In the past, the realm was low, and I couldn’t understand these six-stroke paintings, but instinctively thought it was the most mysterious.

Now that he has mastered the ‘rules of mixing holes’ and has become the Seven Tribulations Realm of the Yuanshen, Meng Chuan looked closely, but he was a little confused.

"This stroke, at first glance, seems to tear the chaos and open up the universe." Meng Chuan murmured, "If you look at it carefully, it seems that everything is condensed into one, and everything is in one stroke. At first glance, this stroke seems to be It represents all the space I see."

"If you think about it carefully, the rules of mixing holes, the rules of space, the blade of the sky...I have mastered it."

"What do I know, what will I see?"

Meng Chuan was a little shocked.

See what you have in your heart.

This six-stroke painting is really weird.

"From the perspective of the rules of mixing holes, look carefully at Liubi painting." Meng Chuan temporarily abandoned other ideas, because among the rules he has mastered, the rules of mixing holes are the strongest, and perhaps he can better understand the mystery of Liubi painting.

Time passed slowly.

Meng Chuan has been staring at the six-stroke painting, and his hometown real body and many clones are also comprehending these six-stroke paintings.

Look at the first pen first, then the second pen...

Six strokes, each one is different!

It's like observing an object. It looks different from the front, back, left, right, top, and bottom.

In this ‘six-stroke painting’, Meng Chuan looked at the ‘Mixed Hole Rules’ from different levels. Meng Chuan, as the controller of the mixing hole rules, did not have so many levels of understanding of the Hung Hole rules.

"Curious and wonderful six-stroke painting." Meng Chuan had been watching for a full ten years before he started to pick up his brush.

The first stroke was drawn slowly, and Meng Chuan shook his head, drawing too far.

Obviously I understand, and I really paint with pen, but I find that my understanding is still superficial.

...

After watching the six-stroke painting for ten years and writing for twenty-three years, he painted the first six-stroke painting that Meng Chuan was satisfied with.

This painting is dark and terrifying.

Six staggered...

It's like a real mixed hole in front of you.

Meng Chuan looked at the painting in front of him and nodded slightly: "It is done, and finally the whole mixing hole rules can be drawn with only six strokes."

All the mysteries of the rules of mixing holes are contained in these six strokes.

"Fortunately, since I have practiced, I have been watching the world with the eyes of a painter. I am accustomed to this practice. Only then can I draw an original rule with only six strokes." Meng Chuan secretly said, drawing an original rule with six strokes. Before coming to paint the sacred mountain, Meng Chuan didn't believe he could do it. Each of the thirty-two paintings left by Daojun Shanwu is extremely complicated.

It is because of the original rules that are inherently endless and vast. The more strokes, the more sure to integrate into the complete rules.

Six pens?

Meng Chuan also saw the six-stroke painting, was guided, and with his talent for painting, he finally drew the ‘six-stroke painting’ with the rules of mixing holes.

"This is just a six-stroke painting based on the rules of mixing caves." Meng Chuan gazes over the walls of the cave house, looking at the six-stroke paintings on the towering ninety thousand-li-high mountain wall, "but the real original painting is capable of Incorporate into any kind of rules."

"Try the rules of space."

Meng Chuan watched again.

With the first experience, this time it was much faster. After watching March and writing for a year, I successfully painted the ‘six-stroke painting’ of spatial rules.

"It's done."

In one year of writing, he failed many times, but Meng Chuan finally succeeded this time. Looking at the six-stroke painting of ‘Spatial Rules’ in front of him, he seemed to see the complete spatial rules.

"Two six-stroke paintings, one with regular space and one with the rules of mixing holes." Meng Chuan placed both paintings in front of him. The styles of the two paintings are very different, one is dark and terrifying, the other is vast and peaceful, but The same is six strokes.

"Six strokes?"

Meng Chuan compared the two paintings, "You can also try to paint the rules of the sky in the same way, but now I only understand the part of the rules of the sky, let's try to paint the blade of the sky first!"

Meng Chuan raised his head and continued to look at the six-stroke painting on the lofty mountain wall, trying to understand the blade of the sky from the perspective of the'six-stroke painting'.

This time, time was faster.

Once he was born and twice familiar, it is obvious that he understands the rules from the perspective of Liubi painting. It is getting easier for Meng Chuan. This time, after only watching for a day, Meng Chuan has gained something and began to try to paint the Blade of Heaven.

When Meng Chuan started painting, his understanding of Liubi painting became clearer. He understood that Liubi painting was a deconstruction of everything. After deconstructing the rules of mixing holes, rules of space, and the blade of the sky... …Meng Chuan is more familiar with the deconstruction method of Liubi painting.

This time Kaitian Blade only tried to paint for half an hour--

"boom."

In the world of Meng Chuan’s primordial spirit, there are six strokes that appear thoroughly and concisely. They are intertwined to form a mysterious rune containing endless power. This rune becomes a part of the world of Mengchuan’s primordial spirit and is also integrated into the scroll In the soul.

"This—" Meng Chuan's brush stopped, and there were six faint marks in the depths of his eyes.

Meng Chuan looked up.

Wow!

The entire painting sacred mountain, the entire mountain and Wu secret realm, and even the vast void beyond the secret realm.

In Meng Chuan's eyes, it has become a vast painting. This huge painting has a total of six layers superimposed, and each layer is different. In this superimposed painting, there are countless creatures, the Poison Eye Master of the Six Tribulations Realm, the Sun Star, the Lunar Star, the countless barren stars, the world of life, and naturally there is the sacred mountain of painting. Everything exists in the painting and is a part of the painting.

The creatures in the painting have different appearances on the six levels, some are hideous and evil, some are peaceful and peaceful, and some are just a skeleton...

The celestial bodies in the painting, such as the sun star, the lunar star, and the world of life, are also different in different layers. Some are flames, some are light, and some are a drop of ink...

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An old man with long black hair and long beard was sleeping soundly on a boulder. There was a small stove next to the boulder, and a pot of wine drank most of it. The pot of wine leaned against the edge of the boulder, and a drop of wine dripped.

The surrounding area was very calm and ordinary, and the pot of wine was still warm.

But outside of Dashi's Zhang Xu, there are rapid changes.

The vast land quickly turned into the ocean...The ocean dried up again, exposing the mountains...The mountains turned into mud, and countless people lived and proliferated here to form a civilization...It turned into a vast uninhabited swamp...

The surrounding scenes are constantly changing.

The timeline is advancing at a terrifying speed, ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years...

However, the old man was lying down in the Xu area around the big stone, but time was almost stagnant. He slept for a while, the hip flask was still warm, and the outside world has not known how many years have passed.

At the moment when the ‘six-bi rune’ was condensed in the world of Mengchuan’s primordial spirit, the sleeping elderly man slowly opened his eyes, and the timeline stood still!

The elder man with long beard opened his eyes, and in his eyes he saw the shocked Meng Chuan who had condensed the'six-stroke rune' in front of the painting holy mountain. Looking at Meng Chuan, the old man with long beard smiled: "I We need one more junior."