Douluo painter

Chapter 104 Recording the Eye of Ice and Fire

"Master, you are back!"

As soon as Mo Hui opened the door, he saw a brown thing rushing over and shouting loudly, so frightened that Mo Hui punched it subconsciously.

"puff!!"

The tan thing that had been punched by Moe slammed into the wall quickly, and then fell to the ground with a "slap".

"What, it turned out to be Xiong Er."

Mo Hui looked at Xiong Er lying on the ground and said.

He thought it would take some time for Xiong Er's soul fit.

But Xiong Er didn't expect Xiong Er to wake up so quickly. When Xiong Er rushed over just now, he thought it was something else, so he punched it.

"Xiong Er, are you okay?"

Seeing Xiong Er who was beaten by Mo Hui, Qian Renxue hurriedly went to check.

"Don't worry, Xiaoxue, my fist isn't very powerful, and besides, his body is made of cotton, so he won't be able to take much impact."

Mo Hui signaled Qian Renxue to rest assured, because he knew that his attack was not very powerful.

"Oh."

Qian Renxue responded.

But out of worry, Qian Renxue still asked Xiong Er.

"Xiong Er, how do you feel now?"

"Cough cough~~"

"Master, I feel like I'm dying."

Xiong Er pretended to be very weak and said.

"Then what should we do, Brother Mo, think of a way quickly."

Qian Renxue said anxiously.

"Ah~~"

Mo Hui looked at the slight smile on the corner of Xiong Er's mouth and sighed.

He naturally knew that Xiong Er was acting, deliberately playing tricks on Qian Renxue.

But Mo Hui also became interested seeing this, so he said to Qian Renxue:
"Xiaoxue, it seems that Xiong Er's injury is not serious, I need to operate on him."

"Surgery?"

After hearing this, Qian Renxue repeated in doubt.

"Well, Xiong Er was beaten to rupture his internal organs just now, that's why he became like this. The operation is to open Xiong Er's body and sew up his internal organs."

Mo Hui spoke nonsense to Qian Renxue in a serious manner.

Xiong Er, where did the internal organs of a teddy bear come from? It's all cotton, okay?

But Qian Renxue believed it was true, so regardless of Xiong Er's objection, she handed Xiong Er to Mo Hui.

"Xiong Er, don't be afraid, you'll be fine in a while."

Mo Hui looked at Xiong Er with a "kind" expression and said.

But in Xiong Er's eyes, Mo Hui looks like a devil.

So Xiong Er struggled and said:
"Master, Master Xiaoxue, save me quickly, I'm fine."

But when Qian Renxue heard it, she thought that Xiong Er was running away because of fear, so she comforted her:

"Xiong Er, don't be afraid, brother Mo will definitely cure you."

Then he watched Xiong Er's ink-painted knife gradually approaching from the side.

"Ahhh!!!"

Xiong Er struggled frantically, and let out a series of screams.

"By the way, I forgot to take the anesthetic."

Hearing Xiong Er's scream, Mo Hui suddenly thought.

"But there's no anesthetic here either."

Inkie showed a troubled expression.

"Don't do it if you don't have one, Master Xiaomo."

Seeing this, Xiong Er quickly dissuaded him.

"It's okay, I'll knock you out directly."

Mo Hui said after thinking for a while, and raised his fist to charge.

"Forehead……"

Xiong Er showed a desperate expression after hearing this.

Seeing Mo Hui's fist getting closer and closer, Xiong Er finally fainted from fright.

"Hahaha."

Seeing Xiong Er like this, Mo Hui couldn't help laughing.

"See if you still pretend to be in the future."

Mo Hui said while laughing.

"Brother Mo, is Xiong Er okay?"

Qian Renxue asked.

"It's okay, he's okay, he's just pretending."

Mo Hui smiled and said to Qian Renxue.

"Okay, don't worry about him, let's go have a meal and go to bed."

"Ah."

Then Mo Hui prepared a sumptuous dinner, because they didn't eat at noon, so they quickly swept away the food.

After eating, they were ready to go to bed.

Since Qian Renxue's house was originally intended for one person to live in, there was only one guest room and one master bedroom.

Mo Hui originally wanted Xiao Huo and Qian Renxue to sleep together, but they refused to agree.

So they had to have a room for each of them, and Mo Hui slept on the sofa in the living room.

Lying on the sofa, Mo Hui watched the moonlight shining through the window, unable to sleep.

So he summoned his own map of mountains and rivers.

He thought that since he couldn't sleep anyway, he might as well draw a picture of the Binghuo Liangyi Eye.

Mo Hui picked up the brush and wrote the ink, and began to construct the outline of the Ice and Fire Liangyi Eye by the moonlight.

Gradually add various fairy grasses and other plants to it, as well as various things in the eyes of ice and fire.

For example, those two springs and those two mountains.

"Hu~~"

"It's finally finished and it looks good."

After painting, Mo Hui let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the lifelike paintings under the bright moonlight, Mo Hui felt very comfortable.

"Then just put the eye of aura in it."

Speaking of which, Mohui took out the eye of aura, and Mohui combined the original two halves into one, so the eye of aura is half red and half blue.

Mo Hui slowly integrated it into the eyes of ice and fire in the painting.

After merging the eyes of spiritual energy, I saw that the eyes of ice and fire in the painting seemed to have life, emitting a strong breath of life.

"It looks like it worked."

He was very happy to see the finished ink painting, and at the same time he felt that the soul power in his body had risen again.

"It seems that Grandpa Jack and I are right."

Mo Hui said to himself.

The improvement of his soul power is indeed related to his painting level.

But painting skills have a limit after all, and he has infinitely approached that limit.

That is to say, no matter how much he improves his skills, his soul power improvement is very small.

But the improvement of painting level does not only refer to the improvement of painting skills.

Art comes from life, matter determines consciousness, and existence determines thinking.

The so-called art is that people's understanding of the world is processed in their minds and expressed through some means.

The same is true for painting, so understanding the world is also a way to improve the level of painting.

If he has been nesting in the Wuhun Palace and not going anywhere, then his knowledge is only limited to the Wuhun Palace.

No matter how perfect his painting is, it is only a reflection of his understanding in Wuhundian.

So he has to go out, go to a wider world, to know more things.

In this way, he can draw more things, and his painting level can naturally improve, and then his soul power can also be improved accordingly.

All in all, he now needs to go around the world to improve his knowledge and enrich his painting genre.

"Stay for a while and go to the next place."

Mo Hui closed the scroll and said to himself.

Then he lay down and went to sleep.

But when he just put away the scroll, the scroll gave off a faint red and blue light.

But it may be due to the shining of the moonlight, or because of Mohui's sleepiness, Mohui didn't notice.

(End of this chapter)