After having a certain understanding of this new world of holy paintings, Wu Daoxuan remembered Lin Qinyin, who he once loved deeply, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

Today's Wu Daoxuan is mainly based on the soul consciousness of Wu Daoyuan, who has crossed over, and his name Lin Qinyin is only limited to the pure but regrettable first love between two fifteen-year-old boys as a bystander.

However, Wu Daoxuan also knew in his heart that if he really faced Lin Qinyin, the memory of Wu Daoxuan, who had died, would definitely have an impact on him.

Shaking his head, Wu Daoxuan smiled slightly, then opened his eyes and looked at this magical world of holy paintings from a new perspective again.

Wu Tian was still cultivating cross-legged in the same place, Wu Daoxuan saw this, and stared at his father gratefully, if he hadn't entered the painting qi from his back, Wu Daoxuan would not have been able to fuse soul and memory so easily.

At this point, Wu Daoxuan regarded Wu Tian as his biological father, no different from the previous Wu Daoxuan.

Wu Daoxuan saw that there was no accident in Wu Tian's cultivation process, so he stood up and went to look for the thing that emitted five-colored light, and it was this thing that protected the dead Wu Daoxuan's remnant soul for seven days, he wanted to see what kind of thing it was.

After searching around for several minutes, Wu Daoxuan finally found the thing in a bush. He hurriedly picked it up from the grass and put it in the palm of his hand to observe it carefully.

This is a five-inch square five-color inkstone, on the four sides of the inkstone are carved with green dragon, white tiger, red bird, Xuanwu, and the inkstone grinding ink groove. It is a yellow unicorn carved with it.

Turning the inkstone over, Wu Daoxuan found that at the bottom of it, there were two domineering hieroglyphs engraved, and the strokes that made up the characters contained delicate and indecipherable lines, full of mystery.

After Wu Daoxuan carefully identified the two hieroglyphs, he finally found that it was the word 'Fantian'.

"Fantian inkstone? This is like the treasure of the Taoist legend, has it been transformed into an inkstone?" Wu Daoxuan couldn't help but muttered to himself, a little strange and playful in his words.

Wu Daoxuan continued to play with and observe the Fantian inkstone held in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't put it down for a while. In particular, the word Fantian contains a lot of mysterious painting patterns. Its mystical and complex Cheng dù must not be simpler than the lines of the natural brush drawings on his own back in his memory.

But suddenly, Wu Daoxuan's right palm was accidentally cut by a sharp edge of Fantian Yan, and the pain in his heart suddenly invaded his nerves. For a moment, his hands trembled. Again, I accidentally cut the palm of my left hand. Suddenly, two long blood marks appeared on the palms of his hands.

At this time, Wu Daoxuan noticed that the edges and corners of Fantian Yan were very sharp, and they looked as sharp as daggers to the naked eye.

The blood marks on Wu Daoxuan's palms were cut deeply, and a large amount of blood poured out of them. In less than a few seconds, the palms of his hands were covered with blood, and a lot of blood was in his panic, sticking to the carvings of the four divine beasts around Fantian Yan.

And the word Fantian at the bottom of Fantian Yan has already been soaked with a lot of blood, and at this moment, Fantian Yan began to bloom with a bright five-color light, and the light stimulated Wu Daoxuan to close his eyes gratefully, when he closed his eyes, he wanted to throw Fantian Yan on the ground, but it was already soaked in his own blood, and he was a little reluctant.

Fortunately, the bright five-colored light only shone for a few seconds, and after feeling that there was no light in front of him, Wu Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes, and Huo Ran saw that his palms, which were originally full of blood, had no blood at all, and became clean.

In particular, the wound on the left palm has completely healed without any traces, while the wound on the right palm is still bleeding slowly, and the blood that flowed out, under Wu Daoxuan's quiet observation, all poured into the bottom of the Fantian inkstone, and was absorbed little by little.

At such a point, Wu Daoxuan was out of the way, and he was not in a hurry to deal with the wound on his right palm, after all, the wound on his left palm healed automatically, and he guessed that the amount of blood loss would definitely not threaten his life, so he stared at the wound on his right hand quietly, wanting to see how much blood this Tianyan was going to absorb him.

Time passed little by little, and the wound on Wu Daoxuan's right palm also oozed blood little by little, and after about five minutes, the bottom of Fantian Yan finally stopped absorbing his blood, but after another minute, the wound still did not heal automatically.

Seeing this, Wu Daoxuan was a little frightened, and suddenly he saw a faint yellow light blooming in the yellow unicorn carving in the groove directly above the inkstone, and he guessed in his heart: "Is it because I want to drip blood into the groove, only if the groove is also filled with blood, my wound will heal automatically?"

Thinking of this, Wu Daoxuan hesitated for a while, then held the Fantian inkstone in his left hand and dripped all the blood on his right hand into the groove.

After Wu Daoxuan completed this action, Huo Ran found that the wound had become larger, and more blood flowed directly into the groove like running water, and after a while, the groove was filled with blood.

But after the groove of Fantian Yan was filled with blood, it became empty for a while, and more blood flowed out of the wound, seeing this, Wu Daoxuan was completely frightened, and quickly wanted to remove his right hand, but he found that he couldn't move his right hand at all, and could only watch a large amount of blood flow into the groove, the groove was full and empty, empty and full, it had been four times.

At this point, Wu Daoxuan's face began to turn pale and dizzy, obviously a reaction to excessive blood loss.

"Fantianyan, don't be insatiable, do you want to suck me up completely?" Wu Daoxuan gritted his teeth and said, treating Fantianyan as a living holy spirit, but he was very weak.

At this moment, the groove absorbed the full blood for the fifth time, and the wound on Wu Daoxuan's right hand slowly healed automatically under his gaze.

Seeing this, Wu Daoxuan, who was already fainting, fell asleep with peace of mind.

Wu Daoxuan had a dream, dreaming that he came to a magical five-color space, in this space, the five divine beasts of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, the Xuanwu, and the Qilin were all flying in the air.

And they are not the owners of this space, and in the very center of the space sit two beautiful women.

Wu Daoxuan asked suspiciously, "Where is this?" and who are you? ”

"This is the space inside Fantian Yan, I am the previous owner of Fantian Yan, Yueji, and she is the Holy Spirit of Fantian Yan. One of the big beauties said with a soft smile on her face, pointing to another great beauty who was so beautiful that she didn't look like a mortal at all. (To be continued......)