Qingcheng Mountain.

The world's number one view.

Su Yun stared out the window and felt dazed.

Even if the video projection was turned off, Hongjun's words in Journey to the West still echoed in his mind.

"I, Hongjun, do not want to transform into the heavenly way, nor do I want to die... There are enemies in the heavens, group leader, you must prepare early, our hopes are all on you!"

"The saints are not qualified to participate!"

Especially when he witnessed the last scene with his own eyes, Hongjun fought alone against three terrifying black lightning bolts.

Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Sect Master, and Taishang Laojun wanted to help Hongjun, but in the end they were blocked by Hongjun with the power of the heavenly way.

He could feel that Hongjun was protecting his three disciples, not pretentious... The saint would probably die if he participated in the battle.

What kind of terrifying existence is it that a saint is not qualified to participate, and even if it participates, it may fall?

Su Yun fell into deep thoughts, and his heart seemed to be filled with depression. This was an unprecedented feeling, which was absolutely nothing before.

Are there enemies in the heavens?

The investment group of the heavens has enemies? Or does it mean there are enemies outside the heavens? Or does the heavens have enemies?

Chinese characters are profound and profound, and a word may often contain multiple meanings. Su Yun doesn’t know how he should understand these four words.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it..."

"When you encounter a situation, you will see what's going on. If there is really an enemy... it is impossible to appear only once, and you will definitely take action again. When it takes action again, you will understand!" Su Yun said to himself.

[Ding...Congratulations on completing the task, getting three million points, and rewarding a lottery opportunity once. Is it a lottery now?]

"lottery!"

Su Yun no longer cares whether he can draw the spiritual roots. The probability of entering the soul is only a small number of times.

[Ding...Congratulations on drawing the Zhongtian Dao calligraphy!]

In an instant, something more in Su Yun's mind.

Dele, I am now proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and each of them is at the Tao level.

Sunrise in the east.

The light of dawn breaks through.

The nine peaks are towering, clouds and mists, and the light of dawn is particularly dazzling.

In order to facilitate the naming, Su Yun directly named the statues, such as Wang Linfeng, Luohu Peak, Hongjun Peak, and Wukong Peak. As for the other five peaks, they are unified into nameless until the statues fall down in the future.

In the morning, before dawn, Su Yun had breakfast.

Immediately, he whistled and called the mosquito beast, jumped on the back of the mosquito beast, and asked him to carry him to the top of Wang Linfeng Mountain.

As for disciples Ye Chen and Chu Ling'er.

Su Yunjing felt that he was not a monk, what if the sect got into trouble?

In order to prevent such a thing from happening, Su Yun selected some martial arts and magical powers from Qingcheng Academy that they thought were very suitable for the two, and handed them over to them for them to practice by themselves.

To put it in the ancients, the master leads the door and practice depends on one’s personal!

How much you can understand and what level you can cultivate depends entirely on your own talent and fortune.

Faced with the martial arts and magical powers from the heavens, Chu Ling'er and Ye Chen immediately fell into it and began to practice wildly. When they were fine, they drank a little Vitality Spring... When they arrived at Qingcheng Taoist Temple, Ye Chen gradually understood that he didn't have to be too polite. To put it bluntly, this Vitality Spring was just water. There were many wells behind him, so he could drink as much as he wanted.

Under the influence of the Spring of Vitality, the two people's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, especially Ye Chen, who has everything over again. He has already had disciples and is more skillful in practicing the "Dry Bone Demon Sutra", and his cultivation has increased like a rocket!

Since mosquitoes and beasts have been used to transport, Su Yun has been in much depressed mood.

Although he is not a monk now, he can also enjoy the world...at least in the Qingcheng Mountain area.

The mountains are boring.

After finishing the work at hand, I have plenty of free time left.

This time is naturally used for entertainment, such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... Su Yun decided to paint on the mountain today.

early morning.

The fog on the top of the mountain is very heavy.

The distance that can be seen from the naked eye is very limited.

Su Yun was not panicked and let the mountain breeze blow. He first sorted out his clothes, and then took out the drawing tools from his backpack, such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone... These things were left by his senior brothers when they left before and have not been used yet.

Su Yun first fixed the easel, then placed the drawing board on it, then took out a piece of drawing paper from the bag and spread it on the drawing board. Then, he used two wooden clips to fix the drawing paper firmly on the drawing board to prevent the wind from raising a corner.

"The sun is in the green garden, and the morning dew is waiting for the sun to dry. The spring is full of virtue and all things are shining!" Su Yun murmured, took out his brush, and he stood quietly. The morning breeze blew his robe and lifted up a corner of his clothes.

draw!

Su Yun was particularly focused.

He looked quietly at the direction he was about to draw as an old monk.

From a distance, he seemed to be in a painting. A young man stood on the top of a mountain, holding a pen in his hand, trying to render the scenery of the world on paper.

I don’t know when Su Yun suddenly moved.

He raised one hand, and on the rice paper, the first stroke had already fallen when the first ray of light appeared in the distant sky.

At this moment, Su Yun's heart was extremely quiet, and only the light of dawn was left in his heart, which was the light of the morning light!!

A ray of morning light, like a golden spear, tore the black sky. His pen was walking with dragons and snakes, and ink was on the tip of the pen, wandering quickly. In just a moment, he fully displayed the outlines of the distant mountain shadow under the dawn of heaven and earth and the light of dawn in the morning light...

When Su Yun was completely immersed in the painting, suddenly at this moment, a few figures were galloping wildly above the sky. They were like lightning, as fast as phantoms. Wherever they passed, they were like lightning, shattering nothingness...

"Catch her... she definitely has Phoenix true blood in her body. After capturing it, it can be sold to those bio groups... This order alone is enough for us to eat for several years!"

"Don't run away. If you are running away, we will not show mercy in our hands and save your life!"

"If you know the tactfulness, you might be able to survive!"

The leader was a woman in a purple long dress. The woman had a very beautiful face and a graceful figure, but her figure changed between people and peacocks, and her whole body exuded a monstrous spirit. Behind the woman were three men in black clothes. They were covered with faces and exuded a fierce aura all over their bodies, which was very terrifying. Each one was basically a peak powerhouse in the heart-moving realm!!

The purple group of women in front of them could only escape desperately, but the three men were getting closer and closer to her, and she would have no way to go...
Chapter completed!