Before Ling Qingyan, he had to teach Yan Yuntian the brush, and Yan Yuntian basically taught Ling Qingyan what he had mastered. Ling Qingyan knew very well whether he had hidden his own personal information.

At this moment, seeing that Yan Yuntian's brushwork technique and charm were completely different from before, Ling Qingyan could see that Yan Yuntian's current brushwork seemed to have changed. As for where did this change come from, Ling Qingyan could only ask him after Yan Yuntian completed this painting.

Ling Qingyan and his wife watched quietly, waiting for Yan Yuntian to finish their pen.

This painting by Yan Yuntian is completely different from the previous paintings. Ling Qingyan remembers that even if Yan Yuntian painted a complex painting, it would only take more than a moment to finish at most. However, Yan Yuntian had three hours now for this landscape painting that is not too complicated!

Three hours were extremely incredible in Ling Qingyan's eyes. If he had finished this painting, Ling Qingyan would have to ask himself, it would only take nearly a quarter of an hour at most.

Three hours later, Yan Yuntian finished his pen and was not surprised when he saw Ling Qingyan and his wife beside him.

"Palace Lord, your painting..."

Ling Qingyan looked at the landscape painting in front of Yan Yuntian, and was a little reluctant to speak.

"What? Do you see any difference?" Yan Yuntian looked at Ling Qingyan and asked.

Ling Qingyan nodded and said, "It took you more than three hours to paint this painting... Palace Master, aren't you all very fast when you paint in the past?"

Yan Yuntian smiled and said, "Is it three hours? Why do I think it's just an hour passed?"

Ling Qingyan smiled bitterly, "Parent Lord, I'm waiting next to you. How could I not even know how long you have been painting... Just now, you did paint for more than three hours."

Meng Qingli next to her also said, "Parent Lord, it really took you three hours."

Yan Yuntian saw Meng Qingli and smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to say something, a powerful aura suddenly emerged next to the pavilion. This aura aroused, which made Ling Qingyan and the other two clearly feel Yan Yuntian, especially with surprise on his face, "That boy, has he broken through?"

"Senior brother, he..."

A hint of surprise also appeared on Ling Qingyan and his wife's faces.

After a while, Yan Yuntian brows moved and looked at Ling Qingyan and said, "You should have met the Spirit Emperor when you came before, right? I'll call him here now and let him tell you how long I've been drawing just now..."

Ling Qingyan and his wife looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

They just remembered clearly that Yan Yuntian did paint for three hours.

Soon, the figure of Prince Linghuang came into the pavilion, but the first thing he did was not to salute Yan Yuntian but to look at Ling Qingyan with gratitude on his face, "Thank you, Junior Brother Ling, thank you for giving the medicine. Otherwise, I don't know when I will break through to the level of the quasi-universe star realm!"

Yan Yuntian was also surprised when he heard the words of the Prince Linghuang, "I said why is it so coincidental? You broke through as soon as the Qingyan couple came. It turned out that they had obtained the pill! If you can make you break through, the pill is at least an eighth grade... and it should not be an ordinary eighth grade pill."

Ling Qingyan shook his head, Yan Yuntian had already looked at the Prince of Linghuang and asked, "Linghuang, how long did it take for you to break through this time? It starts from the time you get the pill..."

When Prince Linghuang heard Yan Yuntian's words, he frowned slightly, "I don't remember the palace master very clearly... But every time I go into seclusion, I have the habit of lighting a 'sandalwood'. It will take ten hours to burn one. However, when I break through, looking at the sandalwood, it seems that it is only one tenth less than the sandalwood!"

"In other words, you only took an hour, right?" Yan Yuntian asked with his eyes narrowed.

"Yes," the Prince of Linghuang nodded.

"How is that possible?" Ling Qingyan and Meng Qingli looked at each other in front of each other, and they felt that they would not be wrong.

Yan Yuntian smiled faintly and saw the disbelief of Ling Qingyan and his wife. He said: "When I incorporated the mystery of the brush before, the entire pavilion was brought into the artistic conception by me. I explained the time in the artistic conception with a brush, which was three times faster than outside!"

“Three times? Time?”

Ling Qingyan's pupils shrank. At this moment, he seemed to understand something. He looked at Yan Yuntian and said in horror: "Party Lord, your soul level has entered the level of the Void Star Realm?"

Ling Qingyan remembered that when Yan Yuntian fought with the elder of the Reincarnation Academy, the soul cultivation displayed was even stronger than that of the elder of the Reincarnation Academy. It is said that he had realized the "Lingluo Eye" with the highest level of the soul level in the universe. The elder of the Reincarnation Academy only mastered the second-ranked "Golden Eye".

Ling Qingyan is no longer the ordinary cultivator he used to be. When he was in the Divine Palace, he had also studied the Lingluo Eye and Golden Eye. It turned out that not all cultivators could understand these two wonderful secret techniques. Only when the talent at the soul level reaches a certain level can one understand it when the soul level reaches the peak of the universe star realm and understand the mystery of the virtual star realm level!

Most people cannot activate the Lingluo Eye and Golden Eye through insight. Most people activate the extremely common Silver Eye. This Silver Eye has no aggression, and it is just a symbol of marking.

Once the Lingluo Eye and the Golden Eye are used, they can not only show a powerful soul attack, but also have a certain increase in attacks on the power of the divine. These are the extremely magical two soul eyes, and it can even be said to be the favor of the starry sky rules to some lucky people.

Ling Qingyan once asked the god whether there were practitioners who activated the Lingluo Eye in the Divine Palace. As a result, the god replied that since the creation of the Divine Palace, only three people have understood the Lingluo Eye, including the ancestor of the Divine Palace!

Ling Qingyan also asked who the other two were, but God smiled and did not explain in detail.

Now, knowing that the palace master Yan Yuntian can use the power of his soul to communicate the law of time, and even tripled the time where he is, Ling Qingyan has to think that the palace master Yan Yuntian has mastered the soul cultivation level of the Void Star Realm!

"No," Yan Yuntian shook his head when he heard Ling Qingyan's words, "What I just used was just my own understanding of the brushes over the years. I have made some innovations in the brushes, thus creating a branch of my own brushes. Otherwise, according to what my master said, I will never be able to enter the level of the virtual star realm in my life."

Yan Yuntian continued.

Yan Yuntian's words made Ling Qingyan's heart tremble again, "If he did not innovate himself and opened up a new branch of brushes, he would not be able to enter the level of the virtual star realm with his brush?"

"Prince Lord!"

Ling Qingyan looked at Yan Yuntian and asked, "But your master, that senior Kun... He just practiced to the level of the virtual star realm with his own brush, why can't you?"

Yan Yuntian smiled and said, "Because, that is a brush that my master realized. For example, the smooth road he walked at the beginning. I could follow him before, but later it was full of thorns. Those thorns may have grown in some situation when my master passed by. But countless years later, when I followed my master's footsteps by the place where thorns grew, the thorns had long grown into something else. At this time, if I used the method of my master passing by thorns, wouldn't I be blocked by those thorns and unable to pass?"

"Only by finding the right path through myself, you can truly pass the thorns behind you!"

Ling Qingyan savored Yan Yuntian's metaphor carefully, and gradually, Ling Qingyan's eyes lit up. At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

Seeing Ling Qingyan's gaze, Yan Yuntian understood that the young man with a brilliant talent in front of him understood his painstaking efforts. He took a step forward and was about to discuss the brush he had mastered with Ling Qingyan, but suddenly, he found that Ling Qingyan had moved and arrived at the painting table.

Ling Qingyan's hand moved suddenly and actually grabbed the brush on the painting table. At this moment, Ling Qingyan's eyes seemed to contain a hint of turbidity.

With no ray of light in her turbid eyes, Ling Qingyan grabbed the brush and filled in the landscape painting Yan Yuntian had painted before. This scene changed slightly because she also discovered her husband's abnormality. But she just wanted to take a step forward to wake up her husband, and Yan Yuntian's voice next to her came from her ears.

"You don't have to worry. He has just entered a mysterious soul level now... His talent is already high. When I heard what I said just now, I should have had some insights. This sudden enlightenment is hard to come by. If I pass this opportunity, I may not be able to meet it next time."

Yan Yuntian's words made Meng Qingli stop.

Ling Qingyan stood there, and the brush in his hand was placed directly on the pavilion on the side of the Moqi Mountain painted on the landscape painting. Suddenly, a trace of light appeared in Ling Qingyan's originally turbid eyes, and his soul was trembling. At this moment, he felt that his blood seemed to be starting to boil.

This feeling is extremely wonderful.

The moment Ling Qingyan finished writing, what appeared in his mind was not how to practice a brush, but a scene he saw while sitting on the ancient pine near the pavilion when he was living in Moqi Mountain in the past. At that time, there were a few eagles on the pavilion who liked to stop there. Not only were they not afraid of Ling Qingyan, but they also called to Ling Qingyan with their bright pupils.

Ling Qingyan moved, and his hand was moved. Several outlines suddenly appeared on the pavilion. The outline gradually became complete, and you could vaguely see the shapes of two birds. The shapes of the two birds gradually became clearer with Ling Qingyan's movement.

"It's the Eagle!"

When Ling Qingyan's hand moved more than ten strokes again, Yan Yuntian next to him showed a hint of surprise on his face. He looked at the pavilion and thoughtfully, "No wonder, no wonder I felt that this painting always lacked something. So that's it, so it's it......"
Chapter completed!