The young scholar stopped the donkey and looked at them for a few glances. His expression was a bit playful and cynical, and said, "I plan to sneak in and see the owner here. Where are you planning to go?"

Qin Mu smiled and said, "We plan to sneak in and see what's going on. Since it's the same purpose, why do we do it differently?"

The young scholar thought for a while and said to the donkey: "Lu Zheng, is it okay to have two people around you?"

The donkey's lips rolled up and said, "Hui."

The scholar smiled and said, "The carrot said yes, then let's go with you."

"Pushing the cylinder?"

Qin Mu was alert and humble and polite, "Brother, what is the difference between holding the tank and taking the blame and holding the shit basin?"

The young scholar smiled heartily: "There is no difference."

Qin Mu laughed and looked at the ancient battlefield ahead. This ancient battlefield was covered with mist. There were scattered architectural relics, towering city walls, tall palaces, tall archways and portals to the naked eye.

There are footprints of a demigod on the earth. Following these footprints, you can find the Earth Mother Yuanjun.

Dragon Qilin and Shuiqilin walked forward and walked with the donkey. Shuiqilin glanced at the donkey and said contemptuously: "This little animal is very stupid. She hangs radish in front of her and walks forward on her own, not knowing that she will never be able to eat radish."

The donkey glanced at him, showing disdain.

Shui Qilin thought to himself: "I made a promise to Xiao Tu Bo. I can't eat Master Lan, but I can eat donkeys! However, Master Long Qilin's is a bit tricky. He had a great conversation with the scholar. After I ate the donkey, he would probably make me dinner in anger."

Qin Mu had been observing the young scholar, and the more he looked, the more suspicious he became. However, his eyes fell on the scholar's chest, but he could not see the bulging appearance, so he was a little unsure.

The scholar noticed his gaze and smiled, "Lu Zheng, this young man has a terrifying eyebrow and eyes, and he also looks at his chest."

Qin Mu's face turned red, and the donkey smiled and said, "An, Ang——"

Qin Mu tentatively said: "Sister...What do you call me on my platform?"

The scholar smiled and said, "Why do you have to know each other when we meet? Qin Mu, Qin Fengqing, have I asked you if you have your name? I didn't ask you, why did you ask me?"

Qin Mu was even more suspicious and said, "You know my name, but I don't know yours, which is a bit unfair. How did you know that I belong to Qin Mu?"

"The leader of Tiansheng Sect Qin Mu is handsome and knowledgeable, and no one knows who knows?"

The scholar said, "The Qin Master will not know about the unknown little person like me."

Qin Mu couldn't find out his name, so he had to look at the donkey and said, "Why is this brother Lu called Lu Zheng?"

The scholar said: "He is a donkey, he speaks badly and likes to argue with others, so he has the word "controversy".

Qin Mu's eyes flashed and said, "I also know a cow named Niu Sanduo, and a tiger called Tiger Zun."

The donkey's lips were rolled up and said disdainfully: "Huihui."

Qin Mu had a dark face and thought to himself: "I don't understand this donkey and haven't learned it. I don't know what he is saying. But the origin of this master and servant is suspicious. Could it be the scholar-in-law?"

They walked into the foggy ancient battlefield, with the fog filled with rays of light, and the buildings here were also ancient, and the patterns on the buildings were very wonderful. Qin Mu asked the dragon and unicorn to stop, looked at the patterns on the ruins, took out paper and pen to depict the textures.

The scholar looked at his paintings and smiled and said, "The Qin Master is indeed versatile and has great achievements in calligraphy and painting."

Qin Mu's face turned slightly red and said humbly: "I dare not boast about calligraphy and painting. It is only the second in the world. The best in the world is my deaf grandfather. His calligraphy and painting are divided into the world inside and outside."

The scholar was surprised and praised: "His calligraphy and painting have reached the realm of creation in the void? And there are internal and external differences, and he has indeed achieved great success. However, his world's number one is a bit water, and your world's second is also a bit water."

Qin Mu smiled and said, "So who is the number one in the world?"

The scholar said: "I have a lot of research on the ways of calligraphy and painting. When practicing calligraphy and painting to a profound level, it is creation, and creation is the supernatural power of creation. I dare not say anything else, no one can surpass me in the supernatural power of creation."

Qin Mu handed over the pen in his hand and said, "Dare you ask me to paint on my own?"

The scholar shook his head and said, "I don't draw on weekdays, but I will only draw when I use it."

Qin Mu looked up at the gate towering into the sky and said, "It's another South Heaven Gate... It's a pity that it's a broken one! Let's draw a South Heaven Gate!"

He picked up the tip of his pen, and a large piece of paper was standing in the air. Qin Mu turned his palm, held four pens in his left hand, and drew them into a circle with his right hand. The ink was made of its own and kept rotating in the air.

Qin Mu picked up his pen and painted, and his pen was like a dragon and a snake. Countless details flowed out of his pen tip and turned into textures on the South Gate of Heaven.

Qin Mu was flying in his pen, and the tip of the pen even penetrated deep into the paper, as if there was another world and a world inside. Although this South Gate of Heaven was painted on paper by him, there seemed to be a world and a vast space in the paper.

His pen turned into a magical tool for creating all things, creating infinite details of the South Gate of Heaven, and the more meticulous it is.

Later, four pens flew into the inside of the paper and painted on it. It was mysterious and indescribable.

After a long time, the Nantianmen was painted.

Qin Mu took the pen and ink, took the painting off the air, shook it hard, and suddenly a South Sky Gate flew out of the painting and landed on the ground with a bang!

This South Heaven Gate is thousands of feet tall and majestic, showing the style of the ancient gods’ heavenly court. It stands in this ancient battlefield and symbolizes the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven.

Qin Mu looked at the scholar and smiled and said, "How is my art of creation?"

The scholar praised and said, "Before you have entered the Tao, you have such achievements, and you can barely be the third in the world. If you can surpass your deaf grandfather, you will barely be second. If you can abandon paper and pen and not be bound by paper and pen, then you will stand firmly in second. You are still drawing the level of what you are still drawing, and you are still a little far from the first."

Qin Mu asked for advice: "So what level is the first?"

"There are three levels of painting. Whatever is drawn looks like is the first level. What is drawn is what is drawn is the second level."

The scholar said: "If you don't draw but follow the Tao, and if you don't have ink, the heaven and earth will be born by themselves, this is the third level."

While speaking, the South Gate of Heaven painted by Qin Mu suddenly collapsed and turned into ink and flowed down from the air.

"This is the first level. It's hard to last for whatever you draw."

The scholar said: "If you can draw what is, let the South Gate of Heaven stand for a long time, and the creation of the void makes it real, that is the second level."

Qin Mu felt admiration in his heart and said, "Grandpa Deaf has never said this. Perhaps he has not figured out the third level of painting. Thank you for your advice, I have received the teachings!"

Shui Qilin saw it and said suspiciously to Long Qilin: "This scholar does not look like a scholar, but rather a talisman. Your master was stunned by being fooled. If he had known that he was so easy to be deceived, why would I use force at that time? I could deceive your master and hand over all his underwear, and I was grateful to me!"

Long Qilin flipped his lips and said disdainfully: "Huihui."

"Don't believe it, I am the first-class wise man in our Qilin God clan!"

Qin Mu and others continued to move forward, and suddenly the sword light in front of them tore through the mist. The sword light penetrated the sky, splitting with a stern sound, turning into countless sword lights, and the queue was neatly slashed down with a strange sword array.

A roar came, and then a huge figure fell down in the fog.

The sword lights in the sky suddenly retracted, landing behind a one-armed man in the fog, and sank into the scabbard.

Qin Mu saw the untidy sword light and his heart thumped: "This knife technique looks familiar..."

The one-armed figure was flew in clothes and walked towards the depths of the fog. Many figures followed him, entering the fog together, and disappeared soon.

"One-armed divine sword, the first divine sword in the outer heaven!"

The scholar's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "The Luoshen Sword of the Lingxiu Army of the Heavenly Court is rumored to have met the domineering body of the Emperor's era when he was young, and was cut off by the Supreme Emperor's domineering body with an extremely magical sword technique. This Luoshen Sword learned from his mistakes and entered the Tao with one-armed sword technique. He practiced hard for tens of thousands of years. He once entered the Heavenly Court to kill the God-Slaying Dao and fought against the God-Slaying Xuan Slaying Dao and was undefeated. He is the well-deserved first divine sword in the Heavenly Court! Unexpectedly, he came too! The young men around him should be the Lingshen Army."

Yu Tianzun said excitedly: "The Supreme Emperor's Overlord's Body? So awesome! Brother Mu, you are also overlord's Body, you are also very awesome!"

The scholar glanced at Qin Mu, shook his head and said, "The Supreme Emperor's Dominic Body cut off the Luo Shen Sword with one sword move. How amazing is it? Qin Ba's Dominic Body is still far from it."

Qin Mu's eyes trembled and thought to himself: "The Supreme Emperor's Overlord Body, which cut off his arm, is by your side, but I won't say it. Luo Wushuang's divine sword is indeed powerful, countless times stronger than that year. If I don't consider my cultivation, it will be difficult for me to break his divine sword."

"But there is a bad habit of Luoshen Sword, that is, his disciples must cut off one arm, otherwise they will not be able to learn his sword skills."

The scholar smiled and said, "Therefore, the young men in the Heavenly Court in Lingxiu's army often cut off their own arms."

Qin Mu thought of Zhehuali and thought to himself: "Zhehuali almost cut off his arm, but under my pressure, he still walked out of Luo Wushuang's shadow and created his own sword! Luo Wushuang appeared. He heard that he had a friendship with Furiluo, and I wonder if he had gone to see Furiluo? If he went to see Furiluo, I'm afraid Furiluo had already rebelled... If Zhehuali was by Luo Wushuang's side, then Furiluo must have rebelled!"

They arrived at the place where Luo Wushuang used his sword skills just now, and saw that Luo Wushuang was killed by a demigod. He had a burly body, a god with a head, a dragon-shaped body, a human body, with eight arms, and his body had not yet dissipated, and his terrifying divine power was filled with!

"A demigod in the realm of the God-Slaying Platform!"

The scholar looked at the knife mark and praised: "Good sword technique! Luo Shenshao used the cultivation level of the Yujing realm to kill this semi-divine dragon king."

Qin Mu looked at the knife marks carefully and guessed where Luo Wushuang's sword technique had reached. He saw it very carefully.

The scholar curiously said: "The Qin Master has also studied the sword technique?"

Qin Mu said humbly: "I dare not be the best in the world...well, the third and fourth."

The scholar smiled, shook his feather fan, and said, "Third, fourth? The Qin Master is also a little exaggerated? I heard that there is a god named Tian Shu in Kaihuang Heavenly Court who is good at using sword techniques. He can cut the horns of Tubo with one divine sword. How can the Qin Master be better than him?"

Qin Mu's face turned dark and he shook his head and said, "It's not as good as him."

The scholar said: "I heard that Yankang had a heavenly sword, which was facing the sky, and used a sword to enter the Tao to create the nine methods of heavenly swords. You can kill gods and demons in the realm of the Divine Bridge. How could the Master Qin compare to him?"

"It's not as good as that." Qin Mu's face turned darker.

The scholar smiled and said, "Luo Wushuang has a disciple named Zhehuali who entered the Tao with a sword and created a sword technique. How is Qin's sword technique better than him?"

"It's better!" Qin Mu said angrily.

"Then you are not as good as me."

The scholar smiled and said, "I also entered the Tao with a knife. Although I am not as talented as the Heavenly Dao, I have also created seven tricks."

Qin Mu's palm trembled, and he grabbed the mustache on his chin and pulled out four or five of them.

The scholar smiled but said nothing.

They continued to move forward, but saw that the demon gods of the demons also came here in the fog. The demon gods were terrifying. Behind the demon gods were holding giant beasts as tall as a mountain, appearing and looming in the fog, which was very scary.

Suddenly, the sound of swords sounded in front of him, and the sword light spread all over the sky. The sword light lit up in the sword light, colliding with the sword light.

Qin Mu was a little stunned when he saw the sword technique.

That sword technique is so familiar, it is his sword technique!

"White Dragon Sword Dance! The Emperor Sword God!"

The scholar's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "The Emperor Sword God is a woman, and she is a mortal enemy of Luo Wushuang. Unexpectedly, she also came! I heard that when the Emperor's era was destroyed, the Emperor Sword God was just a little girl, and her cultivation was very low, but she fought a bloody path with the Emperor's dominance body in the dark! The Emperor's dominance body disappeared, but she inherited the Emperor's dominance body's sword technique to walk out her own path. In the dark years after the Emperor's era ended, her sword technique shone for hundreds of years, and she can be called a female hero! Master Qin."

He smiled and said, "Which is your swordsmanship in the world?"
Chapter completed!