Confucianism and Taoism, the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting into the Tao, the piano and chess scores, and the collection of calligraphy and painting are as vast as a sea of smoke. Naturally, some of these books were circulated and were very popular among the princes and nobles, and the families of the rich.

When the original owner Han Chao was a child, he also watched and studied in the Daxuan Dynasty.

This book of "Painting Saint Painting Collection" has a total of 1,000 and 3 paintings, which are all-encompassing, and the artistic conception in the paintings is different, all of which are different. It contains a variety of painting techniques, and the last one 'Ten Thousand Birds and Phoenix' needs to be written at least a million times.

However, for the supernatural star master, as long as he is serious and engrossed, he can depict exactly the same thing without spending half a day together.

After a stick of incense, the white-haired old man has traced thousands of birds and birds according to the original picture, all of which are lifelike and detailed, without the slightest mistake.

Some people have lost patience and ridiculed again, and the target is aimed at Han Chao.

After a cup of tea, the old man drew three thousand birds of different kinds, and more people couldn't bear it anymore, and gathered fire to scold Han Chao.

However, with a cold snort from the five major masters, the audience was silent, and the needles could be heard.

Half an hour later, suddenly, the five major palms of the sect flashed together, standing beside the old man, looking at a red-eyed brocade ibis above and frowning slightly.

"Hmm, a few seniors, could it be that something is wrong?" the white-haired old man looked up and asked in surprise.

"It seems that the disease has been found!"

At this time, Han Chao paced, shook the fan gently, and his eyes fell on the original picture.

Above, the red-eyed ibis stood on a tree, trying to flutter its wings and fly high, and on the paper drawn by the white-haired old man, the red-eyed ibis also fluttered its wings and flew high, but the angle was a little more tilted.

About one ten-thousandth degree.

If you don't fix your eyes, you really can't see it.

But in the eyes of the five masters, it was as conspicuous and dazzling as the black dots on the white paper.

Because, the artistic conception of the whole painting has been destroyed!

"Daoyou, take a second look, is your painting exactly the same as the original picture?" At this time, the head of the Wanqi Sect, Gongye Tu, frowned and asked softly.

"It's the same! What, is the junior drawing wrong?"

When the white-haired old man heard this, he took the wolf's hair, carefully scanned back and forth on the original picture and paper several times, and replied with certainty.

"Look at it again, is this red-eyed ibis really the same angle as the red-eyed ibis in the original picture?"

Gu Sanyu's fingers stretched out and pointed at the two red-eyed brocade ibis.

The old man in white frowned slightly, leaned over, swept his gaze inch by inch, raised his head, and his face was full of questions: "That's right! It's exactly the same! This red-eyed brocade ibis's demeanor, feathers, and even its eyes are also smart and realistic! That angle is not bad at all!"

After speaking, his gaze swept over the faces of the five major masters, and he also had questions.

Except for the Linglong Immortal Venerable, whose body was shrouded in smoke and mist and couldn't see their faces clearly, the faces of the other four masters were all very strange.

"Hehe, fellow Daoists don't need to panic, you can finish painting! You'll know when you're done!" At this time, Han Chao walked over and said with a smile.

"Good!"

The white-haired old man seemed to sense something, took a deep breath, and continued to paint.

As he painted, the more he painted, the more the oddities became apparent.

The birds and beasts were getting more and more oblique! However, the white-haired old man copied it earnestly as if he hadn't noticed it at all.

When he finishes depicting the phoenix in the fire, whoever it is, can see the problem.

Although the two paintings are not much different, the artistic conception is like the difference between clouds and mud. One artistic conception is extraordinary, and the other, only the front is generally good, but the back, the artistic conception is completely messed up.

The crowd of people sounded one after another exclamations.

"Fellow Daoist, look, is your painting really the same as the original picture?" Han Chao flicked his hand, picked up the crystal book, rice paper, and floated in front of the white-haired old man's eyes, allowing him to take a closer look.

"That's right!

The old man in white turned his gaze back and forth for a long time, and nodded heavily.

"Han Chao is right! You are indeed sick!" At this time, Gongye Tu glanced at Han Chao deeply and sighed with emotion.

"Amitabha! The world in the eyes of the donor is indeed different from ordinary people! In our opinion, the 'hundred birds and phoenixes' you depicted have long been chaotic. The old monk of Cihang Zen Buddhism pronounced a Buddha horn, turned around and bowed to Han Chao, "Han Shizhu's merits are immeasurable!"

"Yes! I have time to go to the Danshen Pavilion for a stroll!Let those old guys who claim to be the salvation of the world all day long!" Before the words fell, Gu Sanyu showed a hint of approval on his face, patted Han Chao's shoulder, turned around and flew onto the high platform.

"Han Xiaoyou is really well-informed, different from ordinary people!"

Linglong Immortal Venerable's voice was cold, but with a hint of praise, he floated back to the high platform.

At this moment, the audience was shocked, all of them were stunned, and there were unbelievable looks, and some people only felt a hot pain on their faces.

"Actually...... He was really right?! This Han Chao can't be blinded, right?"

"Hmph! You have the ability to go up and get one! But this is too terrifying! I can't even see the five major masters, this Han Chao actually sees the crux of the problem!"

"Awesome! This time, I have completely convinced him! No, I will also go up and ask him for advice!"

"Let's go, let's go! Linglong Immortal Society, only the first ten days are for us to disperse for cultivation! Go quickly!"

"Huh, isn't there a Taoist friend who made a bet to eat feces? The first girl in Tsing Yi's ten catties, plus this time's 100 catties, is a full 110 catties, and you can eat all-you-can-eat!"

......

"So, the world in the old man's eyes is really different from the world you see?" At this time, on top of Sendai, the white-haired old man looked tangled, and asked in disbelief.

"That's right! This kind of disease of Daoyou, I once heard a wandering doctor say that it is called pituitary gland mutation 21 syndrome. What you usually see and feel, everything is normal, but once the lines and shapes in your eyes reach a certain number, your senses will be deviated, but in your eyes, everything is normal, but in our eyes, it has been deviated. This is the crux of the problem! This leads to the fact that when you control tens of thousands of wisps of air with thousands of mana and condense supernatural powers, the mana deviates and directly fails. ”

After Han Chao finished speaking, he sighed lightly in his heart.

It is the so-called long-term illness to become a doctor.

He spent his previous life in a hospital bed, and in terms of theoretical medical skills, he is also a miracle doctor, knowing all kinds of incurable diseases and strange diseases, but he didn't expect that in this other world, these knowledge can also play a role!

This pituitary gland variant XXI syndrome is, in the final analysis, a defect at the genetic level. This is also the reason why the immortal giant can't see it.

This disease is not a big problem, but once the mystical supernatural powers are condensed and the mana is too much, this old man will definitely fail.

"I see!

The white-haired old man said three times in a row, and suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the laughter resounded through the ten directions, revealing a sense of complete relief and joy.

The knot in his heart has finally been untied!

It should be said that half of the unraveling is done!

"This fellow Daoist, now that the crux of the problem has been found, maybe you can really cultivate this supernatural power! Don't you want to give it a try?"

Han Chao listened to the laughter, and was happy for him in his heart, and said with a smile.

"Ah, really? The old man has this disease, can he really condense supernatural powers?"

The white-haired old man was pleasantly surprised, his face showing a hint of disbelief, "The old man has been promoted to the Secret Realm of Divine Power since he was fifty years old, and at the age of fifty-three, he has saved enough Star Spirit Stones and purchased the magical power of 'Flowing Crisp Breeze', and he has been studying it all the time, as if he has fallen into a demon! Now that he has untied the knot, he is also overjoyed! How dare he expect anything else?"

"Hehe! This is going to ask these masters to take action! Your senses are deviated, but there is no problem with your mana, if a few masters help you forcibly correct it, maybe it will be possible!"

Han Chao smiled, arched his hand towards Gongye Tu and the others, and bowed, "I also ask a few masters to help this fellow Daoist and fulfill his wish!"

"Good!"

Gongye Tu stretched out his hand, pressed it on the old man's shoulder again, and said in a condensed voice, "Let go of your mind, wait a minute, you move with my voice, and don't be affected by the world you perceive." ”

"Yes!"

The old man in white took a deep breath, his eyes were full of excitement, and the next moment, he used his mana to condense his magical powers again.

At this moment, the audience was watching.

The wind is up.

Mana condensation.

Then, boom, the mana exploded and was wiped out by Gongye Tu in an instant.

"Did you fail?" Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts twitched and sighed. In the hearts of most people, they expect the white-haired old man to successfully condense supernatural powers!

"Come again!"

Gongye Tu opened his eyes and nodded lightly.

"Good!" the white-haired old man calmed down and used his mana again.

This time, there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, and he released all the mana in his body, listening to the transmission of Gongye Tu, building and arranging every trace of mana.

Time passed slowly, slowly, ticking, as if it were flowing slowly in his ears, and around him, the air flowed, through his palms, over his sleeves, and through his pale hair.

The surroundings become peaceful and calm! Just like a sunny afternoon, under the grape trellis, lying on a rocking chair, gently shaking the fan, the sun is shining on the body.

Call!

The wind rose, as soft as silk.

The audience was boiling, and bursts of frenzied cheers rang out!

The old man in white woke up and opened his eyes, only to find that he was already floating in the air, and the breeze around him was soft, supporting him to float up and down.

"Actually...... He didn't dare to float forward an inch confidently, and then, laughing loudly, as fast as a streamer, flashed and flew over the school martial arts field.

The laughter is incomparably clear, giving people the feeling that the sun pierces through the fog, rushes out of the darkness, and sees a thousand rays of light!

Whew.

At this moment, everyone was happy and sincerely happy for him.

At this moment, the mana in his body surged, revealing a vast and surging aura, rising and shrinking, rising and shrinking, and with a bang, as if something had broken! His mana was condensed at this moment, like a black hole appearing, all of which were sucked into a void where he didn't know, collapsed to a pole, broke through a certain limit, and then was spit out by the black hole.

From nothingness to reality!

Fake becomes true!

The formless and qualitative mana has become a tangible and qualitative drop of true element!

He, unexpectedly, broke through!

Break through to the second realm of supernatural powers, the true yuan realm!