The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Beginning

　　【Name: Zhou Fan】

　　[Realm: Perfect and leak-free Jindan (pure source shaping) True Yang (small world limit)]

　　[Attribute: All things]

　　[Law: Artistic Conception of All Things - 25 layers of water (domain), 90 layers of fire (domain), 10 layers of soil (domain)...]

　　[Treasure: Reincarnation Seal Fragment (5/100) Taiqing Purple Clothes, Blood Phoenix Bell, Wanshun Cauldron, Spirit Pattern Gold Ring, Yuan Extinguishing Gloves. 】

　　[Mid-grade talent exercises: Heavenly Soul Art Level 1000 (Successful)]

　　[Cultivation method: The sixth layer of the Taizhen Yangjing (complete) the fifth layer of the Great Sun Tathagata method (broken)]

　　[Reincarnation Points: 2420 million]

　　[Evaluation: sss legend]

　　[Reward: 2 arrivals quota]

　　As early as 48 years ago, when he left Beishan Mansion to start the experience, he spent 1 comprehension points, condensed the comprehension dragon page and [-] comprehension golden page, and raised the talent skill to perfection.

　　It was also the improvement of the talent cultivation technique that made him realize the epiphany of his painting skills, and quickly climbed to the state of transcendence and sanctification.

　　At the same time, he understands his own way in this small world.

　　For the next [-] years of experience in cold and heat, he was completely immersed in cultivation.

　　Although he didn't deliberately gain comprehension points, he still accumulated more than [-] comprehension points.

　　Only a few thousand comprehension points are needed to condense 1 million reincarnation points, and it takes 10 comprehension points to consume the silver fruit of comprehension.

　　He stretched out his hand, the branches and leaves of the old locust tree rolled, and a locust tree branch with slender velvet suspended and landed in Zhou Fan's hands.

　　He dipped in black ink and pondered for a long time before he began to paint for the first time.

　　From the border of Beishanfu, to Yinfenggu Temple, and then to Beiguo County...

　　The intertwined scenery of countless refugees is drawn under the brush.

　　but.

　　There are no beeps in my head.

　　His painting skills are already extraordinary, and it is difficult for him to improve any further.

　　boom! !

　　suddenly.

　　The sky exploded.

　　The canopy of the old locust tree shook violently, and a large number of branches and leaves spread rapidly, covering the entire Beiguo County in an instant.

　　rumbling~

　　Ground shaking.

　　Millions of demons arrived at the Yinfengkou.

　　In the dark clouds, an incomparably huge dark Maitreya Buddha with a weird smile overlooked the countless refugees below.

　　The black-robed descender headed by him looked at the temple in front of him and sneered: "The immortal in the painting, hehe, even if you are a descendant of more than 10 times, you can't resist my army of millions of demons and the Buddha statue that is about to transform into the real sun. magic weapon!"

　　"Destroy your county, destroy your people, and I will completely complete the layout!"

　　"kill!"

　　Accompanied by thunder explosions.

　　The brutal army of millions of demons rushed towards Yinfeng Valley like a tide.

　　Countless ghosts turned into black mists, spreading and wreaking havoc from all directions.

　　A large number of refugees in the temple cried in fear.

　　Puff puff!

　　At this time, countless locust tree branches descended, killing all the demons and ghosts!

　　"Yes, the old locust tree in the fairy yard in the painting!"

　　"Ah, the fairy in the painting is back!!"

　　"We are saved!!"

　　Countless refugees were surprised and excited, and fell to their knees on the ground.

　　The old locust tree covered the clouds and the sun to form a huge line of defense, and the defense of Beiguo County was not leaked.

　　The black-robed descendant snorted coldly.

　　"The mayfly shakes the tree, it is beyond its capacity!"

　　The voice fell.

　　The incomparably huge dark Maitreya Buddha in the black clouds in the sky, the Buddha's palm suddenly covered down.

　　The terrifying True Sun atmosphere swept through.

　　A large number of branches of the old locust tree grow wildly, condensing a big tree hand, and banging against the Buddha's palm.

　　Bang! ! !

　　The big hand of the tree collapsed directly.

　　A lot of broken wood fell down with the rain.

　　Seeing this scene, countless refugees are all desperate!

　　[More will be added later, thank you for your support! ].

Chapter 24

　　Skyrim.

　　Top of North Mountain.

　　Overlooking the battle over Beiguo County in the distance, hundreds of descendants fell silent.

　　After a while, someone who reached the realm of pure yang sighed: "Unfortunately, this immortal in Beiguo County's painting should be a strong person who has descended more than 10 times. If he makes arrangements in advance, he may be able to compete with this dark Maitreya. Buddha."

　　The rest of the descendants nodded in agreement, "Yes, the name of the immortal in the painting has long risen in the dynasty, but the Dark Maitreya Buddha did not dare to attack Beiguo County, which undoubtedly shows the fear of the Dark Maitreya Buddha!"

　　"It's too late to say this now. As long as the last place on earth in Beiguo County is destroyed, the dark Maitreya Buddha will be completely transformed, and no one will be invincible by then!" Those who came felt regretful.

　　Standing among the descendants, Ji Ruxue shook her head bitterly.

　　It turned out that the senior who looked for her back then was the fairy in the painting.

　　If at that time, the immortal in the painting shot, maybe the dark Maitreya Buddha would not succeed.

　　but.

　　Reach the state of being a fairy in a painting.

　　If you don't do it, you must have your own decision.

　　But now, even if the immortal in the painting reaches the real Yang realm, it is absolutely impossible to resist the dark Maitreya Buddha.

　　after all.

　　The whole small world has completely plunged into darkness.

　　Under the general trend.

　　No one can reverse it.

　　……

　　Over Beiguo County.

　　In the face of the huge Buddha statue in the darkness, the old locust tree in the realm of pure Yang is not an opponent at all, and it will collapse at a touch.

　　Under the locust tree, Zhou Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he was still inking.

　　The white rice paper is sprinkled one by one.

　　The inkstone ink was changed batch after batch.

　　My sister's wrists are tired, but she is still holding on.

　　boom! !

　　The old locust tree was desperate.

　　Its canopy is like a cloud of branches and leaves in the sky, rolling a lot of rainwater, gathering into a towering water curtain, covering the entire Beiguo County.

　　Bang bang!

　　The huge palm of the dark Maitreya Buddha pressed down again.

　　The water curtain burst open and turned into a flood.

　　A large number of houses collapsed, the refugees were swept away by the flood, and there were mourning everywhere.

　　The old locust tree couldn't support it either, and the crown quickly cracked, spilling the sap all over the sky, which was its blood essence.

　　The refugees were desperate.

　　"The fairy in the painting!!"

　　Someone shouted and shouted.

　　"The fairy in the painting!!"

　　A large number of refugees shouted.

　　"The fairy in the painting!!!"

　　All the refugees shouted in unison.

　　The voices converged and resounded over the entire Beiguo County.

　　Zhou Fan raised his head as if enlightened, and looked at the dark Maitreya Buddha statue in the dark clouds in the sky.