Farming, raising monsters, cultivating immortals, and seeking immortality

boom!

Yuan Yizhi held the last chess piece in his hand, but he couldn't get a single point down until the entire chessboard shattered, and he was shocked by the huge wave and was bleeding inside.

"Accepted!"

The Tianlong cultivator clasped his fists, still looking humble.

And the more this happened, the more unacceptable this disciple from Wangshen Palace was.

But just when he was about to have an attack, Wu Meng just raised his eyes and glanced at him. The anger he wanted to vent just now was suppressed.

"Get out."

"yes!"

Here, Yuan Yizhi did not dare to make any mistakes.

Not to mention Wu Dianli, who is already in the realm of gods, even the person who just played against him may not be his opponent.

But in his opinion, these people just practiced for a long time!

"Who's coming next?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at Chen Mo and the other person.

Seeing that they didn't respond, he volunteered and stepped forward and said, "I'd better do it."

Before Wu Meng could speak, another female cultivator among the four came out.

As if he had been prepared, the other party walked to the broken stone table, stretched out his jade finger and touched it gently, and the original broken stone instantly returned to its original state.

Just this ability to break up the mirror and reunite him shows that he is extraordinary.

And Chen Mo once again saw someone outside the crowd!

It's no wonder that the once arrogant Jian Shiqi finally turned into this humble look.

In Pingduzhou, he is a rising star.

He was able to defeat six generals with his own strength, but in Zhongzhou, monks like him can't be said to be numerous, they can only be found everywhere.

If it were anyone else, I'm afraid his heart would have been broken long ago.

"The beast-controlling scrolls of the Strange Beast Academy are famous far and wide, and today I can finally see them painted." The female cultivator from the Tianlong Department raised her lips and spoke in a voice as clear as an oriole's.

The two are similar in age and have different looks.

"There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. There will be a winner or loser in the game, but who will judge the painting skills?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked.

"Me." Wu Meng said.

"Since Wu Dianli is willing to uphold justice, I'm relieved."

Yan Xiaoxiao said something against her will. After all, this is someone else’s territory. What happens is not someone else’s decision?

The two of them walked to their respective stone tables. They said they were competing in painting skills, but in fact they were competing on the method of refining magical instruments. However, the scroll is a special magical instrument, so the monk's "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting" came into existence. ".

The two of them started writing, while Chen Mo looked on in a daze.

Especially Yan Xiaoxiao, all kinds of pens are flying in her hands, and beautiful lines are wandering on the snow-white paper.

Gradually, a faint layer of light emerged.

Chen Mo had seen Ouyang Dongqing make talismans, but his was a rigorous handicraft; while this disciple from the Academy of Strange Beasts was a freehand painting that he wanted to do as he pleased.

At this time, the Gale Eagle and the Humpback White Eagle were already standing on his shoulders.

The Beast Control Scroll is a storage magic weapon that Chen Mo came into contact with when he was still in Qingyang Sect. It is better than the storage ring because it allows spiritual animals to survive in it for a short period of time.

But not as good as the beast control ring.

The former space is unstable and may be damaged at any time.

However, after seeing the disciples of the Qi Beast Academy writing today, I realized that this does not seem to be the case.

The other party drew a picture of birds perching in the mountains, with sunset, fallen leaves, and falling yellow. Under the three sunsets, the painting was exquisitely painted and lifelike.

Seeing that she was about to complete the transformation, a snow-white spiritual beast came out of her arms. His appearance was very strange, unlike any animal or monster Chen Mo had ever seen, but it was... A very endearing feeling.

I saw it kicking on Yan Xiaoxiao's chest, and instantly got into the beast-controlling scroll.

At this moment, the painting seemed to be alive, and the white spiritual beast was running wantonly inside!

Is this the real picture of beast control? !

Chen Mo sighed in his heart, with this scroll, doesn't it mean that even a behemoth like the old turtle can get in and take it away?

Sure enough, nothing is impossible in the cultivation continent.

Some of them are just shallow vision and insufficient ability.

"That's right, that's right. Just draw it and you'll see a picture that can accommodate fourth-level monsters. The Academy of Strange Beasts is indeed the Academy of Strange Beasts!"

This time until Yan Xiaoxiao stopped writing, even Wu Meng, who was in the realm of gods, couldn't help but praise him.

This scene also made Chen Mo feel a little nervous.

After all, the Strange Beast Academy has shown such ability, what chance does the one from the Tianlong Club have to win against her?

Finally, the other person's painting was completed.

And when she unfolded the scroll and suspended it in the air, she instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone’s hearts and minds also dived into it.

Gradually, a glimmer of enlightenment came to Chen Mo's mind.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Yan Xiaoxiao. His face was pale and full of regret!

She thought that by taking out the animal control scroll, she would be better at it, but she didn't expect that the other party actually drew a visualization diagram!

Wu Meng didn't even need to announce this, she knew she had lost!

"Master Dianli, I surrender." Yan Xiaoxiao accepted this reality calmly.

Very different from Yuan Yizhi.

"Oh, you don't need me to judge?"

"No need." She shook her head, "But I have a condition."

"Do you think I will promise you?"

"I just want to stay and see how the other two win."

Yan Xiaoxiao did not make excessive demands, but she was very smart. She felt that the people from Wangshen Palace and Qishouyuan had lost, so how could the other two people win?

So she wanted to stay!

Wu Meng thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

"I'll be the next one."

Chen Mo still did not move. If at the beginning, he still felt that he had a high level of attainment in music, but now looking at the chess game of Wangshen Palace, the painting of Qishouyuan, and the Tianlong Department that won them respectively, he felt that the possibility of losing was very high!

Zhongzhou's foundation has exceeded his imagination.

Any cultivator who comes here may feel his insignificance.

It is precisely because of this that even though Beizhou is so advanced and developed, and has even constructed another completely different world, it is nothing in the eyes of Zhongzhou.

People who practice cultivation will eventually return their great power to themselves.

No matter how powerful the city is, it is afraid that it cannot withstand the attack of the immortal.

This is also the reason why even if the lower world has interstellar travel, it still cannot expand in the cultivation continent.

"My name is Cen Yun, and I'm here to meet Wu Dianli."

This man is quite mature, and he must have great skills to be able to stand here.

"What do you choose?"

"Books."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the last two people in the Tianlong tribe turned his head and looked at him.

Chen Mo could understand how to compare the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But how should this "book" be compared?

Compare it to standing a book, or to reciting classics? (End of this chapter)