738: C738 Painting

C738 Painting

After leaving the girl's room, Chen Yi returned to his apartment next door.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the city of Tianjin Port.

His parents were here. Chen Yi was not in a hurry to take revenge since he had come back to life.

Whether it was the people who used nuclear weapons or the great cultivators of Fengan, they would still be on this planet.

Revenge wasn't something urgent.

Besides, he had gained even more this time.

There was a golden core the size of a grain of rice next to the three-colored Primordial Swallowing Golden Core in his dantian.

The second golden core!

This was the golden core that Chen Yi had forcefully condensed the nuclear energy within his body and cultivated.

In fact, there were many ways to cultivate the Second Golden Core in the cultivation world.

On Earth, where the Golden Core Stage was at the peak, some of the favored children of heaven had chosen other paths after being unable to break through the shackles of the golden core.

That was to cultivate another Golden Core, this type of technique was called the second Golden Core.

This second Golden Core was different from the Golden Core Stage Golden Core. It was more like an external Golden Core.

For example, the second Golden Core. When a bottle was filled with water, the spilled water would be placed in a smaller container.

In the beginning, the Second Golden Core Technique attracted many people's attention, but later on, many cultivators discovered the drawbacks of the Second Golden Core.

That was the enormous burden on the Dantian. Not only that, but the Second Golden Core required a long time to condense, and the control of the Golden Core within the body was even more extraordinary than ordinary people.

As for its effect, it was sometimes even less useful than a Golden Core Stage medicinal pill.

After all, this Second Golden Core was a Great Dao Golden Core that could reach the Golden Core Stage, and it was different. It was simply like a container that stored the power of a Golden Core.

This was also the reason why the Second Golden Core disappeared in the end, and there were no more cultivators who tried to cultivate the Second Golden Core.

The reason why Chen Yi was able to cultivate the nuclear energy in his body to the Second Golden Core, which was the size of a grain of rice, was also because he had cultivated it 500 years ago. He had cultivated 10 Second Golden Core, and finally. . . With these ten Second Golden Core, he had forcefully broken through the shackles of the Great Path Golden Core in his body, allowing it to transform. He had just transcended the Heavenly Tribulation from five hundred years ago.

Including those Reincarnators, no one should be able to compare to Chen Yi in terms of experience in cultivating the Second Golden Core.

At the moment of life and death, even if Chen Yi didn't know what kind of power was protecting him, what was his purpose?

However, within the boundless life force, Chen Yi's first reaction was to use this life force to obtain the greatest benefits.

He would cultivate that chaotic, corrosive, and penetrating nuclear energy into a second Golden Core. If he succeeded in cultivating this second Golden Core, he would then merge it into the Mortal Saber Technique.

The power of this saber was something that even the Five Elements Ancient Pagoda could not block.

In the apartment, Chen Yi looked at the second Golden Core inside his body. Although it was only the size of a grain of rice, he would be able to cultivate it sooner or later.

The cultivation method of the second Golden Core was different from the Great Dao Golden Core. At first, it looked like a Golden Core, but in fact, the power of this Golden Core was not even comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage of the Spiritual Altar.

Fortunately, Chen Yi was not in a hurry to cultivate the Second Golden Core.

Finally, under his gaze, in the office building opposite him, a woman hurriedly entered the office.

Chen Yi looked at the middle-aged woman and revealed a faint smile.

The woman was naturally Lee Wenyun. Chen Yi quietly looked at his mother for a moment, then he walked out of the apartment.

Chen Yi took out a bank card from his interspatial Ancestor Ring and rented a supermarket.

He took a taxi again and went to the city center to buy a large pile of painting papers. He took the opportunity to go to Chen Weiguo to see his father.

Chen Weiguo was working as a security guard in a wealthy district in Tianjin Port. Chen Yi glanced at him and did not find any other spies or bad intentions around him, so he left with a peace of mind.

Back at the supermarket, Chen Yi casually bought some tables and chairs. He did not care about the surrounding environment and took out a brush.

He didn't buy this brush. It was something he had left behind when he had studied the Dao of Painting. It wasn't a magical item in the Ancestor Ring.

Chen Yi's mind was filled with the concept of the painting.

"A painting takes one day to the earth. The meaning enters the paper by three points, and the realm and ink become one. A painting takes one day to the earth. The meaning enters the paper by three points, and the realm and ink become one. "

Chen Yi muttered softly. It sounded simple, but it was too difficult to draw a painting that could affect people.

Even if Chen Yi was proficient in painting, he could draw out the artistic conception in his heart and even absorb his consciousness into it. It was like giving life to a mischievous stone and giving plants and vegetation wisdom.

However, if he could do it, Chen Yi's divine sense and state of mind would undergo a transformation.

After entering the world, Chen Yi finally felt the shortcoming of his state of mind.

Since he was born, he had been adopted by the master of Profound Essence Sect and had been cultivating in the Immortal Gate.

Over the long years, half of them had been in secluded cultivation, and a third of them had been competing with each other.

Therefore, his blade was pure and indomitable.

It was the same with his Dao!

A thousand years ago, in just a hundred years, he had dominated all the immortal sects.

Even during this thousand years, he was like a wind that was out of this world, sweeping across the world.

He had never been able to enter the world of mortals.

Only now, he had truly entered the endless mortal world.

His parents, his sister, the Chen family, the Yun family. . . All of them, he couldn't even part with them.

However, Chen Yi had just realized that he could not part with them. This also meant that he was unable to split himself apart.

If he were to fight against a great cultivator from Feng An, he would have no choice but to participate in the battle just because his family was in danger.

How could Chen Yi not know about Feng An's killing intent and plan in this battle?

He still went. One man, one saber, even though his saber had broken through the treasure of Nascent Soul, he was still almost killed by the most powerful weapon of war in this era.

If it were not for the existence of that mysterious person, perhaps he would have already died.

Chen Yi looked at the brush and ink in his hand. He did not write for a long time. He didn't even know where he had drawn his brush from.

In his mind, he wasn't painting. Instead, his thoughts were flowing.

The price of entering the world to cultivate, If he was not heartless, how could he not have any worries in his heart?

The world of mortals is endless. I had thought that the people of the world were foolish, but now I realized that if I was in the world of mortals, I would be no different from the people of the world.

Chen Yi had a faint feeling in his heart, and the brush and ink in his hand fell down.

Under his brush and ink, he drew a sea of people.

His eyes slowly closed. In his memory, the once crowded sea of people was like a myriad of living beings.

This painting depicted the faces of thousands of people on this three-foot-long piece of paper, the postures of thousands of people.

It was like an ancient city. Within the ancient city, all living beings were busy and had their own requests.

When Chen Yi opened his eyes, a painting had already been completed. If this painting was placed in the eyes of an ordinary person, it could indeed be considered an extremely exquisite painting.

However, as soon as it transformed, it gently floated down onto the ground.

Chen Yi looked at the blank piece of paper in front of him and continued to draw. However, this time, the speed of his creation had already slowed down.

The immortal mountain was majestic, and everything in the world was lively.

This second painting was like a world of Xianxia. There were people riding on swords, and there were people controlling demons.

As the second painting fell, Chen Yi started drawing the third one.

On this day, Chen Yi only drew three paintings in total.

When the third painting slowly fell to the ground, Chen Yi looked at the dim scenery outside. He slowly walked out of the supermarket and returned to his apartment.

When he returned to work, he happened to see the woman next door in pajamas taking out takeout.

"Hello!"

The woman was a little surprised when she saw Chen Yi for the second time, but she still greeted him politely.

"Hello!" Chen Yi smiled.

After that. Chen Yi spent the rest of his time painting in the city. Occasionally, he would have some contact with some of the women who worked in the city for the past nine to five days.

Eventually, one day, when Chen Yi was painting his seventeenth painting, Someone slowly walked in.

Chen Yi had never closed the door before. It was not surprising that someone had come in.

The person who came in was the girl next to Chen Yi. She seemed to have walked in because she was Chen Yi's neighbor.

In fact, she had been paying attention to Chen Yi for a few days.

She did not understand why a student who looked like he was still in college would paint in this shabby supermarket every day.

As she thought about it. . . She gently picked up a painting and looked at it.

On the painting, it seemed to be a woman riding a boat, accompanied by mountains and lakes.

The woman looked at the person on the painting. Suddenly, she seemed to have fallen into it and was in the middle of the mountain and lake, swimming freely in the world in the painting.

But very quickly, the woman reacted. She looked at the painting in her hand and turned pale with fright.

When she raised her head, she found that Chen Yi had stopped painting and was looking at her quietly.

"Hello, I am your neighbor. My name is Zhou Miaoke!"

The woman greeted him awkwardly, "I just saw you painting here every day. Are you a student of the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Chen Yi looked at the woman and gently smiled, "No, I'm just doing some drawing since I have nothing to do. "0

"If you like it, I don't mind giving you the painting in my hand. "

Zhou Miao was stunned. She was immediately overjoyed. "Really?!"

"Yes!"

Chen Yi put down the brush and ink and slowly got up. " It's time for me to go home too! "

"Good, good!" Zhou Miaoke quickly agreed, and then the two of them returned to the same floor of the apartment at the same time.

Chen Yi returned to his room and sat quietly.

The paintings that he had drawn for the past few days had made his heart calm to the extreme.

Time passed quietly. In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

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