"Heart's eye, I think, should be like this......"

Lin Xiaotian's [Left Hand Knife] gradually slowed down, his eyelids raised slightly, and he muttered this sentence in a low voice.

In a moment just now, many pictures flashed in his mind, including the words that the old chef god of the previous generation said to him, the poor old man taught him to make noodles when he was a child, and his mother encouraged him to make noodles for the first time......

Even, Lin Zhongxun's charming smile bloomed in his mind, and he whispered to Lin Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, close your eyes, open the eyes in your heart, you can do it!"

"Of course I can!"

Seeing Lin Zhongxun's smile, I don't know why, Lin Xiaotian had an angry rise, this was not like receiving his father's encouragement, it was more like he wanted to prove his stubbornness to his father.

The next moment, Lin Xiaotian's slightly raised eyelids slowly fell, and he closed his eyes.

The images in his mind scattered like a low tide, and his mind was blank, like ancient rice paper, white and flawless, without a drop of dirt.

The sound of insects outside the window disappeared, but his ears suddenly became sharp, and he seemed to be able to hear the subtle sound of air moving, it was not the sound of the wind, but something pushing the air to flow...... By the way, it was made by the heat......

This kind of realm is mysterious and mysterious, Lin Xiaotian doesn't know how it came about.

It may also be that Lin Xiaotian's realm has reached this point, and he naturally stepped into it. It may also be a week of studying the foundation of martial arts, coupled with the urging of meditation, which makes Lin Xiaotian have a new understanding of the world.

Perhaps, the combination of the two can allow Lin Xiaotian to step into this mysterious realm.

Slowly raising his right hand, although Lin Xiaotian's eyes could not see, his hand was accurately pressed on the turtle shell.

"Smack!"

The moment his right hand pressed the turtle shell, something seemed to have broken in Lin Xiaotian's mind, and a cloud of jet-black ink splashed on the rice paper.

The pitch-black ink came for no reason, spilling on the rice paper like smudges.

Lin Xiaotian frowned slightly, he didn't understand what was going on with the mysterious picture in his mind, so he could only wave his right hand and continue according to his feelings.

The right hand moved, pressed the carapace of the turtle species, and carefully felt the shape and texture of the carapace.

As Lin Xiaotian's right hand moved, the ink in his mind also began to move and change slowly, and the ink flowed everywhere, outlining fine lines.

After half a ring, the ink on the rice paper showed its appearance, it was the carapace, the carapace of the willow leaf turtle, which was exactly the same as what Lin Xiaotian's right hand felt!

The bizarre picture is clearly blank rice paper, but the shape on it is three-dimensional, antique, and has the charm of ink painting.

As the picture continued to improve, Lin Xiaotian began to understand that his brain was sketching what he felt!

After understanding this, most of the doubts in Lin Xiaotian's heart were removed, and his right hand rotated faster and faster, constantly groping on the turtle species.

Every muscle, every vein, even the texture on the skin, Lin Xiaotian groped through it meticulously.

The fingers were beating, the palm was constantly changing positions, Lin Xiaotian's right hand was turning faster and faster, and he didn't know how many times he felt it on the body of this turtle species.

The turtle seed kept reversing under Lin Xiaotian's hands, turned around, turned over, and when it reached the back, the palm-sized turtle seed was held up by Lin Xiaotian, like a plaything, constantly rotating in Lin Xiaotian's hands.

And the picture in Lin Xiaotian's mind is becoming clearer and clearer, the ink has been completely dispersed, and it is thick and faint, outlining a living willow leaf turtle.

Whether it is the general situation or the details, this turtle species seems to come alive in Lin Xiaotian's mind!

The turtle struggled to break free from the shackles of rice paper, and it moved, its limbs shook slightly, and its head swayed from side to side!

"What's going on?"

Lin Xiaotian was suddenly shocked, he didn't understand what was going on with this change in his mind, he clearly didn't want this willow turtle to come back to life!

"Isn't it dead? Isn't its neck pierced by [Whisk Willow]? How can it still move?"

As soon as the thought arose, a pale ink trail skimmed through Lin Xiaotian's mind, and the speed was fast, piercing the neck of the turtle species!

It was drawn with ink [Whisk Willow], nailing the willow leaf turtle again, which was not different from Lin Xiaotian's position.

This is......

In addition to being amazed, Lin Xiaotian suddenly realized that he began to understand how to control the ink paintings in his mind.

"Dissect with [Shadow Seam]. Lin Xiaotian's thought flashed.

With Lin Xiaotian's order, the [Whisk Willow] in the ink painting slowly changed, and it became the appearance of [Shadow Seam] again, and began to dissect the turtle species from the neck......

In three minutes, the turtle species was completely dissected, and the limbs, carapace, skin and flesh were completely separated.

The structure inside is blurred, and in some places it is just a puddle of ink, and I don't know what is inside.

This is because Lin Xiaotian did not understand the internal structure of the willow-leaved turtle, so the ink painting could not demonstrate its internal structure.

"Well, it's not a good idea to start from the neck. ”

After watching this dissection, this thought flashed in Lin Xiaotian's heart.

The next moment, the rice paper in my mind was blank again, and new ink was splashed on it, quickly outlining and evolving, and it became a willow leaf turtle again.

"This time it's in the crack of the carapace!" Lin Xiaotian's thoughts moved again.

With Lin Xiaotian's thoughts, the [Shadow Seam] in the ink painting moved again and re-dissected the turtle species......

In this way, as long as Lin Xiaotian is not satisfied, he will start all over again, and he has dissected this turtle in his mind hundreds of times!

Calculating the time, it has been more than two hours, but Lin Xiaotian has no concept of time at all, just tirelessly dissecting the turtle species.

Once, twice, three times...... Cut from the beginning, from the tail, and in the left lower rib gap......

I don't know how many times Lin Xiaotian has solved it, Lin Xiaotian finally stopped the drill in his mind, he is already familiar with this control method, and he can control every knife by himself.

However, he also completed the most perfect dissection and was able to dissect the turtle into what he had imagined it to be.

"Smack!"

seemed to understand that Lin Xiaotian had completed the drill, and the ink in his mind suddenly exploded, and the pitch-black ink splashed everywhere.

The white world of rice paper also disappeared from Lin Xiaotian's mind.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and Lin Xiaotian's body, which had not moved for a long time, began to act!

[Left hand knife] starting hand, turn the wrist, ten breaths.

The silver [shadow slit] turned into a flower, and suddenly unfolded from Lin Xiaotian's left hand!

Then, Lin Xiaotian's eyes burst into light, and he did not hesitate to stretch out his right hand, "snap" a soft sound, and held down the carapace of the turtle species.

"Huh!"

[Shadow Seam] groaned softly, Lin Xiaotian's left hand just shook by!

That kind of picture is not clear to ordinary people at all, just like Lin Xiaotian has not moved at all, and his left hand is like an old movie with a cassette, but it is stuck.

But Lin Xiaotian knew very well that his [Left Hand Knife] had already come out, and in one breath, one hundred and eighty-nine knives!

A few days ago, Lin Xiaotian's [Left Hand Knife] was only three breaths, ninety-nine knives, but I didn't expect that it was just a few days, and his progress was like divine help!

Taking a breath, Lin Xiaotian let go of his right hand.

The first soft sound of "click", the willow turtle lost the pressure of its left hand and scattered in all directions!

"Jingle Bell!" The second sound sounded, and the [Shadow Gap] fell to the ground, and Lin Xiaotian's left hand hung down softly like a leather strip.

A move that surpassed the extreme [Left Hand Knife] shattered Lin Xiaotian's left arm!

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] Skill Upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] Skill Upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] Skill Upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] Skill Upgrade!"

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