Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

The fortune teller started to prepare with a solemn expression.

He is a majestic Daoist Supreme, while Gu Yuan is only in the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm, but he is extremely cautious, just because he clearly knows what kind of existence is behind Gu Yuan.

This is the avenue of the seventh realm!

In the mortal world, even his master did not dare to confront him head-on.

Such existence obscures cause and effect and cannot be seen clearly!

However, it is also because of this that he must mobilize the troops and adopt these methods to better understand the person behind this, so as to make it irreversible!

"The soul-stealing wood, the dream flower, the time grass, the divine jade..."

The divine fortune teller recited the names of various materials, and at the same time, the mana around his body surged, triggering the endless laws to come, and he was surrounded by the aura of the avenue, suppressing the space.

The terrifying power made Lei Teng and Ye Qingshan stunned for a while, looking at the vision in the sky in horror and awe.

At the same time, he became even more confused.

"Why on earth does the fortune teller have to be so formal?"

"I'm afraid there really is a big secret behind the seventh realm that we can't even imagine."

They looked at each other, their eyes shining with light.

As time passed, a strange formation was engraved in the hall, and Gu Yuan was at the center of the formation. A layer of light surrounded Gu Yuan, seeming to engulf him.

Space twisted around him, making the time and space there seem unreal.

Ye Qingshan suddenly thought of something, widened his eyes and said in shock: "This...is this the breath of time?!"

Lei Teng was also shocked, "Looking back to the source, the fortune teller is not planning to trace the traces of time to detect information, right?!"

"good!"

The fortune teller smiled slightly, surrounded by brilliance, showing his unpredictability.

He said: "I will use the secret method to escape into the long river of time, trace his years, and see his past! This is much more stable than searching for souls."

It’s really years!

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng could not help but tremble in their hearts.

As expected of Tianji Pavilion, it even has this kind of secret technique.

Even if you are a powerful person in the realm of heaven, you cannot grasp the breath of time at all. This is a heaven-defying technique. People who are not powerful can touch it. If you are not careful, you will be crushed by the millstone of the great road.

Although the fortune teller only looked at the past with the help of time, it was still extremely terrifying.

Gu Yuan's heart was in panic, his face turned red, he struggled desperately, and shouted with splitting eyes, "Kill me! Don't even think you can get any information from me!"

"Haha, it's not up to you. I have to start."

The fortune teller smiled contemptuously, raised his hands slightly and pressed on Gu Yuan's head, saying calmly: "The next time is when I witness the miracle, I will escape into the long river of time, don't let anyone disturb me!"

"Buzz!"

Finished.

The majestic aura of the avenue suddenly descended, like a tide, gathering from all directions. The terrifying pressure left Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng no doubt that once they lost control, it would be enough to easily annihilate them!

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

In the void, there were sudden sounds of river water. The water was rushing and lapping against the rocks, as if it came from eternity and was full of the breath of time.

In the center of the formation, a brilliant light enveloped Shendaozi and Gu Yuan, and there seemed to be a river looming between them.

As time goes by, Shintoko's figure gradually appears.

He stood on the river, looking at the endless river water below his feet, with a look of obsession on his face.

"Is this the power of time? What a coveted power!"

He raised his hand, wanting to touch the years that seemed so close at hand, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He came back to his senses, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked upstream, and looked at Gu Yuan's experience, "Let me see what kind of secrets are hidden in the so-called courtyard and the so-called master. Bar!"

…

at the same time.

In the courtyard.

Li Nianfan was sitting in the middle of the courtyard, with a picture frame in front of him and drawing with a brush in his hand.

Situ Qin stood behind him, watching quietly.

"It is still necessary to understand and study the basic shape, proportional structure, etc. of the human body when drawing figures, as well as the changing laws of human body movement, so that the shape and spirit of the characters can be accurately shaped and expressed."

Li Nianfan gave casual instructions while drawing, "What I'm teaching you now is to draw the head of a character. First of all, you have to pay attention to the outline of the character. The most difficult part is filling in the facial features... There is no camera here, but you follow my painting method. If you practice hard, it will be more realistic than a camera."

Situ Qin stared unblinkingly, his mouth slightly open, shocked.

In her eyes, she could feel that Li Nianfan's pen was as docile as a puppy. It followed the tip of his pen obediently. What he outlined stroke by stroke was an unimaginable power. If it weren't for her cultivation, For the sake of advancement, he has become the supreme master of the great road and is not even qualified to look directly at him!

The most important thing is... Li Nianfan is too casual, too free and easy.

Every stroke is extremely natural, as if it is integrated with the world, giving people a pleasing feeling.

Situ Qin also tried painting, but she couldn't draw the charm at all. She always felt that there was countless pressure suppressing her pen, making the lines she drew less than perfect.

To put it simply, the eyes can do it, but the hands cannot.

Before you know it, a painting is completed.

The person in the painting is none other than Gu Yuan.

Like a black and white photo, printed on paper, it was a portrait that Li Nianfan specially drew for Gu Yuan.

Although Gu Yuan's fate was not made clear to anyone, it was probably because he had fallen into disgrace, so Li Nianfan painted this portrait for him. When Yang Jian passed away, Li Nianfan planned to paint one for Yang Jian as well, as a farewell between friends.

Situ Qin couldn't help but said: "Sir, you draw so fast and naturally. You don't seem to be stressed at all."

"Practice makes perfect."

Li Nianfan looked at Gu Yuan's portrait and said casually: "Don't rush for success. Don't touch complicated paintings yet. I suggest you start with egg paintings."

This is the method of Leonardo da Vinci, the super painter in his previous life. He painted tens of thousands of eggs and finally became a great master.

Situ Qin was slightly startled, "Draw... draw eggs?"

"What? You don't like it?"

Li Nianfan shook his head and said: "This is a required course! Only by learning how to draw eggs well can you have proficient techniques and brushwork and lay a solid foundation. Remember that it is not easy to draw eggs well. You need to observe it carefully and learn to draw it from different angles. Paint it.”

Situ Qin seemed to understand: "Sir, I understand. I'm going to paint eggs right now."

"By the way, take some time to send this portrait to Tiangong."

Li Nianfan gave a simple explanation. He looked at Gu Yuan's portrait, and suddenly felt as if he was still sitting in front of him, feeling sad.

"Tomorrow or the accident, I really don't know which one will come first."

He couldn't help but sigh, turned around and walked silently towards the backyard, preparing to go fishing to relieve his inner sadness.

Lifting the fishing rod, sitting upright by the lake, flicking it gently, the fishhook shone in the sun, fell into the pool, and rippled on the water.

Under the surface of the lake, all kinds of fish were still playing around, but they all stopped in an instant, staring at the fishhook and not daring to move.

Here it comes again, the master comes fishing again.

I don’t know if they are going to catch us or who they are going to catch? In short, don't catch me, someone must stop the hook!

I can be responsible for eating, but I don’t want to be eaten!

On the other side, in the long river of time.

The fortune teller is like a bystander, watching Gu Yuan's past along the years.

At this time, even though he had already been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but show a look of shock on his face.

"It turns out that the previous divine realm was called Primordial, and it was so weak and terrifying!"

"Transforming the ordinary into Tao, transforming decay into magic, yet treating all spiritual things as mortal. This kind of power is really terrifying."

"It's amazing to be able to turn the prehistoric world into a divine realm. There are endless divine objects that can be created at will. Even the master can't do it."

"Huh? It turns out that the Ancient Clan has reached out to the Seventh Realm, but the Supreme Dao is also dead."

"The long river of time? As expected of an ancient clan, they actually tampered with the long river of time, and were finally fished away by such an expert?"

Seeing this scene, the fortune teller's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Why does it feel...a bit familiar?

He felt uneasy and couldn't help but continue to look down.

This time, I saw a person holding a fishing rod and fishing.

The man was sitting by the lake, his face was calm, his aura was not obvious, and he looked ordinary.

However... the fortune teller gasped, and the hairs all over his body suddenly exploded.

Because this person is an expert!

And the picture is frozen here, and it doesn’t move anymore!

"This is not Gu Yuan's past, this scene is definitely not Gu Yuan's past!"

A surge of coldness surged through the body of Shen Suanzi, goosebumps appeared all over his body, and he was extremely frightened.

"Where did this picture come from? Is this what is going on now? The master is... fishing?!"

His heart was trembling wildly, his face changed drastically, and his body retreated rapidly, ready to withdraw from the long river of time without hesitation.

However, at this time, the void swayed slightly, and a fishhook cut through time and space. Like the will of heaven and earth, it contained irresistible force and rushed towards the divine fortune teller!

"The fishhook, this fishhook is actually here!"

"The master is trying to catch me, no, no!"

"How could this happen? I'm already so cautious, why am I still being targeted? Master, save me!"

The divine operator was trembling all over, his face was twisted in horror, and he was roaring crazily.

He wanted to escape, but found that everything here was suppressed. He couldn't even move and could only watch the fishhook rushing towards him.

This is the most powerful force in the world. Everything is destiny and cannot be resisted!

The fishhook hooked on his mouth without any suspense, and then, a strange force moved towards him, squeezing towards him and pulling him sharply at the same time.

"Plop!"

He turned into a fish, broke out of the pool, and landed in the fish bucket that Li Nianfan had prepared.

In the backyard, the fish in the pond, the milk-producing cows, and the peacocks that were already laying eggs all sensed the sudden arrival of the aura of the avenue, and looked at the fish.

What did this supreme Daoist commit? He was caught by the master himself.

"This fish is quite big. This wave of harvest is good."

Li Nianfan smiled slightly and walked towards the inner courtyard with the wooden bucket, thinking about how to make pickled fish.

And in that hall in the fourth realm.

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng were looking at the fortune teller, with yearning on their faces at the same time.

The Supreme Dao is so powerful. When will I become the Supreme Dao?

Ye Qingshan couldn't help but said worriedly: "Hey, the ancestor of my Ye family passed away too unexpectedly. If he cannot find an opportunity in the Seventh Realm, his status will inevitably plummet."

Lei Teng said: "I, Lei Yuanzong, am not like this. Not to mention other things, if we can get the origin of the third world that was lost by the Murong family, then maybe we can all go one step further! And... based on the current situation Look, the benefits in the seventh realm are far greater than the origin of the third realm!"

Ye Qingshan's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "Now, we can only see what the fortune teller says, but we have agreed in advance that if we really get good luck, everyone will be equally distributed, otherwise, everyone will be embarrassed together!"

Lei Teng smiled coldly, "This is necessary!"

While the two were talking, the aura of the Great Dao in the void suddenly became chaotic, and the aura of the Divine Operator became extremely unstable, and even his body began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, his power was withdrawn at an unimaginable speed!

Accompanied by a "pop" sound.

His body split open in the middle, and then turned into a slope of loess and fell to the ground.

Everything here dispersed and returned to calm, leaving only Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng, frozen there with big eyes and small eyes.

shocked.

"Senior Divine Fortune Teller!"

They exclaimed at the same time, rushed over and raised their hands to pick up the slope of loess on the ground, blew it gently with their mouths, and let it fly in the wind...

Gu Yuan, who was lying on the ground, was also stunned. He was crying with tears all over his face and his eyes were full of tears because he hated himself.

Despair suddenly turned into ecstasy, and his body was shaking with excitement.

Expert, an expert must have taken action!

Hahaha, what kind of bullshit fortune teller is still pretending to be awesome? Isn’t it cool?

The master is awesome!

Ye Qingshan was a little confused, still unable to accept this fact, and said in disbelief: "He, he, he is gone now?"

Lei Teng was not much better, and said blankly: "He has been working for a long time to create such a big battle, and this is the end?"

The divine fortune teller's words about witnessing a miracle are still in my ears. I didn't expect that I would actually see it, but the price was a bit heavy.

Ye Qingshan couldn't help but said: "I originally thought that the ancestor of our Ye family left suddenly enough, but I never expected that the fortune teller left even more suddenly."

"What's going on? What happened?"

Lei Teng's brows furrowed tightly, and there was a look of fear deep in his eyes, "The fortune teller must be hiding something from us. There may be horrors in the seventh realm that we can't even imagine!"

"No wonder, he is a majestic Supreme Daoist, but he doesn't even dare to search for the soul of an ant in the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal realm. He prepared for a long time, but the end is still so miserable, tsk tsk tsk -"

As Ye Qingshan spoke, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Gu Yuan, with a flash of fear.