The underworld signed in for a thousand years, reincarnated as an angry and crying empress

"It's done!"

"Nascent Soul Realm!"

Ordinary cultivators are all Nascent Souls.

And he actually has two.

Nature has great benefits.

The Nascent Soul is the root of the cultivators. If it is destroyed, it will be seriously injured, and it will never be able to cultivate.

If it is more serious, go directly to Hades.

No matter how serious it is, Lord Yama will never have a chance to meet...

Li Heng summoned the Nascent Soul to fight, and if one was destroyed, the other would be available and would not die directly.

However, it also takes a lot of money to restore the Nascent Soul.

"The realm of the Nascent Soul is also one hundred levels. It is indeed not easy to reach the extreme realm of the ages..."

"Need to use something..."

"Myriad Soul Bone..."

It is necessary to use the bones of all spirits to integrate into the Nascent Soul, so that the Nascent Soul can break through the last realm and reach the acme of eternity.

"After Nascent Soul, the Realm God List is gone..."

It is a pity to lose a source that absorbs the energy of the ages.

However, in the first few realms, Li Heng has already gained a lot.

In the future, there will still be gods such as swordsmanship and painting, which can be boarded, but the difficulty will be much higher than the realm gods.

"In a few days, it's time to hand in the painting, now draw a picture..."

"What should I draw?"

Li Heng's artistic conception of the way of painting is not strong, but he has five bones of the way of painting, and he can use the power of the bones to create a painting.

With this level of painting, winning the first place is naturally not a problem.

Open the window, and the fresh air blows in.

Li Heng closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a moment, and the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear.

"Let's make a sword dancing picture."

This time I just want to create a spiritual painting, I don’t need too much artistic conception, just use what I am familiar with.

Xuan paper is spread on the desk, brushes and colored ink are placed separately.

Li Heng picked up the jade tattoo brush, and his momentum changed suddenly.

On the middle finger, a bright light burst out.

Scrolls of pictures floated on the middle finger.

With a few strokes, the green grassland is outlined.

The color is emerald green, which makes people panic...

After sketching the prairie, I changed to a brush and a new ink.

A handsome man in fluttering white clothes, with a jade tree facing the wind, appeared in the painting.

It seems that there are only a few simple strokes, but the outline of the characters is perfectly outlined.

This is a picture of dancing swords, and the next sword is the most important thing.

Li Heng closed his eyes, opened them again, and streams of sword energy floated around his body.

hum~

With a slight tremor of the arm, all the sword energy condensed on the brush.

With a wave at the scroll, it was like a sharp sword cutting on the rice paper.

Looking carefully, the rice paper was not scratched by the sword energy.

The long sword in the man's hand is outlined.

A painting has been painted.

Li Heng nodded slightly.

"The painting can only be regarded as average, but it is enough for the exchange meeting."

Kendo is his strong point, and it is integrated into the painting, which raises the artistic conception of this painting to a higher level.

Take a brush, dip it in red ink, and write the signature in the lower right corner.

'A dream of fairy fate'

"Okay, it's done!"

After drying, you can take it to the exchange meeting.

On the following day, Li Heng successfully made it to the list of eternal mysterious alchemy by relying on a hundred layers of mysterious alchemy.

Get three chances and 120 times sign-in rewards.

Li Chenxi also made it to the Mysterious Pill List, and Li Heng once again absorbed the Eternal Spirit, increasing the sign-in reward by 120 times.

The total sign-in multiple has been increased to 1217 times.

The only pity is that in the eternal chance, I didn't get the parchment...

......

Sword City.

Huayuan Pavilion.

As the artist exchange meeting approached, there were obviously many more painters coming and going than before.

Three figures appeared on the edge of the square.

A middle-aged man with two children.

When he was at Jianfeng, Li Heng combined the way of swordsmanship with the way of painting, and the way of painting displayed was extremely extraordinary.

Li Hongtian already knew Li Heng's level of painting skills, and believed in him, he would definitely get the first place.

So, I didn't worry too much about it this time.

"Li Heng, is your painting ready?" Li Chenxi asked, staring into the boy's eyes seriously.

"Well, for this kind of exchange meeting, just prepare a random picture." Li Hengman said indifferently.

"Prepare as you please? No!" Li Chenxi seemed a little anxious.

On the back of her right hand, there is still a silk scarf tied.

"You must draw a good picture, this time you must get the top three!"

"Hurry up and improve your drawing skills, that's the most important thing!"

The hello cat with its head in the hand becomes obsessed.

Seeing it every day always feels so dazzling.

Anyway, he has been on the list of gods several times. With a kitten in his hand, wouldn't he look like a child?

Li Hongtian watched the two children bickering, smiled and shook his head.

The two children seem to be at odds with each other by nature, and they often bicker.

However, the recent relationship seems to be much better, which is also a gratifying thing.

"Don't worry." Li Heng comforted the girl's emotions, "It's not something that happens overnight..."

"The artistic conception of the Dao of Painting, how can it be promoted to a painting fairy?"

Now, I haven't even reached the peak of painting meaning, and I don't know when I want to make Yijing become a painting fairy.

"You have to practice painting well! With such a strong aptitude, it should be very easy to improve. This time you enter the Hundred Paintings Hall, you must study hard!" Li Chenxi said.

"Okay, I will work hard!" Li Heng nodded.

The three of them came to the door of Huayuan Pavilion, and met the hall master again, Liu Shen.

Liu Shen looked at the two, especially the two children, with surprise on his face.

"You guys are really here..."

Last time, even though Li Yijian came forward and asked Li Heng to sign up for the artist exchange meeting.

But I also think that Li Yijian signed up to satisfy Shenzi's curiosity.

On the actual day of the exchange meeting, Li Heng would never come.

Who would have thought, it really came.

Could it be that Li Heng also has some accomplishments in painting?

Dao painting is often achieved through day-to-day practice and after many years of precipitation.

Those top painters are usually very old.

It is very rare for someone like Li Heng to become a painter at the age of six.

Liu Shen cupped his fists and saluted Li Hongtian as a warrior.

"Meet Patriarch Li!"

The Li family was originally an ancient family with a very high status.

With the emergence of the pair of peerless arrogances, the Son of God and the Goddess, the momentum of the family is even more prosperous.

Presumably, it won't be long before the next prosperous age of the Li family will be ushered in.

Li Hongtian also clasped his hands together and saluted back.

"Hall Master Liu!"

On weekdays, he is humble and treats everyone very politely, which has earned him a good reputation.

"Here, this is my spiritual painting." Li Heng handed over the scroll.

The picture scroll is rolled up, tied with a red string and tied with a beautiful bow...

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"Okay, let me take a look..." Liu Shen untied the bow, and a beautiful picture appeared before his eyes.

Just a glance, you can see the extraordinaryness of this painting.

"This..."

"It's so rich in painting..."

"It's definitely a top-notch spiritual painting!"

With his sharp eyesight, he can easily judge how much this painting is worth.

"Is this painting really yours?"

No wonder he was suspicious.

Normal children, when they are six years old, mostly hold twigs and draw pictures on the soil.

It is rare to be able to pick up a brush and make such a painting on rice paper.

"Well, of course it's mine." Li Heng pointed to the inscription on the lower right corner, and whispered a few words, "Xian Yuan Yi Meng!"

hum~

The red writing in the lower right corner of the scroll lit up with a ray of light following Li Heng's call.

hum hum...

The scroll trembled slightly, as if responding to Li Heng's call.

Seeing this scene, Liu Shen finally believed that this painting was made by Li Heng.