God-level Punishment System

puff.

Tick,

Suddenly, the spring water followed the soft hair of the spirit pen, and suddenly filled with the nib of the spirit pen.

In the humid neighborhood of Jiufen, Chen Sheng failed.

Chen Sheng also broke away from his previous state in an instant, scratched his head again, with a look of embarrassment, "Master Mo, I have tried several times, and always fail here, no matter what you do, it will always be worse. some."

Chen Sheng said nervously.

Like a student who made mistakes.

Old Mo looked at him, then at the spirit pen in his hand, there was a ray of light in his always dim eyes.

The light is for tears.

It's just that the tears were just a gleam, and it appeared in the dry eyes of Old Mo, and after washing away some of the dimness, it brought this ray of light.

"How many years? It's at this time. I actually met such a disciple. Do you really want me not to accept defeat?" Old Mo murmured softly, his voice so slight that Chen Sheng couldn't hear him clearly.

He looked at Chen Sheng and suddenly laughed, but he could see that he didn't laugh often, so the smile at this moment inevitably seemed a little stiff.

"This is not your problem. You have done well enough. You can't achieve nine points of moistness. The reason is that the number of hairs in that area is dozens or hundreds of times as much as before. You can't do it because of the spiritual power in your body. The amount is not enough to support. If you precisely control so many hairs, you don’t need to care about it. When your cultivation base is higher, it will naturally be solved."

"I was surprised, really surprised. You gave me a surprise once again, a big surprise." Old Mo seemed to be really excited, and his words grew louder.

Chen Sheng doesn't understand, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand. It will take at least one or two months for a painter who is in contact with Lingbi for the first time to be able to simply control Lingbi.

If you want to be able to draw with a smart pen, you only need to be able to control the wetness at three points, and you can start drawing.

To reach Chen Sheng's level, an ordinary painter would take at least half a year to do it.

Even if it was Lao Mo, who was known as the first genius of the Ningyun Sect in hundreds of years in painting skills, it took a full month and a half to reach this level.

Chen Sheng undoubtedly shortened this time by countless times.

Originally, he had lost the confidence to fight again, and was desperate for those things in the past. Today, after many years, ripples in his heart again.

A seed called hope, deep in his heart, took root, sprouted, uncontrollably, and grew up.

This seed of hope was brought to him by Chen Sheng.

"It turned out to be like this." Chen Sheng suddenly realized that he was a little more calm.

"You can formally practice painting. The next control of the spirit pen needs to be gradually familiarized until it becomes a habit." Old Mo said excitedly, wishing to teach everything he knows as soon as possible for the first time. Chen Sheng has no reservations.

"You can't leak your spiritual power, so you can't paint in the void for the time being. In this way, I have some paper here, so you can practice your hands first."

Old Mo painfully wiped a handful of his waist, and a stack of yellow paper, about a hundred sheets, appeared in his hand.

Chen Sheng glanced at Mo Lao's waist suspiciously, and didn't understand what the operation was.

Before Mo, where did he hide this paper?

"Oh, haha, are you wondering where I took out the paper?" Old Mo's state became more lively, and he laughed at Chen Sheng's puzzled look.

"It's just a gadget. Look at this yellow-gray belt on my waist. It actually has a movable space inside. It is about ten square meters in size. It can be used to store some things and carry it around."

"Storage belt? Ten square meters?" Chen Sheng's appearance suddenly lit up, and he became extremely interested in this belt.

If there is one such thing, it will be too convenient in the future, just like carrying a small warehouse with you!

"Well, but I don't have any extra for the time being, otherwise I can prepare one for you. The painter still needs some materials for painting, and it is more convenient to have a storage utensil." Old Mo smiled and nodded.

"In fact, it's just a magic weapon. You can't go on a countertop. You will pay attention to it in the future. It is not difficult to find one. I am a high-grade magic weapon, only ten square meters in size. If it is a spiritual weapon-level storage device, there is enough space for nearly a hundred. Square meters, that is the real luxury."

"Top grade... magic weapon... only?" Chen Sheng rolled his throat hard, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer this sentence.

The best he has now is a medium-grade magic weapon long sword, and even the high-grade magic weapon long sword has not been touched.

Not to mention that the cultivator who cultivates the realm of gods is not necessarily able to handle a magic weapon.

Especially the top grade magic weapon.

What Old Mo said was very relaxed...

Chen Sheng secretly felt ruthless in his heart. He really likes this storage belt. If he has the opportunity, he must make one for himself.

Thinking like this in his heart, Chen Sheng stretched out his hand and took the yellow paper that Mo Lao handed him.

As soon as I started with the paper, a heavy feeling came to my face.

"Although you chose the route of the artist, the artist does not need to be so clear in the early stage. Later, I will give you several pictures commonly used by the artist, you can try it, and you have the right to practice. ."

"In addition, with your growth rate, it is impossible for you to remain unobtrusive in the clan and not cause trouble. Although I can't come forward to help you block it, it will also make you lose the opportunity to exercise, but outside You don’t have to worry about using painting techniques or anything."

After Mr. Mo confessed for a while, the front line was a little sharper for the first time, "I don't want to care about anything with them, and I don't want to talk nonsense with them, but you, Master, I will never be afraid of them."

The meaning of these remarks has changed a lot from Mr. Mo's previous attitude. After witnessing Chen Sheng's unexpected growth, Mr. Mo is like a sharp sword, finally shaking off the dust on his body and going out. The sheath is average.

I have to say that with a master like Mo Lao, who taught by his words and deeds, Chen Sheng didn't know how many detours he had to take, and how much trouble he had to get started in painting.

There are only two kinds of painting skills that Yipin painters can master, except for the basics of lighting a fire, recruiting water, condensing an ice cube, and so on. They are really useful.

The first type is the physical strength chart of the artist.

The first-grade physical strength chart can enhance the cultivator's physical strength by 30% to 50%. For the cultivator, it is equivalent to forcibly raising the physical realm by one or two levels.

The second-rank physical strength chart can increase the physical strength of the cultivator by 70 to 100%. For the cultivator, it is almost equivalent to every punch, which is equivalent to double the strength.

The meaning and value of the strong body chart can be imagined.