Save Reloading Immortal

On the square of the Temple of God, everyone fell to the ground and panted.

Some are seriously injured and are being treated by their peers.

Some are kneeling on the ground, and they are not willing to climb up.

Zhou Peng sat on a huge iron sheet and was receiving the healing of Ling Ling girl.

“Senior Brother, do you feel better?”

Ling Frost used the only remaining Yuan Li to cure Zhou Peng.

After Zhou Peng listened, he held a fist: “Thank you for Ling Frost Girl.”

After Ling Ling listened, he smiled.

“Weekly Senior Brother is too polite. If it wasn’t for the week, Senior Brother kept protecting me. It may be me who just injured.”

“Week Senior Brother is hurt for me, Ling Ling is grateful. And it is not the weekly Senior Brother, we can not knock down these mechanical shackles.”

Ling Shuang looked up at the scrapped copper and iron that had been scrapped in the square, and all eyes were admired by Zhou Peng.

After listening to other Xuanyi Discipe, I was grateful.

“Yes, this time thanks to the weekly Senior Brother. Week Senior Brother, please accept me.”

“Weekly Senior Brother is also worshipped by me!”

“Weekly Senior Brother, I am waiting for a visit.”

Ten Xuanyi Disciples, who held fists and expressed their gratitude to Zhou Peng.

Under the leadership of Zhou Peng, they finally passed a difficult one that was almost impossible to complete.

Ten mechanical shackles, all of them were knocked down.

Lian Yi’s owner, Han Fei, was also a little surprised.

“It’s a really good boy, I really want to leave him and recognize it as a Junior Junior Brother.”

Han Fei expressed his approval for Zhou Peng.

Not everyone can get Han Fei’s recognition. After all, Han Fei is the most outstanding teacher.

“Little Devils, doing a good job. Then take a rest for two days! Your Cultivation is just getting started.”

Han Fei finished, and entered the Shenji Pavilion with all the Disciples.

When Zhou Peng stepped into the Shenji Pavilion, a sense of satisfaction that had never been seen hit the heart.

For them, the rewards of this test are unparalleled.

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On the other hand, Zhuo Bufan has reached the Primordial Spirit Realm because of his own Culture Base, so the test of Tsang Tianshan is special.

He did not join Zhou Peng in their training. After all, the Culture Base was there, and Zhou Peng’s training was not suitable for him.

Moreover, for the test of Zhuo Bufan, the 18-person Jie has no power to set up the test project.

The only thing that can test Zhuo Bufan is the most powerful existence of the Tianshan Mountains.

The test of Zhuo Bufan by Pan Huang is quite wonderful.

His test is that there is no test.

Ziyang brought Zhuo Bufan into a book cave in accordance with the account of the Emperor.

Then Ziyang did not leave anything worthy of explanation, knowledge said to Zhuo Bufan.

“Junior Brother Zhuo is here to rest, waiting for the teacher’s will.”

Ziyang let Zhuo Bufan stay in the cave waiting for the order of the Emperor.

This made Zhuo Bufan not know what to do for a while.

Ever since, Zhuo Bufan took out the picture.

The painting was a mysterious gift from the owner of the Windy Mountain Villa when he opened the Sky City.

In his words, there is a secret in the painting.

Zhuo Bufan had no time before, and now he is free, and finally has time to study it.

Re-expanding the painting, the painting is still the back of the mysterious man.

“This man, is it Luo Tian?”

Zhuo Bufan has seen such a back in a dream.

The owner of the back is Luo Tian.

He was wearing a black pigmented clothing, and the long black hair was on the back, a bit chic and a bit handsome.

It is a man who looks like a perfect star in the sky, and the back of Zhuo Bufan will never forget.

The back of this painting in the hand is very similar to Luo Tian.

“If he is really Luo Tian, ​​what does this painting mean?”

“And, who is the one who sent the boss to me? Will it be the Emperor? Or the sacred girl in the courtyard?”

Zhuo Bufan is trying hard to meditate.

He can basically guess who the painting is, but he can’t guess the true meaning of the painting.

According to the owner of Fengyu Mountain Villa, Zhuo Bufan can understand the true meaning of the painting and unlock the secrets in the painting and master the treasures inside.

“Is there a pen in this painting?”

Zhuo Bufan began to observe the handwriting of the painting one inch and one inch, and even used Yuanli to perceive it.

However, he looked over and over again and found that he did not find any special handwriting.

He found that the painting was unexpectedly in one go, and the strokes of the strokes seemed to have been practiced countless times.

It’s like copying it for countless times, then painting the picture in one go.

If the painter who is not the painter has already entered the gods, then it means that she must paint often.

Zhuo Bufan believes that it is the first one, and the other’s paintings are done.

“Although I have no research on painting, this painting is indeed well painted, and it is completely a masterpiece.”

“Is it wrong, I am going to find a talented person who knows how to paint?”

Zhuo Bufan really can’t see the mystery of this painting. He suspects that it is an ordinary painting, but he is fooled by the owner of the Windsong Villa.

Therefore, Zhuo Bufan is going to find a person who knows how to paint and ask him to help analyze and analyze.

Zhuo Bufan believes that there must be a talented person who loves painting on the Tianshan Mountain.

So, Zhuo Bufan walked out of the cave and found the rebellious sky that was being confined.

“Kid, I will be able to go out for a few days, and then we will immediately go to the door you mentioned, and then smash the shit and smash it, and then fight with you.”

When I first saw Zhuo Bufan, I couldn’t wait to rush to him.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the rebellious sky that was blocked in the enchantment, a cold smile.

“I am not in a hurry, I will ask you, can you have a person who knows how to draw a picture of Tianshan?”

Asked Zhuo Bufan.

After listening to the sky, he said.

“Understanding painting? What do you ask for this?”

“I have intercepted the 18th generation of Tianshan, and each one is all 18 martial arts masters.”

Against the sky, it is very self-satisfied.

Zhuo Bufan, said with furrowed eyebrows.

“Oh? So, do you understand painting?”

“Of course, I am against the sky, but I am versatile. My paintings are in the world, but it is hard to find.”

It is also polite to reverse the sky, indicating that he is a painter who is not allowed.

Zhuo Bufan is skeptical. After all, how to look at it is just a fighting madman. How can such a big old man know how to paint?

However, to find out the truth of the back view, he took the picture out and gave a look at the reverse sky.

“What do you see when you look at this picture?”

Zhuo Bufan put the painting in front of the sky, because Zhuo Bufan did not worry about stealing the shackles across the enchantment.

And looking at the paintings that Zhuo Bufan took out against the sky and eyes, finally said.

“Zhuo Bufan, is this what you draw with your feet? I can draw a hundred pieces of this kind of garbage.”

“Don’t force it, talk well.”

Zhuo Bufan gave him a white look.

After listening to the sky, he despised him and said.

“And, don’t understand, do you have a shit Profound Principle?”

Contrary to the sky, Zhuo Bufan will not casually use that picture to entertain him, affirming the secret of this painting.

And Zhuo Bufan listened to the answer from the sky, almost sure that this guy could not see anything.

“Playing on the cows, let’s say, among the eighteen people, who has the most research on painting?”

Zhuo Bufan doesn’t want to talk nonsense with the nonsense. Anyway, there is nothing to gain from saying more, and it may not be a while.

After listening to the sky, I responded.

“Pay attention to your attitude towards the kid, be careful not to say it.”

“Don’t say yes, about the battle, I see…”

“Oh, I said, are you kid now learning to threaten?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, let’s talk!”

In the face of the threat of Zhuo Bufan, the reverse sky must finally be honestly accounted for.

“You go to the paintings of the 10th mountain peak of Houshan to find the 10th sister! She is the one who has the deepest research on painting in our 18 Disciples.”

“Ten Shijie, Suyan?”

Zhuo Bufan recalls the name of every famous person that Dean Mu Lao told them.

Among them, the ten sisters are Suyan.

“It turns out, thank you.”

Zhuo Bufan finished, did not talk to the nonsense, turned and went to the painting heart.

“Hey, Zhuo Bufan, talk again! Hello!”

There is still more to say about the reversal of the sky, and Zhuo Bufan has long since disappeared.

According to the reverse sky, Zhuo Bufan came to the tenth mountain peak of Houshan and painted the heart.

Su Yan, the master of the painting heart, is a person who loves painting and painting.

Zhuo Bufan came to the painting heart and circled in the air for half a circle to find the whereabouts of Su smoke.

However, at this time, Zhuo Bufan found a group of birds attacking him.

It was a few ordinary birds, and Zhuo Bufan felt the murder and threat on the bird.

Zhuo Bufan saw the situation, decisively shot on the spot, and took a shot and directly shot several birds.

To Zhuo Bufan’s surprise, the dead bird did not flow out of red blood, but a colorful liquid.

Zhuo Bufan took a closer look and found that it was not blood, but the paint.

“These birds are drawn?”

Zhuo Bufan shockingly said.

At this time, suddenly a flying dragon flew up from a small courtyard pavilion below, and issued a dragon scorpion.

“Roar!”

With a terrible roar, Zhuo Bufan slammed out.

“Rejected!”

The powerful slap in the face, banged out at the same time as the dragon ran into it.

The dragon blasted directly in the air, and it exploded on the spot, turning into a colorful rain.

“It’s really painted!”

Zhuo Bufan is determined to be a creature that has been painted by both birds and dragons.

And he found the location of the painting person, just in the pavilion below.

Zhuo Bufan saw it and immediately flew down.

“Disciple Zhuo Bufan, I have seen ten sisters!”

Before he waited for the other party to take another shot, Zhuo Bufan immediately showed his identity.

The other party stopped the third round of offense.

“Junior Brother Zhuo, why didn’t you come to me to paint the heart, why?”

For the sudden visit of Zhuo Bufan, Suyan did not show much welcome.

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, he explained quickly.

“I also ask the world to be angry. When I come here, I have to ask for it.”

Zhuo Bufan doesn’t want to play against Suyan.

After Su Yan listened, he put down the brush in his hand and turned to look at Zhuo Bufan.

She has long black hair, such as a waterfall like ink, and her graceful posture makes people think about it.

Su Yan is absolutely a human being, even if Zhuo Bufan can not help but see more.

In the hands of the strange woman, she is holding a colorful wolf.

Drop the pen into a painting, and make a wonderful flower.

Anything drawn with that magic pen can jump out of the paper and turn into a living being.

Therefore, Su Yan is also known as the painting of the Tianshan Mountains.

Zhuo Bufan did not dare to slack off, and quickly took out the picture in his arms and put his hands on it.

“When I heard the name of Su Shi’s painting, I have no idea what the paintings are. The Junior Brother has a mysterious scroll in his hand. I wonder if the world can help identify it.”

Zhuo Bufan took the picture with confidence.

He believes that Su Yan will not have any ulterior motives for this painting.

After all, the person who cherishes the painting has a noble personality.

When the Suyan saw it, the jade finger gently touched the picture in the hands of Zhuo Bufan, then floated down in the air and unfolded the picture.

When Su Yan saw the works in the painting, he first looked at it, then thought again, and finally he was surprised.

“This painting, in one go, is a slap in the face, there is no extra brushwork. The person who paints, hides all kinds of gorgeous techniques, and uses only the simplest brushstrokes to complete the back view of this service. It’s amazing!”

Su smoke was amazed.

For this painting, she actually had a feeling of self-defeating.

“It turns out that this is the case. After the painting technique reaches Peak, can it express the author’s intention even if it is a hook?”

Su Yan looked at the back view, and the colorful wolf in his hand flicked through the air.

In an instant, a dragon and a phoenix, took off from the tip of the pen.

Oops, Fengming Nine Heavens.

A snoring, dragons and sky.

Su Yan actually got an epiphany because of a painting.

A beam of skylight fell on the Suyan, and the Primordial Spirit in Su’s heart evolved into a Shengyuan.

“Breakthrough, congratulations to the sister, to break through the sacred world.”

Zhuo Bufan was staring at the closed-smooth Su smoke, and he decided not to think that it was just a painting, and Su Yan could understand the breakthrough method.

“Is this the treasure in this painting?”

“It won’t, I am self-defeating?”

Zhuo Bufan was worried that he would take the back view to Su Yan and look at it, but let Suyan get the treasure.

After Su Yan listened, he smiled.

“Thank you for the completion of the Junior Brother, but this painting is really true, I have not understood it.”

“The painting technique of the person who paints is far above me. It is just the mystery of the brushwork, which makes me self-deprecating. I can break through and feel the True Meaning of the painting. But for the True Meaning in this painting, Su Yan Not perceived.”

It turned out that Suyan did not perceive the true meaning of this painting. Knowledge comprehends the True Meaning of the painting.

The relationship between the two is completely different.

Draw True Meaning, which is Grand Dao to Jane.

What is the meaning of this simple back view, Su smoke does not know.

After listening to Zhuo Bufan, he sighed helplessly.

At this moment, suddenly a voice came from behind Zhuo Bufan.

“Hey? Isn’t this painting a painting of a sister? How can it be here?”

After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan suddenly returned.

I saw the motherland dream of Mazushan ruthless, and was carrying a pot of tea from the front yard.

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