Archean Eon Art

In the past, the realm was low, and I couldn't understand the six-stroke painting. I only instinctively felt that it was the most mysterious.

Now that he has mastered the "Hunting Cave Rules" and became the Yuanshen Seven Tribulations Realm, Meng Chuan looked at it carefully, but he was a little confused.

"This stroke, at first glance, is like tearing apart the chaos and opening up the universe." Meng Chuan murmured, "But if you look more closely, it seems that everything is condensed into one, and everything returns to one stroke. It represents all the spaces I see."

"But if you think about it carefully, the rules of the hole, the rules of space, the blade of opening the sky... are exactly what I have mastered."

"What do I know, what do I see?"

Meng Chuan was a little shocked.

You can see what is in your heart.

These six strokes are really weird.

"Let's take a closer look at Liubi's painting from the perspective of the rules of the mixed hole." Meng Chuan temporarily abandoned other ideas, because among the rules he has mastered, the rule of the mixed hole is the strongest, and perhaps he can better understand the mystery of the Liubi painting.

Time passed slowly.

Meng Chuan has been staring at the six-stroke painting, and the real body in his hometown and many avatars are also comprehending the six-stroke painting.

Look at the first stroke first, then the second stroke...

Six strokes, each one is different!

Just like observing an object, it looks different when viewed from the front, back, left, right, top, and bottom.

In this "six-stroke painting", Meng Chuan looked at the "Hundred Hole Rules" from different levels. As the master of the mixed hole rules, Meng Chuan did not understand the mixed hole rules at so many levels in the past.

"It's a wonderful six-stroke painting." Meng Chuan watched it for ten years before he started to pick up his brush.

The first stroke was drawn slowly, and Meng Chuan shook his head. The painting was too far behind.

I clearly understood it, and I really started to paint, but found that my understanding was still superficial.

...

Six-stroke painting, I watched it for ten years and started writing for 23 years before I painted the first six-stroke painting that Meng Chuan was satisfied with.

this painting,

The strokes are dark and terrifying.

Six staggered...

It's like a real hole in front of you.

Meng Chuan looked at the painting in front of him, and nodded slightly: "It's done, and finally, with only six strokes, the whole chaotic rules were drawn."

All the mysteries of the chaotic rules are contained in these six strokes.

"Fortunately, I have seen the world with the eyes of a painter since I practiced. I am used to this kind of practice, and I was able to draw an original rule with only six strokes." Meng Chuan secretly said that six strokes draw an original rule. Before he came to paint the holy mountain, Meng Chuan didn't believe he could do it. Each of the other thirty-two paintings left by Daoist Shanwu is extremely complicated.

It is because of the original rules, which are infinitely vast, and the more strokes, the more sure they can be integrated into the complete rules.

Six strokes?

Meng Chuan also saw the six-stroke painting, was guided, and with his talent in painting, he finally drew the "six-stroke painting" with mixed rules.

"This is just a six-stroke painting with the rules of the cave." Meng Chuan looked over the courtyard wall of the cave, looking at the six-stroke painting on the majestic 90,000-mile high mountain wall, "but the real original painting can Incorporate any kind of rule."

"Try the rules of space."

Meng Chuan watched again.

With the first experience, this time it is much faster. Watching March, I started to paint for a year, and I successfully painted the "six-stroke painting" with spatial rules.

"It's done."

In the one year of writing, he failed many times, but Meng Chuan finally succeeded this time. Looking at the six-stroke painting of the "Space Rules" in front of him, he seemed to see the complete space rules.

"Two six-stroke paintings, one with regular space and one with regular holes." Meng Chuan put both paintings in front of him. The two paintings have very different styles, one is dark and terrifying, the other is vast and calm, but The same is six strokes.

"Complete all six strokes?"

Meng Chuan compared the two paintings, "You can also try to draw the rules of opening the sky in the same way, but I only understand the part of the rules of opening the sky now, try to draw the blade of the sky first!"

Meng Chuan looked up and continued to look at the six-stroke painting on the majestic mountain wall, trying to understand the blade of the sky from the perspective of the "six-stroke painting".

This time, time is faster.

It is obvious that it is getting easier for Meng Chuan to understand the rules from the perspective of six-stroke painting. This time, he only watched it for a day, and Meng Chuan learned something, and began to try to draw the blade of the sky.

When Meng Chuan was painting, he had a clearer understanding of the six-stroke painting in his mind. He understood that the six-stroke painting is the deconstruction of everything. After deconstructing the rules of the hole, the rules of space, and the blade of the sky... …Meng Chuan became more and more familiar with the deconstruction method of Liubizhihua.

This time Open Sky Blade only tried to paint for half an hour——

"boom."

In Meng Chuan's Yuanshen world, there are six strokes that are completely condensed and presented. They are intertwined with each other to form a mysterious sigil, which contains endless power. This sigil has become a part of Meng Chuan's Yuanshen world and also integrated into the scroll In Yuanshen.

"This—" Meng Chuan's brush stopped, and there were six strokes in the depths of his eyes.

Meng Chuan looked up.

Wow!

The entire Huashen Mountain, the entire secret realm of Shanwu, and even the vast void beyond the secret realm.

In Meng Chuan's eyes, it became a vast painting. This huge painting has six layers superimposed, and each layer is different. In this superimposed painting, there are countless creatures, there is the Master of the Six Tribulations Poison Eyes, there are sun stars, lunar stars, countless barren stars, and a world of life. Naturally, there is also the holy mountain of painting. Everything exists in the painting, is part of the painting.

The creatures in the painting have different appearances on the six levels, some levels are ferocious and evil, some levels are peaceful and peaceful, and some levels are just skeletons...

The celestial bodies such as the sun star, the lunar star, and the world of life in the painting are also different in different layers. Some are flames, some are light, and some are a drop of ink...

*****

An old man with long black hair and long beard was sleeping soundly lying on the boulder. There was a small stove beside the boulder, and a jug of wine that was mostly drunk. The jug of wine leaned against the edge of the boulder, and a drop of wine dripped.

The surrounding Zhangxu range is very peaceful and ordinary, and the pot of wine is still warm.

But outside of Dashi's Zhang Xu, things are changing rapidly.

The vast land quickly turned into an ocean... The ocean dried up again, exposing the mountains... The mountains turned into mud, and countless people lived and multiplied here to form civilization... Here it turned into a vast uninhabited swamp...

The surrounding scene is constantly changing.

The timeline is advancing at a terrifying speed, 10,000 years, 20,000 years, 30,000 years...

However, the old man was lying on the boulder within Zhangxu range, and the time was almost stagnant. He slept for a while, and the wine pot was still warm, and an unknown number of years had passed by the outside world.

The moment the 'six strokes' were condensed in the world of Meng Chuan Yuanshen, the long-bearded old man who was sleeping soundly opened his eyes slowly, and the timeline stood still!

The long-bearded old man opened his eyes, and in his eyes, he saw the shocked Meng Chuan who was condensing the 'six strokes' in front of the holy painting mountain. Looking at Meng Chuan, the long-bearded old man smiled: "I We need one more junior."

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