense, the three thoughts of painting souls in his mind recovered, Gu Sheng opened his eyes, and with the thought as ink, the brush flew in the air, gradually outlining a human figure.

Gu Sheng consumed two thoughts in a row to draw this figure, and then clicked another thought into it.

Suddenly, a palm-sized Yan Ruyu jumped down from the air.

I saw that Yan Ruyu's appearance was not very similar, but it could only be said to be exactly the same, but it was too small, and she was wearing an extremely fat skirt, like a child wearing adult clothes.

Yan Ruyu No. 2 carried her skirt, and then climbed onto Gu Sheng's feet with great difficulty, and said in a milky voice: "Childe! ”

Yan Ruyu was stunned on the side.

"Childe! This is...... What is it? Yan Ruyu was really shocked.

"Just kidding." Gu Sheng laughed, and with a wave of his hand, Yan Ruyu No. 2 dissipated, and a thought flew out, looking back at Sheng's sea of knowledge.

Gu Sheng looked at the air and drew in the air again, but this time there was nothing in front of Gu Sheng.

Following his line of sight and looking into the distance, he could see that there was a meteorite in the air a hundred meters away that had changed from virtual to solid, and as Gu Sheng clicked a thought into it, the meteorite completely became substantial and smashed into the sea.

If anyone else sees it, this method is no different from that of the gods, it is too terrifying.

"This is the soul of painting!" Gu Sheng nodded, closed his eyes and recalled the feeling when he was painting just now, and couldn't help but admire: "It's just a heaven and earth creation, no wonder it is said that the monk who can't have supernatural powers is completely two grades." ”