Professor Cao chose a relatively flat large stone to put Lin An down, and then placed the easel in front of Lin An.

But Lin An still didn't move, and still remained the same.

Suddenly, Professor Cao's brows furrowed.

Yan Zidu held a pair of huge antlers, his left hand clenched his fist to spread his thumb and middle finger, as if measuring the distance between himself and Lin An, and the thumb of his right hand quickly moved and calculated on the four fingers.

After a while, he looked at Lao Cao and Brother Da Zhuang and shook his head, "I haven't reached that step." ”

The school of strict self-degree is proficient in the calculations of ancient qi refiners, and in the modern two generations, it is even the best of a hundred schools, and even foreign tarot cards are understood, and they have their own unique ability.

In the view of their school, man lives between heaven and earth and has his own part of the qi. If a person is outside the heaven and earth, the qi will be broken, and it is natural to speculate whether Lin An has become a stone treasure statue in advance.

His school may be the school that is most inconsistent with Lin An's theoretical construction, and it has nothing to do with spirituality or anything like that, focusing on the induction of heaven and man.

"But that's what turned into a statue?" Brother Da Zhuang pinched Lin An's shoulder, "There is a body without a soul, it's right to be in this state." ”

"Since I can explain some things, I am still under control."

Professor Cao came to the side and found a stone to sit down, the sea breeze blowing his white hair, which made him look a little old.

"According to Lin An's own theory, the furnace disciplines spirituality, and when the furnace is too strong and the spiritual practice can't keep up, the furnace will begin to devour the mind......"

As he spoke, there was already a dull gasp, but his voice was still thick and steady, "Lin An believes that the reason why the witch hunter knight finally turned into a stone treasure statue is that his soul is disciplined by the furnace and people lose themselves. ”

"But he still can't figure out if the furnace has put the soul in it, or if it has been completely refined into nourishment."

Professor Cao looked up at Brother Da Zhuang and Yan Zidu, "According to his theory, his current mind does not exist in the body, so he has a state of losing his soul like a statue." ”

When the three elders discussed, Chen Shuyun silently placed the paint tools and paints he brought, and adjusted the easel again.

She seemed to be observing the situation carefully, and every detail of the arrangement at the moment was exactly the same as the location in the hotel just now, not bad at all.

Just as she was adjusting the easel, Lin An suddenly moved again, and even continued to paint, which immediately startled Chen Shuyun.

She covered her mouth and took a step back, as if she was afraid of disturbing Lin An.

looked at Lin An in a daze, his eyes full of all kinds of complicated emotions.

Sometimes, at some stage, many so-called obstacles suddenly become meaningless, and only then do people know what is worth caring about.

Chen Shuyun just silently did what he could, praying that Lin An would still be alive, and now it seems that he is really fine!

It was something that made her happy, but her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"In the end, it is a girl who is delicate!" The three elders looked at each other, and Professor Cao sighed.

"Huh?"

Yan Zidu tucked his hands into the sleeves of his coat, bent down and stared at every movement of Lin An's brush, "Qi is flowing, good guy, his soul is in the painting." ”

"It's almost like a Tao!"

As he spoke, he looked at the two old buddies with some disbelief, "In a place like our antlers, there can still be an artist?" ”

Brother Da Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and pointed to himself, "Unlike you, a fortune teller in the park, we are internationally renowned translators, not rough people!" ”

said, and pointed to Lao Cao, "He is a professor at a top university in China!" ”

Yan Zidu stretched out a thumbs up and sneered, "You are high, you are amazing!" ”

Lao Cao didn't speak, he was silently knocking on his knees, his body was getting worse and worse, he had just rushed over from other cities, and now he was a little sore all over.

Brother Da Zhuang and Yan Zidu teased, and did not mention Lao Cao's physical state very interestingly.

"Eh, you said...... "Brother Zhuang looked at Lin An, "An Zai divides the soul into the mind and spirituality, doesn't it mean that spirituality is part of the magic cast by prying the aura, how to paint but the soul participates?" ”

Yan Zidu stroked his goatee and touched his mouth, "I don't know anything like spiritual spirituality, I know that the spirit and energy converge on the tip of the pen, and the steamed buns can be eaten with ink." ”

The topic of their conversation, Knight Carl couldn't get in, he just understood some of the daily language of the Eastern Earth Empire, and he couldn't understand the words of these foreigners, so he simply looked at Lin An.

said that he was looking at Lin An, but in fact, his afterglow quietly looked at Professor Cao.

That man!

Give him an extremely terrible feeling!

Even if it looks so old at the moment, it seems to be more like a napping lion, full of the powerful momentum at the top of the food chain.

As soon as he got closer, he got goosebumps all over his body, and the weapon of faith hanging from his waist conveyed wave after wave of uneasy emotions.

He quietly patted the weapon, but he didn't dare to let these killing gods realize that the weapon of faith was conscious.

He didn't even dare to clench the hilt of his sword for comfort, for fear that the man would think he was going to do something.

But suddenly, for a moment, he grabbed the hilt of his sword violently, and the whole person seemed to be energized, as if he was enveloped in great fear.

At the same time, everyone else looked at the sky.

Directly above Lin An's painting, the sky seemed to have a pair of big hands, slowly tearing open the curtain, and in the curtain, the dark golden mist surged.

The little boss suddenly glanced at Chen Shuyun in surprise, what they had just seen on Lin An's painting was this dark golden light, exactly the same!

"It can't be!" Knight Karl let out a scream of surprise as the dark golden liquid cascaded down the edge of the gap like a waterfall.

He hurriedly looked at the other place carefully, and sure enough, dark clouds were converging, emitting a dazzling light like oil.

Lin An's kid painting, how could it be possible to achieve the ritual effect of the goblin castle!!

You know, to maintain such a gap in space, the goblin castle will consume slave wizards every second!

That's a life for it!

"No wonder this kid hurriedly called us over." Professor Cao snorted and twisted his neck, and a pair of huge antlers rose from his pale hair.

The wild aura was fully opened, and the dark golden viscous liquid waterfall flowing down from the sky suddenly stagnated.

"Roar~~"

"Gollum~~~"

"Quack~~"

There was a sound in the crack, and Professor Cao's momentum seemed to disturb some spiritual beings, and they all gathered into the crack to look at the real world.

In the dark golden mist, there were many shadows, and it was not very clear to see.

Knight Karl panicked, he couldn't tell how many lichs there were in this gap, and his eyes were so solemn that he died.

But at this moment, a flash of knife flashed, penetrating the heavens and the earth.

"Get the hell out of here!"

I saw that the man he instinctively feared, at some point, was already holding a huge five-meter-long Miao knife in his hand, and with a step on his feet, the tall and burly figure flew towards the gap in the sky like a god.

As Professor Cao's body was raised, the dark golden viscous waterfall that flowed down actually showed a counter-current effect, and it really retracted!

(End of chapter)