In the square of the Temple of Divine Machines, everyone collapsed to the ground, panting.

Some are seriously injured and are being treated by their companions.

Some are lying on the ground, refusing to get up.

Zhou Peng was sitting on a huge piece of iron sheet, receiving the healing of Miss Lingshuang.

"Senior Brother Zhou, are you feeling better?"

Ling Shuang used the only remaining Yuan Force to heal Zhou Peng's injuries.

After hearing this, Zhou Peng hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Miss Lingshuang." ”

After hearing this, Ling Shuang smiled.

"Senior Brother Zhou is too polite, if it weren't for Senior Brother Zhou who has been protecting me, I might have been injured just now."

"Senior Brother Zhou was injured for me, and Ling Shuang is grateful. And if it weren't for Senior Brother Zhou, it would be impossible for us to defeat these mechanical puppets. ”

Ling Shuang looked up at the scrapped broken copper and iron in the square, and her eyes were full of admiration for Zhou Peng.

After hearing this, the other Xuanyi disciples on the side also expressed their gratitude.

"That's right, this time thanks to Senior Brother Zhou. Senior Brother Zhou, please accept my bows. ”

"Senior Brother Zhou also bows to me!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, accept my waiting. ”

The ten Xuanyi disciples hugged their fists one after another, expressing their gratitude to Zhou Peng.

Under the leadership of Zhou Peng, they finally passed this almost impossible hurdle.

Ten mechanical golems, all of them were defeated.

Even Han Fei, the puppet's owner, was a little surprised.

"What a good boy, I really want to keep him and recognize him as a junior brother. ”

Han Fei expressed his recognition of Zhou Peng.

Not everyone can be recognized by Han Fei, after all, Han Fei is the most outstanding puppeteer.

"Good job, little ghosts. Then rest for two days! Your cultivation has just begun. ”

After Han Fei finished speaking, he took all the disciples into the Divine Machine Pavilion.

When Zhou Peng and the others stepped into the Shenji Pavilion, a sense of satisfaction that they had never felt before hit their hearts.

For them, the rewards of this ordeal are unparalleled.

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On the other hand, Zhuo Bufan has reached the Yuan Shen Realm because of his own cultivation, so the test of the Interception Heaven Mountain for him is quite special.

He didn't join Zhou Peng's training, after all, the cultivation was there, and Zhou Peng's training was not suitable for him.

Moreover, for the test of Zhuo Bufan, Eighteen Renjie also has no right to set up test items.

The only one who can test Zhuo Bu is the most powerful existence in the Interception Heaven Mountain, the Panhuang.

And the test given by Panhuang to Zhuo Bufan is more strange.

His test is that there is no test.

According to Emperor Panhuang's explanation, Ziyang brought Zhuo Bufan into a cave with a library of books.

Then Ziyang didn't leave anything worth explaining, and the knowledge said to Zhuo Bufan.

"Senior Brother Zhuo will rest here and wait for the will of the master. ”

Ziyang asked Zhuo Bufan to stay in the cave and wait for Emperor Pan's order.

This made Zhuo Bufan not know what to do for a while.

So, Zhuo Bufan took out the painting.

That painting was a mysterious gift from the owner of Windwhisper Mountain Villa when he opened Heavenly City.

In his words, there is a shocking secret hidden in that painting.

Zhuo Bufan had never had time before, but now that he was free, he finally had time to study well.

Reopen the painting, and the back of the mysterious man is still in the painting.

"This man, is it Luo Tian?"

Zhuo Bufan once saw such the same back in a dream.

The owner of that back is none other than Luo Tian.

He was wearing a dark pigment suit, and his long black hair fell on his back, a little chic and a little handsome.

It was a man who seemed to be a perfect star in the sky, and that back was extraordinary and would never be forgotten for the rest of his life.

And the back in this painting in his hand is very similar to Luo Tian.

"If he is really Luo Tian, then what does this painting mean?"

"Also, who asked that boss to send me the words? Could it be Emperor Wa? Or is it the cicada-clothed saintess in the courtyard?"

Zhuo Bufan meditated hard.

He could almost guess who the person in the painting was, but he couldn't guess what it really meant.

According to the words of the owner of Fengyu Villa, Zhuo Bufan can only understand the true meaning of this painting and unlock the secrets in the painting and grasp the treasures inside.

"Is there a brush stroke hidden in this painting?"

Zhuo Bufan began to observe the handwriting of the painting inch by inch, and even used Yuan Force to perceive it.

But he searched several times, but he didn't find any special handwriting.

He found that the painting was unexpectedly completed in one go, and between the ups and downs of the brushwork, it seemed that he had practiced countless times.

It's like copying it countless times, and then painting it in one go.

If it weren't for the painter's workmanship, it would mean that she must have painted the painting regularly.

And Zhuo Bufan believes that it is the first kind, and the other party's painting is very good.

"I don't have much research on paintings, but this painting is really good, it's a masterpiece. ”

"Could it be that I'm going to find someone who knows how to paint?"

Zhuo Bufan really couldn't see any mystery in this painting, he suspected that it was an ordinary painting, but he was fooled by the owner of Fengyu Villa.

Therefore, Zhuo Bufan planned to find a person who knew how to paint and let him help analyze and analyze.

And Zhuo Bufan believes that on the Interception Mountain, there must be a person who loves painting.

So, Zhuo Bufan walked out of the cave, and then found the reverse sky that was being confined in confinement.

"Boy, I'll be out of confinement in about ten days, and then we'll go to the door you said at once, and then destroy that bullshit door, and then fight you to the death. ”

As soon as he saw Zhuo Bufan, he couldn't wait to rush to him and said.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the reverse sky that was blocked within the enchantment, and smiled coldly.

"Don't worry, let me ask you, is there anyone who knows how to paint in the Interception of Tianshan?"

Zhuo Bufan asked.

After hearing this, he was stunned.

"Do you know how to draw? Why are you asking this?"

"I intercepted the eighteen masters of the Tianshan Mountains, and each of them was proficient in all eighteen martial arts. ”

Against the sky, he said smugly.

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he frowned.

"Oh, so you know how to draw?"

"Of course, I rebel against the sky, but I am against God in all its powers. My paintings are hard to find in the world. ”

Against the sky, he is also polite, showing that he is an amazing painter.

And Zhuo Bufan was skeptical, after all, no matter how you look at the sky, he is just a battle maniac, how can such a big man know how to paint.

However, to find out the truth of the back picture, he still took out the painting and showed it to the sky.

"If you look at this painting, what can you see?"

Zhuo Bufan took the painting and put it in front of the reverse firmament, because across the enchantment, Zhuo Bufan was not worried that the reverse sky would snatch it away.

And against the sky, he stared at the painting that Zhuo Bufan took out, and finally said.

"Zhuo Bufan, is this what you drew with your feet? I can draw a hundred of such garbage a day. ”

"Don't pretend, talk well. ”

Zhuo Bufan gave him a blank look.

After hearing this, the Reverse Sky glanced at him with contempt, and then said.

"And, I don't understand, is there any bullshit mystery in your painting?"

Contrary to the sky, Zhuo Bufan will not entertain him with that painting, and he must have some secrets in this painting.

And Zhuo Bufan listened to the answer against the sky, and was almost sure that this guy couldn't see anything.

"Playing the piano to the cow, let's say, among the eighteen masters, who has the most research on painting?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to talk nonsense with the sky, anyway, he wouldn't gain much by talking too much, and maybe he would pinch each other later.

After hearing this, the reverse sky responded.

"Pay attention to the way you kid speaks, and be careful I don't say it. ”

"Don't say it, I think it's ...... about the war."

"Eh, I said, you kid has learned to threaten now?"

"Don't talk nonsense, talk about it!"

In the face of Zhuo Bufan's threat, the reverse sky finally had to explain honestly.

"You go to the Painting Heart Pavilion on the tenth peak of the back mountain to find the tenth senior sister! she is the one who has studied painting the most deeply among our eighteen disciples. ”

"Tenth Senior Sister, Su Yan?"

Zhuo Bufan recalled the names of every famous person that Dean Mu Lao had told them.

Among them, the ten senior sisters are Su Yan.

"I see, thank you. ”

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he didn't talk nonsense to the sky, turned around and walked towards the Painting Heart Pavilion.

"Eh, Zhuo Bufan, let's talk again!

Contrary to the sky, he wanted to say more, but Zhuo Bufan had already disappeared without a trace.

According to what the sky said, Zhuo Bufan came to the tenth peak of the back mountain, Painting Heart Pavilion.

Su Yan, the owner of the Painting Heart Pavilion, is a person who cherishes painting and loves painting.

After Zhuo Bufan came to the Painting Heart Pavilion, he circled in the air for half a circle, looking for Su Yan's whereabouts.

However, at this time, Zhuo Bufan spotted a flock of birds coming towards him.

It was an ordinary bird, but Ke Zhuo Bufan felt a murderous and threatening threat in that bird.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan made a decisive move on the spot, slapped it with one palm, and directly killed several flying birds.

To Zhuo Bufan's surprise, the dead bird did not shed red blood, but colorful liquid.

Zhuo Bufan took a closer look and found that it was not blood, but paint.

"These birds, are they drawn?"

Zhuo Bufan exclaimed.

At this moment, a flying dragon suddenly flew up from a small courtyard pavilion below and let out a dragon roar.

"Roar!"

With a terrifying roar, Zhuo Bufan burst out with a palm.

"Repulsion!"

The powerful slap blasted out at the same time as the wyvern crashed into it.

The flying dragon exploded directly in the air, exploding on the spot, turning into a colorful rain.

"It's really drawn!"

Zhuo Bufan is sure that whether it is a bird or a flying dragon, they are all creatures drawn by people.

And he found the location of the person who painted it, in the pavilion below.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan immediately flew down.

"Disciple Zhuo Bufan, I have seen the tenth senior sister!"

Before the other party could make another move, Zhuo Bufan immediately stepped forward to reveal his identity.

Only then did the opponent stop the third round of attack.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, I was uninvited to paint the Heart Pavilion, what is the matter?"

For Zhuo Bufan's sudden visit, Su Yan did not show much welcome.

After Zhuo Bufan heard this, he quickly explained.

"Please also ask the world to calm its anger, and come here this time to ask for help. ”

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to fight against Su Yan.

After hearing this, Su Yan put down the brush in his hand, and then turned to look at Zhuo Bufan.

She wears long black hair, like a waterfall like ink, and her graceful posture makes people think about it.

Su Yan is definitely a peerless person in the world, even Zhuo Bufan can't help but look at it a little more.

In the hands of the strange woman, Qianqianyu is holding a colorful wolf.

The pen becomes a painting, and the wonderful pen produces flowers.

Anything that is drawn with that magic pen can leap off the page and become a living being.

Because of this, Su Yan is known as the painting saint of the Interception of Tianshan.

Zhuo Bufan didn't dare to slack off, and quickly took out the picture scroll in his arms and presented it with both hands.

"I heard that Senior Sister Su painted the name of the saint, and her understanding of painting is unparalleled. There is a mysterious picture scroll in the hands of the junior brother, and I wonder if the world can help identify it. ”

Zhuo Bufan took out the painting with confidence.

He believed that Su Yan would not have ulterior motives for this painting.

After all, people who cherish paintings have noble personalities.

Seeing this, Su Yan made a slight move with his jade finger, and saw the scroll in Zhuo Bufan's hand fluttering, and then naturally fell in the air, unfolding the true face of the scroll.

When Su Yan saw the work in the painting, he first looked at it, then thought about it, and finally was shocked.

"This painting, done in one go, is like a note, without the slightest superfluous brushwork. The person who paints hides all kinds of gorgeous techniques, and only uses the simplest brushstrokes to complete the back picture of this suit. It's amazing!"

Su Yan exclaimed.

For this painting, she actually had a feeling of self-shame.

"I see, I see. After the painting technique has reached its peak, even if it is done with a single stroke, can it still express the author's heart?"

Su Yan looked at the back picture, and the colorful wolf in his hand swept gently in the air.

In an instant, a dragon and a phoenix soared out from the tip of the pen.

Babbling, the phoenix roared for nine days.

With a roar, the dragon soars into the sky.

Su Yan had an epiphany because of a painting.

A beam of heavenly light fell on Su Yan's body, and the primordial spirit in Su Yan's heart actually evolved into a holy element.

"Breakthrough, congratulations to Senior Sister, for breaking through the realm of Shengyuan. ”

Zhuo Bufan looked at Su Yan with a closed luster on his body, he never imagined that with just a painting, Su Yan would be able to comprehend the method of breakthrough.

"Is this the treasure in this painting?"

"Am I self-defeating?"

Zhuo Bufan was worried, so he recklessly showed the back picture to Su Yan, but let Su Yan get the treasure in it.

After hearing this, Su Yan said with a smile.

"Thank you for the success, but I didn't understand the true meaning of this painting. ”

"The painting skills of the painter are far above me. It's just the mystery of penmanship, and it makes me ashamed of myself. I was able to break through because I felt the true meaning of painting. But for the true meaning of this painting, Su Yan did not perceive. ”

It turned out that Su Yan did not perceive the true meaning of this painting. Knowledge has only comprehended the true meaning of painting.

The relationship between the two is completely different.

The true meaning of painting is the simplicity of the road.

And what does this simple back picture mean, Su Yan doesn't know.

After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan sighed helplessly.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Zhuo Bufan.

"Huh, isn't this painting my senior sister's painting, why is it here?"

After Zhuo Bufan heard this, he suddenly turned around.

I saw that the holy woman of Mazu Mountain was ruthless, and she was walking from the front yard with a pot of tea.

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