Over Qingcheng.

"Um?"

The snake-body-faced Zhuntian Demon Ancestor swirled in the sky, and his huge body exuded the pressure of strong over the world. He looked at the incarnation of Emperor Taichu in surprise, "Taichu, would you rather bear my attack than expose your breath?"

Through the power of the attack on the line of cause and effect, he could fully sense that the true body of Taichu who was far away in Sucheng, under his attack, the true body's soul had been broken!

Logically speaking, with his strength, even if he is in the human world, even if he has been able to surpass the upper limit, he will not be able to threaten the attack along the line of cause and effect as long as Taichu uses causal means.

He just wanted to use this causal attack to force Taichu to reveal his breath.

But... Taichu did not resist, and had no intention of showing magical powers at all, but just resisted with the soul!

The incarnation he descended from the Demon Ancestor has also been elevated to a level beyond the limit of the human world. Following the full-strength attack of the cause and effect line, Taichu dared not to use his means and only rely on his soul to resist?

It’s like a master who is good at fighting. If he lies flat, he will definitely die even if he encounters a croaker.

So, he could feel that Taichu's soul was also broken on the spot.

"How is it possible? Even if you are afraid of waking up 'it', you won't die..."

Zhutian Demon Ancestor became more and more surprised and confused, and even more confused was why Taichu left such an incarnation?

It was like intentionally seducing him.

Could it be that he wanted to scheming Mingye and tempt him to pay more?

Or is there any other purpose?

In short, he couldn't believe that the dignified Emperor Taichu would allow him to attack like this, and would rather break the soul than resist.

Just then—

"What's the matter..."

The incarnation of the Taichu Emperor, the "Golden Robe Emperor", closed his eyes and muttered an irritable mutter like a dream, as if he was driving away a fly, gently waved his sleeve robe.

"boom!"

With his sleeves waved, the 18,000 strange lights and phenomena behind him began to intertwine and gather, and in an instant it turned into a world phantom surrounded by chaos!

This world seems to be located in the center of the boundless chaos, like the first world that was born in the chaos, and it seems endless. The sun, moon, stars, and all spirits worship each other, exuding the oldest and eternal aura, which is the place of the beginning!

"Boom!!"

The huge phantom of the Taichu Land, with his sleeves swing, immediately crashed into the Zhutian Demon Ancestor, carrying an irresistible terrifying power, and rumbled over him!

"Taichu..."

Zhutian Demon Ancestor murmured, looking at the shadow of the Taichu Land that was pressing forward in front of him in shock, as if the Taichu Land that was reflected countless years ago.

He recognized it at a glance, and this was the world where he was born.

The use of 100,800 Taos to rule the world and manifest the phantom of the Taichu land is the trick of Emperor Taichu!

At that time, he was still Zhu Jiuyin, and could only look up at the Emperor of Heaven standing above the Nine Heavens, allowing him to rule the many immortals and gods of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. The gap was so big. Even though the land of Taichu is now deserted, he has entered the way of heaven, but the gap with Emperor of Taichu is still outrageous!

The terrifying power of the phantom of the Taichu Land was overwhelmed by, and the Zhutian Demon Ancestor did not have the intention to resist at all, and his incarnation was instantly crushed into nothingness!

Immediately, the shadow of the Taichu land disappeared without a trace.

The sky has returned to calm.

The golden robe emperor put away his sleeves, turned his head to look at the golden crow girl, looked at her, and spoke, "Little Eleven?"

"Father!" The golden crow girl looked at the golden robe emperor happily.

She thought to herself that the father is indeed worthy of being the father. An ordinary demon ancestor like Zhutian Demon Ancestor can be killed on the spot with a wave of her sleeve!

"Father? Why don't you call me dad?" The golden robe emperor looked at the golden crow girl with a strange look, "But why are you so small again? I like big ones..."

The golden crow girl was stunned. She always felt that her father's eyes were a little weird, and she said carefully: "Dad?"

At this time, the world shook slightly, and the nearby space suddenly became distorted and blurred, as if it was isolated.

"Taichu."

A wisp of the best, saint, supreme will suddenly penetrate the endless distant place and descended into this isolated space. The majestic will spread between the sky and the earth, forming an illusory and beautiful phantom of a woman in a feathered garment.

"Nuwa!" the golden crow girl said in surprise.

Nuwa, did the projection of divine thoughts be brought down at this time?

Although the powerful powers on the way of heaven cannot come to incarnate on the earth like those of the powerful powers of the heretics, the divine thoughts are still very simple and do not require a medium.

Then, before the Golden Crow Girl could say anything, she felt a flash in front of her eyes and was rejected from this isolated space.

In isolated space.

"Nuwa?" The golden robe emperor looked at the phantom of Nuwa, but his eyes were as confused as if he was lost, and as vast as the sky.

"Taichu, why did you take action yourself?" asked Nuwa.

"I?"

The corners of the golden robe emperor's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Why do you think I look like the Emperor of Taichu? I am me, I am not the Emperor of Taichu."

The phantom of Nuwa was not surprised at all, but just nodded slightly and said, "Yes, since you and him have become one with the soul, it is neither Taichu nor him, but the new you."

The golden robe emperor was a little confused.

"But..." Nuwa's phantom looked at the golden robe emperor and whispered: "You took action in the world and didn't wake up 'it'? Is this the special thing about your unity with him?"

"I'm dreaming..." The golden robe emperor murmured.

"Dream?" Nuwa's divine thought phantom looked at the golden robe emperor and suddenly said, "Is this his magical power? The incarnation of dreams, so I can avoid 'it'?"

Why is this dream so weird? Nuwa looks so illusory? Is this a mosaic? The next plot will not be dissonant... The Golden Robe Emperor was a little confused, and then he felt dark in front of him.

The next moment, the incarnation dissipated.

Nuwa looked at the place where the golden robe emperor dissipated thoughtfully, and whispered to herself: "The heaven and the heretics are united... It's only six hundred years ago, is Taichu almost successful..."

Immediately, the phantom of Nuwa's divine thoughts also dissipated invisible.

...

...

Sucheng, in the calligraphy and painting shop in remote alleys.

Behind the screen, Lin Zhishui, who was lying on the small bed, still closed his eyes, was sleeping, muttering blurry murmurs in his mouth.

“Um…”

Suddenly, Lin Zhishui opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the ceiling in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and then slowly sat up and recalled the dream just now.

"Hiss..." He grabbed his scalp and muttered, "What dream did he have..."

He remembered that in a dream, in a hazy and illusory scene, two strange lights surged into his body, as if he had found himself, making him feel very comfortable.

Later, he remembered that the dream suddenly turned around, and something like that suddenly appeared in front of him, not knowing whether it was an earthworm or a baby snake. After slapped it away, he saw Xiao Eleven, who became a loli. Xiao Eleven called him "Father" in his dream. Later... If I remember correctly, Nuwa actually appeared?

Nuwa seems very beautiful, but...it looks like it is mosaic?

"It turns out that there is something to think about the day and dream about the night?"

Lin Zhishui rubbed her temples with some headaches, "I just met Xiao Shiyi two days ago. I dreamed of her after taking a nap. I even thought of her as such a petite little loli... I'm not a beast, damn... Why did I wake up so quickly??"

He rubbed his cheeks that were a little stiff when he was sleeping, and continued to recall his dream: "There are also Nuwa, what are you saying? But you are still mosaicing, shouldn't it... Cough, you have sinned and unintentional offense, all the blame for the broken book "The Changes of the Three Realms" that painted Nuwa so beautifully!"

After Lin Zhishui woke up, he had almost forgotten about that illusory dream, and his memory was blurred.

"Wash your face..."

Lin Zhishui got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face. After awakening, he returned to the desk and prepared to continue practicing painting.

After he cut the paper, he picked up a brush next to him - he did not use his beloved brush. He has been practicing with his beloved brush recently, and it is time to see his own level.

“Huh?”

After drawing a few strokes, Lin Zhishui was slightly stunned and looked at the brush in his hand strangely.

He painted the picture of the Taoist ancestors of the Three Pure Ones.

In recent times, he has been drawing pictures in "The Changes of the Three Realms" with his beloved brush. Because the pictures on it are too difficult, if he uses an ordinary brush, he will not copy them like him.

But now, when he uses an ordinary brush to outline and describe, he feels extremely flexible and feels easy to use.

In this case, only when using your beloved brush would you feel so easy!

In the past, he relied on this touch to make calligraphy and painting more flexible, to level the skill level, and to make the copybooks and scrolls have a very artistic conception.

And now... without using my beloved brush, I actually feel this extremely easy to use?

"Is this brush suitable for me too?"

Lin Zhishui picked up another brush next to him with a little disbelief, dipped it ink, and continued to draw and outline it, but found that the touch was still there!

He couldn't help but feel a little confused: "What's going on?"

Since he got his beloved brush, he has achieved what he has today because he has relied so easily on this brush to perform so well. This brush is also his biggest secret.

And now, without using my beloved brush, does it feel like this?

"Have my level improved so quickly? Have you gotten it?"

Lin Zhishui was a little unbelievable, always feeling something was wrong, so he looked at his beloved brush again and became more and more confused: "Is it because I have used this brush too much that I have completely gotten used to it?"

He couldn't help but feel excited: "Then... do I want to draw a Xiao Sui?"

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Chapter completed!