The House of Everything I Created

Now Lin Yi is very interested in his Dao Mark, which means a new direction for him.

Not only those who practice martial arts boxing can condense Dao Mark, but even ordinary people, as long as they reach the extreme in a certain aspect.

His spirit will also condense his own truth invisibly.

But such people are very rare. When he was in the Red Lotus Realm, Lin Yi had never met such a person.

But in this world, through the wish shrine, he came into contact with such a person for the first time.

Facing such people, Lin Yi maintained respect in his heart. They are all a group of people who are crazy in pursuit of their own path.

Lin Yi looked at this world. This is not the Blue Star, and there is no special feature that devours all spirituality everywhere.

This is a brand new world. "That is to say, people in other worlds can also condense Dao Marks invisibly."

"Dao Marks are not unique to Blue Star."

"What I have to do next is to search through countless time and space in the world of the heavens, looking for such people one by one, and then find a way to get their Dao Marks."

Lin Yi has tried it. Although he has seen through all the mysteries of Dao Marks through the true destiny, he cannot condense Dao Marks in his mind at will.

Dao Marks seem to be not just a product of the condensation of a spiritual structure, but its essence is close to the product of the mind.

And every time he constructs the Dao Mark he saw from Wang Zhenyi in his mind, a change will occur at the moment of formation.

The Dao Mark will automatically collapse, as if it has never been condensed in his mind.

Lin Yi had a vague guess, "Maybe Dao Marks, especially acquired Dao Marks, are unique."

"It belongs to only one person. It is impossible for any other person to condense the same Dao Mark."

"There must be other reasons. I have to find it to break through this limit."

Lin Yi took a deep breath and waited quietly. He was not in a hurry.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye. Finally, the painting in the hands of the old man was completely formed.

Looking at the painting in front of him, the old man's eyes were very clear, full of joy for his own painting.

And at this time, something happened that surprised Lin Yi.

An invisible flame appeared out of thin air? The old man's painting was also covered by the flame in an instant? Then it was burned to ashes.

The old man's face froze instantly, and the joy on his face disappeared in an instant? Turned into a gloom.

The painting that he worked hard for several hours? Just disappeared in front of him so simply, leaving nothing behind.

But at this time, Lin Yi saw clearly in his true destiny? What was going on?

The world extended a mysterious rule, completely destroying the painting? It seemed that this world does not allow any painting to appear.

This kind of world rule is very strange? Lin Yi has never encountered it, and at the same time, he looked at the old man with a trace of regret.

He knew why the other party had a huge desire to summon the wish shrine? Because his paintings could not be preserved.

Lin Yi looked at the old man quietly? His voice sounded calmly, "Your paintings are beautiful, but unfortunately they cannot remain in this world."

The old man's eyes flashed with loneliness, and his eyes turned to look at Lin Yi, and a door appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Although he was surprised? But he didn't care at all.

It seems that in this world, nothing can move him except paintings.

After a long while, he slowly stood up, stretched out his hand, put away his easel, turned around and prepared to leave? It seems that he didn't intend to ask about the origin of the Wanshiwu.

Lin Yi's voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"Don't you want to leave your paintings behind?"

"In such a world? No matter how you paint? Your paintings will be destroyed and will never be preserved."

"But I can help you keep your paintings in the world."

The old man, who was about to leave, was stunned. He turned his head and looked at Lin Yi, as if he wanted to confirm whether what he said was true or false.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Lin Yi smiled slightly, "Of course it's true, I never lie."

"What do you want?"

The old man's eyes were very calm, without any other emotions.

As if he had seen through everything in the world.

"There is something in your heart, which is the condensation of your knowledge and beliefs throughout your life. I call it Dao Trace."

"It is a product of acquired life and spiritual sublimation."

"A truth that has never appeared in this world."

"I want that thing, and the price is that I can let you go to a brand new world."

"In that world, you can paint freely."

"But when I take away your Dao Trace, you will forget all the techniques related to painting."

"All your techniques must be painted from scratch."

"Of course, your Dao Trace is very precious, and just taking you to another world is not enough to make up for your loss."

"I am a person who advocates equal exchange."

"So I will pay you an extra 50 years of youth to turn you into a young man again."

"You will have 50 years or even more time to learn painting again."

"And most importantly, all your paintings will be preserved in that world."

The old man listened to Lin Yi's words, and his eyes suddenly showed a trace of shock.

"Are you telling the truth?"

The world he lived in was a very ordinary world, without any supernatural power.

Except that the painting would be burned at the moment of completion, there had never been any special magical events.

Therefore, when he heard Lin Yi's words, he was full of doubt and disbelief.

At this time, Lin Yi slowly spread out his right hand, and a group of invisible light gathered in his hand. A terrifying energy wave made the old man tremble slightly.

Every action that Lin Yi showed in front of him was beyond imagination, and it was definitely not something that humans could do.

Thinking of his wandering for half a lifetime, he spent endless time to paint, but in the end no painting could be circulated in this world.

Although he was full of reluctance, he didn't even have an opponent to fight against. This was the rule of the world.

Although he didn't understand why there were such rules in this world, he could only bear it silently.

He took a deep breath, looked at Lin Yi with his head held high, "I am willing to exchange my Dao Mark for this opportunity."

Lin Yi showed a joyful smile on his face, "Okay, you can rest assured that you will not regret this transaction."

"Then please come in, Mr. Painter."

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