Painting soul master of another world

At this moment, Ling Yun stood in the courtyard, feeling a momentary release of power. He condensed a water mirror and looked at everything in Treading Snow and Looking for Plum Blossoms. He looked at his apprentice, took out a pen, and the jade The pen, obviously, is an artifact.

He looked at Ye Yunhan in the water mirror and saw that it was already in the dead of night. He seemed to be very relieved and took out a scroll and unfolded it, and then painted a peach tree on it. Ling Yun watched Ye Yunhan draw the peach tree If it is painted, the ground will not be a colorful scene of falling flowers, which is incompatible with the Qingquan Peak outside now.

He watched Ye Yunhan pour spiritual power into it, the pen exuded colorful colors, and then Ling Yun seemed to see the shadow of a woman in pink appearing on the scroll drawn by Ye Yunhan, but it quickly disappeared without a trace Without a trace, he was looking to see if there were any other peach trees, she was clearly a woman in a pink dress, her body was embroidered with peach blossom textures, and her black hair was flying up.

The next moment, Ye Yunhan in the water mirror slightly outlined the jade pen in his hand, and finally mentioned a sentence on it: There are layers of peach and plum blossoms on the mountain, and the fireworks in the clouds are people.

The poems have no beginning and no end, but Ye Yunhan was born in the chaos, traveled the world of mortals as a soul painter, and once went to a wonderful world, and this poem belongs to that world, but unfortunately, everything in that world, he quickly lost everything. Forgot, after all, every day he has to see all the joys and sorrows in the world, love and hatred, parting and sorrow, and what he can remember is only a small amount.

Finally, Ye Yunhan put his name in the blank space at the end, which was painted by Ye Yunhan, the world's unknown chronicle painting soul master in Yuntianzhong.

In a word, it clearly stated Ye Yunhan's identity and time.

Ye Yunhan gently put the judge's pen in his hand back into the depths of his soul, and continued to nourish it, then looked at the woman on the scroll, and said, "It's time for you to come out."

Ling Yun clearly saw in the water mirror that after his apprentice said these words gently, the woman on the scroll walked from the scroll to reality, and it was like a miracle, her body was soft and elegant, with a little warmth Wan, bowed to Ye Yunhan and said: "Little girl is polite, master."

Ye Yunhan looked at the woman, and after a while he said: "Run away and burn the flowers. From now on, you will change your name to Taoyao, and take care of the affairs of life for me. This is the scope of your activities." After all, it is a flower demon drawn by myself, so I always need to take extra care of it, my lord, look... no matter how reincarnated, Ye Yunhan still can't forget the past, Ye Yunhan raised his head and looked outside.

He couldn't let it go, and he didn't even know whether he was lucky or unlucky. With his own memory, reincarnated and rebuilt, he really didn't enter reincarnation, but whether it was...a gift from heaven, or a curse from heaven.

"Little girl, remember, the master must have not eaten yet, so little girl is going to prepare." Tao Yao is alive and well. The skill is so superb, the things drawn are endowed with a complete soul, and this soul is still recorded in the six reincarnations, the book of life and death in the underworld, they have their own lifespan, and they are a real one. life.