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The Emperor of Heaven really dared to say anything, and he didn't even want to spit out words like "make people haggard for Yi", but this also proves that his ancient poetry has improved.

Sang Sang couldn't help but roll his eyes: "You've been in the package for a long time! You can be addicted to packing yourself as a mail? I don't even bother to talk about you! How to solve the flaw problem, you can see how to do it." ”

"Hehe, I can now enter and exit the space container by myself, it's much more convenient than before, this is the most convenient, fast and safe way to get there, and the Star Venerable can't find me even if he scrapes the ground and dies!" The Heavenly Emperor grabbed his hair proudly and waved his hand: "Time backtrack!"

Seeing that the flaws on the picture disappeared, Sang Sang's face improved, and he began to look at the Emperor of Heaven, and then frowned again, pointing to the cleaning room of the studio: "Go and wash, your body will smell." ”

The Emperor smiled cheekily, patted his head, and walked towards the cleaning room with a duck step: "I haven't eaten for more than half a month, what do I have to eat?"

Sang Sang took out some fruits, dried meat, and fish fillets from the fresh-keeping cabinet and put them on the balcony table, and put them on the kitchen net, and selected a few nutritious things for the robot to deliver.

"Himia's clothes are really uncomfortable to wear, the big man's waist is smaller than his fist, and he is not afraid of being out of breath......" The Emperor of Heaven walked out refreshingly, the most popular long coat of Himia was draped casually, showing off his muscles, and the pants on the lower half of the body were worn, but the matching boots were missing, and he was directly barefoot.

"It's better than your previous black cloth bag, and you can wear it with Tatsumi with a hood. Sang Sang retracted his gaze, thinking that the eighteenth male college had changed, and the Emperor of Heaven was becoming more and more like the "Pirate King" in his previous life, whether it was his appearance or his taste in dressing.

"Oops. There is meat to eat!Sangsang, you are so good!" The figure of the Emperor of Heaven flashed. There was still an afterimage in the same place, and the person had already appeared at the table, gobbling it up.

Sangsang shook her head, picked up the pen and continued to paint, before leaving, she wanted to finish the mural.

Strong Hemian religious style with very bright colors. The screen is divided into five themes from left to right. The first theme is a sea of jewels, a large purple and gold ship on the sea, with a golden pterodactyl beast poking its head out of the clouds, the second is a desert oasis with a huge snake entrenched in it, and the third theme is the goddess Gaia in Hemean legend. The fourth theme is at the feet of the goddess, with a mountain of bones and a throne on the top of the mountain, and the fifth theme is a door, the dark side of the mountain of bones, and in the darkness, a winding stone path extends out of the arch that opens in front of it......

"Wealth. Snake...... Is it love, desire, and the goddess is fame. The throne is the right, and what is this door?"

The Emperor of Heaven was full of food and drink. Pacing to the painting wall.

"Wealth, fame and fortune, people's four major desires, break through their postgraduate examinations, and you can return to reality. Sangsang put down his pen, saw that the Emperor of Heaven was confused, and pursed his lips: "Okay, I'm just trying to imitate Himia's "The Way of the Sage" to draw a test map, after adding the law of space, the painting will be an independent world...... Forget it, how much telekinesis do you have?"

The Emperor replied, "Almost one-tenth, you want me to add space to the painting?" It's a bit troublesome, but it should be okay, let me think about it first......

"No, I can extract the law of space from the holy fruit and help me look at a painting. Sang Sang packed up his painting tools, pulled the Emperor across the bridge, entered the dark works exhibition room, opened the exhibition room where "The Gate of Heaven" was placed, and stood at the door without entering.

"Yo, what kind of painting is so powerful? Even you don't dare to approach, I'll prepare first. The Emperor of Heaven took out a string of healing painting cards as a belt, and there was still a saint-level healing painting card with his own blood and energy added to his neck around his neck, and then he walked inside. "Dark healing painting, tsk, and spatial fluctuations, huh...... The space is not stable enough, and the degree of integration is too low. He paused and said, "Wait, I'll go and see in the painting." ”

Sang Sang hurriedly probed to stop: "There is no exit, if you can't see anything from the outside, forget it." ”

"It's okay, the Spatial Sacred Fruit Law you used is lower than what I comprehended, and even I can't be trapped if I haven't been sanctified before. The Emperor waved his hand carelessly, put away all the healing painting cards, gave up resistance, and took the initiative to send consciousness into the painting.

Sang Sang twisted his eyebrows and stepped forward to support the Emperor of Heaven, even if he saw that he was breathing and heartbeat normally, his heart was still up and down. The soul is inseparable from consciousness, although Xiao Jin said that the integration of the soul and the body reaches 80%, and a short period of separation from the soul will not cause sequelae, but just in case. She was not as bold as the Emperor of Heaven, she didn't know the situation in the painting, she didn't dare to go in, she could only press her anxiety and pay attention to the ups and downs of spatial fluctuations.

The spatial fluctuations on "Heaven's Gate" suddenly became violent, and Sangsang's heart also lifted.

The spatial fluctuations became more and more intense, Sang Sang clenched the healing drawing card in one hand, held the space enchantment bead in the other, and the flying board under his feet popped up, and he could retreat at any time.

Just when Sangsang thought that there would be a space explosion, "The Gate of Heaven" was distorted, the picture appeared water-like ripples, the spatial fluctuations reached the extreme, a sound like a bubble burst sounded, there was no explosion, no space collapsed, the fluctuations were silent, the picture of "The Gate of Heaven" was cut from top to bottom from the middle, and it was split in half together with the stone paper, as if there were many illusory shadows floating out of the cracked place, like bubbles in the sun, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the Emperor of Heaven sat up and equipped himself with a healing painting card.

Sangsang breathed a sigh of relief.

"The space is incomplete, and I was going to complete it, but when I touched the law, the soul inside woke up and attacked me. The Emperor picked up the cracked "Gate of Heaven", the space was gone, the temptation of the painting was gone, he tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, and threw the painting away. "The space inside is interesting, between reality and illusion, there are as many souls as there are worlds, and they are still dreaming. ”

"Be specific. Sangsang also sat down on the spot.

"What do you say?" the Heavenly Emperor thought for a moment and said, "Specifically, the enhanced version of the Illusion Mirror, those souls...... It's the soul, the consciousness of the psychic power, you know. They were dreaming, some sweet dreams, some nightmares. Those who have nightmares can still see human forms clearly, and those who dream only have a shadow left. I saw Vera, shattered again and again by the star cannon in her nightmares, and each time she died, her shadow became clearer than the last. Sweet dreams are assimilated by paintings, nightmares are still the rebellion of reason, and when I touch the law to wake them up, Vera reacts the fastest. ”

"The illusion mirror between reality and illusion?" Sang Sang pondered: "That is to say, the painting that adds the law of space can indeed contain the soul, but there is no safe exit for the "Gate of Heaven", the soul can only enter and not exit, if you add an exit, it can be used to hone the will like the "Black Sea Chart" customized by King's Landing before......

The Emperor of Heaven got up and shook his coat and stood up: "Sangsang, I found that you are on the wrong path. ”

Sang Sang thought he had misheard: "What?"

The Heavenly Emperor repeated: "Sangsang, you are on the wrong path. ”

Sang Sang didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

The Emperor of Heaven grabbed his hair and walked out: "The pursuit of greater power in painting is like upgrading a weapon, it looks like increasing strength, but in fact, it is only the weapon that becomes stronger, not you." You have forgotten what Lao Qing told you at the beginning, painting is a portrayal of your mood, not an add-on to the formation diagram. You forget the fundamentals, you are chasing some side details, it seems that you are making progress, but in fact you are wasting your time. Xiao Jin said, you have determined your own way, your own path, but what about your law? Sanctification is not your spiritual power to the peak, it is said that the impact can be successful, and you must have a certain degree of comprehension of the law in order to trigger the principle of origin. ”

Sang Sang took a deep breath: "I haven't forgotten, I am looking for the law through painting, and the formation diagram is the most basic law." "She was angry, and the Emperor didn't understand at all. Xiao Jin said that the ability is the most suitable law for herself, in order to capture the law of the ability, in addition to resting, she spends the rest of her time drawing, sometimes she feels annoyed and has a headache, but she has insisted, but the Emperor of Heaven said that she was wasting time, how could she not be angry.

The Emperor of Heaven stood at the door and did not look back: "Okay, you are working hard, but you are working in the wrong direction. Have you noticed that your paintings are missing anything compared to the previous ones? I'm not sure what it is, but your current paintings, without the magnetic field, don't move people at all. ”

Sang Sang sat in place, not moving for a long time, if these words came from someone else's mouth, she would definitely not take it to heart as a breeze, but it was the Emperor of Heaven who said this. She was still angry, but she kept a clear and rational point in her anger.

What did the Emperor of Heaven say less?

...... It's a feeling from the heart.

The teacher said that only when you feel from the heart and move yourself can you move others. She always remembered this, but often ignored it when she painted.

The strange effects caused by the imperfect array are addictive, whether it is a healing painting or a dark painting, from the nine-fold painting technique to the addition of the blood and energy of the Heavenly Emperor, and even the addition of the law of space, blindly strengthening and pursuing a higher effect......

Sang Sang got up, still a little confused in his eyes.

The Emperor of Heaven sat on the railing of the overpass, turned on the viewing mode on the walls on both sides, and was enjoying the scenery outside, and in the playground in the distance, someone was dancing with a mecha.

"Figured it out?" the Emperor of Heaven turned his head and smiled heartily at Sangsang: "I'll just say that you won't drill the horns." ”

Sang Sang hooked the corners of his mouth far-fetchedly: "Did Xiao Jin ask you to say that?"

"He told me that your mood has not been right lately, but he is not sure whether it is good or bad, and the probability is fifty percent each, let me help analyze it. I believe that strength comes from the human being, and weapons can be used when needed, but they cannot be relied upon. Pursuing too much of the powerful effect of the painting will not help you much. The Emperor of Heaven suddenly pulled Sangsang, teleported beyond the overpass, and whistled. The green shadow flashed, Ling Xiao pounced, and the Emperor of Heaven pulled Sang Sang to sit on Ling Xiao's back: "Sang Sang, don't shrink in the studio all day long, Lao Qing said that you must learn to enjoy life, you are too monotonous, so your paintings are getting paler and paler." ”

The wind blew across his cheeks, Sang Sang closed his eyes, and recalled the bits and pieces of the past two years in his mind.

"Heavenly Emperor, I have to thank you. ”

[Please support the genuine version!] (To be continued.) )