Douluo painter

Chapter 26 Repainting the Soul Ring
"Woo~~ Sister Dong'er!"

As soon as Mo Hui returned to the Wuhun Hall and saw Bibi Dong, he immediately flew over with a look of grievance, and hugged Bibi Dong tightly.

"What's the matter, Xiaomo? Did someone bully you? Tell my sister, I'll avenge you."

Seeing Mo Hui's appearance, Bibi Dong thought he was being bullied, so she asked with concern.

"Sister Dong'er..."

"It's like this..."

Then Mo Hui sobbed and explained to Bibi Dong why he was like this, like a child who went home to complain after being bullied.

"Little Mo, are you saying that you met a ten-thousand-year soul beast in the Hunting Soul Forest?"

Bibi Dong asked with some uncertainty.

Because as far as she knew, the soul beasts with the highest age limit in that forest were only a thousand years old, so how could there be ten thousand year soul beasts.

"Well, it's really a ten-thousand-year soul beast, sister Dong'er."

Mo Hui said with certainty.

"That snake looks at least tens of meters long, and it is definitely a ten thousand year soul beast."

Mo Hui was afraid that Bibi Dong would not believe it, so he added.

"A length of tens of meters is indeed at the level of a ten-thousand-year soul beast, but it shouldn't be."

Bibi Dong knew that the snake-shaped soul beasts grew bigger with age, and the tens of meters had already reached the level of ten thousand-year soul beasts.

But she felt that this kind of soul beast should not appear in the hunting soul forest. After all, the hunting soul forest has only been built for a few hundred years, so how could it be possible to produce ten thousand year soul beasts?
"By the way, that soul beast wasn't that big in the first place, but it suddenly became so huge."

Mo Hui added.

"Suddenly increased?"

After hearing what Mo Hui said, Bibi Dong was even more puzzled. She had never seen a snake-shaped soul beast that could change its size at will.

"Is there anything special about that snake?"

Bibidong felt that Mo Hui might have missed something, which made her unable to accurately determine what kind of soul beast Mo Hui was talking about.

"A special place."

Mo Hui closed his eyes and thought for a while, then a pair of dark green eyes appeared in his mind, startling him.

Immediately after recovering, he said to Bibi Dong:
"By the way, its eyes are very special. Both eyes are dark green, and there are patterns I don't recognize inside."

"Eye?"

After hearing this, Bibi Dong seemed to have some clues. She felt that what Mo Hui encountered might not be a ten thousand year soul beast, but a naughty little snake.

"Sister Dong'er, do you know what kind of soul beast that is?"

Seeing that Bibi Dong seemed to have figured it out, Mo Hui asked eagerly.

"Well, if my guess is correct, what you encountered should be a green-scaled phantom-eyed snake."

Bibi Dong replied.

"Phantom-eyed snake with green scales? What kind of soul beast is this?"

Mo Hui was very puzzled when he heard it. He knew very few soul beasts, so naturally he didn't know what kind of soul beast it was.

"This is a very rare soul beast. You don't know whether it is lucky or unlucky to meet you."

Bibi Dong smiled wryly.

She has never seen this kind of snake, and only heard about it once from her master.

"Very rare? Is there anything special about this snake?"

Ink painted asked.

"The special thing about them is their eyes you just mentioned. They can use their eyes to make illusions to confuse their opponents, so as to avoid threats, and of course they are sometimes used for mischief."

Bibi Dong explained.

"However, their illusions are useless to people with higher strength, and they have no other means of attack except illusions, and they are even non-toxic, so not many survive, which is why I say they are very rare .”

Bibi Dong then added.

"So this is ah."

When Mo Hui heard it, he suddenly realized that he was tricked by this snake.

"No, I can't swallow this breath. I was scared out of my wits by a little snake. Next time I meet it again, I must take revenge."

Mo Hui said angrily in his heart.

"Haha, Xiaomo, stop caring about such things. By the way, how is your research on soul rings? Can you draw them successfully?"

Seeing Mo Hui's distressed look, Bibi Dong smiled and comforted her.

"Not very good, because I didn't observe many soul beasts at all, and I don't know if it will succeed."

Mo Hui said with some disappointment.

And he still resented the green snake in his heart.

"It's okay, Xiaomo, you have to believe in yourself. My sister believes that you will succeed. Even if you don't succeed, it's okay. My sister can help you find the spirit ring."

Seeing that Mo Hui was a little disappointed, Bibi Dong comforted Mo Hui.

"Oh, I see, sister Dong'er."

Although Mo Hui answered this way, he still couldn't let it go. He wanted to draw the soul ring by himself because he didn't want to hunt the soul beast.

If he doesn't succeed, he still wants to hunt the soul beast, which is a bit unacceptable to him.

"Sister Dong'er, I'm going to draw a soul ring, you should go back first."

Mo Hui said to Bibi Dong.

"Well, then I'll go back and cook for you first. You must be hungry after you finish painting. I need to cook more meals for you."

Then Bibi Dong and Mo Hui said goodbye and left.

Mo Hui didn't even have a chance to refute, he originally wanted to tell Bibi Dong that he wasn't hungry and didn't need to cook so many meals.

But now it seems that he can't avoid the biochemical feast for a while.

"God, for my poor sake, let me succeed!"

"I'm willing to bet all of Sister Dong'er's meals. If I don't succeed, I will worship all of those meals to you."

Moe prayed before starting to paint.

But this is not so much a prayer as a threat.

Then he started to paint the soul ring. Since he had painted it many times before, he quickly completed the shape, and then he began to try to integrate the spirit of the soul beast into the painting.

However, the process was not smooth. He was really not good at painting such intangible things, and he did not succeed in painting many times.

It's all tangible and godless, it's just an empty shell, and I haven't seen any results after trying it many times.

After a while, Mo Hui was already disheartened, and planned to make one last attempt.

"This is the last one, please, it must be successful!"

Mo Hui took a deep breath, lifted his spirits, held the brush tightly, and began to draw the last soul ring.

All the previous ones have failed, and this is his last hope, so he draws very seriously, not daring to make a single mistake.

It seems that he has painted a lot. He feels that the painting is very smooth this time. The brush is flying in the air like clouds and flowing water. The shape is gradually formed and the meaning is gradually prepared. This makes him feel that this time he can succeed.

But the reality is always cruel, and this time it still failed.

"No way, can I really not do it?"

Mo Hui began to doubt himself.

He can't even draw a soul ring, what kind of painting genius is he?

"No, how can a man say no, I will do it!"

However, after a short period of frustration, Mo Hui mustered up his confidence again, he couldn't give up like this, otherwise how could he be worthy of himself and his teacher.

So he started to paint again, he planned to do it again, this time he decided to draw the soul ring of the snake.

One is because this is the only soul ring he has not tried yet, and the other is because he has taken a fancy to the ability of that snake.

Although illusion is not strong, he thinks it is a useful skill, and it is better than nothing.

(End of this chapter)