Chapter 469

The scenery in front of Yankang master changed sharply. When the light in front of him returned to normal, they saw that they had come to a heavenly court, where the palaces were towering, the sacred mountains were continuous, and the divine light reflected on the world.

"Is this the world in the painting?"

National master Yankang was extremely shocked. If this was the world in the painting, it would be too vast here!

He looked around and saw that there was no end to the heavenly palace!

All over the sky are gods, some majestic, some sacred, some detached, but more importantly, gods walk around, looking for friends, pushing cups for lanterns, and drinking.

Qin Mu led him into the painting and entered the Tianting feast. The corridor was like a bridge, with neon colors, the sun and moon hanging on the pavilion, and the lanterns were full of flame birds as candles, emitting light and heat.

There are also goddess playing the strings and playing strange musical instruments. There are women dancing on the lotus leaves in the air, all over the body.

There are drunken gods who stagger around, carrying a wine pot and flirting with the shy and timid goddess.

There are countless masters in Yankang. Their location is actually the center of the feast. There are countless gods around, and the holy mountain in the distance is dazzling.

Tu Bo was not far away from him. He had a zigzag corner and sat still. The fireworks swirled under him like an abyss.

There are also several extremely majestic statues, towering above, with unknown faces, whose dignity is no less than that of Tu Bo.

"National master, you look like a ground beetle entering the city now. There is not much time difference between you and me just entering Xianglong city!"

Qin Mu laughed and suddenly brought a pot of wine from the plate held by the goddess passing by, and drank it with his head up.

The goddess was furious and drank, "where's the kid? This is the divine wine for God, and you can touch it?"

"Wordy!"

Qin Mu raised his foot, kicked the goddess out, took another pot of wine from the flying plate, stuffed it into the hands of national master Yankang, jumped onto the jade table in front of a towering God, and drank with his head up.

The God was so angry that he raised his palm, which was about Mu in size, and Qin Mu pulled out his sword and flew out with his broken arm.

Qin Mu laughed, lifted the jade and shouted, "the sun and moon in the poem, the immortals in the wine, and the ground soared to the sky!"

Hiss——

The high God was only cut off by his sword. Qin Mu rushed into the temple with his head, making a lot of noise, and countless gods burst up and killed him. Qin Mu's sword glittered in his hand, lifted a statue of God, cut off his heads, rushed to the Tu Bo's side, hung his head on the corner of the Tu Bo, and laughed, "he was banished outside Penglai's Golden Book, in front of the Abbot's jade hall!"

The Tu Bo burst up and shook his body. Suddenly, his divine body was ten thousand feet, and his feet were boundless.

Qin Mu urged the sword pill, eight thousand swords around the Tu Bo, rotating into a sword winding style, cutting the great God into countless pieces, and then rubbed his hands. Countless flying swords, such as long dragons, swept around in all directions, killing the rise, and said with a loud smile: "the body of the dragon will be hundred feet long, and it is still covered with Linsen Phoenix wings!"

Countless gods and men flooded him like a tide.

Seeing the divine light rushing into the sky, Qin Mu rose from the broken limbs and arms, played the sword and sang, and became a dissolute man: "how dare a thousand men hold their hands? It's hard for gods to look back! National master, I'll break the God in your heart!"

Master Yankang laughed, and suddenly his previous depression was swept away. He was full of energy, and said in a loud voice, "the God in my heart, why do you need to break it?"

He walked with his sword light in his hand. His combat power was higher than Qin Mu. Everywhere he passed, a God fell.

In Lingxiao hall, countless gods and Demons rushed to kill them.

Qin Mu and the National Teachers of Yankang, shoulder to shoulder, slaughtered wantonly at the gate of this heavenly gate.

After a long time, the gods and Demons piled up all over the mountains, and there were endless gods pouring in, killing the sky.

"When will it be killed?"

Yan Kang shouted, "come and guard the door, I'll kill the emperor!"

Qin muying said, "go!"

The master of Yan Kang rushed into the Lingxiao hall, where God corpses were everywhere.

Boom——

The national division of Yankang flew backwards and hit the hall wall next to Qin Mu. Qin Mu was startled. The gods here are all weak in cultivation. The painter who painted this magnificent scene is not competent, so even he can kill.

However, Yankang national master was beaten back by the emperor of heaven!

Qin Mu blinked and said, "this painter is also a flatterer. I'm afraid all his painting skills are used on the emperor of heaven, so the emperor of heaven in the painting is so powerful."

Pastor Qin knows a lot about the power of painters' paintings from the deaf.

The power of painting depends not only on the painter's painting skills, but also on the object of painting.

The stronger and deeper the painting skill, the stronger the power of the things painted. Of course, it also depends on the painter's intention.

The painter painted other gods and Demons without much effort, so the strength of these gods and demons is not strong, even the existing strength of Tu Bo is general.

And who is the object of painting is also extremely important.

For example, the deaf painting of the village head in his youth, the picture of the sword God carrying the sword, shows amazing power!

When this painter painted the emperor of heaven, he must also be very attentive to capture the charm of the emperor of heaven. Therefore, the strength of the emperor of heaven is so strong that he can hit the master of Yankang!

Qin Mu was a little nervous. He took the national master Yankang into the painting to break the fear in the national master's heart. If the national master Yankang could not even defeat the emperor in the painting, this setback was afraid to completely destroy the national master's faith!

But at this time, the national division of Yankang came down from the wall and rushed out again. The fighting spirit was not reduced at all!

After a moment, the national division of Yankang flew back upside down. Qin Mu urged 8000 swords to kill the incoming gods. Looking at the national division on the wall, he saw that the national division of Yankang was beaten black and blue.

"Er, it's a little tricky. The strength of the emperor in the painting is just above the gods..."

Just as he thought of it, the national division of Yankang rushed over again.

Bang.

The national division of Yankang was beaten back again.

So again and again.

The Tianmen gate in front of the Lingxiao hall has been filled with the corpses of gods and demons, and Qin Mu is also panting with fatigue. The national division of Yankang still rushed to the Tiandi at the top of the Lingxiao hall again and again, and was beaten back again and again, becoming more and more miserable.

Qin Mu's eyes flashed, ready to take out the five thunder pot, and he said in his heart, "even if you fight to blow up here, you can't let the emperor of heaven in the painting completely defeat the national master..."

The master of Yan Kang rushed out again. After a moment, all the cries of killing suddenly stopped. All the gods and Demons outside Lingxiao hall showed fear, turned around and fled in all directions.

Qin Mu was stunned. Looking back, he saw master Yankang standing behind him with the head of the emperor of heaven.

At the moment, although Yankang national master was black and blue, he smiled with innocence.

They looked at each other and laughed together.

The master of Yankang raised his arm, threw the head of the Heavenly Emperor out of the Lingxiao hall, and said in a high voice, "lift the knife out of the forbidden area, and hold the king's head in your hand. The heavenly knife is really heroic, and I can even understand the artistic conception of his knife technique at the moment!"

Qin Mu was aching all over and walked to the hall, laughing, "you are a big pervert, and your savvy is too high. Grandpa Tu taught me for so many years, and then I figured out the beauty of his Sabre technique. But you are a sword learner, and you can understand the artistic conception of his Sabre technique. My savvy is far inferior to you."

The master of Yankang turned around and seriously said, "people's understanding will increase with the improvement of their horizons and knowledge, and so will wisdom. Your current cultivation strength is not enough. When you reach my realm, you are likely to break all mysteries. In the future, you will not lose to me, but will be stronger than me. Can you think of using the feast of heaven to break the God in my heart and let me reorganize the Tao heart, but I didn't think of it. Why should the leader belittle himself?"

Qin Mu came to the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, dragged the headless body of the Heavenly Emperor aside, sat down on the throne, and said in surprise, "the national master thinks I can surpass your straight line?"

Master Yankang laughed and said, "you are a descendant. If you can't surpass your predecessors, isn't it too sad in this world? Let alone, you are still a bully."

Qin Mu was confident, nodded and said, "that's true. I'm a bully, and I'm definitely better than you."

Master Yankang turned black.

Qin Mu moved his ass, gave up half his seat, and said, "come on, take the seat that the emperor of heaven can take."

The national master hesitated: "this... Is not very good?"

"Come and sit down. The scenery here is good!"

"OK."

Master Yankang sat down and looked at the scenery outside the Lingxiao hall. After a moment, master Yankang said, "take a panoramic view of the vast world. Sitting in this seat, I have boundless power. The birth and death of any world and any creature are in my mind. Master, did you have this desire for power in your heart?"

Qin Mu sat there and said leisurely, "if I say yes, will you kill me immediately and get rid of future troubles for the emperor?"

The two men looked at each other, and the master Yankang withdrew his eyes and said faintly, "No. I will only be wary of you."

He stood up, his face calm as before, as if nothing could change him. However, Qin Mu knew that after this Tianting feast in the painting, the Taoist heart of Yankang master had entered a mysterious realm.

The firmness of his Tao heart can no longer be destroyed.

At this time, there was no flaw in the heart of the Tao.

Qin Mu stood up and walked to the outside of the painting. His heart had something to gain: "breaking the despair in his heart can ignite greater hope and fighting spirit."

The two walked out of the mural on the wall one by one, down-to-earth.

Master Yankang looked back at the mural and saw that the palace in the painting was still there, but there were countless gods and demons in the painting, and some gods and demons were trembling in the corner, with a look of panic on their faces.

Qin Mu came forward and wiped out the few strokes he had painted, and the mural was restored as before.

Qin Mu scratched his head and said, "the painter who drew this picture is not inferior to me because of his high attainments. But why is there a missing corner in this painting? With his attainments, the people in this painting can have life, and everyone in the event can walk and communicate, but without this corner, the painting will die."

"It's probably broken."

The division of the state of Yankang went out and said, "the battle outside should be over, too? It is time for Xiong Xiyu to ascend the throne of the palace again, and the west land was incorporated into the state of Yankang."

Qin Mu followed him and said with a smile, "if you have the will of the emperor, you should read the imperial edict at this time and make Xiong Xiyu the Lord of the true heaven palace. The effect should be better."

Master Yankang took out the imperial edict and said, "before my trip, I had asked the emperor to write the imperial edict in advance."

"The emperor is also an old fox." Qin Mu sighed.

When the two left the hall, a painting of a goddess suddenly moved in the mural. Looking around, they found no one around. Then they trotted all the way and ran out from the painting against the wall.

————Third watch! Zhaizhu hasn't eaten yet. He goes to eat and then watches TV. Hunan Satellite TV, Zhaizhu made a fool of himself on stage, forgetting words, stage fright, what are you waiting for? Be sure to see it!