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Ye Chuan took Laoding's blank paper.

He knows that this piece of white paper is the same as the half piece of white paper Qiu Xue gave him at the beginning. It is Taoist stuff.

But he didn't understand why at the last moment, the Taoist still asked Laoding to give him this blank piece of paper. Is there something to give him? Why didn't the Taoist say anything at the beginning?

With doubts, Ye Chuan chose to send out the last piece of white paper鈥攖o a thatched hut outside Baihe Town.

This thatched house Ye Chuan knows that you can see it in and out.

I heard the people in the town say that there is an old man living in the house, but Ye Chuan has never seen the so-called old man, only knows that he has been hiding in the house.

He walked to the front of the house and slowly opened the light door, the wilting breath with the heavy pen and ink assaults the senses, which made him cough several times.

"Anyone?"

Lightly waved away the diffuse dust, Ye Chuan's eyes looked around in this small house鈥斺€?/p>

Little There is only one bed and a small table in the house.

There are a lot of papers on the table, stained with ink, but it looks like someone deliberately spilled it on, and it was black.

On the bed at the back, Ye Chuan saw an old man, scribbled lying on the bed, with a pen in his mouth, a piece of paper in his other hand, and his eyes staring at the painting with muddy eyes. Paper, thinking hard.

It seems to be painting something, but the old man is motionless.

"Old man?" Ye Chuan called lightly.

Nothing happens.

"Old man?"

Ye Chuan called again, stretched out his hand and waved in front of the old man.

The old man finally had a reaction. He shook his head and noticed Ye Chuan who walked up to him. He was shocked.

"Who are you? old man? I don鈥檛 have anything to grab for you here, so hurry up and go to the next place."

"I鈥檓 here to give you something, from the top to the top." Ye Chuan explained and took it. Out of the white paper, he handed it to the old man.

"This is..." Seeing the white paper in Ye Chuan's hand, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly burst into infinite rays of light. But instead of taking the blank paper, he slightly narrowed his eyes to look at Ye Chuan, saying quite profoundly,

"putting it that way, are you Ye Chuan?"

"It's Junior."

"Good come, old fogey, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Accepted by Ye Chuan, The old man abruptly got up and walked to the table, threw down the pen in his hand, and spread out the paper in his hand.

"Hey, but you are too fast here, old man, I paint all It鈥檚 not finished yet. Too fast, too fast."

The old man shook his head repeatedly.

Ye Chuan looked over curiously, just a glance. When he saw the content on the paper, his pupils couldn鈥檛 help but shrink--

The drawing on the paper is right. It is the scene where Ye Chuan came here at this moment!

Even the old man spread out the drawing paper and the scene that Ye Chuan looked over was perfectly painted.

But in the end, Ye Chuan's image is obviously still a bit crude and not finished.

"What is your relationship with that person?" Ye Chuan asked coldly.

鈥淒on鈥檛 be so surprised, old fogey, I鈥檓 the painter he invited to draw this world for you.鈥?The old man started to draw the messy pictures on the table with a relaxed expression. Pack up the paper.

Ye Chuan saw several familiar scenes in it. Qiu Xue left half a blank sheet of paper, the king greeted him, and more, it was between him and Ning Lin. Scene.

"You drew that Ning Lin?" Ye Chuan sniffed out a hint.

"This question of you and you is really unfathomable mystery, except you, who is not old fogey I drew?" The old man gave him a weird look, and cleared all the drawing paper on the table. , And finally put the white paper brought by Ye Chuan on it.

"Since you can bring this white paper, it means that you have got the chance of this world. As the last piece of paper, you can draw where you want to go. Where do you want to go?"

"This is not in a hurry, Junior is very interested in you. You and that person are What's the relationship? My friend?"

"I just paint, you ask so much why, hurry up, tell me where I want to go, so that old fogey I can paint the last picture When it's over, go back and have a good night's sleep." The old man yawned long.

"Why do you want to help that Taoist? Since you have this ability, why do you need to listen to that Taoist?" Ye Chuan asked.

"Where do you have so many questions? old fogey, I like to paint. He just wants to ask me to paint some paintings. Is there any problem? This is no problem!" The old man was a little anxious,

"Just be old fogey, I beg you, quickly tell where you are going, so that we can all be free."

"Okay, I'm going to Divine Source Can you draw the world of Divine?"

The old man has a pen,

"The world of Divine Source?"

"Yes, of Divine Source Realm, can you draw it?" Ye Chuan said again.

"young man, why are you going to the realm of Divine Source, that kind of place is not for people, old fogey, where I finally ran out, I advise you not to go."

The old man said earnestly.

"Where you can鈥檛 stay, it means you are not fit to stay there. It can only prove that you are useless. But I鈥檓 different."

"Okay, old fogey, I don鈥檛 care about you , You are going to die by yourself. After painting this last painting, I will be relieved of old fogey." The old man did not worry about his business, and immediately dipped his ink in his pen, drawing stroke by stroke on the white paper.

Soon, the outline of a gate suddenly appeared on the paper.

Just an outline, Ye Chuan feels the solemnity of assaults the senses.

That is the majesty of God, which cannot be violated.

Ye Chuan has seen this door when Hongtian descended to Great Cang Country.

At the beginning, Hongtian came out of such a door, and now the old man painted this door, which proves that Hongtian is indeed a person in the realm of Divine Source!

He didn't find the wrong direction.

two hours.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Until the arrival of the fourth hour, the veteran dropped the last stroke, and a complete door was displayed on the paper. The majestic and majestic breath also radiated from this picture scroll, which made people tolerate. Can't help but give birth to the meaning of kneeling.

I have to say that the old man's painting skills are extraordinary, he can't help but draw a door, and he also draws all the divine might in the realm of Divine Source.

"Okay, this is the door to the realm of Divine Source. I have painted it, and the rest is your own business, old fogey, I will go one step ahead!"

Leaving the picture behind, the old man took a pen and simply drew an arc in front of him, turning it into a door to the void, walked in and disappeared.

"This kind of ability, if only I could do it, I can draw whatever I want." After spitting out, Ye Chuan's gaze swam on the drawing paper, and his palm lightly pressed on it.

Suddenly, the brilliant golden light burst out from the drawing paper, dazzling and not to look directly at it. In this brief moment, the whole thatched house became a tall door.

Behind the door, leading to the realm of Divine Source!