4671: C4671 It's Hard to Draw a Tiger's Skin and Bones

C4671 It's Hard to Draw a Tiger's Skin and Bones

Qing Quan heaved a sigh of relief. It didn't sound too exaggerated.

"But even if it's one in a million years, the Master of Power has been expelled for 130 million years. That's also 13 pieces... It's still very scary."

Qin Gan nodded. "That's right, so the Cultural God back then was actually very strong. However, what does the Cultural God belong to? It's that kind of great technique. If he was really given time, the paintings he accumulated would be extremely terrifying."

Qin Guang frowned, "Doesn't that mean that he's invincible in the same realm?"

Chu Yan should be strong, right?

But no matter how strong he was, he was still just a single person.

If a single Wenshen can't beat you, then make a dozen or so.

Everyone's realm was the same.

Qin Gan nodded: "More or less."

Qin Guang was helpless: "Dad, aren't you worried? If that's the case, then who can fight him?"

Qin Gan laughed, "What are you afraid of? The Cultural God's inheritance had a huge drawback, and that was that it was unable to create a painting that was more powerful than itself. As long as Chu reaches a higher level, the number of people won't be the advantage anymore. "

Qin Guang thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

It made sense.

The quantity and quality were obviously more important.

However, after a while, Qingqing's face drooped again. "Father, are you kidding me? The Cultural God is the master of strength! My realm is at the ceiling... "

Qin Gan laughed, "Who knows? Let's talk about it later. The Lord of Power... may not be the end of the path of cultivation. Furthermore, I have always felt that the cultivation method of the Lord of Power may not be correct. "

Qin Guang was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Qin Gan said lightly, "Let me ask you, what is the Lord of Power? It is to snatch the Power of the Heavens and the Earth for one's own use, to go against the universe, to enter nothingness. However, if this path is correct, why did the Master of Power and the others leave? And yet, they were still desperately trying to return. There were also the Nine Realms... Many years ago, there were rumors that the true path to the supreme realm... It will definitely be in the Nine Realms."

Qin Guang fell silent, not saying anything.

That's true.

It was still early.

At this moment, he raised his head to look at the battlefield, but his brows furrowed. "It's not going to be easy... One versus six!"

The Iron Faced Scholar's strength surpassed everyone else's.

Not only was he very strong, he also had three paintings of the Unspecialized realm.

This was a bit scary.

When Tian Jue and the Qilin saw this, their hearts trembled.

This time, there were three of them, but before they came, they all thought that Tian Jue would be the Expert today.

But now, it seemed like it wasn't the case.

The iron-faced scholar hid himself even more deeply than anyone else.

The kirin shot to the sky and said, "If you were to meet him, how much of a chance would you have?"

It's hard to say. If it were him, I wouldn't be afraid. But with these three paintings, I definitely wouldn't be a match for him. Unspecialized realm, there's not that much of a difference. It's very difficult to kill him... "

Chi!

However, before Heaven's End's voice faded.

In the distance, a shocking sword light slashed down.

Boom!

The Spirit God's painting was directly pierced through by the sword, and then exploded in the air, turning into countless ink and the power of the Great Dao.

The corners of Tian Jue's mouth twitched.

This was a bit of a slap in the face.

The Iron Paired Scholar felt his heart ache as he looked at the shattered painting.

Previously, he had thought that if he had the chance, he would be able to draw over a thousand pieces of the Unleashing Art. At that time, even if the Master of Power returned, he would have the confidence to fight him.

But now, he had only accumulated three pieces, and yet, one of them had been instantly destroyed.

Chu Yan smiled and said, "Drawing Dao... is a bit interesting. This Dao is really interesting. Unfortunately, the truth of these paintings is not enough. There are only shapes and no gods! "

After saying that, he disappeared with a swoosh and charged towards Warlord's painting.

He struck out with his palm.

Warlord's painting threw out a punch, but with a cracking sound, it retreated several steps.

Chu Yan shook his head. "The difference is too great. The painting is still a painting, after all. The physical body, experience, and strength are not something a real person can compare with."

"I can roughly tell that although these paintings have the shapes of Warlord, the Cultural God, and the others, however, combat experience and the circulation of the Great Dao come from you. I feel that it's meaningless for you to be like this. These paintings are just you who have changed your appearance. Instead, they are somewhat flashy but not practical. "

Chu Yan commented as he fought, "If I were you, I would draw a lot of self-portraits. If I threw them on the battlefield, it would be hard to tell if they were real or fake. Furthermore, I feel that if I paint myself, the strength of the painting will increase instead. After all, the person who understands you the most in this world is yourself. That is the strongest. "

The iron-faced scholar listened with a grim face.

Draw me?

To be honest, he had never thought of it.

He wasn't the only one. In fact, all the Painters were the same. They rarely chose to draw themselves.

Even some artists who didn't cultivate rarely painted themselves.

This was because to the Painters, especially the ones who copied them, there were two key factors. One was the hand that held the brush, and the other was the eye.

Any painter had to have a pair of bright eyes, and everything that they drew was seen from their eyes.

However, the eyes were usually unable to see themselves.

But at this moment, when the iron-faced scholar heard Chu Yan's words, he sank into deep thought.

"Only by drawing yourself will you become stronger?"

Is that so?

He did not know.

Actually, his painting path had also met a bottleneck.

It had been a long time since he broke through.

Chu Yan sneered. "Painters rarely paint themselves because they can't see themselves. But I feel that this isn't right. A real painter... Painters should put their heart into painting and rely on their eyes to paint. In the end, there are still flaws, but they are just incompatible with each other. As the saying went, it was hard to draw a tiger's skin and bones. A dragon would never be a fake dragon without a pen in the point of view realm. The dragon on the paper is not the dragon in the sky."

The iron-faced scholar fell into deep thought.

Is that so?

He actually felt a bit unhappy in his heart.

He was the expert in painting, but today Chu Yan actually gave him advice on painting.

But he was not in a hurry to refute.

As a genius of Wenshu Sect, he had been able to reach this stage today. He had always understood one principle, and that was to not rush to deny other people's opinions.

Sometimes, it was easier for observers to see things clearly.

The iron-faced scholar carefully thought about some of Chu Yan's words.

He drew with his heart, and not with his eyes?

Swoosh!

Suddenly, the iron-faced scholar retreated a thousand meters. He actually took out an exquisite painting brush from his interspatial space ring, and then took out a drawing board and a drawing book. He directly began to draw on the spot.

The main point was that this time, he picked up the painting brush and actually slowly closed his eyes before drawing.

The moment he closed his eyes, everything in the world turned black.

He was actually a little panicked.

As an artist, he relied on his own eyes.

In the past, when he drew, he would use his own eyes to observe.

However, today, he wanted to try painting with his mind.

He had never tried it before. He closed his eyes and raised the brush in his hand in the air for a long time, but it did not fall after a long time.

There was no way to draw.

As a painter, he actually did not know how to draw for a while.

Qilin and Tianjue both frowned. What was going on?

You went to draw during the great battle?

But the two of them couldn't say anything.

After all, up until now, the Iron Faced Scholar was still painting, and he had even dedicated two Unspecialized Realms in battle.

The Qilin said in a low voice, "He seems to have some new insights. Don't disturb him, let's go together."

Tian Jue nodded. "It's a good thing that he can still gain some insights at the level of Unspecialized realm. The two of us will try our best to delay it."

The Qilin thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "Let's do it!"

Whoosh!

In the next moment, the two of them attacked at the same time.

"Kill!"

The Qilin let out a low roar, and its entire body once again burned with a blue underworld flame.

On the other side, Tian Jue also unleashed his full power. He clasped his hands together, and pulled out a spear from an unknown space, then he quickly thrust it towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan looked at the metal-masked scholar, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted. He didn't disturb him.

Logically speaking, as an enemy, the first thing he should do should be to destroy the comprehension of the iron-faced scholar. That should be the way.

But he didn't, because he also wanted to verify whether his thoughts were correct or not.

In the distance.

Qin Guang looked at him and urgently said, "Nonsense, supporting the enemy in battle? Isn't that so? Once the iron-faced scholar had a new comprehension and took another step forward, this kid would only be even more troublesome. "

Qin Gan said lightly, "That's why this is him. Absolute confidence."

Qin Guang did not say anything.

...

Bang!

Crack!

On the battlefield.

The five figures once again engaged in battle.

Chu Yan was fighting four people at the same time, and he was also incredibly brave. In the depths of his left hand, countless red lines were flowing out from his arm. When he fused with the Heaven Refining Sword, blood flowed out from his body. It formed a great cycle with the Heaven Refining Divine Sword, completing the external bone attachment.

Then, he fiercely swept forward.

Pu!

Tian Jue, along with the divine spear in his hand, was once again forced back.

On the other side, the Qilin once again transformed into an enormous bone beast. A large foot trampled down like a small mountain.

Chu Yan stood on the spot without dodging, and pushed his palm forward.

Bang!

The ground shattered.

The huge foot stopped in its tracks.

At this time, Warlord and Wenshen quickly approached from the two wings. One used a spear and the other used a pen, but their attacks were very simple.

Warlord's spear did not seem like a spear, and the Literary God's brush did not look like a brush. The two of them were, after all, drawn by the iron-faced scholar, so they did not have a very powerful spear path.

The Literary God's pen was not bad, but the Iron Paired Scholar only knew how to use a pen to draw. He did not use a pen when fighting, but a sword.

Therefore, at this moment, the two people's spears and brushes were waving in front of them like swords.

The Wenshen was a bit better. The brush was not too long, so it could be used as a sword.1

Warlord was a little distressed.

His spear was too long. At this moment, it was swung like a sword, and he almost stabbed himself several times.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed Warlord's Long Spear with his bare hands. He pulled it with force and threw a punch.

Bang!

Warlord was sent flying on the spot.

He turned around and kicked out, shattering the writing god's brush. Then, he swung the Heaven Refining Divine Sword.

Pu!

The writing god turned into a puddle of ink and disappeared.

Chu Yan shook his head. "There's too much of a difference. As long as you are a person, you will have something you are good at and not good at."

Even he himself was the same. Although he had opened the universe, the path of weapons was still dominated by swords, so he had always used swords.

If he created a clone and held a spear, it would not be convenient.

The Qilin and Heaven's End both stabilized their bodies, their faces gloomy. "Damn it, what do we do now?"

"The two of us are no match for him."

Heaven's End raised his head and looked at the iron-faced scholar.

The Qilin said, "Should we awaken him?"

There was no time.

Tian Jue gritted his teeth. "No need. Let him continue!"

He knew very well that with Chu Yan's current combat strength, even if the Iron-Faced Scholar woke up, the three of them would still not be a match for him.

Don't forget, the Eternal Solar sword technique that Chu Yan used to kill Chen Patriarch and the Combat Soul had yet to be used.

The people of the Genesis Tier didn't know that the Eternal Solar sword technique was the Heaven Refining sword technique, so they were now called the Eternal Solar celestial method.

So if they wanted to win, they had to have a breakthrough point!

The iron-faced scholar was their only chance right now.

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