Mu Tianzun Is a Glutton

Chapter 1017: Mu Tianzun's reliance on his parents

Qin Mu and the deaf man each painted a picture. One let go of his emotions and placed his emotions in the painting, while the other let go of his worldly desires and described another god with the true state of mind of a god.

What Qin Mu painted was the God King Langhui, but it was not the God King Langhui, but the lover in his heart.

The deaf person needs to complete the transformation of his own painting path, and use painting to carry his own path and his own God.

His breath became more ethereal, and the divinity on his body became stronger and stronger. The pen in his hand seemed no longer to be a pen, but a divine tool for creating life. Under his brushstrokes, a new god was being born.

After a long time, Qin Mu was the first to put down his pen and completed his painting.

The deaf man is still using delicate brushstrokes to create a life. His brush exudes the soft light of nature. The flesh and blood, and the icy skin and bones of the woman in the painting emerge under his brush.

The divinity of the woman in the painting leaps out.

There is no flaw in her beauty, and her temperament is so elegant and refined. Her appearance is natural, and the clothes she wears are the most beautiful.

That skin seemed to have gathered all the spirits of heaven and earth, her fingers were slender and her fingerprints were as varied as the Tao. She seemed like an elf born from all the beauty, yet was created by a deaf man.

When the deaf man drew the last stroke, everyone present felt a faint breath gradually overflowing from the painting. It was a kind of acquired avenue that was slowly growing, not from the painting, but from the deaf man's pen.

He endowed the girl in the painting with divinity, form, soul and life.

Qin Mu was moved when he saw this scene. He opened the vertical eye between his eyebrows and looked around. He saw that the deaf man's Tao was like ethereal smoke, spreading all around at a seemingly slow but swift speed, imprinted in the heaven and earth, and in the void.

This is not a change of law, nor a change of way, but it adds a new law and a new way to this world.

The deaf man seemed extremely peaceful. With this stroke of the brush, Lang Hui in the painting came to life and had a soul. He also had his own way.

Finally, he put down his pen and completed his painting.

The moment he put down his pen, two lines of tears rolled down his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, and his heart was filled with calm yet great joy.

He felt his own way. As one of the two with the weakest cultivation among the nine elders in Canlao Village, he had never paid attention to or cared about martial arts and supernatural powers.

If it weren't for Qin Mu's urging and the supervision of the people in Canlao Village, the deaf man would never have tried to destroy his own divine bridge to open up the Tianhe Divine Treasure, nor would he have deliberately improved his cultivation.

And now, he could feel his energy and spirit flowing along a mysterious route, which was a technique he had formed naturally.

The so-called skills and supernatural powers are actually manifestations of the Tao. In the past, he practiced other people's skills and sought his own Tao, so he was not serious about cultivation.

And now, he has found his own way, or even can be said to have created his own way. With the way, the skills and supernatural powers, everything comes naturally and runs smoothly.

A good article is naturally formed, and is the result of a skilled hand.

The same is true for painting.

It is so mysterious, so wonderful, and so incredible.

Granny Si and the pharmacist came forward and looked at the two people's paintings, each of them praising them repeatedly.

Granny Si had a smile on her face. She poked the pharmacist quietly and whispered, "Do you understand?"

The pharmacist smiled and whispered, "I don't understand."

"Me too." Granny Si said in a low voice, still smiling.

The God King Langhui also walked forward and looked at the two paintings carefully. The painting of the deaf man showed a different girl, beautiful and elegant, which captured her inner world without any dust.

The woman in the painting is quiet and distant, as beautiful as herself. She in the painting can also move. The other her is in another world, with her own ideas, her own thinking, and even her own cultivation and magical powers.

The two of them looked at each other across the distance.

Langhui Divine King was full of praise and said, "Although this kind of painting is not creation, it is better than creation. I can't even tell whether it is me or she in the painting."

The deaf man said, "Mu'er's painting is also good."

The God King Langhui looked at Qin Mu's painting. Qin Mu could not grasp her divinity. She in the painting was also somewhat different from the real her. Compared with the skills of the deaf man, Qin Mu was much inferior.

The God King Langhui looked at the person in the painting. The Langhui in the painting looked like a quiet girl. She stood on the head of the giant snake, holding a flower in her hands and sniffing it at her lips, with a bit of shyness and a smile on her face.

“The person in the painting of the Holy Child looks like me, but it’s not me. It’s probably because the Holy Child has placed his own emotions on it.”

Langhui Divine King's eyes turned and he said with a smile, "Can you give me these two paintings?"

The deaf man nodded and said, "Girl, take it."

Qin Mu also nodded.

The deaf man pulled him over. The old man and the young man were painting again. While painting, the deaf man taught Qin Mu his own experience in creating painting.

The God Queen Langhui put away the two paintings and rolled them up. She thought for a moment and took out one of the scrolls. The scroll burned and soon turned into ashes.

The God King Langhui looked at the extinguished fire with a dim gaze, then waved his hand and the ashes dispersed.

Granny Si whispered, "Pharmacist, which painting do you think she burned?"

The pharmacist thought, "I think she burned the painting that Mu'er drew. Mu'er drew her ugly. If it were me, I would also burn it if the deaf man drew me ugly."

Granny Si spit and said, "I think the one she burned was the one the deaf man painted."

The pharmacist was puzzled.

"The deaf man's painting is too similar. As a person with unparalleled beauty, she doesn't need another self, nor does she need to keep the deaf man's painting. Keeping the deaf man's painting will give her a sense of sustenance. If she encounters setbacks, she will feel that her life in the world of the painting is better. She is immortal and has a strong heart. She doesn't need another self."

Granny Si said, "If she wants to appreciate her own appearance, she can just take out a mirror and look at herself. On the contrary, Mu'er's paintings can let her see the emotions she lacks. Although they are not perfect, appreciating them can make her feel a different kind of emotion."

The pharmacist smiled and said, "Mother-in-law, this is just your guess. If she doesn't tell us which painting she burned, we will never know."

Granny Si was quite confident: "I think the technique that this Langhui Divine King practices should be a strange technique. The higher the level of cultivation, the less emotions there are, because emotions are more precious. When she reached a high level of cultivation, she had no choice but to give up her emotions and retain her divinity. Therefore, she naturally treasured precious things."

She thought of her own experience unconsciously, feeling a little sad, and said, "Only when you lose something do you realize how precious it is."

Qin Mu and others stayed in the Tiansheng Academy, while Shujun and the God King Langhui were busy reading the books in the Tiansheng Academy, taking in the results of the Yankang Reform and studying all kinds of skills and magical powers.

The God King Langhui has already opened up the Divine Treasure and the Heavenly Palace. If she wants to rebuild the Tianhe Divine Treasure, she must abandon her own Divine Bridge Divine Treasure. However, her cultivation is now very high, almost on par with that of the Heavenly Venerable. If she wants to abandon the Divine Bridge, she must bear great danger, so she is a little hesitant.

Shujun did not have this worry and he went straight to opening up the spiritual fetus divine treasure.

However, he soon discovered that he had borrowed the Great Emperor's consciousness to improve his physical body and raised his physical body to the level of a god in the Lingxiao realm, which resulted in him being unable to open up the divine treasure in his physical body!

His vitality and soul were too weak, and his spiritual awareness was not particularly strong, so he was unable to create a spiritual fetus in this physical body!

The so-called seven divine treasures were all opened up in the physical body. His physical body was already so strong that it could not be opened up anymore!

"Mortals in Yankang are divided into those who can practice cultivation and those who cannot. This is determined by the Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure."

The pharmacist was well versed in pharmacology. He prepared a large medicine barrel and refined a barrel of smelly potion. He asked Shujun to jump in and said, "In the past, there were only four spiritual bodies in Yankang, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise. Mortals without spiritual bodies can only be warriors at best, and cannot open the spiritual fetus treasure to become a magical person. Later, Mu'er destroyed the divine bridge and opened up the Tianhe divine treasure. He did not delve into the things that mortals could not practice, but I thought of it."

The pharmacist smiled and said, "The reason why the four spiritual bodies can practice is because their spiritual fetus divine storage is inherited from their ancestors. They are born with the spiritual fetus divine storage! They only need to open the spiritual fetus divine storage, and they can practice!"

"Those mortals who cannot practice cultivation do so because none of their ancestors had divine powers, and therefore do not have a Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure in their bodies. However, this does not mean that they really cannot practice cultivation! They only need to master the method of opening up a Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure, and open up a Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure themselves, then they can practice cultivation and become divine powers!"

The pharmacist was very excited, and said to Shujun who was soaking herbs in a large wooden barrel: "This is what I have been studying for these years. According to each person's physical structure, the exact location of the spirit fetus and divine treasure is determined. Then, spiritual medicine is used to cultivate the vital energy, so that ordinary people can also gather the vital energy to open up the spirit fetus and divine treasure, and thus become a supernatural being. But your body is too strong, so it must be softened with the help of medicine first."

Shu Jun watched him pour a bunch of poisonous things into the barrel, and couldn't help but shudder, and asked, "These things are poisonous, right?"

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

The pharmacist smiled and said, "I noticed that your soul is too weak, weaker than that of an ordinary person, so I used some little treasures to nourish your soul. Mu'er also went through this in the past. Wrap it up, wrap it up..."

When the poison entered the bucket, Shujun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his soul and couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

The pharmacist checked the poison in the barrel and said, "Over the years, I have helped many ordinary people become supernatural beings. You will also become a supernatural being with my help... Your body seems to be too strong. You need to add some more treasures..."

After a long time, the pharmacist took out a silver needle and inserted it into Shujun's skin, piercing Shujun's skin.

"Now that your body has softened, you can try to open up the spiritual fetus treasure."

The pharmacist breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Shujun in the bucket. He saw that the Creator was foaming at the mouth and had no breath. He ran out quickly and shouted, "Mu'er, Mu'er! Come here quickly! The big-headed boy you brought was poisoned to death by me! His soul has left his body!"

Qin Mu rushed over quickly, and without further ado, he activated the Soul Drawer to draw Shu Jun's soul over and injected it into his body, saying, "Grandpa Pharmacist, did you put too much poison again?"

The pharmacist's face turned slightly red, and he said, "His physical strength is too high, so I put more medicine in. Who knew that his cultivation was so poor..."

In the medicine barrel, Shujun's eyes rolled back again and his soul left his body.

Qin Mu hurriedly summoned his soul again and beat his soul into his body. Then he used the Heavenly Demon Creation Technique to seal Shu Jun's soul in his body and said quickly: "You detoxify first!"

The two worked for a while and finally managed to eliminate some of the poison in Shujun's body. Only then did they feel relieved.

Shujun slowly woke up. Although he had opened up the first divine treasure, the Lingtai divine treasure, with the help of the pharmacist, he was still afraid of the bronze-masked man like a tiger and did not dare to approach him.

The pharmacist asked him to come for tea. Shu Jun was restless, looking around, with cold sweat on his forehead. Only when Qin Mu was by his side did he dare to drink the tea made by the pharmacist.

Qin Mu finally learned the deaf man's skills and said to the pharmacist earnestly: "Grandpa Pharmacist, Grandpa Deaf has already walked out of his own path. I learned his skills and established the Painting Heavenly Palace. Now I just need the Medical Heavenly Palace. As the saying goes, if the elder doesn't work hard, the young will be sad. If Grandpa Pharmacist doesn't work hard to practice, I will also be bullied outside, you see..."

————It’s the middle of the month, brothers, if you have monthly tickets, don’t keep them, I’m begging for monthly tickets!