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　　Ye Feng finally stopped the brush in his hand.

　　In an instant.

　　Hundreds of millions of stars are falling from the sky, and the moon is as clear as water, falling like a galaxy...

　　In just an instant, the amazing vision disappeared.

　　The stars in the sky became more dazzling, and the silver moon was also extremely bright, and the ink-like night seemed to be completely integrated into the sky.

　　Ye Feng let out a sigh of relief.

　　He pondered for a moment, picked up the brush beside him, and wrote two simple words:

　　"Star Moon"!

　　Standing at the corner of the door, Su Xiaoyan was silent for a long time, her eyes dazed.

　　For the first time, she felt what a shocking and complete mighty force was. A painting was projected directly into the sky, replacing the original starry night!

　　Su Xiaoyan knew.

　　Starting today, the original false night sky has completely disappeared.

　　Instead.

　　It is this painting of this senior Ye...

　　It is the same painting, but the difference between the two is clear at a glance.

　　Although it is also fake, Senior Ye's painting "Xingyue" seems to have truly created stars one after another.

　　Compared to this, the previous ones are simply shoddy and inferior!

　　"Well, it's already nighttime?"

　　Ye Feng raised his head, stretched his arms, and looked out the window with a little surprise.

　　He started painting at around 9:[-] pm, and it was already [-]:[-] pm at the moment. He painted for a full seven hours, which was considered to be the second most time-consuming painting!

　　At this time.

　　Su Xiaoyan on the side asked cautiously, "Senior Ye, don't you draw a sun?"

　　"The star and moon map, naturally it is night, what kind of sun do you draw?"

　　Ye Feng looked at her like a fool. This girl looked very clever, but her brain was a little hard to use.

　　"But……"

　　Su Xiaoyan was a little confused.

　　She looked at the late night outside and worried in her heart. Will this cause the whole world to stay at night for a long time, and then there will be no day?

　　forever night?

　　She was thinking about how to persuade Senior Ye to draw another big sun map.

　　"Actually, it can't be said that there is no sun."

　　Ye Feng casually pointed to a small spot on the "Star and Moon Map", "The essence of the sun is a star. In fact, there are many stars in this painting, but they just look inconspicuous. After all, the focus is on the night."

　　Su Xiaoyan followed his fingers.

　　In an instant.

　　Her eyes flickered slightly, and she vaguely saw a big burning sun, releasing endless light and heat, extremely fiery!

　　in a trance.

　　Su Xiaoyan felt like she was on a field.

　　The night sky was full of stars, and the moon was like a silver plate... Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the east, and the golden sun rose slowly, like a golden crow in the sky, illuminating the vast land!

　　next moment.

　　She woke up from a dream, sweat dripping from her forehead.

　　"It's terrifying... Every single star contains supreme Dao marks. If you take out one of the stars alone, you need to spend your whole life to comprehend it!"

　　"And they're all in one painting..."

　　"What's more exaggerated is that these stars almost have life, it is simply the power of the creator!"

　　The shock in Su Xiaoyan's heart couldn't be further increased.

　　……

　　Wudang Mountain.

　　The fog had receded at some point.

　　At the foot of the mountain, silhouettes stood quietly, with powerful blood surging from their bodies.

　　The person at the head has a golden gong hanging from his waist.

　　She was wearing a white dress, her eyes were as cold as ice, her long snow-white hair moved with the wind, and where she stood, a thick layer of frost condensed on the ground.

　　"Boss, do you want to go in and investigate?"

　　Next to him, a silver gong asked in a low voice, "Wudang Mountain doesn't seem to be the same as before."

　　"Wait."

　　The white-haired golden gong said coldly.

　　"boom"

　　A figure with a muscular knot suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground, causing a large cloud of smoke.

　　The visitor also had a golden gong hanging from his waist. He carried a huge mace on his shoulder and grinned: "Sister Bing, I heard that the fog of Wudang Mountain has disappeared. Wuzu asked me to take a look. How is the situation now?"

　　"Nothing has changed."

　　Jin Luo, known as Sister Bing, said indifferently, "Is Sister Huang allowed to enter the mountain?"

　　"No."

　　The new Jin Luo obviously knew the temperament of this sister Bing, and did not care about her indifferent attitude.

　　He shrugged, slammed the mace on the ground, and smashed a deep hole, "Wu Zu's order is to wait for the people on the mountain to come down."

　　"Ah."

　　Sister Bing nodded expressionlessly.

　　"Hey, say Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here."

　　The mace Jin Gong suddenly narrowed his eyes and stared at the two figures appearing on the mountain road, "One of them is Yin Gong Jiang Yu, and the other... Wudang Mountain, is there such a person?"

　　Rough mountain road.

　　A figure with a silver gong hanging from his waist was striding down the mountain.

　　Beside him, an old man with a kind face walked beside him.

　　He was wearing a neat and clean robe, his eyes were kind, and his steps were as light as snowflakes, as if every step was floating, quite immortal.

Chapter [-] The Patriarch, Zhang Sanfeng!

　　The two golden gongs were waiting.

　　The mysterious old man floating down from the mountain definitely does not belong to Wudang!

　　For the major ancient martial arts sects in Shenzhou, there are records in the Gengren department, but all those who are born after the recovery of spiritual energy will be recorded in the record.

　　But in their impression, there is no such an old man.

　　"Lifting the weight like a feather... When did Wudang have a general?"

　　The mace Jin Gong slowly lifted the mace weighing more than several thousand kilograms, the muscles all over the body burst, and the blood rushed like a big river, washing the walls of the blood vessels, like thunder.

　　beside it.

　　Jin Gong, known as Sister Bing, was motionless, but the ground beneath her feet was thickly frozen.

　　"Don't do it, don't do it!"

　　Yinluo Jiang Yu jumped down from the mountain road, slammed on the ground with a bang, and quickly said, "Two adults Jinluo, this Taoist priest is Wudang Zhenren Zhang, and he has no ill intentions towards us!"

　　"Zhang Zhenren?"

　　Mace Jin Gong glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "As far as I know, there is no such person in the roster of Wudang Mountain."

　　"It's a long story..." Jiang Yu smiled wryly.

　　The matter is too bizarre, who can believe that he has been in another world in the past two days?

　　Even if he said it directly, I am afraid that these two Jin Luos would not believe it, and would think that he was bewitched by a demon.

　　"Then don't say it!"

　　The golden gong holding a mace rose from the ground and smashed towards the old man floating down the mountain road like a magic mountain.

　　The terrifying force shook the air into visible ripples.

　　He moved too fast, decisive and sharp, but his eyes were calm, staring at the old man who was getting closer and closer.

　　"Huh? Don't hide?"

　　Seeing the approach, the mace Jin Gong was startled, and wanted to forcibly deflect the blow.

　　He wanted to test the strength of the old man, not kill him.

　　Who would have thought that the other party would not move!

　　At this moment.

　　The immortal old man showed a faint smile, and he unhurriedly stretched out a hand to meet the mace.

　　At the moment of touch, his palm seemed to stick to the mace, and with a slight flick, it was like a boulder falling into the boundless Wang Yang, and all the strength disappeared in an instant!

　　The golden gong staggered and almost fell to the ground.

　　But after all, he had experienced a hundred battles, and with a roar, he forcibly stabilized his body at a critical moment and turned sharply.

　　"boom"