Three thousand great ways can all become saints.

In ancient times, the world collapsed, the saints fell, the wars broke out, and the Taoist system collapsed. That battle collapsed, the boundless continent was broken, the Fengshen Mountain was cut off, and the three thousand great roads were left, leaving only one.

It is called painting.

When drawing a tiger, you can have the power of a fierce tiger.

Painting birds can soar in the blue sky.

Draw fish and dive into the deep abyss.

...

Painting Tao is originally the most inconspicuous of the Three Thousand Great Dao. However, after the disappearance of the other Taoist traditions, after tens of millions of years of inheritance, Painting Tao has become the only Tao!

Luoshen Mountain, Shuiyun Pavilion.

A veil warms the tent, a beautiful girl stands in front of the desk, and a scroll slowly unfolds. In the painting is a boy, with a beautiful eyebrows full of spirit and handsomeness.

The girl's jade hand brushed across the portrait, and endless longing surged in her eyes, "Do you look like this now? Feng'er."

Her name is Liu Yi, the head of Shuiyun Pavilion.

In the portrait is her younger brother, the only relative in this world. He has not seen each other for 16 years. The baby has grown up. A warm touch is heard on the scroll, and Liu Yi smiled sweetly.

"Thank you too..."

Liu Yi's white and tender jade hands passed by the scroll.

This scroll was originally picked up by accident when she was a child, but it seemed to have a spirit of heaven. On the plain drawing paper, she could deduce the portrait of her younger brother to relieve her longing. Otherwise, in the cold palace for the past sixteen years, she would not know how she should persist.

For sixteen years, it is better to say that it is this mysterious scroll rather than a younger brother accompanying her.

Whenever she is in pain, a trace of warmth will always be heard in the mysterious scroll, making her heart feel warm. She has never left this scroll for sixteen years.

"Feng'er is so handsome, she's about to get married."

Liu Yi just looked at her with joy.

However, suddenly.

In the scroll, the young man's portrait suddenly became blurred, and if there were nothing, it might disappear at any time.

"Bang!"

Liu Yi's hand shook, and a bottle of thick ink around her was accidentally knocked over.

Something happened!

Liu Yi's face was snow-white and she was extremely panicked.

She hasn't seen her younger brother for 16 years, and now she relies on deduction of the picture. If the deduction fails, it means something happened to her younger brother!

"Can't it..."

Liu Yi felt ache in her heart. Thinking of the terrible possibility, she immediately comforted herself, "No, no. If something really happened to Feng'er, the palace master should come. She didn't come, which means..."

"Crack!"

Before he finished speaking, the door behind him quietly opened.

Liu Yi suddenly turned around and a majestic and dignified young woman, with countless guards, had quietly arrived in the Shuiyun Pavilion, and Liu Yi's face was ashes.

The deduction portrait failed, and the palace master came here, and the result was self-evident...

Feng'er, after all, still couldn't get through!

"Liu Yi."

The young woman spoke, "The light of cause and effect is gone."

"Plop."

The willow is soft and soft on the ground.

Tears remained silently, and the last glimmer of hope in my heart disappeared.

"Sixteen years ago, the wind and snow were everywhere. You climbed the Luoshen Mountain with the baby as a five-year-old child, hoping that I would prolong his life. I remember you sincerely, so I used the sweet rain from heaven, one of the ten immortal paintings to prolong his life. But I also left my promise back then, and when he left, it was the time for you to transform into a sacrifice."

"You sent your brother quietly without anyone knowing it. I don't blame you."

"But, although the immortal painting is powerful, although it can extend your life for your younger brother, it cannot change his fate! Death for sixteen years means that his fate has ended."

"Do you regret spending your life for only sixteen years?"

The young woman's tone was calm, but every word was full of endless majesty.

"Liu Yi doesn't regret it."

Liu Yi was sad and firm. Not to mention sixteen years, she would not regret it even if it was only one day.

"Then let's go."

The young woman raised her footsteps, "I will ask the Qintian Pavilion to pay a tribute to him to rebirth, so that your brother can find a good family in the next life. Since you have no worries, you should agree to the promise you made back then."

"yes."

Liu Yi knelt down and bowed.

Tears were left again on the stubborn face.

Commemorate to rebirth...

Brother, this is the only thing my sister can do for you.

Liu Yi was taken away.

The Shuiyun Pavilion has returned to its previous desertification. The wind was very cold at night, with the windows open and the cold wind blew up countless painting papers on the desk table.

On the desk, there is only that unfolding scroll.

The above is still the appearance of the boy, and he can do everything he can to deduce, but he can no longer image it.

However, no one expected that at this moment, a row of pitch-black fonts suddenly appeared on the blurry scroll, clearly visible.

[Sacrifice?]

[Sacrifice is a spirit, and you need to be careless to succeed. This is a method of breaking through with human soul sacrifice. It is very vicious. The master Liu Yi is in danger!]

[Looking for a solution.]

[If you have concerns in your heart, the sacrifice will definitely not be successful. Liu Yi's younger brother is related to her life.]

[Liu Feng's deduction.]

[The portrait is blurry and cannot be deduced. The judgment result is: seriously injured and confused, and there is still a glimmer of hope.]

[Look for Liu Feng and save Liu Yi!]

On the scroll.

Lines of fonts emerged and disappeared, as if they were asking and answering themselves, as if the scroll was thinking by themselves. If outsiders saw this, I would probably scare many people to death. At the last moment, the scroll seemed to have confirmed the answer. Suddenly, a strong wind broke out in the Shuiyun Pavilion and golden light flashed.

The scroll actually broke through the sky!

"boom!"

Space tearing.

I don’t know how long it took, in a small county on the edge of the Great Xia Dynasty, the scroll quietly appeared in an ordinary room and landed on the desk. In the room, a boy lay there, exactly the same as the boy in the portrait, and was Liu Yi’s younger brother.

But now he doesn't have the style of the painting, his face is pale and he may die at any time.

[There is still a glimmer of hope, and it can be saved.]

[Looking for matching healing paintings.]

Another row of fonts appeared on the scroll.

However, at this moment, the dilapidated door was pushed open, and a young man in gorgeous clothes walked in sneakily, his face turned pale and a little panicked. He looked at Liu Feng on the bed, gritted his teeth, walked forward, and suddenly pressed his hand on his mouth and covered him tightly.

"You sick tuberculosis, you can't survive anyway, why are you wasting your resources in the Liu family?"

"It's better to die early!"

"Well--"

Liu Feng didn't even make any movement in his struggle, so he was strangled to death.

The young man in gorgeous clothes showed a ferocious look on his face, and he didn't notice it at all. On the table next to him, there was a murderous intention in the seemingly ordinary scroll.

[Danger, Liu Feng Danger!]

[Look for attack spirit paintings that kill humans...]

[Search.]

[Failed to find!]

In the scroll, countless spiritual paintings that were enough to alarm the Great Xia Dynasty flashed through. However, these spiritual paintings were all spiritual paintings that cure diseases and save people, and there was no spiritual painting that killed people!

Liu Yi is kind-hearted and has painted countless times over the past sixteen years, but she only likes to cure diseases and save people.

As Liu Yi's natal picture, he doesn't even understand the method of killing people!
To be continued...