"No, we didn't know in advance that he was a natural painter, and we just found out. It's just that in the last five years, he has been obsessed with painting and has become thinner and thinner, and now he thinks that he is painting his spirit and his own blood on the drawing paper. ”

Wu Tian stared at Wu Daoxuan's slightly thin back, and distressed tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Wu Tian was already a middle-aged man who was not confused, but when he thought that his youngest son had silently endured unknown pain for five years, he felt extremely guilty of self-blame.

But he was also very pleased with the son of today's genius painter.

"Okay, no matter what happened, since I have already asked to withdraw from the marriage, I will definitely not take it back because you are now a formation painter, then let's fight, I want to see how you, a genius painter, can defeat me without drawing qi patterns. ”

A trace of emotion and self-blame flashed on Lin Qinyin's beautiful face, but in the end, he still looked at Wu Daoxuan, who was covered by another self, and said.

"You make a move, use your strongest painting skills to attack me, and I'll let you make a move first. Wu Daoxuan said as his hands flew up, drawing a complex and mysterious formation pattern on the physical portrait on the body surface.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entity portrait that was originally slightly taller than himself converged into his body under the activation of the new formation pattern.

After the entity portrait with billowing blood converged into Wu Daoxuan's own body, it suddenly made his originally thin figure become a little taller and stronger in vain.

"Come on, this should have been my real form when I was fifteen. But because my spirit and spirit have been repeatedly sealed in the drawing paper with my blood for several years, I have become thinner and thinner. Missing makes people old, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Wu Daoxuan stood tall and said very boldly.

At this moment, Wu Daoxuan's tall figure seemed to be a high mountain towering in everyone's hearts, and it would not disperse for a long time.

Looking at Wu Daoxuan, who had become a head taller than herself, a tear quietly flowed from the corner of Lin Qinyin's eyes, and she choked up a little: "Why are you so stupid, why do you spend years." Seal your spirit in the drawing paper!?"

"Because I didn't know I was a painter. As a painter, I just want to relieve my thoughts about you in my own way, and give you a painting treasure that can protect you. But creation makes people, and now I want to rely on this painting treasure that was originally meant to protect you. to overcome you. It is useless to say more. Go ahead and use your best drawing skills. ”

Wu Daoxuan with a little longing, a little memory. A little helplessly smiled bitterly.

After listening to Wu Daoxuan's sincere words, Lin Qinyin didn't say a word more, but his whole body bloomed with a brilliant milky white painting qi, and then the painting qi condensed into hundreds of notes and painting patterns.

Under the combination of Lin Qinyin, these notes gradually condensed into a milky white glove, which was placed on her slender right palm.

"Don't die, Ruthless Guanyin Palm!" Lin Qinyin said with a resolute face.

At the same time, Lin Qinyin's right palm was fiercely imprinted on the chest of Wu Daoxuan, who was motionless.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light emanated from Wu Daoxuan's chest, and when the white light disappeared, a tall Guanyin enveloped Wu Daoxuan and Lin Qinyin's bodies in it.

The Sanskrit sound is lingering and spreads throughout the painting field, but the Sanskrit sound is not to make people become Buddhas, but with endless sadness, making people ruthless!

Among the people present, some of them who cultivated to a lower tone than Lin Qin heard the sad and heartless Sanskrit sound, some of them howled and cried, and some of them looked indifferent and ruthless.

Even the elders whose strength is higher than Lin Qinyin are more or less influenced by Sanskrit sound.

And Wu Daoxuan, who was directly attacked by the Ruthless Guanyin Palm, was not happy or carefree, especially the red lines that suddenly bloomed on the surface of his body.

When all the red lines flickered, the originally tall white Guanyin was absorbed by Wu Daoxuan's body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was completely absorbed in a short time.

"Thank you for your hospitality, thank you for making me feel the sensation of the sound painting surging in the meridians. Wu Daoxuan stared at the beautiful face that was close at hand, and wanted to reach out and touch it, but his hand was only half raised, but he finally retracted it, and he took a step back and thanked calmly.

At the same time as Wu Daoxuan spoke, there was also a large amount of pale white phonological aura between heaven and earth, which frantically poured into Wu Daoxuan's body through the red lines.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Daoxuan's shoulders exuded no wind, and his body also flew up, especially behind him, a black brush pattern appeared.

After seeing such a scene in front of her, Lin Qinyin was a little stunned, and she asked: "Could it be that in the past five years, you have been studying the natural brush strokes on the skin of your back in the mirror, so that you can become a painter without a teacher?"

"Yes, although you also have a cyan pen diagram on your back, you already have a strong talent for phonological painting, so I don't think you will take the initiative to study the drawing pattern structure of the pen diagram. I was different, and after being marked as a waste of paint, I pinned all my hopes on the innate stroke drawing on my back, and after four years of studying day after day, I finally awakened the talent of the painter. ”

Wu Daoxuan stared at Lin Qinyin's surprised pretty face, and said with some pride.

"Is the drawing pattern of the stroke on your back complicated?" Lin Qinyin asked curiously.

"It's very complicated and mysterious, and in the past five years, I've only explored the mystery of a trace of the pattern, and created three painting patterns, which are the sealing formation, the guardian formation, and the devouring formation. Now I rely on these three formations to fight you, and the rest of the patterns are up to you to figure out the mysteries yourself. Wu Daoxuan explained with a strong sense of reluctance.

Thinking that he was about to cut off a piece of skin on his back and give it to Lin Qinyin, Wu Daoxuan was a little reluctant and helpless, but he didn't have any resentment.

Because he still loves her.

"Do you think you, who have devoured my Qi energy, can defeat me?" Wu Daoxuan's dedication to herself, Lin Qinyin could only silently remember it in her heart, but the words she said were spilled water, and she would never take it back. She said a little unconvinced.

"Now I am already in the realm of a black painter, almost a big realm higher than the realm of your white painter, and you are bound to lose. I'll give you back the painting qi that belongs to you, take it, Ruthless Guanyin Palm!" Wu Daoxuan chuckled, and his right palm was fiercely waved at Lin Qinyin.

Suddenly, the monstrous black painting qi was released from Wu Daoxuan's body, and it quickly condensed into a black Guanyin statue covering his whole body, especially his right palm was as black as ink, and bursts of sad and angry Sanskrit sound had been transmitted.

"Impossible! Ruthless Guanyin's palm three times in a row! Ruthless. Be indifferent. Ruthless!" Looking at the black palm prints that were getting closer and closer, Lin Qinyin burst out a little frantically, her beautiful face became expressionless, and her right palm waved out three times in a row one by one.

With Lin Qinyin's wave of his palm. The upper body of her delicate body is also covered and protected by a white statue of Guanyin. This time. Lin Qinyin's attack contained three arms of energy condensed by white painting qi. There are musical notes flowing on it, and the faint Sanskrit sounds are also transmitted.

Especially the last one that can measure the arm, which has faintly appeared red. It looks extraordinarily real, as if it is really Guanyin's jade arm, white and red.

And with Wu Daoxuan's wave of palm, the black Guanyin statue covering his entire body was first peeled off into a series of musical note paintings, peeled off from his body, and then recondensed into a complete Guanyin statue in front of him.

When the statue of Guanyin was completely assembled, her closed eyes suddenly opened, her jade mouth opened, and tens of thousands of Sanskrit painting symbols erupted from her mouth.

The appearance of this complete Guanyin statue is exactly the same as Lin Qinyin, but it is black, which looks a little demonic.

Lin Qinyin's three white painting arms were finished in three directions, facing the black Guanyin statue waved by Wu Daoxuan.

The two sides collided between the lightning and flint, and with a loud bang, a brilliant black light erupted in mid-air, in which a small amount of white light was dotted inside, but in the end, the white light was completely swallowed by the black light.

As the two sides of the battle, Wu Daoxuan, who was floating in the air, and Lin Qinyin, who was on the ground, were both blown away by the violent explosion at close range.

When the vast black painting energy returned to heaven and earth and gradually dissipated, everyone who had been silently watching couldn't help but gasp after seeing the scene clearly.

At this moment, in the center of the scene, a deep pit with a diameter of one zhang appeared, and some tables and chairs were broken and overturned.

And Lin Qinyin collapsed in the arms of her father Lin Xiao, with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and a comfortable smile, like a withered flower bud, poignant and moving.

"Yin'er, wake up, don't be scared of your father......" Lin Xiao gently shook the body of the daughter in his arms and shouted nervously.

Lin Qinyin was still breathing, but she was stunned, and suffered a little internal injury, under Lin Xiao's shout, and after guò back input his own painting qi, she woke up faintly.

"She shouldn't be in a big deal, after all, the moment she exploded, the upper body of her body was protected by the Guanyin painting pattern. But what I want to say is, Uncle Lin, your daughter has been defeated, and from now on she will no longer be the daughter-in-law of my Wu family, and I will divorce him!"

Wu Daoxuan stumbled back from the crowd, and after speaking, he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his face was very pale.

At the moment of the explosion, Wu Daoxuan had no protective measures around him, and was swept away by the shock wave and landed on the edge of the painting field, seriously injured.

But with this belief, he dragged his seriously injured body and slowly walked back to Lin Qinyin.

After Lin Qinyin woke up, she didn't hear any other words, only the short half-sentence of 'I divorced her', which kept lingering in her heart.

Wow, Lin Qinyin cried, crying very much, every qiē was caused by herself.

She regretted why she wanted to practice the Ruthless Freedom Sutra and the Ruthless Guanyin Palm, this pair of matching painting scriptures and painting skills, caused her to gradually forget the good of her former childhood sweetheart.

She regretted even more why she made a ruthless request to withdraw from the marriage in front of a full house.

Obviously, there is a person who silently pays for herself, and his talent for painting is not obvious, but he is actually a genius painter waiting for him, but she is desperate to forget her past feelings, and she wants to impact the supreme way of painting souls.

never thought that he, who was forgotten by her, had already comprehended the way of painting souls in his thoughts day and night.

After saying that, Wu Daoxuan couldn't support it at all and was shaking.

Wu Tian hurriedly held his youngest son's weak body in his arms and cried: "Child, I've suffered you, you can sleep in peace." ”

"No, father, please cut off the piece of skin on my back, since she wants to impact the supreme way of painting souls, then I will fulfill her, after all, our Wu family has divorced her, how to compensate others. Wu Daoxuan said resolutely.

Wu Tian lowered his head and stared at his youngest son, who had been ignored by himself, and saw that although his eyes were dim, there was an undeniable determination in them, and after a moment of silence, he nodded helplessly: "Okay, listen to you for my father, but you are so weak now, if you cut off the natural painting skin, you may die immediately." You'd better wait until you've healed before you cut it. ”

"Death is death, I have nothing to love now, but I have not been able to do my filial piety for you and grandpa. Wu Daoxuan said miserably.

"Dao Xuanxian's nephew, that's enough, our Lin family is sorry for your Wu family, keep your painting pattern skin for yourself. I declare now that I will give you half of the Lin family's wealth, and you can recuperate with peace of mind. Lin Xiao hugged Lin Qinyin, who was howling and crying, looked at Wu Daoxuan, who was weak but looked unusually tall, and said solemnly.

Wu Daoxuan didn't nod or shake his head, he acquiesced in the wealth sent by Lin Xiao, but after a little relief, he stood up again from Wu Tian's arms, took out a dagger and gave it to Wu Tian, and said, "Father, help me cut off the painted skin." ”

After speaking, Wu Daoxuan took off his clothes and displayed the slightly mysterious black brush stroke in front of everyone.

Wu Tian held the dagger in his hand and couldn't bear to take the knife, Wu Daoxuan saw this, and urged: "Father, if you don't go under the knife again, let me do it myself, anyway, after five years of training, my arm has been able to go around the back well." ”

Although Wu Daoxuan said this, Wu Tian still couldn't do it, and at this time, Lin Qinyin had gradually stopped crying, she suddenly stood up and choked up: "Let me come, let me play the identity of Ruthless Guanyin to the end." ”

Hearing this, Wu Tian glanced at Wu Daoxuan, and seeing that he did not refuse, he reluctantly handed the handle of the dagger to Lin Qinyin.

Taking the dagger, Lin Qinyin first stroked the skin on Wu Daoxuan's back with her left hand, as if she was nostalgic for the days when they took a bath together in the past, and she kept calling softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

After stroking for a long time, Lin Qinyin hardened his heart and cut off the whole piece of skin the size of a palm along the edge of the stroke.

In the process of cutting the skin, Wu Daoxuan kept gritting his teeth and insisting, and he didn't snort at all.

When the whole piece of skin was cut off, the connection with Wu Daoxuan's body was completely severed, and his hair quickly turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A large amount of black life spirit poured into the cut piece of skin, twisting it into the shape of a real paintbrush.

Wu Daoxuan turned around with difficulty, looked at Lin Qinyin for the last time, and said goodbye: "This is the letter of resignation I gave you, I won't write the word resignation, you will no longer be the daughter-in-law of the Wu family in the future, farewell, my former beloved, I wish you to ascend to the top of Ling Painting as soon as possible, if you regret it at that time, you can use this piece of skin as a drawing paper to create a painting for me, maybe it can be successful." In addition, I would like to warn you that if you protect the cyan pen chart on your back, losing it is equivalent to losing your life. ”

After speaking, Wu Daoxuan's body became smaller and smaller, and his skin shrank, and he immediately turned into a skinny and bone, and fell to the ground and died.

And the piece of skin that was cut off seemed more and more alive and full of life, but what was the use, it was still a piece of skin, a piece of skin cut from the back of the innate painter, not a person!

"Don't ......" Lin Qinyin, who was close at hand, completely collapsed, and quickly held the dagger with Wu Daoxuan's blood and stabbed it into his heart.

But he was stopped by Wu Tian at the first time, he shook his head and grieved.

For a while, the whole painting field became noisy, and the cries of grief were endless.

In the meantime: (To be continued......)