The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 1806 Entering the Painting World
Seeing Ling Feng took the picture scroll, Cheng Minxue was also very happy: "Brother Ling Feng, open the picture scroll and take a look, I haven't seen enough just now!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly, and he unfolded the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but at this moment, a ray of light shot out from the scroll, swallowing Ling Feng directly, and Ling Feng disappeared in front of everyone without even a chance to resist.

"Brother Lingfeng!" Cheng Minxue was taken aback. She was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Patriarch Cheng.

"Father, brother Ling Feng... what the hell is going on!" Cheng Minxue's eyes were full of anxiety.

Master Cheng has a solemn expression on his face. He is a master in the late stage of the Firmament Realm, but when he touched the scroll just now, he didn't find any abnormalities.

"Don't worry, it may be that Ling Feng touched the scroll and caused a resonance!" The head of the Cheng family said in a deep voice: "Now be alert immediately, and no one can enter the room. I don't think Ling Feng is in any danger. Let's wait and see. Change it!"

"Then why did such a thing happen?" Despite the words of Patriarch Cheng, Cheng Minxue was still a little worried.

Patriarch Cheng gave a wry smile, how could he know, he also had deep doubts in his heart, what is going on!
At this moment, Ling Feng was just looking around in a daze.

"Isn't this the world in the picture scroll?" Looking at the familiar scenery around him, Ling Feng was stunned. What's going on?Shoot a light from the picture scroll, and then enter the world in the picture?

Ling Feng shook his head, he knew that he hadn't fallen into the illusion, because he was extremely sober now, but why was he sucked in?So many people have touched this scroll, why is it that only you are sucked in?

Ling Feng frowned, he tried it, and found that the surrounding space was completely integrated, and he couldn't find a way out.

"It seems that the world in this painting is more powerful than I imagined!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

Ling Feng is now at the mid-stage of the Firmament Realm, and this picture scroll can easily trap him, which shows that the world in this painting has the ability to imprison the masters of the mid-stage of the Firmament Realm, and its power is not inferior to ordinary masters of the Firmament Realm!
This further shows that the mysterious painter is extremely powerful, far exceeding Ling Feng's expectations!
"It's safe to come, since you swallowed me in, there must be some secret!" Ling Feng looked at the mountains in the distance, and took a deep breath: "I want to see, what do you want the painter to do?" do what!"

With that said, Ling Feng packed up his mood and walked forward with strides.

The world in this painting does not seem to be any different from the real world, with green grass, clear rivers, cheerful swimming fish, fragrant flowers, and occasionally a few deer passing by, panicked and fled after seeing Ling Feng.

Everything here seems so harmonious, so comfortable, like a peach blossom garden.

Ling Feng walked forward slowly, crossed the river, crossed the grassland, climbed over the mountains, and crossed a large forest. What Ling Feng felt most along the way was tranquility and peace.

There was even a period of time when Ling Feng even wanted to stay here and never go out, thinking that this place was so peaceful, it was simply a pure land on earth.

When Ling Feng flipped through the fifth mountain peak, Ling Feng stopped, and he sighed, with a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

"It's good here, but it lacks the atmosphere of fireworks!" Ling Feng sighed and said: "The peace here is not like the world. Although it is what everyone yearns for, but without the atmosphere of fireworks, it will not be a real world after all. !"

As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, he seemed to hear a click sound, and then a hearty voice came: "Okay, what a lack of fireworks! I am a painter who has been thinking about the problem for thousands of years, but you It’s embarrassing to realize it in just a few hours!”

Ling Feng turned around suddenly, and found a young man with long hair up to his waist standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

"Senior is the painter?" Ling Feng asked curiously.

The young man blinked his eyes and said, "That's right, I am a painter, and here is just a remnant of my soul, waiting for someone who is destined to come. Do you have any questions?"

Ling Feng touched his nose: "I just didn't expect to see senior here, but...why did senior lead me here?"

Unexpectedly, the painter shook his head: "I didn't bring you here, but the map of the mountains and rivers brought you here! Because you are the one chosen by the map of mountains and rivers!"

Ling Feng frowned, he didn't understand what it meant to be a painter.

The painter said indifferently: "Simply put, although I have drawn the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it is its own choice to choose what kind of person the map of mountains and rivers of thousands of miles chooses. I am only responsible for evaluating whether the person it chooses is qualified to inherit my wealth!"

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment: "Senior's wealth?"

The painter blinked his eyes and said, "It's the perfect painting scroll that I painted with my body!"

With a buzzing sound, Ling Feng's mind seemed to explode, and his breathing was a bit rapid: "Senior, you mean... are you looking for an heir to inherit your picture scroll?"

The painter nodded and said, "Yes, otherwise, why do you think I destroyed the other scrolls and only left such a picture of mountains and rivers?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath. A picture scroll made with life by a master who surpassed the pinnacle of the sky, Ling Feng couldn't even imagine how powerful it would be. Now, such a picture scroll may become his own. Even though Ling Feng's mind has always been firm, he couldn't help but lose his mind.

But soon Ling Feng recovered, and he took a deep look at the painter: "Senior, I think there must be a strict test if you want to get your picture scroll? Otherwise, you wouldn't give up your life Give your heart and blood to anyone, right?"

The painter smiled, and he nodded: "I didn't expect you to calm down so quickly. I think you may be the person I'm looking for, but before that, can you answer me a question?"

"Senior please speak!"

"Why do you think I left this picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?" the painter asked with narrowed eyes.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and looked into the painter's eyes: "I think this painting may contain the obsession and hope in the heart of the senior? Maybe in the heart of the senior, this is your most ideal pure land!"

The smile on the artist's face froze, and he gradually restrained his smile: "How do you know? Where did you know?"

(End of this chapter)