You have to draw your own ...... Chen Weiming's eyes widened, and he was stunned for a while, he really didn't understand what Wu Zidao meant.

"Don't be surprised, I just want you to paint a picture!" Wu Zidao said with a smile: "You don't have to think that this is a very special thing, just paint it." ”

"I love to draw, especially the sunrise. I have painted countless sunrises myself, and later found that the same sunrise, different places, different people, are different. So over the years I like to collect sunrises that interest me and collect a lot. But I haven't had a chance to collect the killer's sunrise, so you can help me!"

"This ......" Chen Weiming was still a little hesitant: "But I really don't, I'm afraid I can paint ugly." ”

"It's okay!" Wu Zidao smiled: "When you paint, don't have any baggage, just paint as you want." I'll try your refining method, and you can help me paint a sunrise these days!"

"Okay!" Chen Weiming shrugged: "Don't laugh at me if you don't draw well!"

Wu Zidao nodded, and put the ore into the refining furnace to start.

Chen Weiming walked to the wooden table, picked up the pen, and was about to make a few random strokes, but thinking about Wu Zidao's kindness to himself, it was too inappropriate to be so perfunctory, and finally decided to draw well.

Sunrise, he has seen many, on the plains, in the mountains, in the desert...... But if you really want to say that the first thing that comes to mind is the rising sun seen in the mist in the mountains. It's like a man caught in a swamp, struggling with all his might until he breaks free.

It was as if I was trapped in the swamp of the Smoke Cloud Pavilion, trying my best to get out of this place.

Thinking back to the sunrise over the mountains I have seen, I am not in a hurry or slow, and I draw it with one stroke. Although the brush is rough, it is very careful. I thought it would only take a quarter of an hour, but I didn't think it would take a full hour.

When I stopped lifting the pen, I found that Wu Zidao on the side was almost the same. Refining such a low-level weapon was really easy for him.

After pulling the long sword out of the refining furnace, he drew a sword and urged it with true qi, but found that there was only one sword wind, and there was no so-called supernatural power at all. He waved it a few times in a row, but it was still the same, and there was no movement.

"This ......" Wu Zidao looked at Chen Weiming in confusion.

Chen Weiming shook his head: "I don't understand, but that's it! Why don't I show you?"

After speaking, his heart was also apprehensive, and he naturally knew that the key was not the law of the Dao pattern, but the Wanyan Dao Wheel. This is his secret, and he doesn't want others to know it for the time being, even if it's Wu Zidao. However, this is a plan to get away with it, and naturally I don't really want to demonstrate.

Sure enough, Wu Zidao shook his head: "No need, maybe I made a mistake, after all, I don't know very well how other supernatural powers work, I'll think about it later." ”

After finishing speaking, he put away the refining furnace, walked to the table, lowered his head and began to look at Chen Weiming's sunrise picture.

Although Chen Weiming is very attentive, his painting skills are there, like a child grasping and grasping, which is extremely ...... Rough.

However, Wu Zidao kept nodding his head, looked at it very carefully, and seemed to be extremely satisfied, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, very good!"

"Not bad!" Chen Weiming was stunned for a moment, to be honest, he was embarrassed to say these two words.

Wu Zidao looked at him and smiled slightly: "Painting is actually a very complicated, but very simple thing. A painting that is attached to the surface is just a painting, while a painting that expresses the inside is the heart. ”

"Your words are very good, the rising sun struggling in the thick fog, although it feels that the world is dangerous, but there is still a hopeful sincerity in your heart. ”

"What do you mean?" Chen Weiming listened inexplicably.

Wu Zidao slowly rolled up the painting: "It means that although you are not a pure good person, you are not a pure bad person either." Wandering on the edge of good and bad, right and wrong are purely based on the heart. To be honest, before I saw this painting of yours, I didn't really approve of Master helping you. ”

"Do you still want to go against your master's decision?" Chen Weiming asked curiously, according to Wu Zidao's character, he should follow the rules.

Wu Zidao shook his head: "If what he said is right because he is a master, then the world should be in chaos." Master passed on his karma, taught the Tao, and solved his doubts, but it doesn't mean that what he wants must be what I want. ”

"Master helped you because you are Li Qinglian's descendant, but in my opinion, this decision is very dangerous. Li Qinglian's descendants are not necessarily good people, for example, that Li Zuo, I don't like him very much! If such a person is successful in cultivation, he will inevitably harm the world. But the master said that he had a relationship with Li Qinglian after all, so he connived. ”

Chen Weiming nodded again and again, and I felt the same way.

Wu Zidao smiled faintly again: "And in my opinion, you are actually more dangerous than him." The art of Feng Shui, the art of spells, the song of the Qinglian sword...... And your terrifying ability to recover, and even your talent for refining weapons, I can't imagine how terrible it would be if you achieved the Tribulation Period. ”

"If at that time, your heart was full of dark and destructive thoughts, and you were still a killer, the world did not know how dangerous it would be. Fortunately, although there is a mist in your heart, you firmly believe that the sun will shine on the earth. ”

"Haha!" Chen Weiming laughed: "You think too highly of me...... Is it just a painting?"

"Of course!" Wu Zidao nodded, and then looked confident: "If you talk about cultivation, I am not as good as too many people, but if you want to say that you can recognize people by painting, no one in the world can compare with me." ”

"By chance, I've seen the Blade, and he drew me a picture of the sunrise, do you want to see it?"

"Huh?" Chen Weiming suddenly became interested, after so many years, it was rare to come across something related to the Dark Knife.

Wu Zidao spread his hand, and a piece of drawing paper appeared in the palm of his hand, and after spreading it out, Chen Weiming immediately looked at it.

It's also a sunrise picture, but it's completely different from my own. It is in a black land, and a red sun sends out a fierce sun to bake the world. Other than that, there is nothing else.

"Is this a desert, or is it a black desert!" Wu Zidao explained: "Looking at this sunlight again, there is not only the red of cinnabar, but also the black of ink. This is the light of death, the sun represents himself, and the black desert is the world. There is a peerless domineering intent in the heart of the Dark Blade. ”

"He's a very dangerous person, and as you say, he will stop at nothing to achieve his ends. If one day he is able to reign over the world, he will surely take complete control of the world, and anyone who opposes him will be obliterated by him and turned into a grain of sand in this black desert. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Zidao suddenly glanced at Chen Weiming deeply.

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling that the future of you two may be ...... will take a hostile position. (To be continued.) )