"If there is a scope, can you speed up the deduction time?"
After Holy Lord Hengtian listened to what Old Man Mengji said, he hurriedly asked Old Man Mengji with a nervous expression.
Shi Feng also looked at the old man Mengji nervously.
The key to the success of this matter lies with the old man Mengji.
"What range?"
The old man Mengji's eyes lit up.
"I found some records in ancient books. In ancient times, there was a fat emperor who created a herb garden with various sacred soils..."
Holy Lord Hengtian hurriedly informed the old man Mengji about what he found.
The old man Mengji said nothing after hearing this, his expression solemn.
Why, can't you?
Seeing the expression of Old Mengji, Holy Master Hengtian and Shi Feng both had expressions of disappointment on their faces. They felt that maybe it wouldn't work...
However, what the old man Mengji said next made them wipe away all their disappointment.
"I thought about it carefully and it should be possible!"
The old man Mengji said with a smile. He didn't speak just now because he was thinking about whether it could be done.
If nothing else happens, it should be fine!
"Really?"
Shi Feng laughed excitedly.
"It should. There's no guarantee that it will be successful. I can give it a try."
The old man Mengji said.
"follow me."
He asked Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng to follow them to a sacred mountain of their Tianji Ancient Sect.
There is an ancient and majestic ancient palace built on the top of the mountain. There is a plaque on it, which is called "Tianji Palace".
This is an ancient palace created by the sages of their sect. It is blessed with various ancient formations that can help them perform deductions and increase their chances of success.
Of course, Old Man Mengji didn't come here for the blessings of the ancient formations in the temple. He came here for the turtle's back picture hanging in the temple.
The picture of the turtle's back was painted by the immortal. The leader of his religion once worked for the immortal and brought back the 'air conditioner', which is the ice flame fairy bead, and then the immortal gave this picture of the turtle's back.
The tortoise's back in the turtle's back picture was drawn vividly by the immortal, and every detail was not missed, as if the real turtle's back was imprinted on the paper.
The patterns on the tortoise's back are completely natural, and there are traces of the charm of heaven.
With this picture of the turtle's back, he can conduct deductions better and obtain the secrets better.
In addition, it was precisely because of this picture of a turtle's back that the old man Mengji said it might be successful and he could give it a try.
Without this picture of the turtle's back, even if he had the scope, the old man Meng Ji wouldn't have any confidence.
"Is this a painting by sir?"
Shi Feng was very shocked when he saw the turtle back picture.
A picture of a turtle's back shows all the secrets of heaven. This is so amazing that it is unbelievable. The realm of immortals is really unimaginable!
“Who else can make such a painting except Mr.…”
The old man Mengji smiled and came to the desk, where there were pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other items.
None of these pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other objects are ordinary objects, and there is an astonishing imperial charm flowing on them. Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng feel that these are stronger than the great imperial weapons!
"My husband once taught me how to paint. In fact, he also taught me how to deduce secrets. Before I said goodbye to my husband, he gave me this set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He said that he made it himself."
Old Mengji saw the expressions of Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng, and knew what Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng were thinking, so he said with a smile.
Made by immortals?
No wonder these pens, inks, papers and inkstones are so amazing!
"I'm jealous!"
Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng looked envious.
First, they envy the old man Meng Ji for having the pen, ink, paper and inkstone made by the immortal himself. Second, they envy the old man Meng Ji for being able to receive personal teaching and guidance from the immortal.
Neither of them had ever had such a blessing, nor had they ever received personal instruction and guidance from an immortal.
"You're not bad either."
The old man in the dream machine replied, then he looked serious, picked up his pen, and began to deduce.
Since receiving the guidance from the immortal, his method of deduction has also changed. He used to need to look for heavenly secrets everywhere, so as to use the heavenly secrets to perform deductions.
Today, he no longer needs this method.
Looking around for secrets is really too stupid and too passive.
Now, he draws on paper, attracts the secrets from heaven, and then deduce them.
Now he is equivalent to taking the initiative!
He picked up his pen, incorporated deduction techniques into his pen, and began to draw on the paper according to the rumors told by Holy Lord Hengtian.
Swish, swish, swish!
The moment he put his pen on the paper, the turtle's back picture hanging on the wall began to bloom with infinite radiance, bright and dazzling!
At the same time, the lines on the turtle's back seemed to come alive and began to swim.
On the other side, the pen in the hand of the old man Dream Machine also began to glow, and the deduction technique had been launched to attract the secret from heaven.
This is a ring-shaped palace with an empty central part that leads directly to the sky.
The painting position of the old man Dream Machine is in the center.
Swish, swish, swish!
But in an instant, wisps of Ruixia descended from the sky, carrying an astonishing heavenly charm, and landed on the brush in the hand of the old man Mengji.
Immediately afterwards, the brush moved, as if an old man with a dream machine was painting, and he began to paint on the paper.
In fact, it’s not as if the pen is leading his hand to paint, but the pen is really leading him to paint!
The secret comes from the pen, and the result of the deduction is presented with the help of the pen!
The old man Mengji had a smile on his face.
The secret came and the pen started to draw on its own, which meant that the rumors of the Fat Emperor found by Holy Lord Hengtian were true and not fabricated.
If it were made up and made up, the secret would not come, and the pen would not move on its own to paint.
When the brush falls on the paper, it flows as smoothly as water, and a picture is completed in no time.
Then, the writing stopped, all kinds of auspicious clouds and skylight receded, the originally moving lines on the turtle's back also stopped, and everything returned to calm.
The derivation results are presented in the figure.
Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng came over, and they saw on the picture a kind-faced, fat, middle-aged man with a mustache, who was planting various vegetables on a piece of land.
"Is this the ancient fat emperor?"
Holy Lord Hengtian said, thinking that this fat emperor is the master who uses food to realize the Tao at first glance. You can tell by looking at his round and straight belly. He must be particularly good at eating...
"Um."
The old man Mengji nodded and said: "This is the ancient fat emperor. The secret has been fulfilled and the results of the deduction have been revealed!"
Shi Feng looked at the picture carefully. The picture also showed the scene around the Fat Emperor, but he could not recognize where it was.
"The time between ancient times and now is too far away, and the mountains and rivers have changed drastically. Where should I look for it?"
Shi Feng frowned and said.
The scene painted in the picture should be a scene from ancient times. Even if they look for it according to the picture, they probably can't find it now.
"Didn't I say it? The secret has been accomplished, and the results of the deduction have appeared."
The old man Mengji smiled and said, "Follow me."
Then, he took the painting and flew straight into the sky, reaching the top of the clouds.
Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng hurriedly flew up and came to the side of the old man Mengji.
"You...look!"
The old man Mengji raised his hand and threw the painting into the sky. Then, the painting decomposed and turned into streaks of light, flying into the distance and landing somewhere.
"That's where the Fat Emperor is in the Baicai Garden!"
He pointed over there, where the light of the sky soared into the sky and penetrated into the clouds, clearly appearing.
"Ah, where?"
"Why can't we see anything?"
Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng looked in the direction pointed by the old man Mengji, but there was nothing. They never saw any light rising into the sky.
"Ha, I forgot, you haven't opened your eyes, so you can't see the light of heaven shown by the heaven."
The old man Mengji laughed, took out two talismans, and then lit them respectively, passing in front of the eyes of Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng.
"Saw it!"
Holy Lord Hengtian and Shi Feng were very excited, they saw the sky light rising into the sky!
"These two talismans can help you briefly open your eyes. Okay, go ahead and don't waste time."
The old man Mengji said.
"Senior, won't you come with us?"
Shi Feng asked.
"I'm not going, you go ahead, I'm going to travel around the states..."
…
Above all the heavens and worlds, at the top of the firmament, the vast immortal mist surges, and the aura of immortality is overwhelming.
A chubby middle-aged man was eating and drinking happily.
Suddenly, he sneezed and spit out all the wine he had just drank.
He touched his nose and said viciously: "Who is talking bad about Fatty?"
