"Stone ......"

Master Wudao glanced at Yang Tian again. I muttered it again. Then he holds the brush and drops it down to the paper. But the tip of the pen didn't touch the paper before it froze.

Yang Tian noticed. Master's nib. It's an inch high from the paper. He just started drawing on the paper in the air.

Maybe in order for Yang Tian to see clearly. The master draws very slowly. With the movement of the nib. The seven-element energy that has just converged on the tip of the pen. At first, the silk was repeatedly integrated into the paper. Until this time. They 'intersect', merge and arrange with each other. Everything is changing according to the predetermined rules.

Stone pattern. Begin to appear on paper. Slowly zoom in.

It's a magical process. That bald pen. In the hands of the master, it seems to have become a miracle.

This moment. Yang Tian's heart. A flash of realization. In fact, the master holds a paintbrush. When the void is stained. The seven-element energy required for this stone. It's ready. And it's not bad at all. And to do it. You must first know the mysteries of the stone. That is, there is a stone in the heart.

The so-called 'chest' has a bamboo. There is a god in the pen. That's the kind of realm.

Yang Tian's divine light is within the small world. There are already stones and water. Yang Tian can also do it at this time, and there is a stone in the 'chest'. Even the 'chest' has water in it. But that's all your own energy. It's also yourself who changes. If you condense the energy of the outside world to create things like the masters. Yang Tian could never be so casual and casual.

Soon. A stone identical to the first page of the Book of Creation. It's on paper. Call it out of 'desire'. The master stopped writing. I took the piece of paper in my hand.

Yang Tian stared at the stone on the paper. There is some worry in my heart. That stone could roll down at any moment. Smash to the ground. But yet feel like it's far from the real stone. It's a little bit close.

"Come ......"

That's when the . The master suddenly opened his mouth. With the word 'come' spit out. There is a Buddha light.' Shoot 'on the stone.

"Spit out the light of the Buddha ......"

Yang Tian was a little shocked. At the same time some understand. Why did the master keep his mouth shut? As soon as he spoke. You have to spit out the light of the Buddha. This is a very high mantra attainment.

Strike.

There was a soft sound. The stones fell in response. Caught in the hands of the master.

"Give ......"

The master smiled slightly. He handed the stone to Yang Tian. His mouth was closed tightly.

Yang Tian took it in his hand. Rub it carefully. can be determined. It's a fake stone.

"Master. I see......"

Yang Tian returned the stone to the master. The Tao of Feeling 'Excited'.

"Oh. You try it......"

The master handed the brush to Yang Tiandao again.

"Yes......"

Although Yang Tian was not completely sure in his heart. But I'm already eager to try. So I took the brush again.

When taking a deep breath. The mystery of the stone. It has come to mind clearly. Yang Tianmo Yun Divine Power. Dip the brush into the void in the same way.

There were no surprises. Nearby Seven Elements Power. I was immediately attracted to it. Converge on the brush. No more, no less. Divided into 'phylum' categories.

This step. The master is done in the blink of an eye. Yang Tian took a few breaths. Seems pretty good.

After completing the accumulation of energy. Yang Tian holds the hand of the paintbrush. It's like an invisible burden. It became extremely heavy. But it still fell steadily onto the drawing paper.

Yang Tian originally wanted to be like a master. Hang the pen an inch high on the paper. But when it comes to this position. Only then did I realize that I was powerless at this level. Accurately inject the energy of the nib into the pen.

Thereupon. Yang Tian had no choice but to hold the pen and continue to fall. Whereabouts. Until the moment the tip of the pen touches the paper. before he stopped.

After a slight pause. Yang Tian officially began to paint his own stones. True difficulty. Also at this moment has just begun. The position of the brush is moved every little bit. The pressure on Yang Tian's hands increased by one point.

Because of this time. It's the most critical moment. Yang Tian must always be in control. The energy of the pen is 'wrong' a little. It's all about starting all over again.

This is for the masters. Just an understatement of the process. To Yang Tian. But I held it back for half an hour. It's not done yet. And they all blushed.

Yang Tian has words of suffering in his heart. It's not just how much energy it takes to draw a stone. It's the control of these energies. It must reach a pinnacle degree. As long as there is the slightest hint of something wrong. It's not a stone that is drawn.

Fortunately, Yang Tian not only has the power of reincarnation. And there are stones in the 'breasts'. Half an hour later. It was the first stone that was painted.

Syllable.

At the moment when Yang Tiangong finished writing. Stone on paper. Suddenly there was a flash of golden light. Roll off automatically. Yang Tian was taken aback.

"The power of creation. You have the power to create the world. Looks like you have an advantage over me......"

The master looked at the stones that rolled away. Some amazement.

"The disciple can only turn into stone and water at this time. But if it's like the master. Draw it out of thin air. But it's still a bit difficult......"

Yang Tian was pleasantly surprised. Somewhat embarrassed tract.

"Huh. I practice Chrysostom Zen. So far, it's only a small success. You can transform into stones and water. It's already very good. This book of creation. Contains the mystery of all things in the world. What is written is actually the art of creation. Creation begins with change. You just have to learn all the variations. When the cultivation arrives. Nature can make it out of thin air......"

The master smiled and encouraged.

"Disciple, thank you for your advice...... Master"

Yang Tianwenyan. The heart is overjoyed. Thanks.

This book of creation. Since it contains the mystery of all things in the world. Just memorize them all. can change everything. This undoubtedly saves Yang Tian the difficult process of comprehending all things in the world one by one. This is a great gift.

Yang Tian didn't know who the Master of the Daoless Dao was. I don't know why he helped him so hard. But it doesn't matter anymore. Yang Tian knows. Just as soon as possible will be the contents of the Book of Creation. Memorize them all. It is the greatest thank you to Master Wudao.

Thereupon. Yang Tian simply threw the paintbrush. Devote yourself to the great cause of rote memorization.

The Book of Creation. The first page is stone. The second page is water. The third page is the wind. The fourth page is the fire ......

Earth, water, wind and fire. It is the four basic environments from which all things are derived. Only these four elements are complete. in order to further create all things. So the Book of Creation puts it at the top.

"They've found it. You ignore them. Concentrate on painting stones......"

Just when Yang Tian was immersed in the Treasure Book of Creation. The master suddenly reminded. At the same time, he put away the Treasure Book of Creation. But there was still a nonchalant look on his face.

Yang Tian was shocked. Hurriedly grabbed the paintbrush. Pretend to be there. Painted randomly. But there is nothing in the pen.

Yang Tian was a little suspicious. It's been so long. I don't know how those people came to find here.

After more than ten breaths.' Three figures suddenly flashed into the door. They are all monks with solemn faces full of red light. But the first one was dressed in a glittering golden robe. The apparent identity is extraordinary.

For the arrival of the three of them. It's not just the masters who turn a blind eye to it. Even Yang Tian didn't lift his eyelids. In the eyes of others. This old and young two are like two psychopaths. Each holding a bald pen. On empty paper. Random 'messy' analogy.

"Uncle Ancestor ......"

The head of the priesthood. After scanning the room. It fell on the old face of the Master of the Daoless Dao. Calling in a deep voice.

"Nephew. What's the matter?"

The Master of the Daoless Dao finally raised his head. asked with a smile.

"Uncle Shi didn't go out just now?"

The monk asked again in a deep voice. Staring at the Master of the Daoless Dao for a moment. It seems to be looking for some change.

"Where are you going? I haven't been out ......."

Master of the Pathless. The way of madness.

"Painter. Has anyone been here?"

The monk turned to Yang Tiandao again. They obviously couldn't see through Yang Tian as a fake.

But Yang Tian remembered the words of the Wudao Master. Ignore them. I just cared about drawing my own pictures nervously.

"Ahem. You go and search for ......."

The priest finally lost his patience. A dry cough. Commanded the two behind him.

When the two men heard this. Immediately rushed into the room. At the same time, their divine thoughts swept out. I also tossed over the cabinets for a while. It's a messy house. It's getting more 'messy'.

But the Daoless Master didn't move at all. Still looking at them with a smile.

In fact, this kind of search is just a routine fugitive. The monk clearly had no intention of gaining anything from this. Soon he left with two of his men.

After they are gone. Yang Tian still didn't dare to make any abnormal moves. Just waiting for the command of the master of the Dao.

Really. After a full stick of incense. The Master of the Daoless Dao has taken out the Creation Treasure Book again. Give Yang Tian to continue learning.

"Master. Who were those three just now?"

Yang Tian couldn't help but say curiously.

"The one at the head is the King of Hell who protects the Dharma Ming Palace. The other two are his protectors. Hehe. They've become minions from above......"

The master explained with a smile.

"They were rude just now. With the cultivation of the master. Why should you settle here?"

Yang Tian was a little uneven.

"Huh. It is precisely because of being good at camouflage. I'm alive until now. Today's Big Buddha Temple. has been completely reduced to someone else's puppet. With the power of my own grasshopper. How can you shake this forest above your head?"

The master still smiled. There is no concern for his situation. But in its cloudy eyes. Suddenly there was a shimmering divine light. It was an indomitable light full of hope.

"The master will be wronged until when. You can't get out of here......"

Yang Tian was a little puzzled.

"Leave. Leave the fairy world? For me. As long as it's still within the fairy realm. It doesn't make a big difference anywhere......"

The master shook his head slightly.

Yang Tianwenyan. Immediately a stagnation. This moment. Suddenly I thought of Qinglong. How similar is his fate to that of the Master of the Daoless Dao.

This moment. Yang Tian didn't feel depressed. On the contrary, there is a faint 'agitation'. Because under the Great Luo Domain. Not everyone is convinced.

First is Qinglong. Now he is a master of the Daoless Dao. Yang Tian believes. Within the Five Domains. There must be more strong ones. It's been hibernating. Maybe for quite some time. They will continue to hibernate. But they never gave up. They were waiting in silence.