The moment Su Ming opened his eyes, his eyes revealed a bright light, and the light turned into normal in an instant, and at the same time, the thick snowflakes accumulated on Su Ming's body also floated silently on their own at this moment, permeating Su Ming's body, slowly spinning.

The second senior brother sat on the side, looking at it with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the look on the top of the mountain was proud, and the Heavenly Evil Son who had put away the token also seemed to be aware of it, and looked at Su Ming, but the moment he looked at Su Ming, he looked very different from before, and his face slowly became majestic.

At the same time, the tiger in the cave also walked out of the cave, stood outside, and looked in the direction of the platform on the mountainside.

In the ice basin below this ninth peak, there is also a gaze now, as if staring.

Su Ming opened his eyes, but his eyes were calm, that kind of quietness, which was different from his previous calmness, but a kind of immobility of the mind, a kind of stillness that even if the landslide was cracked in front of him, and the heart did not have the slightest ripple.

What allowed him to be so meditative was the snowflakes he was looking at in front of him, they were spinning and fluttering, and as Su Ming's right hand slowly raised, they immediately condensed towards his right hand, turning into a pen of ice and snow.

This pen was held by Su Ming and waved in the void in front of him.

A few strokes, where the tip of the pen passed, there was residual snow floating and staying, so that Su Ming waved his brush, and in the void in front of him, he used the void as a canvas to draw a mountain.

The lines of the mountain, composed of remnant snow, float in the air, which seems ordinary, but if you look at it for a long time, you will have a sense of life.

When painting this mountain, Su Ming's heart was quiet, it was a kind of stillness that had never existed, a kind of calm that had never appeared in his heart after leaving Wushan.

In this calm, he didn't know that behind him, there was still the second senior brother, he didn't know that in the distance, there was still the gaze of the tiger, he didn't know that in the basin inside the peak, the concern of the senior brother and the old man in the white shirt at the top of the peak.

All his spirit was condensed in the pen in his right hand, condensed in the remnants of the snow and the scene he wanted to draw most at this moment.

At this moment, he did not enter the meditation, but he was more like a meditation, he did not close his eyes and enter that strange state, but he was more like he was unwilling to extricate himself from the depths of that state.

"Creation ......" painting...... This is the answer he gave me...... "On the top of the mountain, the Heavenly Evil Son could not find the funny thing he had when he faced the purple-robed old man before, but with an indescribable wisdom, he looked at his fourth disciple in his eyes.

"The boss understands that he is making a commotion, so he retreats, escapes from the noise into silence, and after dissolving everything, what remains is his original heart, so he cultivates the sound of creation. ”

"The second child realized that he made flowers and plants with flowers and plants, turned into a pair of creative hands, and mastered life and death. ”

"What the third child is enlightened is the word creation itself, such as a dream into a dream, it is the creation ......"

"I didn't expect that the fourth child, who realized it, was the fourth change...... Painting ......" muttered the Heavenly Evil Son, his eyes brightened.

On the platform, Su Ming looked at the mountain he had drawn, the pen in his right hand was still sketching one stroke at a time, and gradually, five peaks appeared on the mountain, Wushan, which was drawn by him.

At the moment when Wushan drew it, on his face, the mountain lines loomed, and it seemed to reflect it, so that Su Ming didn't know it, and Xiu Nei's cultivation showed signs of operation.

The ice and snow pen in Su Ming's hand slashed a long mark downward the moment he finished painting on this mountain, and the long mark was shocking, like a sharp sword, revealing a shocking killing intent.

As soon as this killing opportunity came out, it immediately made the expression of the Heavenly Evil Son on the top of the mountain suddenly change.

At the same time, the second senior brother, who had always paid attention to Su Ming, also had a condensed expression, and the same was true for Huzi outside the cave mansion in the distance.

And the senior brother who was in retreat, the moment he noticed this long mark, his breathing became short.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Su Ming didn't notice all this, he just followed his own heart, in this calm, to create his own life.

His pen, at the end of the long mark, gradually, outlined on his body, the Wushan tribe in the barbarian lines, the grass and trees, the house and the house, slowly appeared in front of him, in the void, and his brute lines reflected.

He didn't know how long it had been, but the pen in his hand paused after outlining the entire Wushan tribe.

In the painting of the void in front of him, there are mountains, scenery, grass and trees, houses are connected, and there are shanlan, forming a picture of a tribe that looks like a complete one.

It's the same as his brute lines.

But Su Ming's hand was still raised, but he paused, as if he didn't know how to paint the next stroke, his eyes were still calm, but in the depths of the calm, he was confused.

Time passed, long, long.

"Making uproar, making flowers, making paintings, creating ......" are all out of nothing...... There is surprise in the stillness, and uh in the mirror...... Little junior brother, I think there is something missing in this painting......" The soft words of the second senior brother echoed softly in Su Ming's ears

Su Ming was silent, and gradually the sky darkened, and a moon appeared in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and the silver glow made people feel cold after looking at it.

In this night, no one on the ninth peak was sleeping, they were all staring at this Su Ming, they knew that this day would be extremely important for Su Ming, especially now that he had obviously found his own meditation method, but he was still a little confused and not comprehensive.

At this time, it was very critical for Su Ming.

Perhaps very few people from the Tianhan Sect outside the Ninth Peak understand this, but on the Ninth Peak, what they have cultivated is different from others, and they know how important it is to know the first realization of this entry.

Until the sky slowly changed from pitch black, the sky was bright again, and the moon in the sky was about to disappear, and only a phantom existed, Su Ming's right hand, which had paused for a long time, suddenly moved!

The moment his right hand moved, the Heavenly Evil Son on the top of the mountain immediately looked extremely solemn, the second senior brother, the third senior brother, and the senior brother who was in retreat, all of them.

They watched Su Ming's right hand move, holding a pen, and drew a circle on the map of the Wushan Department in front of him.

This circle is very simple, it can be done with one stroke, but it is such a simple stroke, it took Su Ming a whole night, and at the moment of this engraving, Su Ming's body trembled violently, and on his face, next to the Wushan pattern, there was also a circle at this moment, which gradually emerged.

At the same time, Su Ming's body chalky cultivation was running vigorously, and it reached the extreme in an instant, faintly, it had reached the peak of the early stage of dust opening, as if he could step into the middle stage of dust opening with one more step!

It was at this time that on the picture screen drawn by him in front of Su Ming, the circle emitted a dazzling light, this light was red, and the circle seemed to be burning, turning into a moon!

Blood Moon!

A Burning Blood Moon!

This was the first brute pattern that Su Ming gave up when he was meditating, and at this moment, in his calm state, he painted it in the first picture of his life.

At the moment when the Blood Moon was drawn, the aura of this painting suddenly changed, and it became the Blood Moon Wushan Diagram! A shocking evil aura was impressively revealed from this Blood Moon Wushan Diagram, and this evil aura was so thick that the second senior brother beside Su Ming looked solemn

The tiger outside the cave mansion trembled even more and muttered a few words.

As for the senior brother in retreat, after a long silence, a sigh came out.

"Ninth Peak, from now on, there may not be any more peace...... But he is a junior brother, that's all, that's enough. ”

The appearance of the Blood Moon Wushan Diagram made Su Ming's body tremble, and the cultivation within the body chalk directly broke through the previous limit, and the sound of banging echoed in Su Ming's body, and his cultivation directly reached the middle stage of dust opening from the early stage of dust opening!

A enlightenment, a picture curtain, and a blood moon changed Su Ming's pattern, and also made his cultivation break through!

"My disciple of the Son of Heaven and Evil does not need exercises, does not need supernatural powers, only to enlighten and meditate, and to comprehend the creation and ...... of heaven and earth"...... The words of the Heavenly Evil Son appeared in Su Ming's mind, and at this moment, he finally understood what the Heavenly Evil Son had taught him.

It was a completely different path of mind cultivation from others!

What he cultivated in the ninth peak and one vein was not a kind of exercise power, not a magic spell, but a heart!

The Heavenly Evil Son on the top of the mountain was silent at the moment, and after a long time, he slowly turned around and walked towards the sealed hall, his back was a little staggering, but his steps were steady.

When he turned around, no one could see his face, there was a firmness that contained sadness, existed.

"Master, I will prove to you that my barbarian's cultivation path ...... You're wrong, you're wrong!"

After the Heavenly Evil Son left, the painting curtain in front of Su Ming on the Ninth Peak Platform, as the calm in Su Ming's eyes dissipated, and as he truly woke up, it gradually turned into snowflakes again and sprinkled out......

"Little junior brother, senior brother sees that you are good here, and you want to plant some flowers and plants on this platform, do you think it?" The moment Su Ming woke up, the soft voice of the second senior brother came from his ears.

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, turned his head and immediately saw his second senior brother who appeared here at some point, and quickly got up and looked at the flowers and plants that were now filled with flowers and plants on this platform.

"Uh...... "Second Senior Brother, can you leave me a place to meditate......"

"Oh, okay, I'll leave you a small area......" The second senior brother blinked and smiled gently.

"By the way, in the past few days of your realization, the second senior brother has caught a living creature for you and put it with your third senior brother, you can go and see it when you have time.

Also, there is a very beautiful nephew who has come to look for you, if you have a chance to see it, remember to help the senior brother ask the little girl next to her what her name is. ”

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