Chapter 1012

Qin Mu and the deaf paint their own paintings. One is to put down their emotions and place them in the painting. The other is to put down their ordinary hearts and describe another God only with the true state of mind of God.

Qin Mu painted the king of langwu, but he was not the king of langwu, but the lover in his heart.

Deaf people want to complete the transformation of their own painting, and use painting to carry their own Tao and their own God.

His breath became more and more ethereal, and his divinity became stronger and stronger. The pen in his hand seemed to be no longer a pen, but an artifact that created life. Under his pen, a new God was being born.

After a long time, Qin Mu took the lead in putting down his pen and finished his painting.

Deaf people are still using their slender strokes to create a life. His pen emits the soft light of the way of nature. The flesh and blood of the woman in the painting, ice and jade, emerge under his pen.

The divinity of the woman in the painting leaps out.

Her beauty can't find a flaw, and her temperament is so elegant and refined. Her appearance is natural, and her clothes are also the most beautiful heavenly clothes.

The skin seems to gather all the geniuses in the world. The jade fingers are green, and the fingerprints are as changeable as the Tao. She seems to be an elf born with all the beauty, but it is created by the deaf.

When the deaf drew the last stroke, everyone present felt a faint smell gradually overflowing from the painting. It was a road born after tomorrow that was slowly breeding, not from the painting, but from the deaf's pen.

He endowed the girl in the painting with divinity, body, soul and life.

Looking at this scene, Qin Mu was touched in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw that the deaf's Tao was like an ethereal smoke, spreading around at a seemingly slow but rapid speed, imprinted in heaven and earth, imprinted in the void.

This is not a change of law, nor a change of Tao, but to make this world more a kind of law, a kind of Tao.

Deaf people seem extremely quiet. With this stroke, langwu in the painting has life, soul and his own way.

Finally, he put down his pen and finished his painting.

The moment he put down his pen, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was full of calm but great joy.

He felt his way. As one of the two weakest among the nine elders in the disabled old village, he had never paid attention to the magic power of Kung Fu.

If it weren't for Qin Mu's urging and the supervision of the people in the disabled old village, the deaf wouldn't try to abandon their own divine bridge to open up Tianhe divine Tibet, nor would they deliberately improve their cultivation.

Now, he can feel his vitality, and his spirit flows along a mysterious route, which is his natural skill.

The so-called power and magic are actually the expression of Tao. In the past, he practiced other people's power and sought his own way, so he was not interested in cultivation.

Now, he has found his own way, and even created his own way. With the way, the magic power of practice and magic, everything comes naturally and operates naturally.

This article is made by nature, and it comes by chance.

The same is true of painting.

It's so mysterious, so wonderful, so incredible.

Mother-in-law Si and the pharmacist came forward and looked at their paintings, admiring each other.

With a smile on her face, Mrs. Si quietly stabbed the pharmacist and whispered, "can you understand?"

The pharmacist smiled and whispered, "I can't understand."

"Me too." Mother-in-law Si kept a smile on her face and lowered her voice.

The God King of langwu also came forward and looked at these two paintings carefully. The painting of the deaf, in which the person was like another her, beautiful and elegant, painted her heart without dust.

The woman in the painting is quiet and distant, with her general beauty. She can also move in the painting. On the other hand, she is in another world, with her own ideas, her own thoughts, and even her own accomplishments and magical powers.

The two of her looked at each other across the border.

The God King of langwu sighed and said, "although this kind of painting is not a creation, it is also better than a creation. I can't tell whether it's me in the painting or her in the painting."

The deaf said, "mu'er's painting is also good."

King Lang looked at Qin Mu's paintings. Qin Mu couldn't grasp her divinity. She in the painting was also different from the real one. Compared with the technology of deaf people, Qin Mu was much inferior.

The God King of langwu looked at the person in the painting. The langwu in the painting was like a quiet girl. She stood on the top of the snake, holding a flower in her hands and sniffing it on her lips, but she was a little shy and smiling.

"The person in the baby painting looks like me, but it's not me. It's probably the baby who reposes his feelings."

The king of langwu looked around and said with a smile, "can I have these two paintings?"

The deaf man nodded and said, "take it, girl."

Qin Mu also nodded.

The deaf pulled him over, and the old and young were painting again. While painting, the deaf taught Qin Mu his experience in creating painting.

The king of langwu put away two paintings and rolled them up. She thought for a moment and took out one of them. The scroll burned and soon turned into ashes.

The God King of langwu looked at the extinguished fire with a faint look, and then waved his hand, and the ashes dispersed.

Mrs. Si whispered, "pharmacist, which painting do you think she burned?"

The pharmacist thought, "I think what she burned was the one painted by mu'er. Mu'er made her ugly. If it was me, I would burn me if the deaf made me ugly."

Mrs. Si poohed and said, "I think what she burned was the one painted by the deaf."

The pharmacist was puzzled.

"The paintings of the deaf are so similar. As a person with unique appearance, she doesn't need another her, nor does she need to keep the paintings of the deaf. Leaving the paintings of the deaf will make her have a sense of sustenance. If she is frustrated, she will feel that her life in the world in the painting is better. She is immortal, tenacious, and doesn't need another herself."

Mother-in-law Si said, "if she wants to appreciate her appearance, she can take out the mirror and take a look at it. On the contrary, it is mu'er's painting, which can let her see her missing emotions. Although it is not perfect, taking it out and appreciating it can let her have a different kind of feelings."

The pharmacist laughed and said, "mother-in-law, this is just your guess. We can't know which painting she burned without her saying."

Mother-in-law Si was quite confident: "I think the cultivation method of the king of langwu should be a strange one. The higher the cultivation, the less the emotion, because the emotion is more precious. When she reached a high level of cultivation, she can't help but give up her emotion and retain her divinity. Therefore, she naturally wants to cherish precious things."

She thought of her own experience unconsciously, and felt a little gloomy in her heart, saying, "what she lost is precious."

Qin Mu and others lived in the Tiansheng learning palace, while Shu Jun and the God King langwu were busy reading the books in the Tiansheng learning palace, summarizing the achievements of the Yankang reform, and studying all kinds of skills and supernatural powers.

The God King of Langyu has opened up shenzang and Tiangong. If she wants to repair the Tianhe shenzang, she must abolish her Shenqiao shenzang. But now her cultivation is so advanced that she can almost stand side by side with the God. If she wants to abolish the Shenqiao, she must bear great danger, so she is a little hesitant.

Uncle Jun didn't have this trouble, and went straight to open up the spiritual fetuses.

However, he immediately found that he used Taidi's divine sense to improve his physical body and raise his physical body to the level of a God in the Lingxiao realm, which made him unable to open up a divine possession in his physical body at all!

His vitality and soul are too weak, and his divine consciousness is not particularly strong, so he cannot open up a spiritual embryo in this physical body!

The so-called seven gods are all opened up in the flesh, and his flesh has been so strong that it cannot be opened up!

"The mortals in Yankang are divided into those who can cultivate and those who cannot cultivate, which is determined by the spirit, fetus and God."

The pharmacist was proficient in pharmacology, so he prepared a big medicine bucket, refined a bucket of smelly potion, and let Shu Jun jump in, "Once upon a time, there were only four magical bodies in Yankang, including green dragon, white tiger, vermilion, sparrow and Xuanwu. Mortals without spiritual bodies can only be martial people at most, and can't open the fetuses and become magical people. Later, mu'er destroyed the divine bridge and opened the Tianhe divine collection. He didn't go deep into things that mortals can't practice, but I thought of it."

The herbalist laughed and said, "the reason why the four spirit bodies can practice is that their spirit fetal God is inherited from their ancestors. They are born with the spirit fetal God! Just open the spirit fetal God, you can practice!"

"Those mortals who can't practice, because their ancestors have no supernatural powers, so there is no spiritual fetuses in their bodies. But this doesn't mean that they really can't practice! They just need to master the method of opening up spiritual fetuses, and open up a spiritual fetuses by themselves, so they can practice and become supernatural powers!"

The pharmacist was so excited that he said to Shu Jun, who was packed in a big wooden barrel and soaked in herbs: "this is what I have studied in recent years. According to everyone's physical structure, I can determine the exact location of the spirit and fetal God. Then I use the spirit medicine to cultivate the vitality, so that ordinary people can also gather the vitality that opened up the spirit and fetal God, so as to become a supernatural person. However, your physical body is too strong, so you have to soften it with the help of medicine."

Uncle Jun watched him pour a group of highly toxic things into the barrel, and couldn't help but be frightened and said, "are these things poisonous?"

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

The pharmacist smiled and said, "I noticed that your soul is too weak, which is weaker than ordinary people, so I use some little baby to help you nourish your soul. That's how the shepherd came back in those days, wrap it, wrap it..."

When those poisons entered the bucket, uncle Jun immediately felt a sharp pain in his soul and couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

The pharmacist checked the toxicity in the bucket and said, "over the years, I have helped many ordinary people become magical beings, and you will become magical beings with my help... Your body seems to be too strong, and you need to add some little baby..."

After a long time, the pharmacist took out a silver needle and inserted it into uncle Jun's skin, which was pierced by his needle.

"Now that your physical body is softened, you can try to open up the hide of the spirit and fetus."

The pharmacist breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Uncle Jun in the bucket. He saw that the creator was foaming at the mouth and had lost his breath. He hurried out and shouted, "mu'er, mu'er! Hurry up! The big boy you brought was poisoned by me carelessly! His soul has been separated!"

Qin Mu rushed over quickly, couldn't help but urge the soul lead, drew Shu Jun's soul, and entered Shu Jun's body, saying, "Grandpa pharmacist, have you put too much poison again?"

The pharmacist blushed and said, "his physical strength is too high, so I put more medicine. Who knew his cultivation was so poor..."

In the medicine bucket, uncle Jun rolled his eyes again and his soul was separated.

Qin Mu hurriedly summoned his soul again, and put his soul into his body. Then he performed the magic creation skill, sealed uncle Jun's soul in his body, and quickly said, "you detoxify first!"

After working for a long time, they finally cleared some of the poison in Uncle Jun's body, and then they were relieved.

Uncle Jun woke up slowly. Although with the help of the pharmacist, he opened up the first God Tibet, the spirit fetus God Tibet, he was afraid of the bronze mask man like a tiger and dared not approach him.

When the pharmacist came to him for tea, uncle Jun was also restless. Looking around, his forehead kept sweating. Qin Mu was beside him, so he dared to drink the tea made by the pharmacist.

Qin Mu finally learned the skills of the deaf, and said to the pharmacist earnestly: "Grandpa pharmacist, Grandpa deaf has gone out of his way, I learned his skills, and established the painting Taoist temple, but now I still need the medical temple. Just as the saying goes, if the boss doesn't work hard, the young are sad, and grandpa pharmacist doesn't work hard, I will also be bullied outside, you see..."

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