1017 Celestial Venerable Mu Living With His Elders (1/2)

<noscript> <iframe src=”syndicationexdynsrvcom/ads-iframe-displayphp?idzone=3634611&output=noscript&type=300x250” width=”300” height=”250” scrolling=”no” ht=”0” frameborder=”0”></iframe></noscript>Qin Mu and Deaf painted One painted to put down his feelings in his painting The other painted to put down his mortal heart to depict another God with the state ofWo, but not really, for it was his ideal lover

Deaf wanted to finish the transfor to carry his Dao

His aura became more and more discernible as his God nature became denser and denser The brush in his hand became more than a brush It became a divine weapon to create life A new God was born at the touch of his brush

After a while, it was Qin Mu who put down his brush first as he finished his work

Deaf was still creating a new life with his thin brush, which radiated an aura of creation The blood, flesh, and bones of the lady in the painting appeared fro ele flaw to her beauty Her aura was elegant and graceful, and she had a natural appearance She earing the most beautiful heavenly clothes

Her skin seemed to concentrate all of the beauty in heaven and earth Her fingers were clear, and her fingerprints contained countless changes, just like Dao She was like a spirit born froood, yet she was created by Deaf

With Deaf's last stroke, everyone there felt a faint aura e It was a Postcelestial Great Dao's gradual growth, not froave the lady in the painting a God nature, a shape, a soul, and a life

Qin Mu watched the scene and was touched He opened the eye in the heart of his brows and saw that Deaf's Dao was like an illusory ly slow speed It was imprinted into heaven, earth, and the void

This wasn't a refor people's hearts, it was the creation of a new technique, a new Dao

Deaf was silent With the end of the stroke, the Lang Wo in the painting had a life and a soul He had his own Dao too

Finally, he put down his brush and finished his painting

At that moment, he cried joyfully with a sreat joy at the same time

He felt his own Dao As one of the teakest elders out of the nine in Disabled Elderly Village, he cared little about techniques and divine arts

If not for Qin Mu's pressing and the supervision of those in Disabled Elderly Village, Deaf wouldn't have even tried to get rid of his divine bridge to open the Celestial River Divine Treasure nor increase his cultivation

Yet now, he felt his own vital qi and energy flowing on a marvelous route that was the technique that he formed naturally

The so-called techniques and divine arts were just a presentation of Dao He had cultivated the techniques of others when he sought his own Dao, so he was uninterested in his cultivation

And now, he found and opened his own Dao With Dao, techniques, and divine arts, everything was co, even for the best and most experienced, one still needed occasional inspiration to write so path

It was mysterious, marvelous, and incredible

Granny Si and Apothecary cas They praised them plenty

While Granny Si had a smile on her face, she subtly poked Apothecary and whispered, ”Do you understand it?”

Apothecary had a large smile as he whispered back, ”No”

”Sa Wo walked forward as well and exa was like another her, elegant and clear He painted her inner feelings with nothing extra

That lady was peaceful yet distant She was beautiful like her and moved like her Another of her was in another world with her own ideas and thoughts She even had her own cultivation and divine arts

They looked at each other despite being in separate worlds

Divine King Lang Wo praised, ”Although this painting path isn't creation, it's quite like it I can't differentiate whether it's her orisn't bad either”

Divine King Lang Wo looked at Qin Mu's painting He couldn't capture her God nature, so she was different than the her in the painting Compared to Deaf's technique, Qin Mu's technique paled in co Wo looked at the subject of the painting The Lang Wo inside was a peaceful girl who sat on a large snake's head while s a flower that she placed on her lips She carried with her some shyness and smiles

”The holy infant's subject is like me, but it's notLang Wo's gaze turned, and she asked, ”Can I have these two paintings?”

Deaf nodded and said, ”Sure”

Qin Mu nodded too

Deaf pulled hi, Deaf i path he opened to Qin Mu

Divine King Lang Wo took the paintings and rolled theht for a while, took one of theaze was ghastly as she looked at the extinguished flames She waved her hand, and the ashes dispersed

Granny Si whispered, ”Apothecary, which painting do you think she burned?”