That’s perfect!
Made a wedding dress for yourself!
But the price is a bit high.
At the end of Mingdu is indeed an independent space, secretly connecting Mingdu and the real world. It is also the place where the amazing and powerful man created Mingdu.
It is definitely not an exaggeration to regard it as a small world.
If there hadn't been that crack, my body and soul would have been split into two long ago.
But even with that crack, he was almost isolated. The half at the end of Dark City could not get out, and the half in the present world could not get in.
In the end, he could only abandon half of his body and force his soul to break out of the blockade.
Although I can still have some connection with that half of my body, it will probably be difficult to get it back again.
The scroll space requires two scrolls to form, so my murderous intention was wasted.
But it's all worth it!
Gu Niang has already prepared everything for herself!
"very nice!"
He looked at Hua Chao in the scroll, which was the only relic that his master had lost.
It was stolen by the old Taoist priest named Bai.
Now……
Finally it's back in my hands.
The master's true self seemed to have been activated.
This bitch, Gu Niang, has always been good at mental suggestion and verbal attacks.
Only she can stimulate the magic seed of Hua Chao.
Although Hua Chao is an ordinary and vulgar woman, she is extremely good at torturing herself. Even though she has clearly seen the ugly side of her "loyal lover", she still believes that person loves her.
The demon seed didn't explode at all.
It has to be that bitch Gu Niang!
Two scrolls are hung side by side.
On one side is Hua Chao's id and ego. Although the id has not fully awakened, it is not impossible to forcibly depict it.
On the other side, he drew a part of Qing Yi's self, which contained the blood and sweat of countless people, his own, Wu Wen's, and the leader's...
At the beginning.
He is still hesitating.
He was worried that his own blood alone would not be enough to fully revive his master.
But I didn't expect that the leader of my sect was actually the Saint Mo of Mohism!
With Mo Sheng mediating, it was not difficult to get Wu Wen's heart blood.
What a pity.
The blood of the Taoist master of the Bai family and Ying Shisan was not obtained.
These five people are the five people who are closest to Qingyi.
But Danqing was no match for the Bai family's old Taoist master in strength, even though the latter was paralyzed in bed.
As for Ying Thirteen.
Danqing originally had a chance. If Hongchen could take down that group of people, it would not be impossible for him to directly take Ying Shisan's blood.
But he didn't expect the conflict at the end of Mingdu to be so fierce. Ying Wuji actually used the secret technique of the strange mirror to control Hongchen. Not to mention Ying Shisan's precious blood, he almost died there.
Without the hard work of these two people, Qingyi felt a huge void in herself.
But it doesn't matter.
Because the self drawn with the blood and sweat of others is inherently subject to large errors.
As long as it is integrated with the Self, the Self can make corrections.
This missing part will indeed have a significant impact.
But at the same time, it can also weaken the ties between Qingyi, the old Taoist priest of the Bai family, and Ying Shisan.
It's not all bad.
"Now……"
Danqing looked at Hua Chao's true self with an extremely fanatical expression.
He once took out his heart blood from Qingyi's corpse, but he could not draw Qingyi's true self.
He knew then that the master must have drawn an ego for himself.
The art of painting.
It itself is the foundation of the art of reincarnation.
An ego.
It is impossible for two copies to exist at the same time.
But now…
That's enough!
Danqing's magic brush vibrated for a moment, and all the blood on the tip of the brush was shaken out. This was the blood of Xiao Liu and Gu Niang, which was not worthy of defilement of his master's true self.
The pen rotates.
Streams of fresh blood flowed from the inner groove of the pen barrel into the tip of the pen.
This is the blood of Qingyi that he has treasured for many years.
The tip of the pen slowly moved across the scroll, and the magic seed lit up 70% of my hidden self.
The remaining 30% will be drawn by me forcibly!
As long as the depiction is successful, this part of the self can be cut out and embedded into Qingyi's self.
In this way.
Qing Yi will be able to come to the world again.
How could it be possible to fail when using Qingyi's blood to depict Qingyi's true self?
But the moment when I actually put pen to paper.
Danqing's brush suddenly shook, as if it felt a strong resistance.
A chilling fear came from deep within him.
This resistance.
It shouldn't be like this!
Danqing became anxious.
It mobilized all the magic power in the body.
But still not even a drop of blood or ink can describe it.
"What's going on!"
“Draw it!”
Danqing's voice was shrill, but he could not put anything on the canvas.
Pour out mana.
But I can't describe it at all.
He is going crazy.
Obviously everything has been arranged.
Why can't we proceed to this last step?
In a desperate situation, Danqing even started to burn his soul.
But no matter how his soul burns.
Still unable to make any progress.
"impossible!"
“Impossible!”
The face in the blood-ink painting had become distorted like a ghost.
He had been planning for so long and had survived a near-death experience, but he was about to fall at the last step.
He was going completely crazy.
The soul and magic power burned madly, and horrifying fluctuations hit the scroll wave after wave, but they could not cause any impact on the last 30% of the self's lines.
Danqing understood.
His painting skills have been pushed to the extreme.
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