Feng Yiting raised his hand weakly. Only then did I find out that it was the album that I snatched from Shu Zhonghong.

The painting had opened three pages, and the picture inside had been revealed.

Feng Yiting was originally fascinated by this painting at first, and he was afraid of it. But when I found that it was open but had no effect, I was relieved, thinking that this painting needed to use a mantra.

Look at the child in front of him, he has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his flesh is quite cute.

In the distance, a green cow is grazing leisurely on the bank of the river. A red sun in the sky has passed through the west, and the clouds are shining, making the surroundings auspicious and calm. Feng Yiting found out that there was no snow in this place.

Moreover, the weather around him was good, and he was in a much better mood with the warm winter sun.

The child looked curiously at the album he drooped down, with a happy smile on his face, and giggled: "Brother, this painting is so bad, I'm afraid it's not as good as mine!"

Seeing this, Feng Yiting picked up the painting and looked at it, and found that the painting was really a little stiff. However, his sensibility is strong and subtle, and he can feel that the painting is composed of countless spells, pictures and texts with magical powers, so it is not surprising that the picture is a bit far-fetched. After all, it's a magic weapon, not a work of art.

The little boy touched the painting with his hand curiously, and giggled: "Brother, let me play with it, I've been reading a book all morning, I'm so bored, can you show me this painting, can I see what is painted on it?"

Feng Yiting looked at the painting and saw that it had no effect even if it was opened, and understood that although this painting was a magic weapon, it could not be used if he didn't understand the spell. If you ask someone, you won't tell yourself how to use it, and this painting seems to be useless now.

And the child was touching it up and down, and he didn't feel any effect on the painting at all, so he handed it to him and said, "Go and see it, don't break it, this is an antique, it's very precious." ”

The child was overjoyed, took it in his hand, ran over, continued to lie in front of the textbook, raised his head and said to him, "Brother, I will look at the painting here." I'll give it back to you when you're leaving!"

Feng Yiting smiled at him, and then sat by the river, continuing to think about how to save Ah Bao and Jiang Dongming.

According to his temper, he really wanted to release Zhaoguiwen and burn the broken Taoist temple to ruins. However, the power of Zhaoguiwen is too great, and the fear of causing huge consequences is a reason. Besides, he was also afraid that the other party would also accept it with an umbrella, and then he would be in trouble.

As for Pixiu, although it was a heavenly spirit beast, he didn't dare to use it to win the magic treasure. In case you are ambushed by the other party, there will be no tears when you cry. Of course, the scruples of the little grass chicken are the same as those of Zhaoguiwen.

Although they are all spirit beasts, Feng Yiting has always regarded them as friends, and if something happens, he will regret it to death.

There is also a Wang Guihua, and her scruples about this shrew are almost the same as those of the shrew. Jiang Dongming was trapped, and he didn't dare to take her to Bo, so he couldn't let both of them be killed.

Feng Yiting became anxious, he could see that the parasol's huge mana could refine all the objects that were subdued by it. Therefore, he knew very well that if he continued to drag on, the consequences would be extremely serious. He didn't want Ah Bao to have an accident with Wan'er, and he didn't want Jiang Dongming to have an accident.

These people are like his siblings, and sometimes, even if something happens to him, he hopes that they will be safe.

Feng Yiting stood up, he was going to go to the Taoist temple again, either let it go, or act at the opportunity.

Turning his head sideways, he wanted to ask the child for the painting, after all, it was a magic weapon.

Even if you can't use it yourself, it seems even more inappropriate to give it to a child. The child is innocent, and he has no power. If you really give him a painting, maybe it will attract the attention of some ill-intentioned people, and even harm him.

At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the child was doing something that surprised him. He was kneeling on the ground, using his pen to draw on the painting seriously!

Feng Yiting was startled, and hurriedly rushed over and snatched the painting over! The child was stunned for a moment, then sat up from the ground, and said with an innocent face: "Brother, I have reached the thirteenth page, you can finish it, okay?"

Feng Yiting's face changed drastically, and then he realized that this little doll had really drawn page by page of this album, but he was only short of the last page! He was angry and anxious. Because no matter what, the little kid's handwriting will only ruin this painting!

The little kid looked at Feng Yiting excitedly, as if waiting for his praise. Feng Yiting wanted to scold him a few words, but he looked so innocent and innocent, he really couldn't scold.

He sighed, hurriedly raised the painting higher, lest he add a few more strokes, and then frowned and said, "Little guy, do you know that you are making such a fuss, the painting that was originally quite valuable, is now going to drop in price!"

The little kid didn't think so, and he smiled, "Not necessarily, little brother! ”

Feng Yiting couldn't get angry when he heard his silvery laughter, and he couldn't explain it. At this time, he put away the painting and said stupidly: "You, you, what do you know! Even if you paint well, what's the use, do you think you are Qi Baishi and Huang Yongyu! Study hard, little guy, or your father will beat you!"

The little guy laughed, he threw the pen, then got up from the ground, and said: "Little brother, you have a good heart, but it's a pity that you still can't give up all the dust." It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, you've got an endless picture!"

After he finished speaking, he was happy with Feng Yiting, and he didn't want any books or pens, and ran towards his green cow. Feng Yiting looked at this child in amazement, feeling that his words were not like what he should say at this age.

I saw the child, at this time, pulling the horns of the ox, and climbed on the back of the ox neatly. He patted the oxtail, and then sang: "Shang Qin is here today, and the Han and Tang Palaces are locked and idle." In the past, the imperial court was green among the flowers, and the peasants were silted in the fields now! Feng Yiting, Feng Yiting! You can actually write such a sentence, but it is a pity that you can't see through the world, and you will have to practice for a few hundred more years after all!"

As he was talking, I saw that the cow was four-legged, and the auspicious clouds suddenly gushed out, looking at the sky!

Feng Yiting was startled, and suddenly blessed his soul, at this time, he knelt down, looked at the slowly floating green ox and bowed, and said loudly: "Master Zu is above, please accept the disciple!"

He knocked his head three times as he said "dong dong dong", and then looked at the cow in the sky.

I saw that the child suddenly became a Taoist in Tsing Yi, not Daozu Li Er, but who is it?

Lao Tzu flicked his long beard in the sky and said, "Feng Yiting, but he used this painting to save Zhou Baoyan and Fang Qingwan." As for the four demons, you take them demon pills and return them to their forms, so don't hurt their lives. I left you a pure yang pill in the painting, which can allow you to remove the demon power and refine the demon yuan in the demon pill after taking it. Although your good corpse is strong, the evil corpse is even more fierce. You have to calm down, kill the three corpses, and then you can ascend to the immortal road, and Ze will be born!"

Feng Yiting lay down and kowtowed three more times, and then raised his head, only to see the blue sky and white sun, where is Lao Tzu?

He knelt on the ground in a daze, stunned for a while, turned his head sideways and saw the painting again, and sure enough, he found a golden pill sandwiched in the middle. He held the thing, and then he beat his chest with remorse.

You think, Dao Ancestor is painting this painting for him, if he is allowed to finish painting, I don't know how powerful it can be. But I actually tried my best to snatch it up, so that the last page of this painting was untouched, and I don't know how much power was reduced!

He stared at the painting blankly, and then understood the meaning of Lao Tzu's words. If you can be indifferent, ignore the value of this painting, and let the little doll that Daozu turned into continue, won't you finish the painting? Aren't many things in life just like that moment just now?

Sometimes, who says that what you are striving for is not the factor that prevents you from achieving greater success? If you can treat everything more calmly and calmly, who says that there will not be greater achievements?

What Dao Ancestor said when he threw the pen definitely not only refers to this immortal painting, but also alludes to a lot.

Feng Yiting was extremely annoyed, but he also understood a lot of things because of this. He knelt on the ground with mixed feelings, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. I looked at the time and found that it was not too early, so I picked up the fairy painting and took off!

Far away, he found that the Taoist temple had already regained its calm. Feng Yiting stood in the air and looked at the paintings in his hand page by page.

He found that Lao Tzu added a lot of scenery to the painting, and it was like the finishing touch, and the fairy painting had undergone a qualitative change compared to the beginning!

And the unfinished page turned out to be the most terrifying death scene. He was relieved. Because of the Tao of compassion, perhaps Lao Tzu was merciful to the common people and did it deliberately. Feng Yiting sighed for a while, opened the album, and looked at the Taoist temple.

Let's talk about Wu Caixia, disciple Shu Zhonghong, She Zhengming and Yang Miaoru in the view.

Although they were robbed of the Taiyi Seven Scenery by Feng Yiting, after all, they received the other party's terrifying zombie trolls and drove away the little fart with vast magical powers, which was finally a great achievement.

Wu Caixia was actually a centipede that hid under Shennong's umbrella back then. After cultivating and becoming refined, he took the harmonic name "Wu", and by virtue of the fairy power of the umbrella, he named it "Caixia".

And his disciple is the nameless immortal of the immortal painting back then, a guinea pig raised in the cave. At that time, this immortal was very bored, so he painted the "Taiyi Seven Scenes", and finally abandoned it because of its poor mana, making the immortal painting a magic weapon of Shu Zhonghong.

The other She Zhengming is a snake spirit who has attained the Tao. Yang Miaoru is a local fox spirit, the four demons are together, and they are called the four immortals. Because of the two magic weapons, and the two demons of Wu and Shu occupy the mountain here, for hundreds of years, they have been safe and sound. That's why they're getting bolder.

The so-called Heavenly Dao is magnificent, how do the four goblins know, will be introduced by Bao Wan'er Feng Yiting's nemesis? They don't even know that the immortal paintings of the nameless immortals back then will be changed by the Dao Ancestor, and eventually become a rare spiritual treasure!

Feng Yiting unfolded the immortal painting at this time, and saw the scenery below the Taoist temple, which immediately changed. A wisp of gloom swept away, and I saw that where the immortal painting was illuminated, the entire time and space were frozen, locked by a powerful immortal barrier!

Feng Yiting had seen the power of this painting, and at this time, he only felt that the divine power on the painting had suddenly increased by a thousand times! Only then did he understand the handwriting of the Dao Ancestor, and in the blink of an eye, he turned this ordinary magic weapon into a superb spiritual treasure with great power!

Wu Caixia was drinking with her apprentice and two goblins, and suddenly the scene changed, and she saw Shennong striding towards her, and shouted: "Evil barrier, you took my parasol, you should return it today!"

Wu Caixia was so frightened that she immediately knelt down and respectfully handed over the parasol.

Feng Yiting took the parasol in his hand, opened it in reverse to the sky, and rotated it again.

I saw Jiang Dongming, Ah Bao, and Wan'er jump out of the umbrella and fall to the ground together and be saved!