When Liu Wuxie first saw Jiang Yulang, he caught a hint of familiarity.
I wasn't too sure at first, so I didn't take it to heart.
When he saw this young monk wearing a coarse linen shirt, he finally knew where the aura on Jiang Yulang's body came from.
"No wonder you were at the back of the queue because you were afraid of being discovered."
Liu Wuxie said secretly, looking away from the face of the man in coarse linen clothes.
Because the next test target is exactly this person.
Stepping into the painting door, the man in coarse linen clothes looked a little nervous.
In less than half a breath, a lilac luster swept out.
Although it is not as good as Liu Wuxie's purple sky curtain, it is much better than the blue talent.
"Purple talent again!"
Everyone was a little numb. Purple talents may not be born in ten thousand years. In a painting to recruit a bride, two purple talents actually appeared.
The senior members of the Yuan family looked at each other with a bad feeling.
This painting skills recruitment was somewhat beyond their expectations.
The appearance of blue talents has made them feel strongly uneasy. Two more purple talents suddenly appeared. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Logically speaking, they should be happy when purple talents appear.
"Who is that kid and why does he look so unfamiliar?"
The man in coarse linen clothes walked out of the painting door, his face neither sad nor happy, with no fluctuations visible.
"I don't know him, I don't have any impression!"
The monks gathered around shook their heads.
The more this happens, the more curious everyone becomes about this man in a coarse linen shirt.
"May I ask what your name is, brother?"
After the man in coarse linen clothes walked to the right, the monks who had passed before quickly gathered around him and greeted him warmly.
“Caviar!”
The man in a coarse linen shirt was very polite and greeted everyone around him one by one.
He turned his head and happened to look at Jiang Yulang, then looked away.
"They are indeed in the same group!"
Liu Wuxie secretly thought that she was finally sure that Jiang Yulang and Cuzile were in the same group.
Why they separated, he still didn't know.
The test was coming to an end, and the last monk's test was over. Just as Liu Wuxie had guessed, nearly one-third of the people were eliminated.
"Congratulations on your advancement. The second level is to assess the painting soul. The process may be a bit dangerous. It's not too late to quit now. Once the painting soul has its shortcomings, our Yuan family will not be responsible."
The steward in charge of the assessment said to the promoted monks.
The painting door assessment is not life-threatening.
But that may not be the case for the next assessment.
Theoretically, there is no danger.
but!
This is painting to attract marriage.
Since painting is used to attract marriage, there must be competition.
If you want to stand out, the best way is to kill those monks with greater potential, so that they can surpass their opponents.
No one is opting out!
"Now let me talk about the rules of painting souls. Everyone enters the painting and uses your soul power to paint. Whoever can come out of the painting will be promoted. Those who cannot come out will fail."
The steward responsible for the assessment will briefly explain the rules.
Any monk who has practiced painting will basically know this rule.
Yuan Fengshan strode out, took out a painting from his sleeve, and waved it in the wind.
The strange thing is that this painting is actually transparent. There are no mountains, rivers, trees or lakes on it, and there are no human figures or monsters on it. It is just a piece of white paper.
"Picture within a picture!"
There was a burst of exclamation from all around, this turned out to be a painting within a painting painted by the painting saint himself.
It looks like a blank piece of paper, but only by entering it can you know the true mystery of this painting.
"Gong Jian, our opportunity has come. Enter the painting within the painting. Let's unite and use the painting soul to kill Liu Wuxie."
A fierce murderous intention flashed in the eyes of the Yu family disciples.
"This is indeed our opportunity, but I suggest not to rush to take action. We are not the only ones who want to kill Liu Wuxie. Let others take action first, and we will reap the benefits."
Gong Jian said sadly.
Many monks in Juling City hated Liu Wuxie so much that they wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives.
"Yes, we can wait for them to take action first."
The disciples of the Yu family nodded, thinking that what Gong Jian said made sense.
"Liu Wuxie has a purple talent. It's hard for us to surpass him in painting skills. I'm worried..."
Chen family disciples looked worried.
In just one year, the three of them had sent so many masters, but they were killed silently, which already gave them a hint of fear.
"Purple talent only means that he has a high talent for painting, but it does not mean that he has strong painting ability. As far as I know, Liu Wuxie does not know how to paint."
Gong Jian said with a sneer.
The painting test tests talent, and it does not mean that Liu Wuxie has superb painting skills.
Practicing painting is not something that can be achieved overnight. People like them have been studying painting since they were young, and their painting skills are absolutely first-rate.
Gong Jian's words played a role in stabilizing the morale of the military.
"Everyone enter the painting!"
Yuan Fengshan formed a seal with his hands, and a gap suddenly opened in the painting.
The picture-in-picture is its own space, and it is so huge that even if it can accommodate tens of thousands of people, it will not be a problem.
Thousands of people passed through and entered the cracks one after another.
"Wuxie, be careful!"
Just as Liu Wuxie was about to enter, Elder Kong's voice sounded in his ears.
He nodded and his body disappeared.
Just because he doesn't want to kill doesn't mean he won't kill.
Since the painting skills may be aimed at him, then killing him will turn the world upside down.
In less than half a moment, all the advanced monks on the martial arts field entered the painting.
When all the monks enter it, the picture within the picture is closed.
When the picture-in-picture was closed, a strange scene appeared. All the monks who entered appeared on the white paper.
Like miniature people, they are scattered everywhere.
This is the wonderful function of picture-in-picture. It is like a transparent vessel. After everyone enters, the outside world can clearly see everything inside.
Even though they were shrunk, they could still clearly see their facial features and tell who was who.
It's like countless ants lying on the white canvas, the scene is extremely strange.
Liu Wuxie entered the crack, and with a slight movement of his body, he found that he was standing in a vast expanse of white time and space.
The surroundings are white, but there is no strong reflection, so you can clearly see everything around you.
It was the first time for him to paint with his soul.
Only with the approval of the picture-in-picture can you leave the picture-in-picture and advance to the next level.
"Liu Wuxie, suffer death!"
Before anyone could react, several streams of soul power came straight towards Liu Wuxie.
Everyone entering the picture-in-picture can only move within a radius of one foot.
Although the physical body can only move within a radius of one foot, it does not hinder the impact of the soul.
The test of picture-in-picture is the painting of the soul. Here, the soul can travel freely.
The purpose of the few soul powers that rushed over was very simple, to kill Liu Wuxie with the help of soul power.
"How dare any cat or dog dare to provoke me."
If the Immortal Lord realm attacks him, he can still take it seriously.
The three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie were only at the ninth level of Daluo Golden Immortal.
They knew that Liu Wuxie was powerful in combat, but something like soul power could not be compensated for by magic.
But they didn't know that Liu Wuxie practiced the Dark Soul Ming Sutra and added the essence of the essence to transform Niwan Palace.
His current soul sea is beyond the reach of even the ordinary Immortal Realm.
The soul power quickly locked onto the area of the three monks, allowing their soul power to attack.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The soul power of the three people entered Liu Wuxie's soul sea and was easily resisted by the soul shield.
The Book of Heavenly Dao circulates and absorbs all the soul power.
The faces of the three monks who attacked Liu Wuxie changed slightly. They clearly felt that their soul power had disappeared inexplicably.
"It's rude to come and not reciprocate!"
A cruel smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips, and the Soul Sword suddenly came out.
The terrifying soul sword shuttles through the painting.
Normally, soul power attacks are difficult for ordinary people to see clearly.
But in the picture-in-picture, the evolution of their soul power can be clearly seen through the drawing paper.
The moment Liu Wuxie's Soul Sword appeared, there was a buzzing sound throughout the martial arts arena.
"What a terrifying soul sword. Is this Liu Wuxie from the Great Luo Jin Fairyland?"
The senior officials of each major sect stood up, their faces full of disbelief.
It's a pity that their voices cannot penetrate the picture-in-picture.
The soul sword can be seen outside, but the soul power fluctuations can only be felt inside the drawing paper.
The powerful soul power impact caused the expressions of the three monks to change greatly.
No matter how they dodge, the Soul Sword can firmly lock their bodies.
The sudden scene alarmed Gong Jian, Jiang Yulang and others.
They all looked at Liu Wuxie.
Too far apart to see clearly.
"This Liu Wuxie is really a monster. Such a thick soul sword cannot be condensed even by ordinary immortals."
A large number of Immortal Realm people gathered at the scene, and they came on behalf of each major sect.
Elder Kong and Elder Xia Ru looked at each other, and saw a hint of surprise and a hint of worry in each other's eyes.
I was surprised that Liu Wuxie's soul power was so strong, but I was worried that others would form a pincer attack on Liu Wuxie.
Although one person is strong, he cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
"Where did this Liu Wuxie come from? It seems like he suddenly became famous overnight."
Many people scratched their heads, wanting to know where Liu Wuxie came from.
It's not like those genius disciples from major sects who have long been famous in the Immortal Luo Realm.
"Baguio Palace has really found a treasure. If this Liu Wuxie continues to grow, he will definitely become an extremely powerful person again."
Many sects cast envious looks at Elder Xia Ru.
All major sects have no shortage of geniuses, but they lack peerless monsters like Liu Wuxie.
The Soul Sword suddenly split into three and attacked the three monks at the same time.
Extremely fast, like lightning and thunder.
Before the people around them could react, the three soul swords easily penetrated the soul sea of the three monks.
"Ahhhh..."
Three shrill screams came from the painting, and the monks outside could hear them clearly.
When the three people died, there were three drops of bright red blood stains on the white drawing paper.
Three people are represented dead within the painting.
Their corpses were gradually absorbed into the painting and disappeared without a trace.
The Yuan family had said hello before, entering the picture-in-picture, and deciding whether to live or die.
Besides!
They were the ones who struck first, and Liu Wuxie counterattacked later.
"Liu Wuxie, you are so brave, how dare you kill my disciple of the Mu family!"
From another direction, there was a sharp shout, and three more soul swords appeared.
But this time, it was a soul sword condensed from the Immortal Lord Realm.
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