I became a peerless master

Chapter 378 The Consciousness of Chess Pieces

Chapter 378: Self-awareness of Chess Pieces

The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, as if the avenues of creation are intertwined.

In the Binhe Grocery Store, the extremely beautiful Immortal Emperor Wu Dao watched helplessly that the temperamental young man in front of him put away his paintbrush, and the mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme on his body slowly dissipated. "O" word.

This was completely horrified.

What he shows is the essence of the avenue of painting.

One stroke at a time, although there is no aura fluctuation, every drop of ink falls on the paper, just like it should be in the dark.

Withdrawing the pen and splashing the ink, it seems to be explaining the profound truth of the whole world.

The pen fell into a storm.

Painted as weeping ghosts and gods~
For no reason, such a description popped up in Wu Daoxian's mind, he just felt that the epiphany that he had been forced to stop because of Chen Guanshan's proud interruption had already been completed silently.

A trace of energy transcending immortal power in the body appeared like an introduction, driving all the power to follow the introduction, and an aura that fit the Dao slowly spread from the deepest part of the body.

That introduction-like holy-level power is exactly the power of painting the Tao.

I have already generated the power of the Dao, and with the guidance of this power, I have an opportunity to step into the real holy level.

semi-holy realm.

Begging for countless epochs, from the ancient seal of oneself in the map of mountains and rivers to the realm that cannot be touched now, the edge of the road that cannot be stepped on, is it so easy to break through?
Just watching him make a painting, he completed an epiphany, it is really~

His heart was beating wildly, and Immortal Emperor Wu Dao's mood at this moment could not be described in words.

Although she had just entered the grocery store and felt the Taoist charm contained in the paintings and calligraphy on the wall, she had signs of enlightenment.

But this place has always been the residence of this saint on earth, and it has always been the residence of his rivals in heaven.

I am a small spy, the spy sent by the sage Wangyou, it is impossible and dare not to break through through other people's tips on his territory.

Unexpectedly, he forcibly broke free from the state of epiphany, under the guidance of this mysterious senior who is no different from ordinary people, just as he was about to take his seat tremblingly, a scroll fell out of his sleeve.

The picture scroll is exactly the natal fairy treasure of Emperor Wu Daoxian, "The Picture of Rivers and Mountains".

Rather than saying that it fell out, it might be better to say that "Mountain and River Map" was influenced by the Dao rhyme of the house full of paintings, and it was out of control in an instant, and jumped out by itself.

However, the way of painting in this grocery store is too profound, and the moment the fairy treasure appeared, it was suppressed and killed, without any breath fluctuations.

The fairy spirit disappeared, the content was chaotic, and the damage was serious. There was even a huge hole in the middle of the scroll.

This fairy treasure, which had accompanied him for countless epochs, self-destructed in an instant, turning into an existence even more tattered than serious mundane waste paper.

The map of rivers and mountains that was suddenly damaged and turned into waste paper fell to the ground and unfolded under the action of inertia.

Naturally, this mysterious saint and Chen Guanshan saw it.

When his own Immortal Treasure appeared in this situation, Immortal Emperor Wu Dao suddenly felt sad and despairing thoughts suddenly filled his mind.

Just like a little girl losing her beloved toy, if it wasn't for the great pressure here, the Immortal Emperor could not help but shed tears of distress.

More importantly, I am enlightening with the help of "The Map of Rivers and Mountains".

The destruction of this natal celestial treasure completely cut off the way forward for him to practice painting.

The loss was so great that Immortal Emperor Wu Dao felt his heart ache so that his whole body became numb.

But in the end, she still maintained her dignity as a representative of Heaven and suppressed all her emotions.

On the contrary, this young senior, who looked like a mortal, frowned slightly, and offered to give himself a new painting.

In fact, the Immortal Emperor, who is extremely beautiful, is wary of this young man with a dusty temperament, but also a little angry.

The complete destruction of his natal fairy treasure in the grocery store may be his means.

Otherwise, how could it be possible that the fairy treasure that was perfectly integrated in his body would suddenly jump out uncontrollably.

You must know that "Heshan Map" is an extremely powerful existence among the heavenly artifacts, and when Emperor Wu Dao was in ancient times, in order to find the existence of Hua Dao, he completely integrated himself into the immortal treasure, which is equivalent to becoming its artifact spirit .

There is no weapon spirit in this picture, the weapon spirit is the beautiful fairy herself.

Its sudden destruction at this moment is equivalent to destroying the foundation of Wu Dao practice.

The key is that her fusion with Tu has completely become one, how could it be possible that she suddenly lost control of Xianbao?
It's like a person who is alive and awake suddenly loses control of his body, it's simply horrifying, isn't it?

If this mysterious sage didn't do anything, Immortal Emperor Wu Dao wouldn't believe it.

"Perhaps destroying the emperor's foundation is his punishment for being my enemy."

Chess pieces have the self-consciousness of chess pieces.

Even if the other party directly kills her, the beautiful fairy can completely understand it.

Who is to say that his realm is extremely unpredictable, and he is still a saint who has a high-level dispute with Teacher Wangyou.

My little work is still the kind that is put on the surface, and it is no different from the fish on other people's chopping boards.

It was delivered to your door today, and it was a situation where you couldn't resist at will.

In the midst of great sadness and horror, the other party said that he wanted to 'create' a picture for himself, what could Immortal Wu Dao do?
"The key is for me to have the strength and possibility to refuse~"

"You can do whatever you want, as if I don't agree with the natal fairy treasure "The Map of Rivers and Mountains" and it can be restored to its original state."

Desperate to the point of losing himself, after such a turn of events, Immortal Emperor Wu Dao watched indifferently as this young man with an innocent temperament spread out paper and studied ink, and started painting seriously.

The brush and ink blended vividly on the paper, and the moment the other party was painting, the Taoist rhyme was naturally revealed, and for a moment the absolutely uncontrollable mind sank into it.

Because the painting of rivers and mountains suddenly destroyed its self-damaged foundation, it was slowly repaired with the brushstrokes of the young man who looked like a normal person.

Just watching him paint, the emperor is freed from the state of being completely integrated into the map of rivers and mountains, just like the artifact spirit has completely lost its connection with the fairy artifact itself.

Just watching him flick his brush, the gate of the Dao of Painting that I, Wu Dao, dreamed of opened unconsciously, and I jumped into the semi-sacred realm that can grasp the Dao of Painting.

What kind of peerless and terrifying powerful figure is he?
More importantly, his painting is completely different from what the Emperor has seen.

"Mr. Dare to ask, in this painting there is the agility of the wind, the softness of the water, the tenacity of the mountain, and the vitality of the wood."

"How can a mere paintbrush show so much content?"

A moment later, despite the danger of being obliterated, the extremely beautiful fairy was still very determined to turn the mountain that was pressing on her heart into words, and asked...

(End of this chapter)