Great Blue Night Watchman

The painting world was in chaos.

Lin Su had a bloody battle with the giant demonic wolf whose strength was comparable to that of an expert in the Sky Peeping Realm. It looked quite miserable. His clothes were torn, one of his shoes was missing, his hair was all scattered, and there were still marks on his hands. There was a trace of blood.

But Lin Su couldn't care about all this, he was already going crazy.

With a twist of his body, the long sword broke through the air, carrying the blue and white flowers, and stabbed the giant demonic wolf with great ferocity. This blow had given his sword-breaking style another world-dominating aura.

The demon wolf roared loudly, and its sharp claws suddenly grew three feet long, turned into five long swords, and struck forward accurately.

With a bang, the long sword and sharp claws collided together.

The blue flower on top of the long sword in Lin Su's palm shattered to pieces, his men flew ten feet away, and the huge body of the demon wolf stopped abruptly.

The blue and white flowers of Lin Su's sword were shaken away. On the surface, it was a harbinger of failure, but a smile appeared on his face.

Because he knew that his sword intention blue and white finally broke through.

The art of swordsmanship is difficult to cultivate, and the most difficult thing is that it is difficult to grow your swordsmanship.

Just a sword intention can stump millions of cultivators. Ninety-percent of practitioners have been cultivating for a lifetime and still cannot touch the edge of the sword intention.

After stepping onto the threshold of Sword Intent, each subsequent level becomes even more difficult to achieve.

Lin Su's cultivation to the Blue Flower Realm of Sword Intention in such a short period of time is a wonder to the world. But now, under extreme pressure, on the thin line between life and death, he has actually passed the first stage of the Blue Flower Realm: The sword tops the blue and white, and enters the second stage of the blue and white realm: the sword merges with the blue and white.

The former is top and the latter is melting.

In the former, only the tip of the sword is the sword's intention, while in the latter, the entire sword is the sword's intention.

The blue and white flowers turned into flowing water, flowing all over the long sword, and his long sword was filled with green light...

With a cry, Lin Su jumped up, and the demon wolf on the opposite side also pounced on him with its claws and fangs bared.

Chi!

The green sword flew across the sky, and the demon wolf split into two halves.

The power of this sword suddenly increased three times compared to before.

Once the alpha wolf was killed, the remaining wolves were just food on the plate. Lin Su stepped on Zhou Tian nine steps, and green light swept the entire place. In a moment, more than a hundred demon wolves were killed.

In the sky, the army of crows was still circling. Lin Su rose into the sky. After about an hour, the sky became clear.

He stepped on the dark void, and his hair moved freely without wind, just like the king of the night.

Although the fight was a blast and although his combat power had soared, Lin Su was very anxious.

He clearly knew that at this moment, it was not the time to compete with the painting world. At this moment, he should be in the Taoist Garden.

However, he still didn't know how to get out of this painting world.

Without being able to leave the world of painting, he completely missed Qinglian's discussion.

This is not the most terrifying situation. The most terrifying situation is: he will die!

In this painting world, he has nothing to eat, nothing to drink, and no replenishment of the vitality of heaven and earth. There is only endless fighting. Even a strong man cannot hold on for a few days.

Some people may say, isn't there a magic wolf in this? If you kill, you will get something to eat.

fart! This demon wolf is not a demon wolf. When killed, it turns into ink. Do you drink the ink? Even if the ink contains water, you can't drink it. It's full of poison!

Wu Xinyue discussed Taoism from a high platform and talked about the relationship between ink and painting.

There is a saying that is right. Whatever you plan to draw, you have to use ink. This picture is full of ghosts and ghosts, and the ink used is also poison. They are all harmful things. In the same line, only poisonous ink can harm people. , the essence of killing is highly unified...

The sky was covered with black clouds, wolves gathered on the ground, and another bloody battle was about to begin. Lin Su looked up to the sky and cursed: Wu Xinyue, I am the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!

Drawing swords and facing each other, there was another round of more fierce fighting, because this time, the crow was three times bigger, the magic wolf was three times bigger, there were a group of snakes, and a group of strange creatures that Lin Su had never seen before. , as if they were four different images that escaped from the eighteenth level of hell...

Time passed little by little.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

Ten hours, twenty hours, thirty hours...

Outside the Taoist Garden, the leaders of the Nine Kingdoms, Seven States and Six Saint Families were all sitting on the deck. There were fruits and fine wine in front of them, but they ate tastelessly.

There was a group of people sitting opposite, and the one in the middle was of course Li Tien.

There were also several Confucian scholars wearing Confucian attire, but only he knew that these people were not actually professors from his college. They were high-ranking officials in the court. Today, they changed out of their high-ranking official attires and came to the discussion site, and they were also concerned about the discussion. the result of.

The Ancient Kingdom of Nanyang held this grand event, and as the host, it was necessary to defeat all other countries. Their goal was to suppress the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom and regain the glory of being the first among the Nine Kingdoms.

In addition, they also have the hope of witnessing the fourth prince Chu Feng soaring into the sky!

In general feudal society, the royal family and princes do not participate in scientific examinations. Anyway, they do not have to worry about not having an official position. As long as they please their father, who is better than a prince? But in this world where culture is respected, many things have been overturned.

The royal family will also participate in scientific expeditions.

The fourth prince is a special case in the royal family. He is an out-and-out literary genius!

Therefore, His Majesty attaches great importance to him and hopes that he can step into the temple on his own! If the fourth prince enters the temple, then Nanyang Ancient Kingdom will establish a special connection with the temple, and the privileges and benefits he will receive in the future will be extraordinary.

In order to pave this road, the dynasty has made careful arrangements.

Let him become a disciple of a lay scholar from Nanchu, a generation of poets, which was one of the moves.

Nanchu layman was an elder of the Holy Family of Poetry and became his disciple, half-stepping into the door of the Holy Family.

With both the Imperial Dynasty and the Holy Family working hard, entering the temple became a possible option.

Of course, the temple is not that easy to enter. No one can do it without his own strength. Therefore, Qinglian Dao is the best platform for him to show off his abilities and heritage.

As long as his reputation for Qing Lian's teachings on Taoism grows, the door of the temple will be opened to him without any hindrance.

All the preparations are in place, it just depends on his performance this round.

"Dean, how many green lotuses do you predict His Highness will be able to get?" Wen Dao, an old man next to Li Tien, transmitted the message.

"In the Xundao Garden, those who are proficient in poetry are uniquely endowed. When Your Highness enters the garden, you will feel like a dragon entering the water. You can expect to exceed 100!" A smile appeared on Li Tien's lips.

As soon as this answer reached the old man's ears, he was very happy.

A young man participates in the Qinglian Taoist Forum for the first time. He does not go to the Taoist forum but gets a hundred green lotuses. Who among the young people in the world can do that? Not to mention young people, except for the six kingdoms except the upper three kingdoms, even the United Kingdom may not be able to collect a hundred green lotuses!

No one knew about this exchange between the two.

The leader of the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom, who was sitting opposite them, was staring at the Taoist Garden with a glint in his eyes.

Qinglian discusses Taoism, the ancient country of Nanyang has a favorable geographical location, but so what?

Qinglian discussed the Tao a hundred times, and the Southeast Buddhist Kingdom defeated you eighty times!

This time is no exception!

You can never take away the number one position in the Nine Kingdoms from me!

The team leaders from other countries seemed to be smiling, but they were also full of lawsuits.

At least Wei Xinyu was very angry with the leader of the Red Kingdom next to him.

The Red Country is just an inferior country, and it overpowered him in the first step, and he couldn't help it no matter what.

The leader of the Red Country team was very reserved and barely looked at him.

But the other person next to him kept looking at him. This person was the leader of the Osumi Kingdom, the hundred-year-old Confucian Lie Qiuyang. This old man looked at Wei Xinyu, with something he wanted to say in his eyes...

Finally, he sent a message through Wen Dao: "Master Wei, losing in the first round is nothing. The second round is the key. In this round, I wonder who Chief Wei expects to have extraordinary performance?"

Wei Xinyu's eyes slowly moved over: "Thank you, Grandmaster Lie, for your words of comfort. There are people worth looking forward to in this round of the world. I just said that there is someone I am particularly looking forward to, but I can't talk about it..."

Lie Qiuyang held up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip: "I thought Chief Wei would say that he was particularly looking forward to the legendary number one scholar. I heard that this man was very good at poetry and had a lot of miscellaneous knowledge. Such talents would be welcome to enter the garden. Most beneficial."

Wei Xinyu smiled and said, "Shouldn't I be looking forward to it?"

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" Lie Qiuyang smiled: "It's totally worth looking forward to! It's definitely worth looking forward to!"

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In the blink of an eye, it’s already the third day of searching!

Lin Su had just completed a brutal and brutal decisive battle in the painting world!

In a bloody battle, he used Zhou Tian's Nine Steps to the extreme. Every step he took was unpredictable.

His Dugu Three Swords truly entered the realm of success.

The blue and white of his sword also changed again. He clearly felt that the sword was in his hand, like an arm, and the sword seemed to have life. The green light on the sword flowed and changed in all directions. This kind of state Dugu Xing once said, is A sign that the sword fruit is about to come true.

Sword Fruit, that is the third level of Sword Intent.

In the world, those who can achieve the Sword Fruit are all swordsman wizards. If they reach the level of any practicing sect, they are also the direct disciples or even the sect's holy son.

He is only one step away from the legendary realm in the cultivation world.

This is a spiritual myth.

However, if Lin Su was allowed to speak, he would definitely yell, "Which bastard painted this painting, if you stand up, I will kill you ten thousand times!"

What I want is progress in kendo?

What I want is to get out of this damn painting world!

Nearly three days have passed, and the trail hunting is almost over. If I don’t go out and have fun, it will be over!

The sky is covered with dark clouds...

Lin Su looked up to the sky and roared angrily. He stretched out his hand and found a wine jar in his hand. He drank half of the wine jar and started fighting again!

Fortunately, he had the habit of carrying Baiyunbian wine with him. Fortunately, Baiyunbian was made from grain and was not fake. Although he had not eaten a grain of rice for nearly three days, having this wine at least replenished his physical fitness.

However, this is by no means a long-term solution...

This wave of attacks came quickly and fiercely, but Lin Su counterattacked fiercely with the strength of wine. After a massive killing, he cleared out a group of flying eagles. Lin Su was barefoot, with his upper body bare, his hair disheveled and red. My eyes are a bit suspicious of life.

A good Qinglian discussion forced a literary genius to become a knight-errant. I was really speechless.

This won't work after all. Is there any way to change it?

All-inclusive war poems and art of war were useless. His contact with the outside world was cut off, so nothing he wrote was of any use.

The swordsmanship was good, and it saved his life for at least three days, but it was not enough to break through, and everything was in vain.

So the question is, what other trump cards does he have? No matter what trump card, as long as it is useful, use it, no matter what kind of support, as long as it is useful, use it...

Lin Su fell into thinking...

Suddenly, he thought of something. To be precise, it was not a thing, but himself!

His other soul!

He used spiritual power and secret techniques to divide his soul into two parts, and there is still another soul that is comprehending the laws of time and space.

Time and space! Isn’t the painting world just space?

Lin Su's spirit was greatly shaken, and his soul tore open the protective layer he had set up, and connected with the soul that fell into the river of time and space.

That soul came out of the river of time and space and merged with Lin Su's original soul.

Lin Su's brain was instantly filled with countless insights about time and space.

Space theory is extremely profound. Fortunately, Lin Su has a foundation in modern physics. After such a long time, he has been able to understand a little bit...

He slowly raised his hand and drew a strange inscription in the void.

Once the inscription was completed, it was imprinted in the void, like a red-hot chess piece, falling on the ice. Several invisible space cracks suddenly appeared around the chess piece. Lin Su was shocked and drew another one. , this time because of his excitement, he made some slight mistakes, and the inscription failed to be imprinted in the void and dissipated.

Lin Su calmed down and drew another inscription. Success!

Half an hour later, he drew nine inscription patterns, and the nine patterns were connected. In the void, a crack slowly formed. This was a space crack formed by two incompatible spaces squeezing each other.

Nine inscriptions are far from enough.

At least eighteen inscriptions are needed to form a circle to form a real passage.

He needs time!

At least half an hour!

During this period, there could not be any harassment. However, the army in the sky gathered again, and the army of flying eagles pounced down again. Lin Su let out a long roar, soared into the sky, and performed three consecutive moves: Drawing Sword, Micro Sword, and Breaking Sword. , it only took a quarter of an hour to disperse the flying eagle army, but when he came back, three of the nine inscriptions he had just drawn had disappeared.

My day!

Come again!

When he drew thirteen inscriptions, the flying eagle army gathered again!

I'll see you again!

It's really not a human life to live here, scrambling against time to draw the inscriptions while trying to eliminate interference as quickly as possible. Lin Su was so busy that he couldn't help but

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