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Chapter 36
"Heart, I think, it should be like this..."

Lin Xiaotian's [Left Hand Knife] gradually slowed down, he raised his eyelids slightly, and murmured this sentence in a low voice.

In the instant just now, many images flashed through his mind, there was the words said to him by the old cooking god of the previous generation, there was the poor old teacher who made noodles with him when he was a child, and there was a mother encouraging him to make noodles for the first time... …

Even Lin Zhongxun's charming smile bloomed in his mind, and he said softly to Lin Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, close your eyes, open the eyes of wisdom in your heart, you can do it!"

"Of course I can!"

Seeing Lin Zhongxun's smile, for some reason, Lin Xiaotian felt a surge of anger. This was not the appearance of being encouraged by his father, but more like wanting to prove his stubbornness to his father.

The next moment, Lin Xiaotian's slightly raised eyelids slowly fell, and he closed his eyes.

All kinds of pictures in his mind were scattered like ebbing tide, his mind was blank, like ancient rice paper, pure and flawless, without any dirt.

The sound of insects outside the window disappeared, but his ears suddenly became sharp, and he seemed to be able to hear the slight sound of air flowing.

This kind of realm is mysterious and mysterious, Lin Xiaotian doesn't know how it came about.

It may also be that Lin Xiaotian's realm has reached this stage, and he naturally stepped into it.It may also be that a week of studying the basics of martial arts, coupled with the motivation of meditation, gave Lin Xiaotian a new understanding of the world.

Perhaps, the combination of the two can allow Lin Xiaotian to step into this mysterious realm.

Slowly raised his right hand, although Lin Xiaotian couldn't see it, but his hand was pressed on the turtle shell accurately.

"Snapped!"

At the moment when his right hand pressed the turtle shell, something seemed to be broken in Lin Xiaotian's mind, and a ball of black ink was splashed on the rice paper.

The black ink came for no reason, spilled on the rice paper like a smudge.

Lin Xiaotian frowned slightly, he himself didn't understand what was going on with the mysterious picture in his mind, so he could only wave his right hand and proceed according to his feeling.

With the right hand, press the carapace of the soft-shelled turtle species, carefully feel the shape and texture of the carapace.

With the movement of Lin Xiaotian's right hand, the ink marks in his mind also began to move and change slowly, the ink marks flowed around, outlining fine lines.

After a while, the ink stain on the rice paper showed its appearance, it was the carapace, the carapace of the willow-leaf turtle, which was exactly the same as what Lin Xiaotian felt with his right hand!
The strange picture is clearly blank rice paper, but the shapes on it are three-dimensional, antique, and have the charm of ink painting.

With the continuous improvement of the picture, Lin Xiaotian began to understand that his brain was sketching what he felt!

After understanding this point, most of the doubts in Lin Xiaotian's heart were removed, and his right hand turned faster and faster, groping around the turtle species.

Every muscle, every texture, even the texture on the skin, Lin Xiaotian meticulously explored.

The fingers are jumping, the position of the palm is constantly changing, Lin Xiaotian's right hand is turning faster and faster, he doesn't know how many times he has felt it on this turtle's body.

Under Lin Xiaotian's hands, the turtle species kept turning around, turned around, turned over, and when it reached the back, the palm-sized turtle species was held up by Lin Xiaotian, like a plaything, constantly turning in Lin Xiaotian's hands.

And the picture in Lin Xiaotian's mind became clearer and clearer, the ball of ink had been completely dispersed, thick and light, and a living willow-leaf soft-shelled turtle was outlined.

Whether it is the general or the details, this turtle species seems to come alive in Lin Xiaotian's mind!

The turtle species struggled, trying to break free from the shackles of the rice paper, it moved, its limbs shook slightly, and its head swayed from side to side!

"How is this going?"

Lin Xiaotian was startled suddenly, he didn't understand what was going on with this change in his mind, he clearly didn't want this willow-leaf turtle to come back to life!
"Isn't it dead? Wasn't the neck pierced by [Fu Liu]? How can it still move?"

As soon as the thought came to Lin Xiaotian's mind, there was a light-colored ink smudge across Lin Xiaotian's mind. It was fast and stuck on the neck of the turtle species!

It was drawn with ink [Flicking Willows], nailing the willow-leaf soft-shelled turtle to death again, exactly the same position as Lin Xiaotianxia's hand.

This is……

After being amazed, Lin Xiaotian suddenly realized that he began to understand how to control the ink painting in his mind.

"Use [Shadow Seam] to dissect." Lin Xiaotian's thought flashed through.

Following Lin Xiaotian's order, the [Flicking Willow] in the ink painting slowly changed, and became the appearance of [Shadow Seam] again, and began to dissect the turtle species from the neck...

In 3 minutes, the turtle species was completely dissected, and the limbs, carapace, skin and flesh were completely separated.

The structure inside is blurred, and some places are just a pool of ink, and it is not known what is inside.

This is because Lin Xiaotian did not understand the internal structure of the willow-leaf soft-shelled turtle, so the ink painting could not demonstrate its internal structure.

"Well, starting from the neck is not a good choice."

After watching the dissection process, this thought flashed in Lin Xiaotian's mind.

The next moment, the rice paper in my mind was blank again, and new ink was splashed on it, quickly outlining the evolution, and becoming the willow-leaf turtle again.

"Attack at the crevice of the carapace this time!" Lin Xiaotian's thoughts moved again.

Following Lin Xiaotian's thoughts, the [Shadow Seam] in the ink painting moves again, re-dissecting the turtle species...

Just like that, as long as Lin Xiaotian was not satisfied, he would start all over again. He dissected this turtle species hundreds of times in his mind!

Calculating the time, it will be more than two hours, but Lin Xiaotian has no concept of time at all, he just tirelessly dissects the turtle species.

Once, twice, three times... from the head, from the tail, from the left lower rib...

I don't know how many times Lin Xiaotian solved it, Lin Xiaotian finally stopped the drill in his mind, he is already familiar with this control method, he can control every knife so finely by himself.

However, he also completed the most perfect dissection and was able to dissect the willow-leaf soft-shelled turtle into what he imagined.

"Snapped!"

As if he understood that Lin Xiaotian had finished the rehearsal, the ink in his mind suddenly burst open, and the pitch-black ink splashed everywhere.

The white rice paper world also disappeared from Lin Xiaotian's mind.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Lin Xiaotian's body that hadn't moved for a long time started to move!
[Left-handed knife] Start gesture, turn wrist, ten breaths.

The silver [Shadow Seam] turned into a flower, and suddenly unfolded from Lin Xiaotian's left hand!

Afterwards, Lin Xiaotian's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his right hand without hesitation, and with a soft "snap", pressed firmly on the turtle's carapace.

"Shh!"

[Shadow Gap] Chanting softly, Lin Xiaotian's left hand just swayed past!

Ordinary people can't see that kind of picture clearly, it's like Lin Xiaotian hasn't moved at all, and the left hand is like an old movie on cassette, it's just stuck.

But Lin Xiaotian is very clear that his [Left Hand Knife] has been sold out, one breath, 180 nine knives!

A few days ago, Lin Xiaotian's [Left Hand Knife] was only three breaths, 99 knives. Unexpectedly, it was only a few days, and his progress was like a divine help!

Taking a breath, Lin Xiaotian let go of his right hand.

With the first soft sound of "click", the willow leaf turtle lost the pressure of its left hand and scattered in all directions!

"Ding Dong!" There was a second soft sound, [Shadow Gap] landed on the ground, and Lin Xiaotian's left hand hung down limply like a pimp.

A move beyond the ultimate [Left Hand Knife], shattering Lin Xiaotian's left arm!
"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] skill upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] skill upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] skill upgrade!"

"Ding! Congratulations! [Left Hand Knife] skill upgrade!"

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(End of this chapter)