Douluo's magic pen

The ancient tree in the painting turned into a huge shadow, catching Shen Yi and Ning Rongrong the moment they were about to fall to the ground.

"what is this?"

The huge vitality made Shen Yi temporarily regain his consciousness, and at the same time he saw this ancient tree towering between heaven and earth.

"That painting?"

Shen Yi thought silently in his heart.

Shen Yi has been studying the painting whenever he has free time these days, so he knows very well that the ancient tree in front of him is the ancient tree in his painting.

Shen Yi had once imagined that this ancient tree could be realized because the vitality in it did not seem to be fake, but existed in real terms. But he didn't dare to try, because once it materialized, the ancient tree would disappear. Even if the vitality in it was real, Shen Yi didn't believe it could last forever.

If it can truly last forever, it is equivalent to creation, and creating a brand new creature, even a tree, is not something that humans or the gods in Douluo Continent can do.

Although Shen Yi has traveled to this Douluo World for twelve years, he still remembers the original plot in Douluo Continent, as well as the gods in the divine world. No one or god can do all this.

At most, it is just like the painting Shen Yi saw before. The best that can be done is to make the painting come alive, but it is impossible to make it last forever.

"But this one actually came to save me at this time? It's impossible. There must be someone behind the scenes, but I don't know who it is."

At this moment, Shen Yi's mind was very clear, and he did not get carried away by the surprise of being rescued, causing him to make mistakes in judgment. Everything that's happening now is definitely someone's fault.

After experiencing too much and seeing too much, Shen Yi had long since given up on that naive idea. If something incredible happens and it was not planned by you, then someone must have intervened.

There were accidents, but because Shen Yi was familiar with this world, he ruled out accidents directly.

Perhaps sensing Shen Yi's thoughts, a ray of light fell on Shen Yi from the scroll floating in the air, and Shen Yi also felt that his thinking became clearer. He seemed to be floating away from his body, flying Toward the painting in the distance.

"This is not something a mortal can do." Shen Yi judged immediately when he felt himself flying towards the painting.

Shen Yi is not a novice. His understanding of the world is second to none. In his opinion, he already has similar answers to many things.

So when this situation occurred, Shen Yi judged that it was probably a certain god's backhand.

"Is there such a powerful god in the divine world? Or is there a painting god?"

There should be no such thing. Among the known gods that appear in Douluo, there is no painting god. But the painting that Shen Yi got before was not a fake. The ancient tree in the sky really came to life, and he could feel the breath of life in it even through the painting.

It still exists after a long time. This is no longer something that can be achieved by ordinary superb skills. It is not an exaggeration to call it a painting saint.

"It seems that we can only know the answer by meeting that person." Shen Yi sighed secretly.

There is a figure on Shen Yi's painting. I thought it didn't match the painting well before, but now I think it must be the owner of the painting.

On the way up, Shen Yi's sight expanded, and he had a different experience just looking at his body. However, Ning Rongrong next to him was really a sight to behold.

"I'm not dead, is it necessary to cry so miserably?"

In fact, what Shen Yi didn't know was that his body was no longer breathing at this time. Although there was still a heartbeat, he would probably be dead to a normal person.

"Forget it, leave her alone, let's go see that existence." Shen Yi put aside his distracting thoughts and got lost in the painting.

As soon as the scene turned, Shen Yizhi felt the world spin for a while, and he appeared on a lush green grassland. The surroundings were extremely empty. Looking further into the distance, he could only see a blank color.

"Is this the world in the painting? I don't know if I can do it in the future." Shen Yi felt hot in his heart. He seems to have seen the future.

Mountains, rivers and land, the world in the painting, is nothing more than this.

But now he had to settle the matter in front of him first. Shen Yi looked at the only human figure he met on the grass. There was originally an ancient tree here, but now it appeared outside. And the figure in this painting is also a back view just like outside the painting.

"I wonder if your Majesty can meet me." Shen Yi saluted.

There was not much vigilance, the other party had no ill intentions, and he himself was a dead person, relying on the other party to survive.

"Okay." A pleasant voice came, and the figure in front of Shen Yi turned around.

However, Shen Yi still didn't see the appearance of the person in front of him, as a layer of fog covered his face. Shen Yi still couldn't tell who this was.

"You don't seem too surprised."

I don't know why Shen Yi noticed a smile even though he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him.

"No, I'm actually very surprised, but more out of curiosity. Sometimes surprise doesn't account for much in front of curiosity. Instead of being surprised that I can't see your face, I'm more curious about why you saved me. And what brought me here.”

Shen Yi was indeed surprised, but more out of curiosity. His feeling couldn't be wrong. Only the tree in that painting was alive, and the human figure was just a vivid portrait.

But now this figure can talk to himself, which is a bit strange and I don't understand.

Compared with the vague feeling of not being able to see anyone, Shen Yi also had some guesses in his mind, it was just that the gap in strength level was too big.

"It's not that I brought you here, but that your talent has met the requirements to get here. Even the action just now is the same. This painting has a certain consciousness. In his judgment, you should be alive. Instead of dying." The figure said calmly.

But Shen Yi heard some different meanings. This painting, that is to say, the figure in front of him did not actually belong to this painting.

"Then what kind of talent is this?" Shen Yi asked puzzledly.

He has talent, but when it comes to surpassing Tang San, there is still a big gap between him and him. After all, Tang San is the protagonist of this world, and Shen Yi is just an outsider. He has neither a golden finger nor a system. He only has this pretty good talent. It is still impossible to surpass Tang San.

"You are the only one who has seen through the essence of this painting, so you have the talent to come here." The figure said.

Hearing this, Shen Yi asked in confusion: "Just see through this painting? And it's just me?"

"That's it. Although it is incredible, you are the only one who has seen through the essence of this painting since its creation." The figure waved his arm as if stroking something.

"This painting is older than you think, but no one has seen over the years that the tree in this painting is actually alive."

"Then it...is it about to die?" Shen Yi's deep voice sounded.

This made the figure stunned, and looked at Shen Yi with admiration, "Yes, because no living thing is eternal, the vitality in this painting is about to be exhausted, and it is about to come to an end. Maybe it won't be long before it It will become an ordinary painting with nothing special about it.”