Chapter 1017
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Qin Mu and Deaf each painted. One put down his emotions and placed them in the painting, while the other put down his mortal heart and used the state of mind of a true god to describe another god.
Qin Mu painted Divine King Lang Wo, but it wasn't Divine King Lang Wo. It was the lover in his heart.
On the other hand, Deaf wanted to complete the transformation of his painting path. He wanted to use his painting to carry his Dao and his god.
His aura became more ethereal, and the divinity on his body became denser. The brush in his hand no longer seemed like a brush but a divine weapon that created life. Under his brush strokes, a new god was being born.
After some time, Qin Mu put down the brush in his hand and completed his painting.
Deaf was still using his fine brush strokes to create a life. His brush gave off the gentle light of the path of creation. The flesh and blood of the woman in the painting appeared under his brush strokes.
The divinity of the woman in the painting jumped out.
Her beauty was flawless, and her temperament was elegant and refined. Her appearance was natural, and the clothes on her body were the most beautiful heavenly clothes.
Her skin seemed to have gathered all the spirituality in the world. Her jade fingers were lush, and her fingerprints were as changeable as Dao. She seemed to be a fairy born from all the beauty in the world, yet she was created by Deaf.
When Deaf finished his last stroke, everyone present felt a faintly discernible aura gradually seeping out of the painting. It was a Great Dao that was born after birth. It wasn't born from the painting, but from Deaf's brush strokes.
He gave the young lady in the painting her divinity, body, soul, and life.
Qin Mu looked at this scene, and his heart stirred. He opened the vertical eye in the heart of his brows and looked around. He saw Deaf's Dao spreading out like an illusory smoke at a seemingly slow yet swift speed, imprinting itself in heaven and earth, imprinting itself in the void.
This wasn't a reform or a change in Dao. Instead, there was an additional technique, a Dao, in the world.
Deaf appeared to be incomparably calm. With this stroke, Lang Wo in the painting gained life and soul. He also gained his own Dao.
Finally, he put down his brush and completed his painting.
The moment he put down his brush, two streaks of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. However, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with calmness and joy.
He felt his own Dao. As one of the two with the weakest cultivation among the nine elders of Disabled Elderly Village, he didn't pay much attention to techniques and divine arts.
If it wasn't for Qin Mu's urging and the supervision of the villagers, Deaf wouldn't have tried to destroy his divine bridge to open the Celestial River Divine Treasure. or purposely raise his cultivation.....
But now, he could feel his Primordial Qi and his mind flowing along a mysterious path. It was a cultivation technique that he had formed naturally.
The so-called cultivation techniques and divine powers were actually manifestations of Dao. In the past, he cultivated other people's cultivation techniques and sought his own Dao. Thus, he did not pay much attention to cultivation.
But now, he had found his own Dao. It could even be said that he had created his own Dao. With Dao, cultivation methods and Divine Powers, everything would flow naturally and operate naturally.
An essay is a work of nature, and a miraculous stroke of luck.
It was the same for Painting Dao.
It was so mysterious, so wonderful, and so inconceivable.
Madam Si and Apothecary came forward to look at their paintings, exclaiming in admiration.
Madam Si had a smile on her face as she quietly nudged Apothecary and whispered, "Can you understand it?"
Apothecary smiled and whispered back, "No."
"Me too." Madam Si's smile didn't fade as she whispered back.
Divine King Lang Wo also walked forward and looked at the two paintings in detail. The person in Deaf's painting seemed to be another her, delicate and elegant. It reflected her inner thoughts and was free of dust.
The woman in the painting was tranquil and distant. She was as beautiful as she was. She could move around in the painting. The other her was in another world. She had her own thoughts and thoughts. She even had her own cultivation and divine arts.
The two of them looked at each other across the world.
Divine King Lang Wo exclaimed in admiration, "Although this painting path isn't creation, it's better than creation. I can't even tell if I'm in the painting or if she's in it."
Deaf said, "Mu 'er's painting isn't bad either."
Divine King Lang Wo looked at Qin Mu's painting. Qin Mu couldn't grasp her divinity, and there were differences between her in the painting and the real her. Compared to Deaf's skills, Qin Mu was much inferior.
Divine King Lang Wo looked at the person in the painting. The Lang Wo in the painting was like a quiet young lady. She stood on the head of a huge snake, holding a fresh flower to her lips to sniff. She had a shy smile on her face.
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