Bang!

The terrifying impact force made Lin Hao slide hundreds of feet, and the qi and blood in his body rolled out, almost all of them were pulled out, and his eyes were even more stinging. "**Yes*Love**"

"The truth contained in this second picture is so terrible. It will bring such a terrible impact at a glance..." Lin Hao took a deep breath and suppressed the rolling blood. If he hadn't been carrying the ancient demon body, he would have been shocked to death long ago.

Second look!

Lin Hao only saw the general outline, which was a little clearer than the first glance, but it was still not enough to fully see through this picture.

He always felt that if he could see the mystery of the black man using the ancient demon body, even if there was only one point, it would be of great benefit to himself in controlling the ancient demon body in the future.

The ancient demon body has been passed down from ancient times to the present, but Lin Hao has been exploring himself to draw out all the mysteries of this ancient first battle body. I don’t know how long it will take, but now this mural has opened a shortcut for him, and he cannot not seize this opportunity.

Come again!

After the qi and blood stabilized, Lin Hao walked forward with a firm expression.

Bang...

The shock waved him out again, and his back hit the wall opposite. At this moment, the corners of his eyes had cracked, blood mixed with sweat dripped down, and a trace of blood was also overflowing from the corner of his mouth. After sticking to the wall for a while, he walked forward.

Bang...

The truth of the Tao in the second picture was once again, and the terrifying power shocked Lin Hao to vomit blood and fly backwards. This time his injuries were even worse than before. His five internal organs moved to other positions. The severe pain made him pump the air conditioner repeatedly, gritted his teeth and pressed his chest and abdomen, and moved the five internal organs back.

"The more you see this second picture, the more you see, the more you will be affected, the power of the impact will increase by almost a factor of twice. If this continues, I am afraid that I will be shocked to death before I see this second picture clearly..." Lin Hao swallowed a healing pill into his stomach.

Although you can see a little clearly, to see through the entire picture, you have to withstand at least hundreds of impacts, and one impact is stronger than another. Even if Lin Hao has the ancient demon body, it will be difficult to support five times, let alone hundreds of times.

"This is because my realm is too low. If I reach the realm of the Spirit Saint, at least I can see through half of the picture. What should I do? I finally realized a little bit of the mystery of the ancient demon body, and it is impossible to give up like this..."

Lin Hao sat cross-legged, thinking quietly, staring at the first picture without moving. Compared with the second picture, the first picture, except for some charm, did not possess the truth as the second picture. At first he didn't think anything was there, but after thinking about it carefully, something was wrong.

Could it be that the ancient tribesmen did this purpose in seal carvings?

It should not be possible. If the other party does this, they will definitely be engraved on seals on every picture, and they will not only engrave the second one.

The truth derived from the second picture was definitely not specially made by the picture engraving person. It is very likely that this picture was naturally derived.

There are many records of this aspect of the jade slips of Tiangang Sect. For example, those great techniques are generally not burned on ordinary items, because these great techniques themselves have the rhythm of the great way and cannot be carried by ordinary things. They must be spiritual objects in heaven and earth or the most solid things.

The recorded objects will be moulded over the years and will create the most profound principles above, allowing the greatest arts to blend with them, thus producing some powerful power.

Although the first picture depicts the confrontation between the owner of the ancient demon body and the ancient royal family, there is no sign of their great arts, so it is naturally impossible to create the truth of the great way. The second picture is a battle picture.

Even though the sealer cannot display the great skills performed by the five great figures and the owner of the ancient demon body, it also shows a trace of charm. If the mural is so clear, the sealer must be one of the waiters of this battle.

If you can watch the battle between outstanding figures, the sealer must have the strength of the second most powerful figures.

With the strength of the sealer and the unintentional outlined charm, after tens of thousands of years of transmission, the great truth has been derived.

"The ultimate truth of the Great Dao is not formed in one day, but gradually formed after a long period of time, coupled with the influence of the Taoist rhyme left by the sealer on the mural. In other words, if you want to see through the second mural, you must first find the rhythm left by the sealer's brushwork..." Thinking of this, Lin Hao's frown gradually stretched out, and finally found the entry point.

Walking back along the mural, Lin Hao came to the original picture and stared at the route of the original picture carefully. The more he looked at the route of the first picture, the more shocked he felt. He hadn't looked closely before, but now he looked carefully, and found that the whole picture was drawn in one stroke. The outlined line was covered with shallow trails, and the deep part contained the natural charm of the road.

This mural has existed for countless thousands of years, but it still has a trace of Taoist rhyme. You can imagine how terrifying the strength of the seal engraver was back then. You must know that even the supreme saint lord, the power of the Taoist rhyme left can only reach 30,000 years.

From ancient times to the present, I don’t know how old it has been, but I’m afraid it has been around for millions of years.

Putting away the shock in his heart, Lin Hao closed his eyes and concentrated his mind. After the last distracting thought was eliminated, his eyes slightly opened, his eyes were bright, staring at the first picture for about half a quarter of an hour before stretching out his index finger, pressing it on the starting line of the mural, and drawing along the line.

The fingertips slide hard, as if they are simple outlined, but for Lin Hao, it becomes extremely difficult. Every time they move, it seems like they have to exhaust all their strength. When they move half a foot, their fingertips are bounced back. Standing in front of the mural, he gasps heavily, and his head and back are already soaked in sweat.

Unexpectedly, this copying would be so tiring. This is just copying the patterns of murals, not Taoist patterns. If it is Taoist patterns, it would be impossible to do it with his realm.

After the breath became even, Lin Hao did not rush to take action, but continued to stare at the mural, his pupils condensed. Although he had almost exhausted all his strength and had only half a foot, only half a foot gave him an inexplicable sense.

A quarter of an hour later!

Lin Hao continued to copy, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, based on the inexplicable insight just now, he stroked it with one stroke. When his fingertips were shaken back, he was surprised to find that the second copying continued to a distance of ten feet. What surprised him even more was that the spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness had increased a little.

Unexpectedly, just copying the murals carved by peerless ancient gentry can increase the spiritual consciousness. There are at least thousands of murals here. If you continue to copy this way, how terrifying the growth of spiritual consciousness will reach. Even if you cannot see through the second picture in the end, you will not lose money.

Time passes...

When he was hungry, Lin Hao took out the food in the storage bag. As for rest, he didn't have the need to do so. He was more spiritual than ordinary people, and he would not feel tired even if he didn't rest for half a month. Moreover, as his cultivation level improved, his requirements for sleep were already very low. Just close his eyes and rest for an hour, he could make him full of energy.

It took Lin Hao ten days to copy the first painting, and his spiritual consciousness soared by 30% compared to the original one. With the first painting, the copying speed of the murals behind gradually accelerated, from eight days to five days, and finally to one day.

Gradually, Lin Hao found a trace of the strokes of the engraver. At that moment, he felt as if he had thoroughly understood. The time for copying gradually decreased, and the number of failures became less and less, and occasionally there would be a moment when the first stroke was completely outlined.

He found that if the first stroke is completely outlined successfully, the spiritual consciousness will increase considerably. If the outline is completed after the second stroke, the spiritual consciousness will increase much less, so he tried his best to complete the first stroke, just in the first stroke.

With all his concentration, Lin Hao had forgotten his original purpose and devoted himself to the outline mural. The spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness continued to grow. In just two months, his spiritual consciousness had reached the limit of the three realms of the Spirit King, and was only one step away from the realm of the Spirit Saint.

"The spiritual consciousness is about to break through...it's almost..."

Lin Hao's mind was tense. If the spiritual consciousness reaches the level of the Spirit Saint, it will surge sharply, which will activate more sword consciousness, and there is no need to worry about the consumption of the sword consciousness.

But!

Just one step away. No matter how Lin Hao outlines the mural, his spiritual consciousness is still growing, but he can never break through that line. When he draws more than 800 pictures, the amount of spiritual consciousness has almost exceeded the realm of the Spirit Saint, but he cannot break through.

If you do not break through, your spiritual consciousness cannot transform. Even if you are not inferior to a master of the Spiritual Saint realm, your power will be far less than that of a master of the Spiritual Saint realm who is good at using spiritual consciousness.

In a trance!

Lin Hao remembered something, patted his face, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Why did I forget that I should avoid being eager for quick success and instant benefits in the path of cultivation." Immediately, he put away his mind. As for whether he could make a breakthrough, he could only depend on the opportunity, and there was no need to force it.

The moment he figured it out, his mind suddenly calmed down, without desire, without desire, without joy or sorrow, and entered a wonderful artistic conception. His writing became decisive and powerful. After a stroke, a trace of inexplicable rhythm of the Tao emerged. He had forgotten everything and devoted himself to understanding these murals.

One after another, Lin Hao's fingers were like flowing clouds and water, without any stagnation. The speed gradually accelerated, but there was no sudden feeling.

Looming!

A giant figure appeared behind him. The figure was stroked and stroked, full of majestic Taoist aura, as if embellishing the sky, and as if outlining the Milky Way. The truth of the Tao was undoubtedly revealed. This was the former shadow mirror condensed by the charm left by the sealer in ancient times.

Lin Hao did not notice the huge shadow behind him. At this moment, he was completely trapped in the artistic conception of outlining. Each person and one shadow were outlining, but the two were not very similar at the beginning. As the time of outlining increased and went on, gradually, the two actually showed traces of overlap somewhere.

The speed was getting faster and faster, Lin Hao's figure was like a strong wind, and the huge shadow behind him also accelerated. He was originally following closely, but gradually, the huge shadow gradually shrank into his shadow. When the last trace was completely integrated, his index finger just stopped at the 999 pictures.

Scream...

The spiritual light was everywhere in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was like the fission of the heaven and earth, rapidly widening. In just a moment, Lin Hao's sea of ​​consciousness expanded thirty times. All the spiritual consciousness in the spirit core turned into liquid state, concentrated rapidly, and some began to solidify.

This is a complete transformation, and both spiritual consciousness and sea of ​​consciousness have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Lin Hao's spiritual consciousness is far superior to ordinary masters in the spiritual holy realm, and the spiritual consciousness condensed from the Tiangang Divine Art is extremely strong, beyond his previous imagination.

However, now he just knew that his spiritual consciousness had broken through, but he did not investigate everything in the consciousness sea, because he was facing the most critical second battle picture at this time, his eyes closed and his expression was extremely solemn. He did not look at it with his eyes, but recalled the previous picture in his heart.
Chapter completed!