Vol 16 Chapter 9: Mountain Wu Daojun

"The painting of six strokes turned out to be a secret inheritance?" At this moment, Meng Chuan understood everything.
The other thirty-two paintings on the holy mountain all contain the insight of the Taoist Lord Shanwu, and only this ‘six-stroke painting’ is a secret technique.
"Such an incredible secret method, I have never heard of it." Meng Chuan looked in all directions, six traces of amulet loomed in the depths of his eyes, "This secret method surpasses all the secret methods I have ever heard of."
The universe is vast, and the universe is empty, celestial bodies and everything.
Small, impressive, one flower and one grass, composed of trinos.
In Meng Chuan's observation, everything became a picture!
Even the ‘trino structure’ of a drop of water has become a ‘six-layer picture scroll’.
"Everything in Hanoi in time and space can be a six-layer picture scroll in my eyes." Meng Chuan was shocked, "The original mysterious and incomprehensible rules are much easier to understand all at once."
"Open the sky rule."
Meng Chuan’s eyes watched the
rules of opening the sky
among the many rules in the universe.
The White Bird Pavilion has prepared a cave house for Meng Chuan on Qingquan Island for a long time. In the primordial clone in the cave house on Qingquan Island, watch the'opening rule' in the rules of time and space operation, so that the open sky rule has become a picture. Six-layer scroll, the first scroll is countless tadpoles swimming, the second scroll is a thunder that bursts through the darkness, the third scroll is a dragon's claw that tears everything apart, the fourth is countless entangled threads, the fifth Floor……
Meng Chuan only needs to comprehend the six-layer picture scrolls to comprehend the rules of opening the sky.
"It is more than ten times easier to comprehend the rules of opening the sky at once." Meng Chuan just watched the six-layer picture of the rules of opening the sky, and felt that a lot of gains came to his heart, and his perception was advancing by leaps and bounds.
"Time rules."
Meng Chuan was not in a hurry to enlighten, and tried to watch the most important ‘rules of time’.
This time, it was difficult to separate from the rules of time and space, and stripped out the vast rules of time, forming a six-layer picture scroll. This six-layer picture scroll is also much more difficult to understand. The first layer picture is a worm, in the twisting insect tunnel. go ahead. The second layer of the painting is three pieces of void, and there are endless tadpoles in the three pieces of void. Even if you look closely, you will feel that the three pieces of void seem exactly the same. The third layer is a rushing river, with countless tributaries, there are more phantoms in the river, and life is up and down. The fourth layer is a ball of light! This beam of light shoots out hundreds of millions of rays, and every ray of light contains everything in the universe. Fifth floor...
"Oh? The six-layer picture scroll of the rules of time and space?" Meng Chuan felt that the rules of time were difficult in the past, so he was going to first realize the rules of opening the sky, based on the two opposing rules, and then slowly comprehend the rules of time.
However, this time, each layer of the six-layer picture scroll seemed difficult, but the six-layer picture scroll confirmed each other, which made Meng Chuan quite rewarding.
Obviously there is a secret method to help, and the rules of time are much easier to understand than in the past.
"Such a secret method, any Seven Tribulations Realm will be crazy about it, but I have never heard of it in the past?" Meng Chuan also realized the horror of this secret method.
This secret method cannot immediately improve strength.
But it makes the practice much easier. The past "difficulties" will become "easy to understand", and the past "unbreakable bottlenecks" will also be reduced to "difficulties that require careful understanding."
"This kind of secret method is definitely the first secret method of Hanoi in the time and space. It has no cover, and it stays in the painting sacred mountain like this! Generations of the Seven Tribulations Realm, I don’t know how many have been able to admire the painting sacred mountain, but it seems There is very little to learn." Meng Chuan secretly said, if you learn a little bit more, it is impossible to have no news at all.
Even this method has been openly painting the sacred mountain, and the Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor and the owner of the Shiratori Pavilion have also turned a blind eye.
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"Huh?" Meng Chuan's face changed slightly, and the trinos that had been flowing between the sky and the earth were all still.
The trinity is completely still, naturally everything is still, and the timeline has stopped moving, but Meng Chuan himself can still move and practice, but he can only live at this point in time and cannot reach the next point in time.
"I'm the Seven Tribulations Realm of the Primordial God, so the timeline of my area is stopped?" Meng Chuan is very clear about his own strength. A Seven Tribulations Realm descended on the core of the'Hung Hole', and the core of the Hung Hole could not maintain the timeline. Amplitude affects, and even causes the gradual disintegration of the core of the mixed hole.
Meng Chuan saw it.
An old man with long black hair and long beard appeared in the courtyard outside, looking up at the painted sacred mountain wall.
"I can't feel any breath of him. He doesn't seem to exist in this time and space. Even the Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Emperor and the owner of the Shiratori Pavilion cannot detach from time and space." Meng Chuan guessed, and immediately walked out of his study. .
The old man with long beards still looked up at the towering 90,000 li mountain wall and said with a smile: "What do you think of these paintings?"
"The paintings of Daojun Shanwu are the most mysterious paintings I have ever seen." Meng Chuan said from the bottom of his heart. Those thirty-two complicated paintings are amazing, and the'paintings of six strokes' are even more outstanding in time and space. The secret of Changhe.
The old man with long beard turned his head and looked at Meng Chuan. He had bright eyes and smiled and said, "I am Shanwu."
"Meng Chuan, meet senior." Even though Meng Chuan had guessed that the opponent was the Eight Tribulations Realm, he was still shocked, and he immediately saluted him respectfully.
The power of the Eight Tribulations Realm!
How can Meng Chuan not be shocked?
Many Seven Tribulations Realm great powers have been pursuing all their lives, and they can see the Eight Tribulations Realm side! The Patriarch Cang Yuan had only seen one Eight Tribulations Realm in his life. He had been practicing for more than 7,000 years before he was lucky enough to see Daojun Shanwu.
Moreover, he has been fond of painting since he was a child, and even his love for painting is still above the sword and so on. When he encounters the great power of the Eight Tribulations Realm with the highest achievements in painting in this time and space, Meng Chuan naturally admires him very much.
"These paintings of mine can only be regarded as average." Daojun Shanwu said.
"The younger generation finds the mystery and unpredictable, especially the central one, which is even more remarkable." Meng Chuan pointed to the six-stroke painting in the center of the towering 90,000 li mountain wall. The secret method of this painting made Meng Chuan. Admire Shanwu Daojun more and more, it's really amazing!
"On the mountain wall, there are thirty-three paintings, the only one I did not paint." Shanwu Daojun looked at Meng Chuan with a smile.
Meng Chuan blinked his eyes.
Didn't he paint it?
How can it be?
"These 33 paintings are clearly connected into one, like one." Meng Chuan said, even if the timeline stops now, Meng Chuan and Daojun Shanwu exist at this'point in time', and other things become ordinary, but Those thirty-three paintings are like a whole, still having an endless sense of oppression against Meng Chuan.
"This is how powerful the master is." Daojun Shanwu sighed, "After I was in the Eight Tribulations Realm, I would draw my feelings on the mountain wall after I had the feeling. This is also one of my hobbies. When I drew ten During the nine paintings, the master passed by this universe and saw my paintings. He was so excited that he drew these six-stroke paintings with the inspiration of my nineteen paintings."
"My painting of the holy mountain, there are practitioners who can write, I have the feeling of coming to this point in time, and I am also fortunate to see the master."
"Six-stroke paintings were originally based on my previous nineteen paintings. I immediately realized it when I saw them. I immediately bowed down and thanked the master." Daojun Shanwu had a reminiscence in his eyes, "Therefore, I have the honor to worship the master. , Became one of his registered disciples."
"Named disciple?" Meng Chuan was shocked.
Daojun Shanwu is a great power in the Eight Tribulations Realm, just as a named disciple?
"No need to be surprised, this is already a great opportunity for me. Many eight catastrophes have been struggling for a lifetime, and I can't see the master." Daojun Shanwu looked at Meng Chuan, "I asked the master about these six-stroke paintings. But the master said that this is the secret method he created for painting the Tao, and it can be watched by all living beings. If you have learned the secret of painting the Tao, you can take a trip to Qianyuan Mountain and pass the test. You can become a named disciple of the master."
"However, since the master left the six-stroke painting, no one has been able to realize it in the long years, except me, until today!" Daojun Shanwu looked at Meng Chuan, "I have finally learned the secret of painting."
Meng Chuan was secretly surprised that after a long time, he was the only one who learned this secret method after Daojun Shanwu.
"Go, let me go to Qianyuan Mountain," said Daojun Shanwu.
"Where is Qianyuan Mountain?" Meng Chuan asked.
"Nature is outside the universe." Daojun Shanwu grabbed Meng Chuan's hand, wow-
The distortion of time and space turned into light and shadow, and this long river of time and space could no longer be restrained, and the two of them had already left the universe.