"No, you won and saved the reputation of our Wu family, but you lost your life. Wu Tian said simply with more and more grief.

Wu Tian's love was so sad that he couldn't control the purple painting clouds flying in the air well, so the painting clouds, which were originally flying very high, gradually lowered their flight altitude.

At this moment, when Wu Daoyuan was holding Wu Tian's body to comfort him, he suddenly noticed that something on the ground suddenly emitted a faint five-colored light.

Immediately, it seemed that something flew out of the five-colored light, flying straight towards Wu Daoyuan at a high speed.

Before Wu Daoyuan could react, he was stunned by something flying in a muffled manner.

Wu Daoyuan's body, who was stunned, collapsed on Wu Tian's shoulder, and instantly woke him up who was still immersed in grief and remorse.

"Dao Xuan, my hard-working child, you won't die again just after you are resurrected, don't be afraid of your father. Wu Tian shook Wu Daoxuan's body and cried.

Shaken and shouted by Wu Tian, Wu Daoyuan woke up slowly, but his eyes were blank and dazed.

Seeing this, Wu Tian hurriedly controlled the painting cloud and landed on the ground, and then immediately sent him the painting qi through Wu Daoyuan's back to regulate his body.

Wu Tian thought that Wu Daoyuan had faked his death in the jade coffin for seven days, and his body was strict and lacked energy, so he would suddenly faint, and as long as he was fed with painting qi energy, he could improve.

But the mutation was in vain, and as soon as Wu Tian entered a trace of his purple painting qi, he felt a devouring force spontaneously emitted from Wu Daoyuan's body, and then absorbed the painting qi in Wu Tian's body at a very fast speed.

Just a minute. Wu Tian's powerful painting qi cultivation was completely absorbed.

Fortunately, his own condensed painting soul is still there, as long as he is given one night of cultivation to recover, he can recover to his peak state.

Wu Tian, who had become very weak, glanced at his youngest son, and saw that he was breathing normally except for his eyes, so he put his mind at ease, sat on the ground and began to practice the painting scriptures, in order to restore the painting qi that he had been absorbed.

At this moment, a bizarre event is happening in Wu Daoyuan's mind where memory and soul merge. And fusion requires a lot of energy. It just so happened that Wu Tiantong guò entered the painting qi from his back, so the scene of devouring the painting qi occurred.

It turned out that the thing that flew out of the five-colored light was the original weak soul of the dead Wu Daoxuan.

The moment he died, the vital energy of his body had been taken away by the sharpness of the dug brush. so that his soul, which has become very weak, will be dissipated into the heavens and the earth.

It was then. A thing that fell from the sky. Absorb and protect Wu Daoxuan's remnant soul in it, and keep it from dissipating.

It wasn't until the resurrection-brand-new Wu Daoyuan came to the vicinity of that thing that Wu Daoxuan's remnant soul came out of it. And return to the body.

After more than an hour of soul memory fusion, Wu Daoyuan's body finally bloomed again, and it was exceptionally bright.

In the process of soul fusion, Wu Daoyuan found that his soul and the dead Wu Daoxuan's soul seemed to be one and the same, and there was no conflict at all.

The souls of the two merged in the sea of thoughts at once, but the memories brought by the two needed a certain amount of time to merge.

After digesting the memories of the dead Wu Daoxuan, Wu Daoyuan finally had a certain understanding of this strange world and began to accept Wu Daoxuan's name from his heart.

This is a world called the Sacred Painting World, and the Continent of Painting Qi is under your feet, which is rumored to have a history of tens of millions.

According to legend, outside the continent and above the firmament, there is a wider world, but for tens of millions of years, no one has been able to transcend it.

Wu Daoxuan guessed that it should be the world where the Tang Dynasty he once lived in, thinking of this, he had a little hope for returning to the Tang Dynasty.

Legend has it that as long as you collect the four holy weapons and create your own big world, you can use the power of this big world to break through the sky and transcend it.

There are even rumors that the holy painting world and the painting continent where the hundred ethnic groups live today are created tens of millions of years ago by a peerless painting saint by relying on the four holy weapons.

However, it is not easy to create a real world, and it is rumored that it is necessary to have the strength of the peak of the Purple Painting Saint to pass the four holy weapons of guò to succeed, but this is only a legend.

For tens of millions of years, countless generations of sages have spent countless efforts in order to get out of it, although painting the realm of gods can create their own page of the kingdom of God, painting the realm of immortals can create their own volume of wonderland, and painting the realm of saints can create and draw their own picture of the realm of saints in the early stage.

However, these like-minded sages gathered in groups to release the kingdom of God, fairyland, and holy realm that they had created, and gradually evolved into a vast boundless divine realm, fairy realm, and holy realm in the world of sacred paintings and on the continent of painting.

And the world of sacred paintings we live in has gradually become more and more boundless.

However, the people who live on the Continent of Painting Qi think that the Divine Domain, the Immortal Domain, and the Sacred Domain are just fallacious legends, and there is no zài at all, because no one has been able to reach the realm of Painting God for nearly 100,000 years.

When it came to the realm of cultivation, Wu Daoxuan found that it was fundamentally different from what he cultivated in the Tang Dynasty, where he had also cultivated martial arts true qi for a year, and occasionally had the privilege of meeting immortal cultivators who could fly to the heavens and the earth.

In the Painting Qi Continent, there is no martial arts true qi, let alone the true yuan mana that immortal cultivators rely on to survive, and there is a painting qi that has multiplied to the extreme.

As long as this person has the talent of cultivating the painting qi, they can absorb the spiritual energy into the body with the help of all kinds of magical painting scriptures, outline their own natal spiritual paintings in the meridians and acupoints of the whole body, refine the spiritual qi for their own painting qi, and open the way of painting qi cultivation.

And children who do not have the talent of painting qi cultivation can only be a mortal for the rest of their lives, and some of those who have the talent of painting are fortunate enough to become an ordinary painter, or practice martial arts to become a slightly stronger martial artist with a flesh-body, but the body after cultivating martial arts can only be washed by the aura of heaven and earth, but it can't keep the aura, and it will always be just a trail.

When a person sketches a natal spirit painting in his body and cultivates a trace of black painting qi, he becomes a black painting disciple of the lowest realm.

As the black painter persevered in cultivating the Sutra, he was able to change the color of the painting qi in turn, gradually becoming stronger, black followed by white, then red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

When you reach the peak of the purple painter, you will jump to the door, and then go further to the realm above the apprentice, the painting soldier.

After the painting soldier is the painter, and then from weak to strong, they are the general, the handsome, the waiting, the king, the king, the emperor, the god, the immortal, and the saint.

There are a total of twelve realms, each of which is subdivided into nine small realms. (To be continued......)