The strange red arm bones had returned to peace at some point, and the beautiful mountains and rivers in Lin Xiu's hand gradually blurred.
Lin Xiu, holding the scroll in his hand, was still staring at the picture in a daze. At this moment, he felt that the beautiful mountains and rivers in front of him were no longer a painting, but a world, and he was like the master of this world, the maker of rules, and looked down on the people.
This feeling is very wonderful, but it will make people feel inexplicably passionate. In the world in the picture, he is an absolute strong man. The feeling of freedom and control of his own destiny is so wonderful that it cannot be described thoroughly by words alone.
Lin Xiu slowly realized...
At the same time, the red light that filled the Qi refining layer of the word "Tian" converged into it, and the figures of everyone gradually became clearer.
Cong Ming, who was still extremely scared before, had extremely surprised and shock written on his old face at this moment, and an excited look appeared in his eyes under his frosted eyebrows.
These beautiful mountains and rivers were so lightly picked up by the boy in front of him!
It is conceivable how shocking it is to make an old man over fifty years old look so excited.
As the guardian behind the Qi Refining Hall, no one knows this holy weapon better than him. What he said before was not false. This is a painting that he didn't even know the origin. A senior who was earlier than him had tried his best to study it but had no gains. But the boy in front of him...
The old man Cong Ming, who had been shocked for a long time, finally came to his senses. He looked at Lin Xiu, who was ecstatic with beautiful mountains and rivers in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Nothing can be forced. Maybe this kid is the one who this painting has been waiting for."
Just as the old man Cong Ming sighed, Lin Xiu, who was ecstatically looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers, gradually woke up.
At this moment, he was completely awake and looked at the scroll in his hand and was stunned!
What's going on? Isn't this holy weapon not moving, so how can I pick it up now?
Also, what are the scenes I experienced before?!
Lin Xiu's heart was full of doubts and confusion.
But no matter what, he had a deep understanding of this holy weapon, and he seemed to have gotten something from it.
Turning his head, Lin Xiu saw the old man Cong Ming with an inexplicable smile, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"Old Cong, didn't you say that this thing cannot be moved? How could I pick it up? And it seemed a bit evil."
Lin Xiu casually raised the scroll in his hand and asked.
Seeing that this holy weapon was tortured in Lin Xiu's hand, Mr. Cong smiled bitterly on his face.
"Boy, do you know that I almost scared the old man to death just now. This beautiful mountain and river cannot be touched by just one person, but it is meaningless to say these things now. You have picked them up anyway." Old Cong smiled bitterly and said, "By the way, what did you feel when you picked up this painting?"
Seeing Mr. Cong looked like this, Lin Xiu also smiled and put the scroll in his hand in his original position. It should be said that throwing it to the original position is more accurate. Then he said: "I feel a lot of things, there are beauties, but unfortunately I just have the back, the sound of the piano but it is very sad, and the moon is bloody..."
"Stop, I'll let you talk about what you feel, what you do when you talk about things under the moon and flowers. I really don't understand what you young people are thinking about in their heads all day!" The old man Cong Ming waved his hand and interrupted the latter's speech when he saw Lin Xiu's affectionate look, and said angrily.
Lin Xiu looked at the old man Cong Ming innocently and aggrievedly and said, "Old Cong, I really feel these things!"
Mr. Cong also saw Lin Xiu's rogue characteristics, and immediately waved his hand and said, "Forget it, tell me if you can use this holy weapon now."
"Barrely OK."
Old Man Cong Ming got another very dissatisfied answer.
But it is OK to barely be able to do it, as long as it can be used, it will be fine.
"Boy, use it for me!" Old Cong looked very serious.
Lin Xiu also felt that it was not suitable to continue making trouble, so he nodded and muttered a mantra.
As Lin Xiu's mouth continued to move up and down, the rich fire element in Lin Xiu's body surged out wildly. The beautiful mountains and rivers that were still on the ground suddenly flew up from the ground and floated into the air, desperately absorbing the rushing fire element. Then one by one, he could only feel but could not see the qi leaking from the scroll and rolled towards Lao Cong.
Not far away, the disciples from the Holy Fire Sect Qi Refining Hall looked at the picture of Jinxiu Mountain and River in surprise, but only found that the picture was blurry and could not see anything clearly. However, Cong Lao, who was shrouded by the energy, clearly saw the scene in the painting.
"Huh." A light eh came from Old Cong's mouth, and then his figure was brought into the map by the beautiful mountains and rivers. As for the Qi Refining Layer of the Heavenly Character, he could not find his trace.
Everyone next to them saw this scene. They had had the same experience before, so they were not too surprised. They were just shocked that Lin Xiu could control this holy weapon.
The magic tricks Lin Xiu said stopped at this time, and his black eyes smiled at the beautiful pictures of mountains and rivers floating in front of him. A gray robe had already appeared among the beautiful mountains and rivers.
At this time, Cong Ming had already entered the beautiful mountains and rivers, and he could do the previous things, but he had to pay a considerable price, but that kid could use them so easily.
When he was in the scroll, he always felt something was wrong, and at this moment a sound rang in his ear.
"Old Cong, the scenery here is good." With a smile and youthful tone, the identity of the speaker was revealed.
Old Cong was shocked, and turned around and saw Lin Xiu standing in front of him with a smile and looking at him.
The person who controls the holy weapon can also enter the holy weapon? This is quite surprising to Cong Ming.
"How did you come in?" Mr. Cong asked the doubts in his heart.
Lin Xiu curled his lips and said, "If you want to come in, just come in, no matter how or why."
To be honest, Lin Xiu felt that Cong Lao was becoming a little too nagging now, and asked questions one by one, but he also understood that it would be really confusing to use the holy weapon that no one could use for thousands of years when he was used by a young boy like him.
But it’s not that he doesn’t want to talk about it, but that he doesn’t even know what’s going on. He talks about things that he doesn’t know clearly to others. He is becoming more and more confused the more he talks.
"Old Cong, don't you want to see the holy weapon useful? Then you can use your maximum attack power to attack me!" Lin Xiu thought of a good way to answer his questions.
When Cong Lao frowned when he heard this, he said, "Are you sure? I am a seven-star general. Although I have not recovered all my strength yet, any move is not something you, a one-star general, can bear. Are you sure I can use the strongest attack?"
Mr. Cong didn't want to accidentally hurt such a good seedling.
"I'm sure, very sure and sure! Mr. Cong, come on!"