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

Come to think of it, there must be many more painted paths in the main entrance than in the side entrance!

"Master Wenze, how many floors have you been to before?"

Hearing this, Li Wenze lowered his head in shame, and said, "I'm ashamed to say that this old man has only passed the sixth floor..."

"There is still a big gap between those top painters..."

"The sixth floor is not bad!" Li Heng also knew something about the ruins of Huaxian.

It is said that only the top painters are eligible to ascend to the seventh floor.

Li Wenze's ability in painting is considered the strongest in the Li family.

In the Jinglong Immortal Realm where there are many sects of painting Taoism, it can only be regarded as a middle-level level.

"Master Wenze, what is the inside of the six-storey painting fairy ruins?" Li Heng was also curious about this.

Li Wenze recalled: "I used to go up to the third floor, the fourth floor, and the fifth floor..."

"Each floor is a unique painting world..."

"Contains many painting methods..."

"If you learn something from it, you will be able to improve your painting skills by a large amount..."

"Moreover, each layer contains many more painting methods than the previous layer..."

Li Heng nodded slightly after hearing this.

"The nine-story painting fairy ruins, what does it look like inside?"

"I don't know..." Li Wenze sighed, "However, it is said that the ninth floor contains the most paintings in the entire Huaxian ruins..."

"Comprehend all the ways of painting, and at least the realm can be drawn to show the universe!"

Chapter 469 The Rising Sun

"The painting shows the universe!" Li Heng's eyes lit up.

This realm is only one step away from the top painting avenue.

Triggering the power of the holy blood blue dragon can reach as much as [-]%.

The power of the Canglong Immortal Fist will also increase by forty times.

"You, don't look so far away..." Li Wenze put his hand lightly on Li Heng's shoulder, "It's better to think about it now..."

"Your painting skills have extraordinary potential, maybe you really have the strength to ascend to the ninth floor..."

"It's just a matter of time..."

Li Heng smiled lightly.

"Maybe, this time I can climb to the ninth floor?"

He is the descendant of the painting god.

Possesses the highest level of divine body painting.

Far stronger than these painting fairies.

The conversation between the two was not loud, but it was also heard by several passers-by.

Coincidentally, Liu Junyi was standing beside him.

Snapped!

Liu Junyi closed the jade fan, walked up to Li Hengsheng, and asked, "Dare you ask me the name of the Immortal Artist of Taiwan?"

Judging from Li Heng's tone, he should be a talented painter.

Otherwise, how can you have the strength to ascend to the ninth floor?

Moreover, Li Heng also said that this time there is a chance to ascend to the ninth floor.

That's even more surprising.

Therefore, Liu Junyi planned to make friends.

Maybe, he is really a well-known painter.

"I..." Li Heng had concealed the fact that he was Yimeng Huaxian before, and he didn't plan to reveal it easily this time.

"It's just a little-known painting fairy. I guess not many people know about his name..."

"So that's how it is..." Hearing this, Liu Junyi felt a little contemptuous in his heart.

Without a name, he dared to say that he could reach the ninth floor.

Probably a fledgling kid who hasn't figured out the situation of the Huaxian ruins yet.

Participating this time, most of them will ascend to the second or third heaven.

Only then will I know how high the sky is and how difficult the road to painting is.

In front of Hualintian Pavilion, there is a stunningly beautiful woman in a white dress named Yun Sijie.

Yun Sijie held a bamboo shovel in her hand, standing there, it was a beautiful scenery.

Among the painting fairies who came this time, there were also quite a few young people, all of whom stared at this woman's face with a certain amount of interest.

Liu Junyi waved his jade fan and walked slowly towards the woman.

"Bamboo Xiao Painting Immortal! Stay safe and sound!"

This Bamboo Flute Painting Immortal is the chief disciple of Hualintian Pavilion. He has received the true biography of the pavilion master and has a very high realm of painting.

Among the younger generation, it is definitely the best.

"Jade Fan Painting Immortal!" Yun Sijie's melodious voice sounded like a yellow warbler.

Liu Junyi looked at Yun Sijie, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"Zhuxiao Huaxian, I heard that your painting realm has improved in the past few years. Why don't you and I find a quiet place to drink tea and talk about painting at the end of the Huaxian ruins?"

"Maybe it's been a long time since I've heard you play the bamboo flute, that melodious voice really makes people linger..."

Yun Sijie is not only accomplished in painting, but also good at playing bamboo flutes.

Everyone who has heard it is full of praise.

"Hmm..." Yun Sijie nodded slightly, "The Jade Fan Painter has extraordinary accomplishments in painting, and I have something to ask for advice!"

She is very appreciative of those strong people who are good at painting.

This Liu Junyi is the one with the strongest talent in painting among the younger generation.

Over the years, the two of them have walked around more frequently.

I often taste tea and talk about painting in quiet teahouses.

When chatting happily, they will put the bamboo Xiao in their hands to their mouths and play a beautiful melody.

Liu Junyi was painting on the sidelines.

"That's great..." Liu Junyi had an obvious smile in his eyes, "I brought a painting this time, and I'll make a fool of myself in front of Zhuxiao Painting Immortal later..."

"The jade fan painting fairy is too modest!" Yun Sijie had a good impression of this gentle and elegant man.

"You have Huaxian finger bones. Among the younger generation, you are definitely at the top of the pyramid, and no one can surpass it!"

"I'm overwhelmed!" Hearing these words, Liu Junyi had a smug look in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

...

Standing on the high platform, Xiang Hongzhen saw that people were almost here, and said to many painting immortals: "The ruins of the painting immortals have been opened. Please, all the painting immortals, show your paintings in front of the painting immortals!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a painting fairy who was eager to try, and walked out of the crowd.

This person's name is Lu Yun, and he is a not-so-famous painter.

Lu Yun walked to the front of the steps, faced the crowd, and unfolded the scroll in his hand.

"Rising Sun Picture!"

Swish!

A picture scroll about seven feet long and three feet wide was revealed in front of everyone.

Li Heng raised his head and looked at the scroll. He noticed the rising sun in the painting at first sight.

After staring at the scroll for a few moments, his consciousness was sucked into the world in the painting.

He stood on the top of the mountain, and there was no light in front of him.

Suddenly, a bright sun rose from the horizon.

The scorching sun swayed on the body, giving people a warm feeling.

"The rising sun..."

"Not bad!"

Li Heng felt a little emotional.

The strength of Huaxian is toughness.

It is possible to show the scene of the rising sun in one painting.

It makes people feel immersive, as if they really appeared on the top of the mountain and saw the sunrise.

The sun rises, and the scorching sun floods the earth.

Li Heng also left the world in the painting.

After seeing this painting, many painters lost their interest and did not show much emotion.

Xiang Hongzhen also gave his own comments.

"This picture of the rising sun in the east shows the painting well... But... there is still a lot of room for improvement... Go back and keep working hard!"

The strength of this painting fairy can only be regarded as medium among many people.

Not much to praise.

Lu Yun's expression gradually froze.

In front of everyone, he only got such a comment, and his face was somewhat ugly.

It was the first time for him to participate in the Immortal Painting Fair, and he thought that his favorite paintings would be appreciated by everyone and would soar into the sky.

Who would have thought that he was just building a car behind closed doors.

After the Huaxian Ruins felt the painting, a golden light flashed.

The golden light slowly extended upwards from the lowest step.

The gray steps are dyed gold.

After a while, all the stairs turned golden.

The connecting gates on this floor also shone with golden light.

Li Wenze raised his skinny hand and pointed to the steps on the first floor.

"Look, Li Heng, this golden light is the appearance of the Huaxian ruins..."

"Golden light will spread upward from the bottom of the steps..."

"How many floors it spreads to, means how many heavens it can reach!"

Li Heng followed the golden light and looked up.

After the golden light completely lit up the first floor, it didn't stay there and continued to spread to the second floor.

The entire second floor is also lit.

Then, it spread towards the third layer.

When the gate on the third floor shone with golden light, the golden light stopped and stopped moving.

Chapter 470 Want me to look up to you?

"The golden light spreads to the third floor, that is to say, this painting fairy can ascend to the third heaven!"