Under the watchful eye, Xiao Jing's body wearing a purple and gold crown floated up, and he took the lead in integrating into the landscape returning to the true picture.

After that, the true legends of Ding Yao, Wang Qian and other major immortal sects also entered one after another, and the geniuses of many big forces also followed.

In the blink of an eye, only Gu Chenren was left in the same place.

"Squeak!"

The white ape's face was interested, urging Gu Chen to get up quickly.

"Don't worry, this painting can't run away. ”

Gu Chen said with a smile, and walked towards the picture scroll without hurry.

"This guest, it's better not to bring the spirit animal into the painting. At this time, the disciple of the Penglai Island Lord reminded.

"There shouldn't be any rules that spirit beasts can't enter, right?" I heard that the island owner cherishes talents, and if a monkey is talented, he won't stop it, right?" Gu Chen looked at the Penglai Island Lord.

These words made many monks present laugh, and the monkey also had the talent to comprehend spells?

If that were the case, wouldn't they have lived to be dogs?

Gu Chen's words made many monks speak one after another, sneering.

The disciple who had led Gu Chen into Penglai Mountain earlier came to the side of the Penglai Island Lord and whispered a few words in his ear.

When the owner of Penglai Island heard this, he looked at Gu Chen in a little surprise.

"It turned out to be a little friend of the Gu family. The old man's questions have always been eclectic, there are no restrictions on race, and this monkey can enter the painting. ”

After the master of Penglai Island finished speaking, the voice that was still laughing at Gu Chen just now suddenly weakened.

"Gu ......"

There were many monks whose faces changed, and only then did they realize that the other party had just been able to sit up with the true disciples of the Thirteen Immortal Sects, how could they be ordinary monks?

"It turned out to be people from the Gu clan, didn't they never participate in the Haitian feast?"

"Oops, just laughed a little louder......"

Some monks couldn't regret it, especially Zhuang Fan and the others, who had almost traveled with Gu Chen, were even more frustrated and annoyed.

The other party is really a member of the Gu clan!

These words came out of the mouth of the owner of Penglai Island, and no one doubted Gu Chen's identity.

Gu Chen's sight of the word "Gu" could make the group of people who were still laughing at him just now all silent, and once again realized the strength of his family in the Immortal Spirit Continent.

With the permission of the owner of Penglai Island, he strode towards the landscape to return to the true picture, and when he got close to the painting, people blended into it like ink.

The same is true for white apes.

Seeing that the monks of the Gu family ignored their offense, the monks present breathed a sigh of relief.

This clan is too mysterious and powerful, and no one wants to offend it in vain.

All the geniuses have entered the painting, I have to say that they are indeed very talented, this time no one was immediately ejected from the painting, and even after dozens of breaths, no one left the world of painting.

This made all the monks look forward to it, wondering who would be the leader of this year's feast.

Gu Chen entered the painting, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared in the drizzly Jiangnan water town, and the mountains and forests in the distance were lush.

Tranquil, natural and comfortable.

The world in this painting made him feel that every pore of his body was stretched.

The owner of Penglai Island is right, this painting is full of natural sincerity, which makes Gu Chen's body, who has absorbed the innate Dao body and is close to nature, become excited.

In the eyes of others, this rain is rain, and mountains are mountains, but in his eyes, the rain is not rain, and the mountains are not mountains.

His eyes showed the light of Zen enlightenment, standing in the silent spring rain of moisturizing things, with his fingers.

Drain and drain!

Under his fingers, the rain in the sky was unexpectedly intertwined into threads, turning into an endless stretch.

Just looking at the eye of the rain, he realized the artistic conception of the rain, and casually realized the trick "Spring Rain Silk".

The white ape also felt the artistic conception of the rain, and learned that Gu Chen raised his hand, and he actually used the same spell.

At the beginning of its acquaintance with Gu Chen, he was good at imitating and learning, and now this learning ability has become stronger.

Buzz –

When Gu Chen realized the spell of rain, the surrounding environment changed, and a violent wind suddenly blew.

The wind blew the clouds away, and the sun in the sky seemed to be rushing wildly.

Gu Chen's white hair was flying, and his robe was blown hunting.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly stretched out a hand, and the palm of the hand swirled a few times in the void.

Then he saw that the wind blowing towards him changed course as it approached him, and turned into a tornado that swirled along him.

Gu Chen was in the eye of the storm, and the tornado was sweeping forward.

"The world in this painting is truly a treasure!"

Gu Chen said with emotion, here he easily fell into the realm of enlightenment, and all kinds of spells were at his fingertips, and he could create them at will.

The white ape learned from Gu Chen's appearance and concocted it in the same way, and he was quickly placed in the tornado.

The humans and monkeys exchanged a few glances, and they all grinned.

Don't miss out on this place!

......

It has been an hour since the last batch of monks entered the landscape and returned to the true picture, and Wang Qian of the Taihao Immortal Sect, Ding Yao and others from the Guanghan Palace have all left the painting one after another.

They are worthy of being the true inheritance of the Immortal Sect, even the young cultivator with the best performance in front of him has only persevered for half an hour and comprehended twenty-three spells, but all of them are close to an hour, and the worst results of the spells comprehended are more than fifty.

The young cultivator was an honest-looking, not tall young man, and he was originally proud of himself, but when he saw that all the true disciples of the Immortal Sect were so good, his expression couldn't help but darken.

Sure enough, he is still too far behind these geniuses with great inheritance.

After the true disciples of each sect came out, they were most concerned about the situation of their competitors, and when they found out that they came out earlier than others, they couldn't help but feel annoyed.

After an hour and a half, almost everyone came out, and there was some commotion at the scene.

"How many people are left in the painting, two and a half?"

Someone said in a tone of surprise.

Why two and a half?

Because at the moment, in the painting, only the true disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the monks of the Gu clan, and the monkey are left!

The Heavenly Dao Sect is special, and many people are not surprised that Xiao Jing can persist until the end, but the fact that the Gu clan monk can persist to this step is a shock to many people.

In the inherent cognition of the Immortal Spirit Continent, the monks of the Gu clan rely on a powerful bloodline, and their cultivation has always been their own supernatural powers.

With the power of the overlord, the magical powers it can derive are better than most spells in the world.

With a top-level bloodline and a series of top-level supernatural powers, who would practice spells?

Therefore, it was really unexpected that the monks of the Gu clan could persist in the competition of comprehending spells for so long!

What's more, the Gu clan monk has persevered until now, and the monkey around him has also persevered!

This makes many people can't help but feel suspicious, could it be that this landscape is still treated differently for different races?

When the past two hours passed, the light flashed in the picture of the landscape returning to the truth, and Xiao Jing, who was very beautiful, walked out.

(End of chapter)