Chapter 388 Do I Look Like a Supreme Treasure?

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

"Master Jiu firmly believes that the Blood-robed Sword God dares not kill him, nor can he kill him, because he needs his introduction to see the Jade Girl."

The painter said, and she drew a helpless expression on her face again.

Qi Yuan looked at the painter with surprise. It would be great if Xiao Jia could master this skill.

He would know more about Xiao Jia's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

"The great calamity is irresistible." The painter drew a desperate expression again, "The Jade Girl once said that there are three thousand worlds similar to the Canglan Realm.

Among them, some worlds are ten or a hundred times stronger and a hundred times wider than the Canglan Realm.

However, after so many years, no world has successfully resisted.

The most hopeful thing for our Canglan Realm is just one more Yang God.

And in one of the worlds, three Yang Gods gathered together, but none of them defeated the great calamity!"

The painter drew a desperate expression on her face again.

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

Your...end will not be better than that Yang God."

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

When he was a Divine Infant, he was not 100% sure about facing the Great Tribulation.

Now that he has entered the Purple Mansion, he is 100% sure about the Great Tribulation.

The only thing he is afraid of is the mark of the Great Tribulation.

If he eliminates the Great Tribulation, the one in Taihuang Palace will instantly annihilate all the cultivators in the Canglan Realm with just one thought.

Including Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu.

Even he can't protect her.

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 beings will die.

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

Her tone was full of despair.

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

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

This mark is impossible to find without entering the Yang God.

It is impossible for the strange painter to find this mark.

Then, maybe only the Jade Girl.

"The Jade Girl's identity is mysterious, and it is suspected to be from the upper world." The strange painter said.

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

He looks at the marks of all cultivators every day just to find a way to crack it.

But at present, there is no proper way to crack it, but there is an unorthodox one.

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 world are extremely eager for the supreme treasure. It is even said that if the Yang God of the lower three heavens gets a supreme treasure, he can take the sect and ascend directly to the middle three heavens. If our Canglan Realm has a supreme treasure, maybe we can really get rid of the catastrophe!" The strange painter suppressed her voice, but the enthusiasm and expectation in her voice could still be felt. This is also the only way she has found to solve the catastrophe after "playing badly" for so many years. 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 tense up. You won't draw a watermelon head for yourself later, then record a video and say, fellow Taoists, I encountered a big speechless event today..." Qi Yuan speculated maliciously. This strange painter has no face, but his expression is too similar. "I don't quite understand what you mean, but the strong have some quirks, very simple." The strange painter said.

"By the way, the mark is related to the supreme treasure, doesn't it mean... if I have another supreme treasure, I can solve the mark?" Qi Yuan thought and said.

The strange painter shook his head: "I don't know these either. The supreme treasure can bring death to Yang Shen, how can a small fish like me know.

However, the supreme treasure has mysterious functions, and it may really be able to eliminate the mark.

Of course, the greatest function of the supreme treasure is far from being used to eliminate the mark..."

The strange painter didn't know much about the supreme treasure, and didn't even know what the supreme treasure was specifically called, but he heard from the Jade Girl that the end of Canglan Realm and other three thousand realms was all due to 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 too much and it's stuck in my head. 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 a picture for me."

The strange painter glanced at Qi Yuan and said, "I rarely draw for others, and there are some requirements for drawing. I won't draw anything that 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 draw it well, um, I will leave you one... square meter of land in the painting!"

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

"Oh, what to draw?" The strange painter directly ignored the second half of Qi Yuan's sentence.

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

The strange painter showed a surprised look on his face: "The underworld? This is just a legend, there is nothing good to draw."

In the Canglan world, 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 he fall into reincarnation?

"The underworld I want to paint is different from what you imagine, and I will also provide you with a brush, you can use this brush to paint." Qi Yuan said lightly.

"I usually only use my own brush to paint. The brushes in the world, including yours, are too ordinary..."

However, halfway through her words, her body froze.

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

She stared blankly at the Shanhe Sheji pen 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? No!"

As soon as the Shanhe Sheji pen appeared, her mind was completely attracted 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 took the Mountain and Rivers State Brush and asked, "My brush, what's so ordinary about it?"

The strange painter was stunned for a moment, her face was a little hot, and she wanted to take back her words: "Too ordinary... ordinary?"

After thinking for a long time, she thought of something related to ordinary, which could barely be regarded as a compliment.

Ordinary?

"It's a bit rude for you to praise the brush like this." Qi Yuan smiled and didn't care.

The strange painter's eyes were fixed on the brush, and his eyes kept changing: "What is this? Is it a supreme treasure? No, the supreme treasure is just a legend, even the Yang God is hard to find, how could it appear here?"

The strange painter was not calm.

The brush in her hand was too shabby compared to the Mountain and Rivers State Brush.

"Supreme treasure?" Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but this brush is quite powerful."

Dongjun once used this brush to turn the virtual into reality and draw a mountain and sea painting scroll.

According to the description, it can indeed be called a supreme treasure.

But Qi Yuan didn't know what level of treasure the person in Taihuang Palace and the supreme treasure behind the mark were.

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

Qi Yuan said, waving his hand, and seven PPTs appeared.

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

"The Emperor of Heaven and Earth, Ksitigarbha, the Ten Kings of Hell, the Five Ghost Emperors, show up quickly!" Qi Yuan spoke, his voice like the command of the Emperor of Heaven.

How can you not need a narrator to explain the PPT?

Qi Yuan had already communicated with these gods who were in charge of the underworld about the structure of the underworld, and made a very complete plan.

With Qi Yuan's voice, suddenly, the whole painting studio seemed to be filled with a gust of cold wind.

I saw dozens of men and women with mysterious and majestic auras appear.

Each of them carried a vast and unpredictable 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 Girl is a mythical powerhouse that reflects the heavens.

But each of these ten or so people is more mysterious than the Jade Girl, and the abyss is like the sea.

She would believe if they were Yang Gods.

At this time, something even more shocking happened.

I saw these dozens of mysterious powerhouses bowing their heads in front of the Blood-robed Sword God.

"Greetings, sir!"

The strange painter was shocked. These people actually called the Blood-robed Sword God sir.

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

At this time, Qi Qi's eyes fell on Jiang Lingsu, and she showed a happy smile in her eyes: "Godfather, this is the godmother, right? She is really born beautiful, and she is very suitable for you, godfather!"

Qi Qi was visualizing 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 turned red all of a sudden, looking at Qi Qi, a little confused.

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

Qi Qi smiled: "Such a beautiful junior sister, if she marries someone else, it would be a waste."

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

"Don't worry, godfather, Qi Qi will do this 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's convenient, organize the great calamity that the Jade Girl told you about, as well as the supreme treasure and all the information about the Taihuang Palace. I need it.

The great plan of "Qi Yuan Eliminates the Great Calamity" needs to be more perfect.

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

I hope the actor who plays me can be more handsome, otherwise he can't perform my charm."

The strange painter was a little confused.

She could still understand Qi Yuan's previous words.

After that, I felt very confused.

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-robed Sword God claimed to destroy the catastrophe, she only saw a lonely brave man who knew it was impossible to do it.

Now, seeing the Mountain and River State Pen, and then seeing the dozen mysterious strong men who appeared beside Qi Yuan.

For some reason, her silent heart actually gave birth to a ray of hope.

Could he really do it?

Her heart trembled, and she wiped away this trace of worry.

She had already thought about it and immediately wrote a letter to the hidden organization where Jiu Fuzi belonged to, telling them not to cause trouble for the Blood-clothed Sword God.

Otherwise...this is death!

…

The rain was pouring, Qi Yuan was sitting on the pavilion, his eyes calm.

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

Unfortunately, little was gained.

Not much information about imprints was obtained.

The Strange Painter also offers very little.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, long time no see. I heard that you broke through to Zi Mansion. What a pity! Congratulations!"

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

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

Qi Yuan looked at Lord Dazhi in front of him and felt much more at ease.

Every time he encountered a difficult problem, Lord Dazhi was able to use his clever brain to give Qi Yuan some ideas.

"After receiving your message, I rushed over without stopping." said Lord Dazhi, "I'm exhausted and a little hungry. Wait for me to eat first."

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

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

Seeing this, Lord Dazhi was a little panicked and retracted the bone: "Ahem, remember the last time we met, someone used a sick bird as a plot to make you sick.

At that time, the bird was burnt, so I didn't eat it because I was particular about people.

You ate the bird meat and prepared the bird bones for me..."

"I remember throwing away the bones because the bird was sick." Qi Yuan clearly remembered.

The monks from the Mountain of Destiny used sick birds to plot against him. Later, he killed the people who plotted against him and used spells to destroy the Mountain of Destiny.

"Ahem, don't I think you are not infected? Doesn't this mean that birds are not poisonous?

I saw that the bones were not burnt, so I picked them up and tasted them.

It's just that the bone is too strong to bite. "Dazhi Zhenjun said.

"That's it." Qi Yuan nodded.

At this time, Lord Dazhi said: "I have some ideas about the mark you mentioned."

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

The True Lord of Great Wisdom is indeed the True Lord of Great Wisdom, and he will reap rewards as soon as he comes.

"Do you still remember that I once saw a book in my dream?" said Lord Dazhi.

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

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

True Lord Dazhi said: "Even if there is, it doesn't count."

"Dazhi Zhenjun, please stop pretending to be an expert. My brother still doesn't know whether you are capable or not?" Qi Yuan said.

"Where did that sick bird come from?" said Lord Dazhi.

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

This wooden door came from the fateful sorcerer who plotted against him.

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

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

The Gate of Perfection is the supreme treasure, the first of all rare treasures!

It is rumored that when all the powerful people in the Immortal Realm break through to the Supreme Principle, the Supreme Principle they comprehend will leave a mark on the Gate of Supreme Principle.

This door, protected by the most rational rules, will surely be able to isolate all marks, cause and effect in the world! "

Qi Yuan was stunned for a moment.

Because he remembered that when he was in the Liufeng Realm, he realized the original magical power, and when he forgot the Heart Sutra, he also left a mark on the Gate of Ten Thousand Souls.

Am I the most reasonable?

I do not know how?

At this time, Qi Yuan looked at Lord Dazhi 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 increasingly felt that Lord Dazhi was mysterious and full of mist.

Perhaps, this fog has a name, called the halo of wisdom.