I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 242

The fish died and the net was broken?

Huo Taixian frowned, and looked at the opposite ghost master: "I really can't think of any other skills you have to kill a fish."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Huo Taixian's eyes, and his eyes swept across the whole world: "With the six reincarnations, your death world will be captured by me sooner or later, and the power of the whole world will all fall into my hands. I really can't figure it out. How dare you say such a thing.”

"What confidence do I have?" The ghost master looked at Huo Taixian, and saw that the other party had no intention of explaining to him at all, and his eyes could not help showing a hint of hostility: "Why did you know it so soon!"

The ghost master had no hope of reconciling with Huo Taixian at all. At this time, there was a hint of hostility in his eyes, and then he suddenly grabbed at the barrier of the death world, and saw that the barrier of the death world gradually twisted and cracked a hole .

"Why should I?" The ghost master looked at Huo Taixian, with a ruthless expression on the corner of his mouth, and then raised his head and shouted to the outside world at the next moment: "Sage Cangyun, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait? This kid has already become a saint. , I am now manipulating the laws of the ghost world to undo the repulsion to you, and you quickly take action to suppress it."

"click~"

The ghost world is like a huge piece of glass. At this moment, a gap suddenly cracked, and a golden eye looked into the ghost world through the gap: "Is he the saint you mentioned?"

Cang Yun asked.

"Not bad!" The ghost master nodded.

"He's not a saint!" Saint Cangyun looked at Huo Taixian with a pair of eyes, which were full of inconceivable.

"Not a saint? How is it possible! He is a saint!" The ghost master's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Yes, he is not a saint, but an existence even more incredible than a saint." The golden eyes of the saint Cangyun outside the ghost world stared at Huo Taixian:
"Everyone knows that there is one level of painting and one level of heaven, especially good fortune and saints, which are completely different two levels of heaven and earth."

"However, he drew a picture scroll of the provincial road in the realm of a doctor, and he was fed back by the picture scroll of the holy way, and obtained a ray of the power of the holy way." Cang Yun's eyes were full of enthusiasm: "Boy, how did you do it? "

The ghost master was taken aback when he heard the words, as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at Huo Taixian with a pair of eyes: "So you are not a saint, but how can you make a picture scroll of the holy way if you are not a saint? Not to mention the picture scroll of the holy way, but it can still remind you Move the scroll of the holy way."

Is it different from a saint if it can activate the picture scroll of the holy way?
No difference!
"Saint?" Huo Taixian passed through the gap in the world, with a look of solemnity in his eyes.

His current strength is not enough to support him in fighting the saint.

How strong is the saint?
Only when he reaches his level will he know.

Even though he has now mastered the power of incense, he can use the incense of the painting world to stimulate the power of the holy way, but facing the real saint, he is still far behind.

After all, the power of incense is limited, but the power of a saint is unlimited.

Dozens or hundreds of times can be disputed, but the power of faith consumed by the saint is a huge number, which is simply not something that one world can support.

"Boy, wait for me to capture you and see what secrets are hidden in you." Cang Yun suddenly stretched out his hand from the outside world, and saw the intertwined divine power in his fist, which smashed a big hole in the already cracked death world in an instant , and then saw Cangyun Saint come across the boundary with a palm, and captured Huo Taixian.

"A saint?" Huo Taixian was surrounded by Buddha light, and he didn't panic. Instead, he stretched out his palm and greeted the saint Cangyun: "The Buddha moves mountains and rivers!"

Tathagata Buddha strikes with all his might!
"Bang~"

The painting world shook, the origin of the painting world was shaken, the whole painting world seemed to be shaken by a big earthquake, and a surge of surging waves spread to all directions of the world.

"Ah~"

Cangyun sage's arm turned into ashes in the vast Buddha light, and then Huo Taixian's palm crossed the barrier between the two realms, and traveled straight through time and space to the world where Cangyun sage was, and came to Cangyun sage.

"No~ Impossible! Why should you suppress me, a real saint, with a picture scroll made by a mere mortal!" Saint Cangyun's voice was full of fear and disbelief.

"Boom~"

The world outside the underworld was turbulent, and Huo Taixian slowly withdrew his palm, and the ghost master beside him trembled, his eyes filled with joy.

"Impossible! Why?" The eyes of Saint Cangyun appeared outside the world again, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Why? Just because he is the Tathagata Buddha." The corners of Huo Taixian's mouth curled up, and his eyes were full of complacency.

Tathagata Buddha, except for Empress Nuwa, will never be inferior to any sacred and supreme existence in myths and legends.

"You are Cangyun sage?" Huo Taixian put his hands behind his back: "I heard the painting sage mentioned you."

"Painting saint? Where is that despicable and shameless guy?" There were layers of ripples in Cang Yun's golden eyes, and a murderous intent flowed in his eyes: "Have you seen the painting saint? Where is that guy?"

"Dead!" Huo Taixian said.

"Impossible!" Cang Yun categorically vetoed: "A saint is immortal, and no one in the world can kill a saint."

Huo Taixian looked into the eyes of the Cangyun sage, and for some reason always felt a little familiar.

"I have obtained the inheritance of the painting saint. Do you think he is dead? It is impossible for a living saint to give his holy throne to others." Huo Taixian said.

"You have obtained the inheritance of the saint painting?" Cang Yun was stunned when he heard the words, and then suddenly smiled: "I wonder why you can draw the scroll of the holy way with a doctoral level? It turns out that you have been reborn. It's really shameless for Tsukuru to be an ordinary person to fool people. It's you!"

Cang Yun's words sounded contradictory, Huo Taixian's scalp felt a little numb when he heard it, his eyes looked at Cang Yun above, and he remained silent.

"While you are sick, I will kill you! Before you recover your full strength, I will kill you." The saint Cangyun regrouped and came across the boundary with one palm.

"Wait, Saint Cangyun, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Huo Taixian suddenly said: "If you can win, the whole painting world will be given to you, and I am willing to give up the whole world. If you lose, you Leave the painting world, and do not interfere with anything in the painting world."

Huo Taixian looked at the crumbling world of death, fearing that the two of them would fight and destroy the origin of the Yincao world.

For him, the Yincao world is an indispensable and crucial thing for the painting world to advance.

If you want the law to be perfect and build the underworld, you must have the ghost world.

"Oh?" Cangyun Saint really stopped: "How do you want to bet?"

Huo Taixian took a step forward, the Buddha's light flowed all over his body, lotuses grew under his feet step by step, and the mother-in-law treasure trees and roads and flowers were in full bloom.

Saint Cangyun's body was shrouded in divine light, and his body was changing. Huo Taixian couldn't see the face of Saint Cangyun clearly at this time.

But for some reason, he always felt that the Cangyun sage in front of him looked a little familiar.

Huo Taixian stretched out his left hand: "If the sage can fly out of my palm, you will win. If you can't fly out, you can practice well in the heaven as soon as possible, and don't come to the world to disturb you."

"It's not something you can interfere with in the lower world." Huo Taixian said aggressively.

Surrounded by Buddha light in the palm of his hand, ignoring the distance of time and space, he passed through the barrier between the two worlds and came to the front of the sage Cangyun in the heaven.

Saint Cangyun looked at the palm of Huo Taixian in front of him, and his eyes could not help but narrowed slowly.

The palm is just an ordinary palm, delicate and crystal clear like beautiful jade.

The most important thing is that the palms of those hands can't see the slightest depth. Although there is Buddha's light lingering, the sage Cangyun can't see any flaws.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Huo Taixian looked at the Cangyun saint: "Didn't the ancestor say before that the saint is immortal?"

Huo Taixian unabashedly began to provoke.

"Hahaha, why don't I dare!" Cangyun Saint looked at Huo Taixian: "But I don't believe you if you say nothing."

"The two of us can swear by the laws of heaven and earth!" Huo Taixian said.

"Okay!" Cangyun Saint looked at Huo Taixian: "You swear."

"I made a bet with Saint Cangyun, if Saint Cangyun can fly out of my palm, I will give up the painting world to Saint Cangyun. If I violate the laws of heaven and earth, I will be killed forever." Huo Tai There was a hint of caution like thunder in the fairy's voice.

"Okay! I bet Huo Taixian that if I can't fly out of his palm, I will never invade the painting world." Cangyun sage swore.

"How do you know my name is Huo Taixian?" Huo Taixian's eyes flashed suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the figure outside the world barrier.

Sage Cangyun was at a loss for words, and then he covered it up angrily: "Are you still betting or not? It's fine if you don't bet."

Huo Taixian looked at Saint Cangyun with his eyes, and the sense of familiarity in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Huo Taixian waved his palm, motioning for Saint Cangyun to come forward.

Seeing this Cang Yun is not polite, it directly turned into a streamer and landed on Huo Taixian's palm, then raised his head to look at Huo Taixian:

"Before I bet, I should tell you something."

"Oh?" Huo Taixian looked at Cang Yun.

"In fact, the world of painting is not chaotic. I can't enter the world of painting at all. The unified spirit of the world of painting will exclude me. Although saints are strong, they can't compete with the general trend of heaven and earth. The world of painting is actually the world of human beings hundreds of thousands of years ago. , but was forcibly refined by the painting saint with his own natal chart, and then separated." The voice of the ghost master was full of laughter.

"Oh?" Huo Taixian looked surprised, unexpectedly there is such a cause and effect.

"I really can't figure out what kind of tricks you have with your palm to trap a saint. Even in your prime, you still can't do it." The saint Cangyun looked at Huo Taixian with doubts in his eyes.

"Actually, I also want to tell you a secret." Huo Taixian looked at Saint Cangyun.

"I know your secret, you are the saint of painting, you have taken Huo Taixian away. Don't you, saint of painting!" Cangyun saint said confidently.

(End of this chapter)