But his eyes never left the golden dragon nailed to the ground.

Seeing Lin Hao care about Jin Long so much, his whole face was full of seriousness. The immortal in the painting bulged his mouth and simply stopped joking with Lin Hao and took out her clever brush from the storage bag.

"You still want to use the space method?"

Seeing that the immortal in the painting took out the brush, Lin Hao immediately stretched out his hand and directly sucked the brush into his hand, looking at the immortal in the painting sternly.

After just using that kind of space distortion method, the immortal in the painting slept for half an hour. This half hour didn't seem long, but they are now behind enemy lines. What if the immortal in the painting slept again and they happened to meet the high priests, what should they do then?

Not to mention, the immortals in the painting have used such a huge space method. How can they use the method of the laws of heaven and earth at will?

What's more, the current cultivation level of the immortal in the painting is only just the virtual god realm! With the cultivation level of the virtual god realm and forcibly using the power of the laws of space, this itself is already contrary to the rules of heaven and earth. If the immortal in the painting continues to use that kind of space method, he can be sure that the immortal in the painting will definitely be directly damaged by the power of the laws of heaven and earth, and even damage the soul! By then, it would be as simple as sleeping for a while to restore the spirit and spirit.

That will bring some obstacles to the cultivation path of the immortals in the painting, which is difficult to overcome! So how could Lin Hao let her continue to use such a method with great loss?

But facing his nervousness, the immortal in the painting did not care at all. Instead, he smiled slightly and looked at Lin Hao with a pair of beautiful eyes: "Are you worried about me?"

“…” “Can you be more serious?”

Lin Hao frowned and snorted coldly.

The immortal in the painting suddenly made a puff and looked at Lin Hao with a smile: "Oh, I understand. It turns out that under this state, your temperament will become this cold."

"In this way, it's no wonder you left the people from Mochiyuan and left the starting square alone."

The immortal in the painting stared at Lin Hao and snorted in dissatisfaction.

"Whatever you say!"

Lin Hao was too lazy to explain, so he turned around and continued to look at the Golden Dragon, who was still gasping for difficulty. At this moment, he put his hands behind his back and looked at the Golden Dragon silently. His whole body added a sense of loneliness and a sense of indifference that was the only one.

The blood eyes were shining, the blood was flowing, and the black robe formed by the eternal true demonic energy added to him a very demonic cold and solemn aura.

"Tsk, you can just put icebergs?

I am so worried but I dare not admit that you are not in love with me, right?"

The fairy in the painting laughed and joked about Lin Hao, as if she was deliberately tempting Lin Hao's anger.

But soon she shook her head and smiled, and ignored the clever brush that Lin Hao had taken away, and then took out three items from the storage bag.

A quaint and dark man with a thick ink fragrance, surrounded by an inkstone with a divine beast carved; a piece of white paper spread out without any creases, as white as clouds and as thin as cicadas' wings; and a piece of dry but full of dry, but filled with a stream of Lin Hao's eyelids, a large ink block with slap full of strength like a pine tree.

When these three items were taken out, it seemed to have a gravitational force. The clever brush held in Lin Hao suddenly broke free from Lin Hao's hand.

When the four things gathered together, a mysterious force suddenly overflowed from these four things. Even Lin Hao couldn't help but look at the things raised, especially the brush. This thing could actually break free from his palm and fly out directly?

You know, under the cover of the eternal true demonic energy, as long as the thing he grabbed in his hand, even if the true immortal came, he would not want to take it away! However, this brush broke free and flew out without any obstacle at all! This shocked Lin Hao and looked at the brush in surprise, and there were three other things.

These four items are obviously a set! Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are the four treasures of the study! "Is this... the legendary artifact of the sect in Mochiyuan, the four spiritual treasures of the painting heaven?"

"Drawing fairy pens, sky cloud paper, pine divine ink, and divine inkstone?

!”

Lin Hao stared at these four magical weapons... No, it should be said that if these four things are picked up alone, they can only be considered ordinary immortal weapons.

These four immortal weapons were originally the natal magic weapons of the four ancestors of Mochiyuan.

But later, the descendants of these four ancestors re-sacrificed these four immortal weapons and connected them with each other, and finally refined these four immortal weapons into magical artifacts! Of course, if you want to become magical artifacts, you must put all four items together, otherwise, they will be just immortal weapons.

This set of four treasures of study is the famous sect artifact of Mochiyuan. It is said that there was a sect leader in Mochiyuan who held the four spiritual treasures of the Painting Heaven, and with the cultivation of the True Immortal Realm, he injured the ancestor of the Dantai family in the half-step Asking the Dao Realm! It was from that time that the sect artifact of the four spiritual treasures of the Painting Heaven was beaten out. Almost everyone in the entire Dongtu Shenzhou knew that Mochiyuan had such a set of sect artifacts! But he did not expect that at this moment, this set of sect artifacts appeared in front of him! And it appeared in the immortal in the painting, such a small cultivator who entered the ancient world of the Immortal Treasure, only in the God Transformation Realm! However, since the immortal in the painting has such a powerful artifact, why was he so miserable that he was chased by other clans at the beginning, and was even caught by the Blood Saint Sect and the Dantai family of the Yan family, and almost lost his life?

As if he could see Lin Hao's doubts, the immortal in the painting just took out these four divine treasures and chuckled, "Are you really a fool?"

"Although Grandpa Huatian's Four Spiritual Treasures have been passed on to me for a long time, with my original cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm, how could I use them?

Even if I only use one immortal brush to draw it, I can’t fully stimulate its full power, and it’s very difficult to use it!”

"But now I have broken through to the Void God Realm. Although it is still a bit difficult to use them, at least I can barely use them."

"Actually, this was originally prepared by Grandpa Huasheng, for me, to wait for me to step on the immortal, but when will it be until I step on the immortal?

Grandpa Huasheng can't wait for me. He left the sect for a hundred years ago and went on a trip. No one knows where he is now."
Chapter completed!