Who says a painter has to die to become famous?

Once this painting is hung on Ruyi Peak, it will become a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!

He even thought of a name—Mona Smoothie!

"what?"

Shang Wu looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly blinked her almond-shaped eyes in surprise:

"This painting seems to have some similarities to the God-viewing painting?"

"is it?"

Li Mo took a closer look and found that it did have that peculiar charm.

Just lighter.

Perhaps it was unintentional that he poured his heart and soul into the last few strokes?

No wonder the painting feels so empty...

"I can't say it's a painting of the gods, that's a stretch. I can only say it uses a similar painting technique."

Shang Wu smacked her lips and said with a bit of regret.

She could see that the picture was barely even in shape.

"Can portraits be used to observe gods?"

Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

Shang Wu hummed:

"Of course you can. What do you think the Dayu royal family is observing?"

"sun....."

Li Mo recalled that the two suns were transformed from the former Emperor Dayu.

“There are two kinds of observations of human spirit.”

"One is to observe the saints who carry the 'Tao', and the other is to observe the evil magic of the Demon Summoning Cult. This picture is neither of these, and cannot be used for observation at all."

Shang Wu has a deep understanding of the Guanshentu.

I wonder if it has anything to do with the fact that she smashed a bunch of statues.

"pity."

Li Mo took the scroll off and sighed:

"This was just a flash of inspiration for me. I don't know when the next time I'll have the right timing, location, and people like this will be the right time."

"There will be."

"Ok?"

Li Mo was stunned.

But Ying Bing had already turned around and climbed up to the attic, leaving only his back.

......

The night is getting darker.

After taking a hot spring bath, Li Mo also returned to the room.

Daily practice is essential.

Now that the "Karma Fire Red Lotus Magic Method" has condensed the Xuan Dan, it still needs to accumulate vitality, and he does not intend to condense only one Xuan Dan.

"Bingtuozi's room doesn't seem to be that cool anymore."

When passing by the door next door, Li Mo seemed to have sensed something.

At this time, Ying Bing should be observing Taiyin.

Perhaps this is because she has already embarked on the path of observing God?

Li Mo shook his head and walked into the room.

He casually put the painting aside, and then took out the Golden Crow Transforming into the Sun Divine Picture from the system space.

He stared at the picture of the Golden Crow transforming into the Sun for a long time, but there was still no response.

"My immortal body is incapable of ordinary internal energy martial arts. Is it the same for the God-viewing Diagram?"

"wrong...."

Li Mo spread out the 'Mona Smoothie' again.

This time, the feeling of having one's spirit pulled resurfaced.

The painting obtained by depicting Bingtuozi could hardly be called a lower form, but it could actually resonate with his own soul.

However, the Golden Crow Transforming into the Sun diagram, which is the ultimate form, is not suitable.

Student Xiao Li seemed to be lost in thought.

It has nothing to do with the grade of the God Viewing Map?

pity.

This picture cannot be viewed...

"and many more!"

"I have the Seal of Fortune!"

"After all, this is drawn using the technique of the God-viewing Diagram. What will happen if the Seal of Creation is placed on it?"

Xiao Li had a flash of genius.

Swish—two seals made of black copper, with an ancient and extraordinary shape, appeared on the table.

He still has two bronze seals of creation.

Even if you fail, there is still room for trial and error!

"Try?"

Li Mo was still thinking.

But the hand seemed to have its own ideas, and it picked up the seal and stamped it.

hum-

Mysterious handwriting merged into it.

Suddenly, a hazy light appeared on the picture, enveloping the entire picture and flowing over it.

"it works!"

Li Mo stared intently, his heart in his throat.

There won't be any problem, right?

Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary.

The brilliance gradually faded.

One painting became two.

The original pair was still there, but there was a new one next to it.

Li Mo looked closely.

I saw that the person in the painting was still as cold and beautiful as ever, but slightly different from before.

No longer a 28-year-old girl, she seems to have grown up a little and lost her youthfulness.

The clothes also changed, from a snow-white long skirt to a dark cloud gauze.

Time has made her figure more slender and her eyes more clear, like a phantom wandering in the night.

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