If you just take a cursory look at the past, you can't see what kind of difference there will be between the two paintings.

However, the truth contained in it is very different.

Similar to this method of visualization, the method of cultivating the soul.

A lot of times, enlightenment relies on some medium.

Even small changes in these mediums can have the potential to turn things upside down.

is also like from Yang Dingzhen's soul, clearly, seeing the true handiwork of the painting, Zhou Xuantong immediately knew the problem.

In the content of the painting, there is a situation similar to the back door.

The disciples of the True Sect, watching this ancient painting and contemplating it and cultivating it, can be said to have been completely calculated.

Once they follow this ancient painting, there will be a slight imprint in the depths of their souls.

In ordinary times, such imprints are not revealed, but are rooted in their souls.

But once you grow up, when there are more and more people, they will echo each other and eventually transform.

After the transformation, the soul of everyone is simply the most fertile nourishment.

And the person who arranges all this can comprehend the soul of the person who has participated in the ancient painting and nourish himself through the whole door of the real door.

In addition, in this real course, if you want to understand ancient paintings, you need to have amazing talents.

Only in this way can we practice this ancient painting.

As a result, the soul of those who cultivate ancient paintings is very good, and it is even multiplied after cultivation.

"This method is kind of interesting. Zhou Xuantong sighed, in fact, this method is similar to what he is doing now.

However, there is also a very unfortunate thing, which is that this method is too low-level.

Compared with Zhou Xuantong's violence, it is simply a child-like thing.

Among them, the imprint is not traceable, when Zhou Xuantong used the spirit array vortex to condense and absorb everyone's souls.

The group of people in the true gate, the micro-imprint in the depths of their souls has been directly crushed and disappeared.

In its place is this pure soul power, which is constantly condensing.

And......

Bang!

A roar suddenly appeared in this dark space, and at the same time, a skull phantom began to gradually emerge.

For the appearance of this head, Zhou Xuantong did not have any surprise on his face, he knew it very well.

Since the other party is able to arrange such a mark, there is no reason why he will not leave a back hand.

is also like the suddenly condensed head in front of him, which is the back hand left by the other party.

The head emerged, it was the appearance of an old man, but the bird's nest collapsed, the face was full of scars, and the skull had a strong aura.

When Yuan Dongliu's figure appeared, he instantly came to him and stopped in front of Zhou Xuantong to prevent any changes.

"Don't worry, bad old man, but I can't help it. Seeing Yuan Dongliu's cautious appearance, Zhou Xuantong opened his mouth to comfort him, signaling that the other party did not need to be nervous.

Yuan Dongliu nodded slightly, but his eyes were still vigilant.

After all, it's always right to be careful.

The head condensed on the whirlpool suddenly opened its eyes and glared at Zhou Xuantong.

"The kid is so daring, do you dare to covet the arrangement of the ancestor?" The head condensed in the air saw Zhou Xuantong standing in the center at a glance.

When his eyes stared, he let out a loud cry, and a hoarse voice appeared, making people dizzy.

There was a deafening sound in his ears, but Zhou Xuantong had no effect at all.

The moment the illusory old man's head in front of him spoke, invisible sound waves emerged from his mouth.

It's just that when the other party's exit fluctuated and approached Zhou Xuantong, it was like rain and snow melting and disappearing, which could not make him have any influence at all.

Seeing that Zhou Xuantong was safe and sound, he didn't have the kind of relief he expected and imagined.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right, and after carefully looking at the surrounding situation, he came to his senses.

"So......" Zhou Xuantong muttered, and when he was about to speak, the change suddenly increased.

"Being able to arrange such a means, this lord is really superior, and he is bothering and panicking. ”

"These people are all in charge of the adults, bypassing the offense of the villains. ”

"Retire!"

After a series of words, the flattering face of the ruthless old man gradually faded.

The scar on the other party's face is also accompanied by a distorted smile, which is impressive.

It's just that no matter how impressive he is, the other party has already quietly left.

Far away, in a gloomy black soil and dead wood forest, the huge palace exudes an eerie atmosphere.

In the palace, the grim old man patted his chest, looking like he was living for the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "It's so dangerous, although that person is young, he can arrange such a spiritual array and condense his soul." ”

"Compared to the old man's means, he doesn't know how powerful he is, and he must be an existence that he can't provoke. ”

"Fortunately, the old man is clever, and he won't blame the other party if he wants to, right?"

"Save your life again, the old man is really amazing. ”

In that dark space, Zhou Xuantong was dumbfounded and looked at Yuan Dongliu next to him.

Yuan Dongliu also widened his eyes: "This ......"

To be reasonable, the old man who suddenly appeared, looking horizontally and vertically, looked like an old demon, extremely vicious.

The normal procedure is that the other party should threaten them, let go of cruel words, and once they meet, they will not die.

The result?

The speed of the other party's admittance made their reflexes completely unable to keep up.

Swish!

And at this time, Yuan Dongliu suddenly saw that on the soul bodies of Zhenyimen and others led by Yang Dingzhen, there was suddenly a flash of light, and then it drifted away.

"That old man has something. Zhou Xuantong touched his chin and sighed.

Obviously, the strength of that old man is still not bad, and the other party's position must be far away.

But at such a distance, the original imprint on Yang Dingzhen's soul was directly erased.

You can see its strength!

Erase the mark and show favor again.

"I think that old man must have lived countless years, probably an old bone. ”

"When the time comes, find an opportunity to find him and throw him into the Dao Alliance as a consultant, I'm afraid it will be of great use. ”

Yuan Dongliu had some thoughts about this: "This person looks like an old demon, is it inappropriate?"

"Rest assured, he didn't mean it. Zhou Xuantong shook his head, and when he analyzed the ancient paintings, he knew it.

This ancient painting was snatched from someone else by this true ancestor.

Stolen goods!

The old man must have taken advantage of the situation.

"But how can the teacher conclude that the other party must live for a long time?"

The old man begged for mercy in an instant just now, that shameless energy, tsk, tsk, at a glance, he knew that it was a cowardice. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Xuantong was categorical, and seemed to think of something: "You don't know, in some games, cowardice must be the longest." ”

"Game?" Yuan Dongliu didn't quite understand, did it matter?

But since it was the teacher's words, it must make sense.

(End of chapter)