Chapter 388 Do I... look like a supreme treasure?

"Master Jiu firmly believes that the Blood-robed Sword God dares not kill him, and cannot kill him, because he needs his introduction to see the Jade Girl."

The artist said as she painted a helpless expression on her face again.

Qi Yuan looked at the painter in amazement. It would be great if Xiaojia could master this skill.

He will be able to know more about Xiaojia's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

"The catastrophe is unstoppable." The painter drew a look of despair again, "The Jade Maiden once said that there are three thousand worlds similar to the Canglan World.

Among them, some worlds are ten or a hundred times more powerful and a hundred times more vast than the Canglan Realm.

However, after so many years, no one has succeeded in resisting.

The most hopeful thing for our Canglan world is to have one more Yang God.

In one of the worlds, three Yang Gods gathered together, but none of them defeated the catastrophe! "

The artist painted a look of despair on the face again.

“So whenever I hear someone is going to challenge the Great Tribulation, I feel sad.

Your end...will not be any better than that Yang Shen."

"You are just a painter, what do you know about the Great Calamity?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but say, "No one knows the Great Calamity better than me. I have formulated a perfect and meticulous plan, 'Qi Yuan Eliminates the Great Calamity'. In less than half a year, the Great Calamity will be eliminated!"

When he was a divine infant, he was still not completely confident in facing the catastrophe.

Now that he has entered the Purple Palace, he is almost certain to survive the catastrophe.

The only thing to fear is the mark of the catastrophe.

If he destroyed the great calamity, the one from Taihuang Palace, all the cultivators in Canglan Realm would be annihilated instantly with just a thought.

Including junior sister Jiang Lingsu.

Even he couldn't protect it.

The strange painter did not draw this time: “You may not know that all the cultivators in the Canglan Realm have marks planted on their bodies.

As long as the person behind the catastrophe has a thought, all living things will die.

This includes your junior sisters, your relatives, and your friends."

Her tone was filled with despair.

"Sometimes it's a good thing to live in a daze like this and not think about things in heaven."

"You know the mark?" Qi Yuan looked at the strange painter, "Did the Jade Girl tell you?"

This mark is impossible to detect unless you enter the Yang God realm.

It is impossible for a strange painter to discover this mark.

Then, maybe it can only be that jade girl.

"The identity of the Jade Girl is mysterious, and she is suspected to be from the upper realm." said the strange painter.

"Oh, does she know more information about this mark?" Qi Yuan was very concerned about this.

He looked at the marks of all the monks every day in order to find a way to break it.

However, at present, there is no proper way to crack it, but there are some informal ways.

The body of the strange painter trembled slightly: "This is related to a supreme treasure. The Jade Girl once said that even the Yang God strongmen in the upper realm are extremely eager for the supreme treasure.

It is even said that if the Yang God of the lower three realms obtains an invaluable treasure, he can lead his sect directly to the middle three realms.

If our Canglan Realm had a supreme treasure, perhaps we could really escape the catastrophe!"

The strange painter suppressed her voice, but one could still feel the enthusiasm and anticipation in her voice.

This is also the only way she has found to solve the catastrophe after so many years of "playing badly".

Qi Yuan frowned and thought, then looked at the strange painter and said seriously: "Do you think I look like a supreme treasure?"

Strange painter: “…”

"Your expression makes it hard for me to remain calm. Won't you draw a watermelon head on yourself later, then record a video and say, 'Fellow Taoists, I encountered a very speechless incident today...'"

Qi Yuan made malicious speculations.

This strange painter has no face, but his expression is so similar.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, but the strong have some quirks, very simple." said the strange painter.

"Come to think of it, the mark is related to the supreme treasure. Doesn't that mean... if I have another supreme treasure, I can get rid of the mark?" Qi Yuan said thoughtfully.

The strange painter shook his head and said, "I don't know about these. The supreme treasure can bring about fatal disasters to Yang Shen. How can a small fish like me know?

However, the supreme treasure has mysterious powers, and perhaps it can really eliminate the mark.

Of course, the greatest function of the Supreme Treasure is far more than just being used to block out the mark..."

The strange painter didn't know much about the supreme treasure, and didn't even know what it was specifically called, but he heard from the Jade Girl that the Canglan Realm and the other three thousand realms ended up like this because of a supreme treasure.

"Okay, now that we understand the game settings, we should start the mission plot." Qi Yuan said, and then he said, "Sorry, I've played the game so much that it's become ingrained in my mind. This is not a game, and you're not talking about the settings.

I came to you to ask you to do me a favor and draw me a picture."

The strange painter glanced at Qi Yuan and said: "I seldom paint for others. Painting also has certain requirements. I will not paint if it is not difficult."

"It just so happens that what I want to draw is quite difficult." Qi Yuan said happily, "Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. If you finish the painting, well, I will leave you one... square meter of space in the painting!"

Qi Yuan said seriously, and this time he generously took out one square meter of land.

"Oh, what are you drawing?" The strange painter simply ignored the second half of Qi Yuan's sentence.

"Painting...the underworld!" Qi Yuan said seriously.

The strange painter showed a surprised look on his face: "The underworld? It's just a legend. There's nothing good to draw."

In the Canglan Realm, there are also legends of the underworld and even rumors of reincarnation.

But most monks don't take it seriously.

When a monk kills someone, even his soul is destroyed!

Where is the underworld, where will one fall into reincarnation? "The underworld I want to paint is different from what you imagine, and I will also provide you with a paintbrush, and you can use this brush to paint." Qi Yuan said lightly.

"I usually only use my own brushes when painting. The brushes in the world, including yours, are too common..."

However, halfway through her speech, her body froze.

Two laser-like things flashed in her eyes, piercing through the drawing paper covering her face.

She stared blankly at the Mountains and Rivers State Brush in Qi Yuan's hand, breathing rapidly.

"This pen... this pen... How can there be such a pen in the world? What kind of pen is this? Is it a magic weapon? No! A treasure? That's not right either!"

As soon as the Mountain and River State Pen appeared, her mind was completely drawn to it, and there was nothing else in her eyes except the pen.

She couldn't imagine why there was such a pen in the world.

Qi Yuan held the Shanhe Sheji pen and asked, "What's so ordinary about my pen?"

The strange painter was stunned for a moment, his face getting hot, and he wanted to take back his words: "Tai Pu... Pu Xin?"

After thinking for a long time, she finally came up with a word related to Pu that could barely be considered a compliment.

Puxin?

"It's a bit rude of you to praise the pen like that." Qi Yuan smiled and didn't care.

The strange painter's eyes were fixed on the brush, and his expression kept changing: "What on earth is this? Could it be a supreme treasure? No, the supreme treasure is only a legend. Even the Yang God can hardly find it. How could it appear here?"

The strange painter felt uneasy.

The paintbrush in her hand was too shabby compared to the brush that depicts the mountains, rivers and the country.

"Supreme treasure?" Qi Yuan was stunned. "I don't know, but this is quite a big sum."

Dongjun once used this brush to turn the virtual into the real and create a painting of mountains and seas.

According to the description, it is indeed a supreme treasure.

However, Qi Yuan had no idea about the person in Taihuang Palace, or the level of the supreme treasure behind the mark.

"The brush is ready, now it's your turn to talk about the underworld."

Qi Yuan said this, and with a wave of his hand, seven PPTs appeared.

He thought of something, and the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.

"Emperor of Heaven, Queen of Earth, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Kings, please show up immediately!" Qi Yuan spoke, his voice sounding like the command of the Emperor of Heaven.

How to explain PPT without a commentator?

Qi Yuan had already discussed the structural diagram of the underworld with the gods in charge of the underworld and formulated a very comprehensive plan.

Following Qi Yuan's voice, suddenly, a gust of cold wind seemed to blow through the entire painting studio.

Dozens of men and women with mysterious, auras and majestic looks appeared.

Each of them carries a vast and unfathomable aura, mysterious and unpredictable.

The strange painter's expression changed slightly.

Because the strongest person she had ever seen was the Jade Girl.

You know, the Jade Maiden is a mythical powerful being who illuminates the heavens.

But each of these more than ten people has an aura that is more mysterious and unpredictable than the Jade Girl, and as deep as the sea.

She even believed that they were yang gods.

At this moment, something even more shocking happened to her.

I saw these dozen mysterious strong men lowering their heads in front of the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

"Greetings, sir!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The strange painter was shocked that these people actually called the Blood-Clothed Sword God "Sir".

Could it be that... Could it be that the Blood-Clothed Sword God is really... a supreme treasure?

At this time, Qi Qi's eyes fell on Jiang Lingsu, and a happy smile appeared in her eyes: "Godfather, this is my godmother, right? She is really beautiful, and she is a perfect match for you, godfather!"

What Qi Qi was visualizing was Hou Tu, one of the Six Imperial Gods.

She is also the commander-in-chief of the creation of the underworld this time.

Jiang Lingsu's face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Qi Qi, feeling a little bewildered.

"Ahem...don't talk nonsense, this is my junior sister." Qi Yuan coughed.

Qi Qi smiled: "It would be such a waste if such a beautiful junior sister were to marry someone else."

"Hey, Qi Qi, don't define women casually. Why do girls have to get married?" Qi Yuan said, "I'll give you a task. Introduce the underworld to her. Then, when I come, you help her draw the underworld for me!"

"Don't worry, godfather, Qi Qi will accomplish this task well!" Qi Qi said.

Qi Yuan’s eyes fell on the strange painter: “Help me draw the underworld, and I’ll give you one square meter.

By the way, if it is convenient, please organize all the information about the catastrophe that the Jade Maiden told you about, as well as the supreme treasure and Taihuang Palace. I need them.

The great plan of "Qiyuan Eliminating the Great Disaster" needs to be further improved and perfected.

Alas, this is definitely the greatest plan in the history of the Canglan Realm, worthy of being recorded in history and remade by future generations!

I hope the actor who plays me can be more handsome, otherwise he won’t be able to convey my charm.”

The strange painter was a little confused.

She could still understand what Qi Yuan said before.

I felt very confused afterwards.

However, she still nodded seriously: "Okay, I will sort it out for you immediately."

Her way of addressing Qi Yuan became a respectful title.

Originally, when the Blood-Clothed Sword God declared that he would destroy the catastrophe, she only saw him as a lone brave man who did what he knew was impossible.

Now, I saw the Mountains, Rivers and States Pen, and the dozen or so mysterious and powerful men that appeared beside Qi Yuan.

For some reason, a glimmer of hope suddenly emerged in her silent heart.

Could he really do it? She trembled in her heart, and she suppressed the worry.

She had already made up her mind and immediately wrote a letter to the hidden organization where Jiu Fuzi belonged, asking them not to cause trouble for the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

Otherwise... it's suicide!

…

The rain was drizzling, Qi Yuan was sitting on the pavilion with a calm look in his eyes.

He observes the monks in the world every day, not just in Helan Island.

Unfortunately, the harvest was very little.

Not much information was obtained about the imprint.

The strange painters also offer very little.

Just then, footsteps were heard.

"Friend Qi, long time no see. I heard that you have made a breakthrough to the Purple Palace. What a pity!"

Qi Yuan looked over and a look of joy appeared on his calm face.

"Master Dazhi, my good friend, you are finally here!"

Qi Yuan looked at the Great Wisdom Master in front of him and felt much more at ease.

Every time Qi Yuan encountered a difficult problem, Great Wisdom Master could use his clever brain to give him some ideas.

"I received your message and rushed here without stopping." Great Wisdom Master said, "I am exhausted and a little hungry. Let me eat first."

As he spoke, he lifted up the bone hanging from his neck, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and licked it a few times.

Qi Yuan was stunned: "What kind of treasure is this?"

Seeing this, Great Wisdom Master panicked and pulled the bone back: "Ahem, remember the last time we met, someone used a sick bird to plot against you, trying to make you sick.

At that time, the bird was burnt, and I didn't eat it because I am a picky person.

You eat the bird meat, and give me the bird bones..."

"I remember that because the bird was sick, I threw away the bones." Qi Yuan remembered clearly.

The monks from the Mountain of Destiny had tried to plot against him by using a sick bird. Later, he killed the plotters and destroyed the Mountain of Destiny with a spell.

“Ahem, you don’t seem to be sick, doesn’t that mean the bird isn’t poisonous?

I saw that the bone was not burnt, so I picked it up to taste it.

It's just that the bone is too strong to be bitten." said the Great Wisdom Master.

"I see." Qi Yuan nodded.

At this time, Great Wisdom Master said: "I have some ideas about the mark you mentioned."

"Oh?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up.

The Great Wisdom Master is worthy of his name, and I gained a lot as soon as I arrived.

"Do you remember that I once saw a book in my dream?" said Great Wisdom Master.

"Could it be that you saw a method to remove the mark in the book?" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up.

Qi Yuan's understanding of the Yang Shen realm came from the book in Dazhi Zhenjun's dream.

Great Wisdom Master said: "It counts, but it also counts."

"Master Dazhi, stop pretending to be a master. Your brothers don't know whether you have the ability or not," Qi Yuan said.

"Where did the sick bird come from?" asked Great Wisdom Master.

"This door!" Qi Yuan waved his hand, and a small wooden door appeared.

This wooden door came from the fate sorcerer who plotted against him in the past.

The appearance of this door is related to the Wanshu Gate that Qi Yuan saw in the Liufeng Realm.

"Yes, this door is very similar to the legendary Gate of Truth!

The Gate of Ultimate Truth is the supreme treasure and the best of all rare treasures!

It is rumored that when all the powerful people in the fairy world break through to the ultimate truth, the ultimate truth they have comprehended will leave a mark on the door of the ultimate truth.

This door, protected by the rules of truth, will surely be able to isolate all marks and causes and effects in the world!"

Qi Yuan was stunned.

Because he remembered that when he was in the Liufeng Realm, he realized the origin of his supernatural powers and forgot the Heart Sutra, and he also left a mark in the Gate of Wanshu.

Am I the truth?

How come I don't know? At this time, Qi Yuan looked at Dazhi Zhenjun with a suspicious look on his face: "You know so much. If reality is a game, you must have a good relationship with the planner."

Qi Yuan felt more and more that there was mystery and mystery surrounding Lord Dazhi.

Perhaps, this fog has a name, called the Halo of Wisdom.

(End of this chapter)