The young scholar stopped his donkey and looked at them for a few times. His expression was somewhat playful and cynical, and said, "I'm going to sneak in and see the owner here. Where are you going, brother?"
Qin Mu laughed and said, "we're going to sneak in and have a look. Since it's the same purpose, why don't we go together?"
The young scholar thought for a while and said to the donkey, "Lu Zheng, have two top tankers around, OK?"
The donkey turned its lips up and said, "Hui."
The scholar laughed and said, "radish said well, then we can go together."
"Cylinder jacking?"
Qin Mu was alert, modest and polite, and said, "brother, what's the difference between the top VAT and the black pot and the excrement basin?"
The young scholar smiled brightly, "there is no difference."
Qin Mu laughed and looked ahead at the ancient battlefield, which was shrouded in a vast fog. There were scattered architectural relics, towering city walls, tall palaces, high arches and portals visible to the naked eye.
There are footprints of demigods on the earth. If you follow these footprints, you can find the ruler of the earth mother.
Long Qilin and Shui Qilin walked forward and walked with the donkey. Shui Qilin glanced at the donkey and said contemptuously, "this little animal is so stupid that it hangs a radish in front of it and walks forward without knowing that it will never eat a radish."
The donkey glanced at him with disdain.
Water Qilin said in his heart, "I made an appointment with a little Tu Bo. I can't eat master LAN, but I can eat donkeys! But long Qilin's master is a little tricky. He has a good talk with the scholar. If I eat donkeys, most of them will make me dinner in a rage."
Qin Mu has been observing the young scholar, and the more he looks, the more suspicious he is. But his eyes fall on the scholar's chest, but he can't see the appearance of a bulge, so he's a little unsure.
The scholar noticed his eyes and said with a smile, "Lu Zheng, this young man's eyebrows and eyes are thief, and he also looks at men's breasts."
Qin Mu's face turned red, and the donkey laughed, "Ang, Ang -"
Qin Mu said tentatively, "sister... What's your name, brother?"
The scholar laughed and said, "why did you ever meet? Qin Muqin Fengqing, did I ask your name? I didn't ask you, why did you ask me?"
Qin Mu was more suspicious and said, "it's unfair that you know my name, but I don't know you. How do you know I'm Qin Mu?"
"The heavenly Saint leader Qin Mu is handsome, erudite and versatile. Who knows who doesn't know?"
The scholar said, "Lord Qin doesn't know about unknown little people like me."
Qin Mu couldn't find out his name, so he had to look at the donkey and said, "why is brother Lu called Lu Zheng?"
The scholar said, "he is a donkey, and his speech is unpleasant. He likes to argue with people, so he has a word of criticism."
Qin Mu's eyes flashed and said, "I also know a cow, called Niu Sanduo, and a tiger, called Tiger Zun."
The donkey turned his lips up and disdained, "Huihui."
Qin Mu blackened his face and said in his heart, "I don't understand this donkey's words, I haven't learned them, and I don't know what he's talking about. But the origin of these masters and servants is suspicious. Can they be scholars and heavenly masters?"
They walked into the misty ancient battlefield, where the glow was dense in the fog, and the buildings here were all ancient. The patterns on the buildings were very wonderful. Qin Mu asked long Qilin to stop, look at the patterns on the broken walls by himself, take out the paper and pen, and describe these textures.
The scholar looked at his painting and said with a smile, "Lord Qin is indeed versatile and has great attainments in calligraphy and painting."
Qin Mu blushed and said modestly, "I can't boast about the way of painting and calligraphy, but it's the second in the world. The first in the world is my deaf grandfather. His painting and calligraphy are divided into the world inside and outside."
The scholar was surprised and praised, "has his calligraphy and painting reached the realm of void creation? There are internal and external differences, and he really has a lot of attainments. But there is some moisture in his world first, and there is also some moisture in your world second."
Qin Mu laughed, "then who is the number one in the world?"
The scholar said, "I also have a lot of research on the way of painting and calligraphy. When the way of painting and calligraphy is cultivated to a high level, it is creation, and creation is the divine power of creation. I can't say anything else, no one can be on my right in the divine power of creation."
Qin Mu handed the pen in his hand and said, "dare you please paint?"
The scholar shook his head and said, "I don't draw on weekdays, but only when I use it."
Qin Mu looked up at the door towering into the sky and said, "it's another Nantian gate... Unfortunately, it's broken! Let me draw a Nantian gate!"
He picked up the tip of his pen, and a large piece of paper stood up in the air. Qin Mu's palm turned over. He held four pens in his left hand, and his right hand drew into a circle. The ink formed itself and kept rotating in the air.
Qin Mu raised his pen to paint, and countless details flowed from the tip of his pen into the texture on the south gate.
Qin Muyun's pen is flying, and the tip of the pen even goes deep into the interior of the paper, as if there is another heaven and earth inside. Although he painted the South Tianmen on the paper, there seems to be a world and a vast space in the paper.
His pen turned into an artifact of creation, and constructed the infinite details of the South Gate of heaven, and became more meticulous.
Later, the four stroke pen flew into the paper and painted on it. It was mysterious and indescribable.
For a long time, the South Tianmen gate was painted.
Qin Mu took his pen and ink, took the painting off the air, and shook it with force. Suddenly, a South Tianmen flew out of the painting and fell to the ground!
This South Tianmen is as high as ten thousand feet, towering and extraordinary, showing the style of the ancient god Tianting. Standing in this ancient battlefield, it symbolizes the majesty of the emperor of heaven.
Qin Mu looked at the scholar and said with a smile, "how about my good fortune?"
The scholar exclaimed repeatedly and said, "you have such attainments before you enter the Tao, and you can barely be the third in the world. If you can surpass your deaf grandfather, you are barely the second. If you can abandon paper and pen, and not stick to paper and pen, then you will stand firmly in the second. What kind of level are you still painting now, and there is still a distance from the first."
Qin Mu asked, "then what level is the first?"
"There are three aspects to painting. What is it like? This is the first. What is it? This is the second."
The scholar said, "follow the Tao without painting, and the world grows without ink. This is the third."
While talking, the South Tianmen gate painted by Qin Mu suddenly collapsed and turned into ink flowing from the air.
"This is the first priority. It's hard to draw anything like anything for a long time."
The scholar said, "if you can draw what is what, make the South Gate of heaven stand for a long time, and make it true by the creation of vanity, that is the second."
Qin Mu felt admiration in his heart and said, "deaf grandpa didn't say this, probably because he didn't think about the third level of painting Tao. Thank you for your advice, brother. I've been taught!"
Seeing it in his eyes, Shui Qilin doubted long Qilin and said, "this scholar doesn't look like a scholar, but rather like a God who plays tricks. Your master was stunned. I knew he was so easy to be deceived, why did I use force at that time? I can trick your master into handing in his pants, and I'm grateful to me!"
Long Qilin rolled his lips and said dismissively, "Huihui."
"Don't believe it, I'm the first-class wise man of our kylin Protoss!"
Qin Mu and others continued to move forward. Suddenly, the light of the knife in front tore the fog. The light of the knife crossed the sky, split with a clank, and turned into countless light of the knife. The queue was neat, and fell with a strange knife array.
A roar came, and then a huge figure fell down in the fog.
The sky knife light suddenly retracted, fell behind a one armed man in the fog, and fell into the scabbard.
Qin Mu saw the knife light with smooth lines, and his heart jumped: "this knife technique looks familiar..."
The one armed figure hunted in clothes and walked towards the depths of the fog. Many figures followed him, entered the fog together, and soon disappeared.
"One armed magic knife, the first magic knife in the extraterritorial heaven!"
The scholar's eyes lit up, Laughed: "The Luoshen Dao of the extraterritorial Tianting Lingxiu army, it is said that when he was a child, he encountered the overlord of the emperor's era, and was cut off by the overlord of the emperor with an extremely magical sword technique. This Luoshen Dao learned from the pain, entered the Tao with the one arm sword technique, and practiced hard for tens of thousands of years. He once entered the Tianting chopping Shentai and fought against the chopping Shenxuan Dao without defeat. It is the first divine Dao of Tianting. Unexpectedly, he also came! Those teenagers around him should be the Lingxiu army."
The emperor said excitedly, "Shanghuang Bati? How powerful! Brother mu, you are also Bati, and you are also very powerful!"
The scholar glanced at Qin Mu, shook his head and said, "the sword technique of Shanghuang BA's body is to cut off the arm of Luoshen sword. How amazing? Qin Ba's body is far from enough."
Qin Mu trembled at the corners of his eyes and said in his heart, "the upper emperor's body that broke his arm is right beside you, but I won't say. Luo Wushuang's divine knife is really powerful, countless times stronger than that year. Without considering cultivation, I think it's very difficult to break his divine knife."
"However, Luoshen Dao has a bad habit, that is, his disciples must all cut off an arm, otherwise they can't learn his knife technique."
The scholar laughed and said, "therefore, Tianting teenagers in the Lingxiu army often break their arms."
Qin Mu thought of zhehuali and said, "zhehuali almost broke his arm, but under my pressure, he came out of the shadow of Luo Wushuang and created his own Dao! Luo Wushuang appeared. I heard that he had a friendship with bindiro, and I don't know if he went to see bindiro? If he went to see bindiro, I'm afraid bindiro has rebelled... If zhehuali was around Luo Wushuang, bindiro must have rebelled!"
When they came to the place where Luo Wushuang just used his knife technique, they saw that what Luo Wushuang had killed was a demigod, with a tall body, a God's head, a dragon like shape, a human body, eight arms, and a spirit that had not yet dispersed, filled with terror!
"Behead the demigod of the Shentai realm!"
The scholar looked at the scar of the knife and said, "good knife technique! Luoshen knife killed this semi divine dragon king with the cultivation of Yujing realm."
Qin Mu looked carefully at the knife marks and guessed the step of Luo Wushuang's knife technique. He looked very carefully.
The scholar said curiously, "master Qin has also studied knife technique?"
Qin Mu said modestly, "I don't deserve it. It's the third and fourth in the world."
The scholar smiled, waved his feather fan, and said, "the third and fourth? The leader of Qin sect is also a little exaggerated, isn't it? I heard that there is a god man named Tian Shu in kaihuang Tianting, who is good at using the sword technique. His sword of the emperor's Palace can cut the horn of Tu Bo. How is the leader of Qin sect better than him?"
Qin Mu turned black and shook his head and said, "not as good as him."
The scholar said, "I heard that there is a heavenly knife in Yankang. It is horizontal to the sky and enters the Tao with the knife, creating nine methods of heavenly knife. In the realm of Shenqiao, you can kill gods and demons. How is the leader of Qin sect better than him?"
"Not as good." Qin Mu's face was darker.
The scholar laughed and said, "Luo Wushuang has a disciple named zhehuali, who entered the Tao with a knife and created a sword technique. How is the sword technique of the Qin leader better than him?"
"Not as good as!" Qin Mu was full of Qi.
"Then you are not as good as me."
The scholar laughed and said, "I also entered the Tao with a knife. Although I am not as talented as Tiandao to open up nine methods, I also opened up seven moves."
Qin Mu's palm trembled, grabbed the mustache on his chin and yanked out fourorfive.
The scholar laughed but said nothing.
They continued to move forward, but they saw the demon God of the demon clan also came here in the fog. The demon God's breath was terrible. Behind the demon God was a huge mountain beast, looming in the fog, which was very frightening.
Suddenly, the sound of the sword in front came, and the light of the knife spread all over the sky. There was a sword light in the light of the knife, which collided with the light of the knife.
Qin Mu was stunned when he saw the sword technique.
That sword technique is too familiar. It's his sword technique!
"White dragon sword dance! Shanghuang sword God!"
The scholar's eyes lit up, Laughed: "Shanghuang sword God is a woman, and she is a mortal enemy with Luo Wushuang. I didn't expect that she also came! I heard that when the Shanghuang era fell, Shanghuang sword God was just a little girl with low cultivation strength, but she fought with Shanghuang Bati in the dark! Shanghuang Bati disappeared, but she inherited Shanghuang Bati's sword technique, so as to make her own way. In the dark years after the end of Shanghuang era, her sword technique shone for several times For a hundred years, she can be called a heroine among women! Lord Qin. "
He laughed and said, "what is your sword skill in the world?"
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