But the area of the wall has not become larger or smaller, and his position has not changed, so it should be the same wall.

It's just that the contrast between the pitch black and the golden light is stark, making it hard to believe that it is the same wall for a while.

What surprised Fang Tianhua even more was that in the pale golden translucent/bright wall, there was a huge golden paper with a pure gold area, roughly as large as a hundred square meters.

Fang Tianhua's eyes were staring at the huge gold paper on the wall, but he wondered in his heart:

"Could this be the treasure of the Heavenly Painting Sect: the Heavenly Painting Sutra? But how do I feel like a huge piece of gold paper, there is no content, text/character or texture of the picture on it, let alone a unique painting pattern in the painting world. ”

For a moment, Fang Tianhua couldn't believe that what he saw in front of him was the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

But if it's really the Heavenly Painting Sutra, then it can be regarded as the second largest picture that Fang Tianhua has seen when he came here.

The largest is the giant immortal map inside Mount Tai that he crossed, and the third largest painting is the Heavenly Painting Pavilion General Transmission Empty Array that I saw not long ago.

"How about it, I said that you should be contemplated against the wall, and you can see the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and you dare to doubt my words, if the Painting Sutra is placed in front of you today, you should hurry up and comprehend. ”

At this time, Elder Qingxuan, who was not far away on the side, saw the strange expression on Fang Tianhua's face, and said proudly, but there was a hint of blame/sin in his words.

"Are you sure that the golden paper inside this wall is the Heavenly Painting Sutra, but why can't you see any scriptures/texts, a little pictures, and no painting patterns, and there are blank pieces everywhere?"

Fang Tianhua heard the voice of Elder Qing Xuan's words. Didn't pay much attention, but asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it just the Heavenly Painting Sutra, what we see is also a blank piece of gold paper, if we can see the scriptures/texts, pictures, and patterns, we will not force you to come to the enlightenment.

Not to mention the loss of dozens of gifted peerless geniuses, and the ancestors of special painting styles. ”

Elder Qingxuan's uncle, on the other side of Fang Tianhua, said a little gloomily, but in his words, there was not the slightest dissatisfaction with Fang Tianhua. There is only helpless sadness.

"Then I can only sue you helplessly. I really only saw a huge blank piece of gold paper, and nothing else, so you might as well be smart. ”

Fang Tianhua stood up from the ground and patted his buttocks. Say it casually.

"You didn't even put your own blood. Smear on the walls. Try it, how can it be regarded as having comprehended the Heavenly Painting Sutra?"

Elder Qingxuan said a little eagerly.

"No, it's going to take my blood. But you never told me, you don't tell me how I know, and I'm not from your Heavenly Painting Sect.

It's not impossible for me to put the blood out and smear it on the walls.

But my blood is very precious, and I have faintness, if you want to take out another painting sutra or picture of the Heavenly Painting Sect, and let me participate in the cultivation/cultivation by myself, I can reluctantly consider it. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua pretended to be surprised, and then said a little deadly.

Hearing this, Elder Qingxuan's uncle, who had an indifferent temperament, couldn't help but be so angry that Fang Tianhua almost had blood, he pointed at Fang Tianhua and said angrily:

"You are really cheap and good-natured, as long as you really thoroughly comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, it is enough for you to be used endlessly for a lifetime, and maybe you can always cultivate/practice to the realm of painting gods.

Now you still have to ask us for other precious scriptures and pictures, do you think that the scriptures and pictures of our Heavenly Painting Sect are so easy to cultivate/practice?

Some disciples/sons who have been in the field for more than ten years are still cultivating/practicing the lowest level of painting scriptures there, and Qing Xuanken gives you the Guanghan moon worship map for enlightenment, which is already a great reward for you.

Not only are you not grateful, and obediently help us to participate in the Heavenly Painting Sutra, but you have to make all kinds of demands inch by inch, do you think we really dare not treat you as a spy?!"

Fang Tianhua squinted at Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle, and when he saw the angry look on his old face, he couldn't help but sneer, and said coldly:

"You can kill me immediately, I don't care, maybe after I comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, I will die even worse, it is better to be sent to the end by you as soon as possible." ”

Elder Qingxuan was also furious, he rushed over directly, his finger waved towards Fang Tianhua, and suddenly a Qi Qi energy pen flew towards Fang Tianhua.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten steps, and the Qi Drawing Energy Pen released by Elder Qingxuan was as fast as lightning.

So in an instant, Fang Tianhua didn't even have time to dodge, and was stabbed in the shoulder by the energy pen, and then the energy pen flew out suddenly under the control/control of Elder Qingxuan, bringing out a large ball of blood.

This large mass of blood, condensed in the air and did not disperse, suddenly flew towards the golden wall, and suddenly appeared on the wall again, the painting pattern composed of the ninety-nine handprints made by Elder Qingxuan before.

It's just that on today's painting patterns, the complex patterns are bright red like fire, exuding a little demonic light.

After Fang Tianhua was stabbed in the shoulder, he didn't even snort, and secretly sealed the wound with the Nine Yin True Qi to prevent the wound from continuing to bleed, while at the same time, he had been staring at Elder Qingxuan with a pair of deep cold eyes, silent.

After a brief period of apparentness, the pattern that had turned completely bright red passed through the wall and entered the large golden paper inside the wall, and then disappeared again.

Soon after, when Fang Tianhua took his eyes off Elder Qingxuan and placed it on the wall, he suddenly saw two sutra drawings and sixteen drawings full of strange scriptures/texts and painting patterns appeared on the huge gold paper.

Around each painting scripture drawing, there are eight pictures in the shape of eight trigrams.

After discovering these, Fang Tianhua quietly glanced at Elder Qingxuan and his senior uncle, only to find that neither of them seemed to have seen the changes on the golden giant paper.

So Fang Tianhua guessed in his heart that only he, a blood donor, could see the content of the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

This is also the reason why he was the only half-immortal who used to be able to comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra. And the others, even if they were always guarding the side, couldn't see the contents of the golden paper.

After discovering this, Fang Tianhua pretended to be very injured, and lay directly on the ground, his eyes half-closed, and his mouth moaned/groaned and cried out in pain.

In fact, all his essence and spirit were concentrated on his eyes, and he secretly memorized the eighteen paintings that appeared on the Heavenly Painting Sutra in his mind one by one.

Each of the eighteen pictures on the Heavenly Painting Sutra is extremely complex and mysterious. At first glance. It's hard to remember.

In particular, two of them are full of peculiar scriptures/texts and painting patterns, those scriptures/texts are not ordinary texts/characters at all, and the painting patterns are also extremely complex, very abstract and difficult to remember.

And the other sixteen drawings are a little better. The patterns on it are all made up of patterns. But they all take on a variety of different patterns.

Patterns are better remembered than abstract scriptures/texts and paintings.

Fortunately, Fang Tianhua actually has his own memory. It had long been forgotten, but he didn't care too much about it, plus Fang Tianhua, who was lying on the ground at this time, was only holding Fang Tian's brush in his right hand. This also strengthened his perception and memory.

So Fang Tianhua was able to forcibly memorize the contents of the drawings one by one in his mind at one time, but this time he didn't memorize them repeatedly, because it was too late.

After less than three minutes, Fang Tianhua finally memorized all the contents of the two paintings and the sixteen drawings revealed on the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and his heart finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood can't flow in vain, injuries can't be suffered in vain, grievances can't be endured in vain, although you can't immediately understand the content of the eighteen paintings, but after forcibly remembering, when you are alone, you can recall it, and slowly understand it, so that you don't come to the painting pavilion in vain, and you can be regarded as making a profit.

"Don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and sit up for me to seriously comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra. ”

At this time, Elder Qingxuan looked at Fang Tianhua, who was lying on the ground, pretending to be very seriously injured, and sneered.

"Dead old man/son, at this moment you have finally exposed/exposed/revealed your true nature, without hesitation to poke a big hole in the shoulder of your brother/son, is your heart made of iron?"

Fang Tianhua had to get up from the ground and stand up, pressing his shoulder with his left hand, which was still bleeding a little, and his right hand tightly dragging Fang Tian's paintbrush, spiraling his true anger, and said viciously.

"I said, tell yourself to obediently donate some blood and paint it on the wall, so that the Heavenly Painting Sutra can be manifested and you can practice for enlightenment. But you are unmoved, and you are still there demanding this and that, do you think I really dare not kill you?

You are now only one of my extremely disobedient and undisciplined disciples, and I have made a hole in your shoulder, which is a small punishment for you. Save your eyes from being respectful, lawless, and lawless!"

Elder Qingxuan was unmoved, stood where he was, and said coldly.

"You've said all the good things, then you can go to the Heavenly Painting Sutra yourself. Anyway, haven't you already smeared the blood of my holy painting god body on the wall, and it has been absorbed by the Heavenly Painting Sutra, then you should be able to see the scriptures/texts.

My realm is low, and I can't see anything yet, so you can rely on yourself, the master won't serve, I want to heal myself and restore my spiritual energy, and I won't cultivate/practice the painting qi in the painting world. ”

Fang Tianhua raised his eyebrows and said.

"Okay, I apologize to you on behalf of Qing Xuan, if you take this Hemostatic Vitality Pill, the wound will immediately be restored to its original state. After that, I also ask you to seriously consult the Enlightenment of the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and then tell us what you have come up with. ”

Elder Qingxuan's uncle, who had been looking at him coldly from the side, only then came over, holding a blood-red pill in his hand, and said without the slightest apology, still with such a high profile.

Fang Tianhua didn't speak, he looked coldly at Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle, who had an extremely high posture, and directly took the blood-red pill from his hand and threw it straight into his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, and then turned into a stream of heat that flowed to the injured part of Fang Tian's shoulder, and within a while, the wound stopped bleeding, and the blood hole gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than a minute, the wound on Fang Tianhua's shoulder was completely healed, and there was not even a single scar.

Feeling that there was no more pain in his shoulder, Fang Tianhua felt a little better in his heart, he was actually a little worried that this pill was an elixir used to control/control his behavior.

After that, Fang Tianhua said without hesitation:

"Don't expect me to thank you. Don't expect me to help you Heavenly Painting Sect comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra, because I still can't see anything on the golden paper, can you see it, but you can't comprehend?"

When Elder Qingxuan heard this, he said very angrily:

"It's using the blood of your Holy Painting Divine Body to activate the Heavenly Painting Sutra, if you can't even see it, then no one in my entire Heavenly Painting Sect will be able to see it.

Don't play tricks on me anymore, and come to the enlightenment of the Heavenly Painting Sutra as soon as possible, so that we can take you to the gallery as soon as possible, so as to save yourself some more flesh and skin suffering. ”

Fang Tianhua couldn't help but laugh out loud and asked:

"How can you be sure that my blood has really activated the Heavenly Painting Sutra? How do you tell me to look at a blank piece of paper?!"

Elder Qingxuan's uncle. At this time, he smiled a little coldly and said:

"Unfortunately for you, there is one more important thing we haven't told you, and that is that if your blood can't activate the Heavenly Painting Sutra, then you will enter the Heavenly Painting Sutra after the blood-red 'Activation Painting Pattern' enters the Heavenly Painting Sutra. Died violently and inexplicably in an instant!

Not long ago. Qing Xuan's ninety-nine painting qi handprints. It is the key that activates the Heavenly Demon Wall that seals the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and the painting patterns attached to the handprint are combined according to special laws. It has become the initial activation pattern diagram for activating the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

After that, you need blood with the power of a special bloodline to completely transform the initial activation pattern into an effective activation pattern, if your blood is useless, then your soul will already be absorbed by the Heavenly Demon Wall and die violently.

And the situation we told you about before that going crazy is at least after activating the Heavenly Painting Sutra, the activated person will only appear when they see the content on the Heavenly Painting Sutra and participate in the cultivation/cultivation!"

"You ...... Hey, what else can I say now, you give me twenty days, I want to be here alone to study the Heavenly Painting Sutra, don't bother me, just send a meal of delicious food every day. ”

Hearing this, Fang Tianhua was stunned, and for a while he didn't know how to describe the two shameless people in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he sighed lightly and said helplessly.

"Win the prize! Our hundreds of thousands of years are not in vain, if we can't get you done, we might as well find a piece of tofu and kill it. ”

Elder Qingxuan didn't get angry in the slightest this time, but said extremely proudly, and then glanced at his senior uncle again, and smiled like an inviter.

His smile made Fang Tian draw it in an instant, and he had the urge to whip him three hundred times.

"You'll regret it someday, I swear!"

Fang Tianhua didn't bother to say a word to these two sinister and treacherous old men, he just glanced at them lightly and said solemnly.

"European ...... Then I'll wait, wait for you to poke a hole in my shoulder with your paintbrush, but maybe in a hundred years, don't make me wait too long.

Besides, you're like a step/down/prisoner now, do you still think you can escape from the Five Finger Mountain of our Heavenly Painting Sect?"

Hearing this, Elder Qingxuan said in a strange manner.

"Okay, Qingxuan, since he said to give him a month, let's give him a month, can he still make huge waves in this month?

A month later, if he can take the initiative to tell us the content of the Heavenly Painting Sutra, we can accept him as a saint/disciple in the sect, and focus on cultivating, after all, he is a holy painting god, and he has also participated in the Heavenly Painting Sutra, such a combination is not / strong / all / not / no.

If he plays a scoundrel and gags with us, then we can directly use the 'Soul Drawing Seal Method' on him and draw the information in his mind, then he may become an idiot in the future, so let's take him as your subordinate." ”

Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle said commandingly to Elder Qingxuan, but his words were clearly for Fang Tianhua, which immediately made Fang Tianhua's heart tighten.

"Then listen to Uncle Shi, I'll go back to the gallery of Painting Dragon City now, and continue to supervise/supervise the young disciples/sons to go to the Ye family to seize a leaf to cover the sky; ”

Elder Qingxuan replied respectfully.

After that, Elder Qingxuan walked in front of Fang Tianhua again, and suddenly waved a palm at him silently, and the strange painting patterns on his palm flowed.

When Elder Qingxuan's palm touched/touched Fang Tianhua's body/body, the painting pattern suddenly exploded. Suddenly, Fang Tianhua, who did not have the slightest defense, completely dissipated the Nine Yin True Qi that had just recovered less than forty percent of his body/inner body, and even the Nine Yin Cyclone in the Xia Dan/Tian Qi Sea also completely dissipated.

As long as this Nine Yin Cyclone is still there, then as long as there is one night, Fang Tianhua will still be able to completely recover after passing the exercises/methods of running the Nine Yin Divine Skill.

And now, even this most important Nine Yin Cyclone has been dispersed by Elder Qing Xuan, which means that Fang Tianhua has completely abolished the power/power of the Nine Yin True Qi!

Fang Tianhua suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and said with a face like gold:

"Okay, you Qingxuan old dog, you really want to catch up/kill/kill! This palm. I'll pay it back a hundredfold!"

"Don't be in a hurry to hate me yet, maybe after you have successfully cultivated/cultivated the Heavenly Painting Sutra, you will be grateful to me for completely abolishing your spiritual energy. ”

Elder Qingxuan said incredulously.

"I thank you for being a big-headed ghost, don't let my combat power surpass yours. Otherwise, I'll send you to the end with a palm!"

After Fang Tianhua wiped/wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Stared at Elder Qingxuan with a pair of eyes that contained/hated/hated. Mori said coldly.

"I said it, I'll wait. Maybe when you reach the third transformation of the Dao Infant, you will be able to compete with the current me. But at that time, I may have reached the ninth transformation of Dao Infant, so you should desperately follow in my footsteps. ”

Elder Qingxuan said lightly, not in the slightest angered by Fang Tianhua's words.

"You two get out of here, it's all my territory for twenty days. If you want to get the content of the Heavenly Painting Sutra, get out of here now, I don't want to see you two insidious and vicious/spicy old men/sons at all!"

Fang Tianhua roared.

"Yo! Yo, the young man is so angry, this is not good. We're leaving, so I won't bother you to visit the Heavenly Painting Sutra. ”

Elder Qingxuan's uncle did not stop Elder Qingxuan from abolishing Fang Tianhua's Nine Yin True Qi, he had been watching quietly from the sidelines, the bad guy was made by Elder Qingxuan, and he came to be the one who gave sweet dates afterwards, only then did he say with a slight smile, but there seemed to be a knife in that smile.

Don't you have a faint smile, for most of the night, he and Elder Qingxuan were in front of Fang Tian's picture, and the peerless good elders were also shaped, and the peerless great evil/person was also shaped, the purpose was to let Fang Tianhua be able to give them the Heavenly Painting Sutra.

As for what Fang Tianhua would think, it was not something they needed to care about, as long as they used the Soul Seal Method afterwards, they would be able to know what Fang Tianhua had comprehended/received, and it didn't matter much whether Fang Tianhua was alive or dead at that time.

What, you said that Fang Tianhua is a holy painting god, which can be cultivated into the existence of a painting god, and can lead the entire painting world to break through the shackles of heaven and earth, and is truly at ease with a peerless painting body, wouldn't it be a pity to die.

Then you'd be wrong!

In the eyes of Elder Qingxuan's uncle, what does it matter to him that the painting world is soaring, he only needs to sit firmly in his position as the elder of the Heavenly Painting Sect, obtain the complete Heavenly Painting Sutra, pass/cultivate/refine the complete Heavenly Painting Sutra, and try to completely step through the door and advance to the immortal law realm, that is his ultimate goal.

Otherwise, two hundred years later, his life would have come to an end and he would have turned into a touch of loess.

If Fang Tianhua didn't react so much when he knew that after Participating in the Heavenly Painting Sutra, he would go mad and die for a lifetime, and there was no nonsense, left and right excuses to refuse to participate in the Heavenly Painting Sutra, and a series of things did not happen, Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle would have considered snatching Fang Tianhua from Elder Qingxuan's hands and cultivating it as his own disciple/son.

It's a pity that Fang Tianhua didn't do that!

Therefore, Elder Qingxuan's uncle could only choose to thoroughly comprehend the Heavenly Painting Sutra in Fang Tianhua, and after seizing the information, he strangled the ungrown Holy Painting Divine Body in the cradle.

Since it is not used by me, I am a backbone, why should I raise tigers for trouble!

After Elder Qingxuan's uncle finished speaking, he took Elder Qingxuan out of the enveloping range of the Heavenly Demon Wall's light, and when he left, he turned around and waved his hand, releasing a painting qi enchantment, completely sealing Fang Tianhua within the range of the Heavenly Demon Wall's light.

Draw the ground as a dungeon!

"After twenty days, whether you will die or live, whether you will become a saint or a disciple or a prisoner is up to you. ”

After completing the sealing/locking of the Qi Drawing Enchantment, Elder Qingxuan's senior uncle said his final goodbye to Fang Tianhua who was locked in the enchantment.

"Your sister, get out of here!"

Fang Tianhua roared hysterically. (To be continued......)