On the stalls, there are several paintings scattered horizontally, and at first glance, they look like they are just hand-made graffiti.

However, if you stand in front of the painting and gaze for a moment, the monk with artistic conception will be able to detach himself from his own artistic conception and merge with the painting of the gaze.

What unfolds in front of you is no longer chaotic, but a familiar scene......

Han Shi looked at one of several paintings, on which two people were depicted, one of them lowered his head slightly and looked pensive, as if he was thinking about what to say, while the other was holding a paintbrush in his hand, depicting something on the paper.

At first, the faces of the two were not very clear, but as Han Shi stared, everything in the painting gradually became clear......

On Han Shi's body, a very faint artistic conception of withering glory quietly emanated and integrated into the painting.

"It's ......"

A wisp of different color flashed in Han Shi's eyes, and the moment he saw this painting, he already had a sense in his heart, and at this moment, he was even more sure.

On his shoulder, a blurred butterfly shadow emerged, and Dao Zhou sensed Han Shi's mental fluctuations, and immediately couldn't bear it, and appeared to watch.

It's just that ordinary people can't see Dao Zhou's figure, and outside its body, it is shrouded in a faint phantom power, showing a transparent appearance.

This is also Han Shi's agreement with Dao Zhou before leaving the five planets, in normal times, Dao Zhou does not need to appear, if he wants to appear in front of people, he must also cover his body with phantom power, and he cannot easily show up.

Dao Zhou's body hides a deep secret, and before Han Shi completely unseals his body, the fewer people who know about Dao Zhou's existence, the better.

After all, out of the five planets, the only old people he knew were only two, one was Xuanyuan Wen on Qingyun Star, the other was Canghaike of the Heavenly Destiny Star, and the rest of the people were all strangers.

Although Han Shi's cultivation has achieved a small success, but looking at the endless cultivation starry sky, he is just a drop in the ocean, arrogant and arrogant, and the end in exchange will be death, or even the destruction of form and spirit.

Although he has the power to win the five planets, he has not yet been arrogant enough to see everything, especially in the mouth of Dao Zhou, knowing the three realms of fate and destiny, and he is still in the realm, his heart is like a spring stone, and he has a clearer understanding of this path of cultivation.

"This painting is not simple!"

Dao Zhou's small eyes revealed a fine light, and a thought came out of his heart, as a phantom butterfly, it was extremely sensitive to the power of true illusion, so the moment it saw this painting, it could see at a glance that the painting that Han Shi was looking at was filled with a faint illusion.

However, this illusion is still different from the magic power it exerts, this painting, in the eyes of different people, what they see is actually a different scene.

To be precise, this illusion is based on the monk's own thoughts, and in his mind, he paints different pictures.

If you are a person with artistic conception, the deeper the artistic conception, the deeper the understanding.

This is also the reason why Han Shi's mind fluctuates, if he is a Zhuji or Ning Yuan monk, and when he sees this painting, he will only feel that it is very ordinary, and he is afraid that he will not take a second look, so he will go elsewhere.

After a long time, Han Shi's gaze left the painting, and he looked up at the infant monk, only to see that this person was wearing a Confucian robe, with flowing black hair tied behind his head, his eyebrows were like lying silkworms, but his face seemed to be a little younger than Han Shi, but this person's eyes were closed, leaning on the wooden chair, as if he was asleep.

But as Han Shi's gaze swept over, the black-haired Confucian slowly opened his eyes and chuckled: "Unexpectedly, Brother Tai is actually a disciple of the old man." ”

"Who is Your Excellency?" Han Shi's heart moved, and he clenched his fists slightly, and he was more sure of that conjecture.

"I don't know you, but I heard my senior brother Canghai mention you, but I didn't expect to meet you here, and I didn't expect that Han Daoyou's master was actually the old man back then. ”

"I have long forgotten my name, and my master gave me the name of painting bones, and the number of the road is a painting. ”

"Canghaike is your senior brother...... Dare to ask, but the Daoist friend of the Bone Painting is from the Heavenly Mandate Gate?" Han Shi glanced at the painting and asked slowly.

"Yes, the head of the Heavenly Mandate Sect is under the master, when Senior Brother Canghai returned to the sect to restore his life, he talked about Han Daoyou in front of the master of the Heavenly Mandate, and he was curious in the next moment, so he wanted to see if you were as the senior brother said, and the master ordered me to come to this meteor and wait for you. ”

Han Shi's expression was as usual, but in his heart, he not only had curiosity about the master of Canghai Ke, but also had a deep sense of jealousy, he wanted to leave the five planets, and he did not mention it to Canghaike, how did Tianfangzi know?

As for him going to Qingyun Star, he didn't mention it to anyone, not even the master, how did the Heavenly Destiny calculate that he would pass through this meteor, and even come here to Tonglu City, in the chaotic Fang Market in the north of the city, to see this person.

Could it be that this person really has the ability to peek through the heavens?

"Son of Destiny?" Han Shi said secretly.

Also, regardless of this destiny, just a painting of this person reveals an unfathomable bearing, and the disciple is like this, and the master can be imagined.

It is not difficult for a painting to know his identity as Han Shi because of Canghaike and Tianfangzi, but it is unbelievable to know that he is a disciple of the deceased, and the only explanation is in that painting.

A painting seems to be able to read through his mind, this thing is weird!

In this regard, he has seen that the reason why a painting can be like this is because the painting painted by this person can perceive the mind and artistic conception of the person who is looking at the painting. ，

People look at the picture and paint the hearts of the people!

In the eyes of a painting, the person who looks at the painting also enters the painting!

The artistic conception of this person's cultivation, famous painting!

The so-called bone painter is to break through the meaning of painting dragons and tigers, and paint the bones of the world and the years with one stroke!

This is clearly a breakthrough in the meaning and entered the realm of the Dao, a painting of this person can be the same disciple of the Mandate of Heaven as Canghaike, and his cultivation will never be weak, but no matter how Han Shi looks at it, this person's cultivation is always infantile.

"Painting Taoist friends are here, I'm afraid it's not just to wait here. ”

Han Shi smiled indifferently and said softly, he had already seen that this painting was not a drunkard's intention to drink in this market, this person did not come to sell paintings, but to use paintings to comprehend thousands of artistic conceptions, confirm his own Taoist thoughts, and then realize his own Taoism!

It's just that Han Shi didn't break the matter.

"What Han Daoyou said is true, in addition to wanting to see you, I came here to be a meteor, and I also came from the Tao. Yihuazi looked calm and said slowly.

"Since you just want to see me, now that you and I have met, take your leave. Han Shi clenched his fists slightly, turned around and was about to leave.

Yihuazi smiled dumbly and said, "Han Daoyou stay, I still have something to ask." ”

Han Shi showed a smile on his face, turned around, looked at the painting quietly, and did not speak.

Yihuazi smiled bitterly and said: "Sure enough, as Senior Brother Canghai said, Han Daoyou's heart is like a mirror, and you can't fake words, since Daoyou has already seen it, I don't need to hide it, I came to this star to invite Daoyou to my Heavenly Destiny Star and his party." ”

"The two intentions of the Taoist friends are indeed extremely mysterious, and it is no wonder that the senior brother has a heart of love for talent and recommends it to the master. ”

"Han Daoyou, if you are willing to worship the Heavenly Mandate Gate, Senior Brother has already said that you will be the same generation as my Senior Brother. ”

"Many years ago, when I was still in the Speechless Realm, I went to Beixuanxing and had a one-sided relationship with your master, and it was this time that the discussion with your master made me realize and break through the Speechless Realm, and I owe your master a favor for this matter. ”

Yihua smiled casually and said, "I don't know Han Daoyou, are you willing to be the little junior disciple of our generation?"

At the moment when the words of a painting were about to end, the aura on his body changed suddenly, but this change was only limited to this stall, but in the eyes of the outside world, everything remained unchanged.

"Second Order Cultivator ......" Han Shi's pupils contracted, and a sense of crisis arose spontaneously in his heart.

Han Shi stared at a painting for a long time, he shook his head and said, "I have an appointment with someone, and I understand the kindness of the Heavenly Mandate Gate." ”

In the face of crises, Han Shi has often had a strange intuition since he was a child, and he can't say any reason, and now, he has an inexplicable sense of this Heavenly Destiny Gate, especially the mysterious Heavenly Destiny.

This time, the intuition is even stronger, this Heavenly Destiny Gate, I can't go!

If this painting turns his face because of this, he will not hesitate to fight, plus join forces with Dao Zhou, and several hole cards, it is not impossible to retreat.

What's more, Han Shi had long wanted to fight a second-order cultivator to prove it.

There was no wave on Yihuazi's face, and after glancing at Han Shi, he suddenly had a bamboo pen in his hand, and said: "When I came, Shizun once watched the sky at night, saying that Han Daoyou has his own destiny and cannot be retained. ”

The words in the painting are the master's observation of the sky and the blessing of the Taoist. ”

On the white paper, a painting is put down, and the place where the bamboo pen passes, it is obviously black and white, but the mind is integrated into it, but it turns into a colorful color, and it is as if you are in it.

I saw a few strokes, under the endless sky, a vague figure stood among the clouds, this figure looked up at the sky, its pupils seemed to be able to see through the way of heaven, see the destiny of the day.

And behind the figure, a cold plum is proud of the wind and snow, but it seems to be silently watching the figure leave.

"Steady steps, destiny returns, a cut of cold plums leads to ......" Yihua said softly.

The tip of his pen, at the moment of the quotation, sketched the last stroke.

Han Shi's long hair was windless, and a deep chill swept through his heart, this heavenly destiny seemed to be able to really break through the heavens.

The peculiarity of this painting lies in the fact that when you look at the painting, the picture will undergo strange changes, turning into 13 words that the painting says, which are imprinted in the heart.

Looking at a picture is like looking at words!

And the vague figure made Han Shi even more frightened, he thought that this person was himself, but when he looked closely, there was a trace of strangeness.

"Could it be that this person is not me, but ...... Destiny!"

"What do these thirteen words mean?" Han Shi's mind was racing, and his face sank like water.

In the small stall, there is a faint colorful light, which cannot be concealed, and it spreads out and reflects the sky.