The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 327: Defeat, Ninth Stage of Painting (Two in One)

The sword energy reflected in the 22nd Dao Realm and directly slashed on Bian Ruxue's cheek, leaving a scar on her beautiful cheek.

But the wound healed in an instant, and Bian Ruxue's body returned to the abyss and disappeared. At the moment of injury, she avoided the sharpness of the sword.

When she appeared again, Bian Ruxue's eyes had become much more serious.

"The Supreme Soft Sword Intention is Completed!"

"Qingying has actually already cultivated the sword intent to perfection. Did he have an epiphany after the previous battle with Zhanlong?"

On the altar, the eyes of many saints and holy women became solemn.

The sword intent of many of them has not yet been perfected. To have perfect sword intent, the next step is to enter the Tao!

"Unfortunately, it's just a small trail."

A hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Holy Son of Haoyue, but he immediately shook his head slightly. Compared with his own Sun and Moon Avenue, they were all minor paths, and even if they were perfect, there was nothing to worry about.

"Qingying, since her master's accident, she has been studying sword skills on her own every day, and she hasn't fallen behind in her cultivation. It seems that the incident didn't affect her too much."

Yao Zu's gaze slightly focused. At such a young age, he was able to cultivate the sword intent to perfection. His understanding of the sword was quite terrifying.

If he is given another few hundred years, he will become a semi-saint of swordsmanship.

But evildoers who practice cultivation and compete along the way can easily die young.

On the battlefield, Bian Ruxue realized that the opponent's sword intent seemed to be perfect and more profound than her own, and the original restraint effect was wiped out at this moment.

She took a deep breath and gathered all the strength in her body into the sword bone in her spine. This icy sword bone was something she was born with, but it was obscured and only awakened after she met her sword saint master. At this moment, the strength was integrated into the sword bone, and her whole body exuded an icy cold air.

The temperature around became lower, but Bian Ruxue's aura was gradually increasing. The original strength in her body was transformed into sword energy after being transformed by the sword bone!

Whoosh!
She suddenly stepped out and performed the Guixu teleportation!
To reach the ultimate state of Guixu, one needs to practice many methods of controlling objects and push them to the limit.

With the instruction and guidance of the enlightened master, Bian Ruxue directly obtained the complete Sword Saint's Sky-controlling Art. After learning from his master, he cultivated it to perfection and opened up the Guixu realm within half a year.

Therefore, although she had practiced for a short time, she had basically reached all the extreme realms that could be reached.

When Guixu teleported in front of Lin Qingying, the vast sword energy in Bian Ruxue's body condensed, and with a swing of the sword, the world seemed to freeze.

Lin Qingying's Dao domain emerged layer by layer, with 28 levels of Dao domains, but at this moment it was penetrated and frozen by the cold air of ice and snow. The sword intent and laws in the sword domain were solidified, and with the offset of Bian Ruxue's own Dao domain, it was directly broken through!
When the sharp sword energy slashed over, Lin Qingying's sword light turned, and a tidal current seemed to spread out in the surroundings, wrapping around the sword energy, pulling it and turning it to one side. Then the wave-like sword intent surrounded it in the opposite direction, covering Bian Ruxue.

Bian Ruxue was secretly shocked, and suddenly she let out a low shout, her sword intent burst out, ice filled the air, freezing the wave-like sword force.

With a clang sound!
The two swords clashed, and the sharp sword energy was like a big axe, which pushed Lin Qingying back.

"Ice and Snow Sword Bone, no wonder he was accepted as a personal disciple by the Sword Saint. I heard that they met by chance in the human world."

"It matches his sword practice perfectly."

"With the Sword Master teaching me personally, there is no way I could make mistakes. I won't go astray even once."

On the holy platform, the eyes of the saints and saint maidens flickered. They did not expect that the youngest saint maiden was so capable that she could suppress Lin Qingying's perfect sword intent and 28th level of Dao domain with this ice and snow sword bone!
However, they could all see that Lin Qingying had not yet used her true strength.

After all, the perfect sword intent is more than that, and Lin Qingying also has a Tao body, but has not used it yet.

"Aren't you going to use the Dharma of Heaven and Earth?"

Bian Ruxue looked at Lin Qingying with calm eyes.

Compared with other saints, her biggest weakness is that she does not have the Dharma image of heaven and earth.

Others were at the Five Extremes Realm, but she was only at the Four Extremes Realm. When she was at the Jihun Realm, she was taken away by her master Jian Wudao, who sent her to the Qiandao Palace through a favor. The one who paid homage to Jihun was the real person at the Daofa Realm.

This resulted in her having no chance to attain the Dharma of heaven and earth in this life.

However, she met her current master, the Sword Saint, who told her that when she reached a bottleneck in her practice in this life, she could reincarnate and practice again, and her master would protect her. Only in the next life would she reach her true peak!

When Lin Qingying heard her words, she shook her head slightly and said nothing, but the energy in her body gradually turned into the Tao fetus. She had an innate vaginal fetus, and at this moment the energy was swirling in her abdomen, and her whole body seemed to turn into soft water-like power.

Only she herself knows the extent of her true strength after perfecting the Soft Sword Intent.

With her innate vaginal fetus in hand, she pushed the sword power to the extreme. She had intended to stay with the powerful enemy behind her, but now, she had to use this part of the power in advance.

As Lin Qingying's breath changed, Bian Ruxue quickly noticed it. Her eyes became solemn, and she didn't say anything. Instead, she condensed the sword energy in the sword bone and integrated it into the ice and snow sword intent. She raised the sword and performed the sword skills that she had practiced since childhood and later deduced to the current Dao level with the guidance of her master.

Snow world!

The sword did not move, but the biting cold air dissipated like ice cracking.

She suddenly drew her sword, and snow fell like a falling stone!
In an instant, it seemed as if heavy snow was falling from the sky and earth.

Countless snowflakes turned into thousands of sword beams, all of which were instantly transferred by Guixu to Lin Qingying.

It is equivalent to thousands of sword lights flashing instantly and freezing everything.

But Lin Qingying stood there, seemingly unable to react. The sword light gathered like falling snow, but penetrated through her body.

Very soft!

Soft and untouchable.

She was dressed in green, standing in the snow, surrounded by the churning sword energy in the sky, but even her hair was not blown.

She stood quietly holding the sword, just looking at Bian Ruxue quietly.

But such a horrifying scene made Bian Ruxue pale in comparison.

Everyone outside the venue was also shocked when they saw this scene.

"How can it be?!"

"Unharmed, unselectable, untouchable?!"

"Is this the perfection of the Supreme Soft Sword Intent?"

The many saints and holy maidens on the altar were also shocked. The methods displayed by Lin Qingying at this moment made many of them feel frightened and their scalps tingled.

"With the innate vaginal fetus and the extremely soft and perfect sword intention, Qingying is already halfway into the state of Taoism."

"Amazing! Although Shuiyue made a mistake, she also gained a good disciple for my Holy Land."

When Yao Zu and other semi-saints saw this scene, they showed admiration in their eyes.

The sword master standing in the center had an indifferent expression, without any change.

At this moment, Lin Qingying on the stage stood in the storm for a moment, then suddenly returned to the abyss and appeared in front of Bian Ruxue.

Bian Ruxue reacted extremely quickly, and the sword energy roared out like a silver dragon and slashed towards Lin Qingying.

But the silver dragon sword energy pierced through Lin Qingying's body, but Lin Qingying just raised his hand and swept the sword past. Bian Ruxue only felt a slight chill in her throat. She raised her hand to wipe it off. A trace of blood appeared on her fingertips, and the wound on her jade neck had healed.

But she knew that if the other party really used a killing move, it would not be as simple as just a scratch.

Bian Ruxue was somewhat dazed, and the sword energy in her body gradually dissipated, and the blizzard that was swirling around her also slowly disappeared.

"I lost."

A complex look flashed in her eyes. When she saw that the opponent had mastered the sword intent to perfection, she vaguely knew that this battle would not be easy to win. After all, she did not have the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth. However, she did not expect that the opponent did not use the Dharma Image either, and defeated her with swordsmanship alone.

Lin Qingying retracted the sword, said nothing, and just turned to look at the floating seat.

If it weren't for those three paintings that helped her perfect her sword skills, she might have been in a very embarrassing situation in today's battle, and the outcome would have been difficult to determine.

Even if there is one more Dharma image of heaven and earth, the effect will not be that great when the sword intent is restrained.

Noticing Lin Qingying's gaze, Bian Ruxue also looked in the direction. When she saw Li Hao's appearance, a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes, but she didn't think much about it.

Bian Ruxue had also heard about some of the deeds of this Saintess Qingying. She knew that her master had made mistakes and was imprisoned more than ten years ago. Because of this, no one had taught him for more than ten years and he could only practice on his own.

"Is your sword intention self-realized? I am not as good as you."

Bian Ruxue was silent for a moment and sighed softly. Only after coming here did she realize that there is always someone better than you and the prosperity of the world is far less than that of this place.

Lin Qingying retracted her gaze, and after hearing her words, she said calmly:
"I can't be considered self-enlightened even if someone practices swordplay with me."

Practicing sword skills with them... Bian Ruxue's eyes flickered. To reach their level, they all practiced sword skills on their own or sought guidance from a master. If someone could practice sword skills with them, he or she had to be at the same level as them, otherwise it would be meaningless.

Bian Ruxue didn't ask which saint accompanied Lin Qingying in her practice, as it was someone else's privacy.

However, these words brought back a scene from her childhood in the courtyard to her mind.

It seems... it has been a long time since anyone has practiced sword skills with me.

If he were to return to the human world, would he still be able to practice sword skills with me?
Bian Ruxue shook her head slightly. At that time, they were already on different levels, and the childhood playing house was finally gone.

She withdrew her thoughts and saw that Lin Qingying had turned around and left the stage. She also turned around silently and flew away from here, returning to the holy stage.

Seeing the two return, the eyes of the other saints flickered. They compared the power they displayed and weighed it with their own in their hearts.

The Dragon Slayer Saint had a rather unhappy expression on his face. He had hoped to draw Lin Qingying again today to avenge his previous shame, but the battle just now made him realize that it was a good thing that he did not meet her, otherwise he would have been even more embarrassed today.

If you lose once you can still say it was an accident, but if you lose twice it's just too complete.

And this time they will lose even faster.

The sword power was at its peak, coupled with the perfect fit with the Dao fetus, that state was simply invincible.

Lin Qingying felt the gazes of others, but her expression was calm and she did not react. She knew that if this battle was exposed, many people would regard her as a strong enemy.

But the path of the strong is never afraid of the cold wind and the biting cold.

……

"Qingying won!"

"That's amazing. What happened just now? The blizzard of sword energy couldn't hurt her."

Lin Shanhai and other alchemists were all excited, their faces full of surprise.

Although Bian Ruxue is young, he is the disciple of the Sword Master after all, so people cannot underestimate him.

And Bian Ruxue did show extremely strong skills, but Lin Qingying seemed to have completely surpassed her level and won in an overwhelming manner.

Many alchemists were cheering and congratulating Lin Shanhai.

Li Hao sat aside with a calm expression. He didn't expect that the first battle would be between the two of them. However, now he has regarded it as a normal battle. It makes no difference who he fights with.

Winning and losing is a common thing. You can only blame your skills on not being as good as others. If you are not as good as others, just practice more.

"Saint Xue'er lost. As expected, she is still too young!"

"That's pretty strong. You can reach this level at the age of 27. When we were 27, we were still hovering in the realm of true person."

"What? You reached the True Person Realm at the age of 27, so how come I'm still in the Four-Standing Realm at the age of 27?"

"Stop talking about that. My cousin is still in the Third Immortal Realm at the age of 27."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience and outside the venue. It was the first time they saw the youngest saint take action. Although she lost, many people realized that Bian Ruxue was very powerful and should not be underestimated.

Lin Qingying's performance undoubtedly gave people a great surprise. Many of the top inner sect geniuses felt bitter and finally realized what level of monsters these saints and saintesses were. In addition to the Saint Son Haoyue, there is now another saint with perfect sword intent.

The special state of the last move was simply unsolvable. If it were them, they would have no choice but to admit defeat.

With this victory, Lin Qingying advances to the top eight, while Bian Ruxue retreats to the loser group. She needs to win consecutive games from the loser group to advance to the top ten, which is more difficult.

Soon, a new round of fighting broke out.

This time, the two saints were evenly matched and the fight was hard to decide. The alternating use of the five extreme realms made the spectators outside the venue dazzled. In terms of the excitement of the viewing experience, it even surpassed the previous two matches.

After all, in the first two games, one side was obviously stronger than the other, so it didn't seem that intense.

When the battle was over, the entire battlefield was turned into a deep pit. One of the saints was covered in blood and fainted, while the other was in the same tragic state, with his body almost broken.

Such a brutal fight made the disciples outside the arena terrified. This was the battle between saint-level disciples.

Li Hao was also watching the battle quietly, and gradually collected the unique skills taught by these saints and saint daughters from their masters. These unique skills were not included in the Sword Tower and were the signature skills created by the semi-saints.

Although it was included in the panel at the moment, Li Hao also knew that it should not be used rashly. This kind of stealing knowledge was taboo.

However, after being recorded on the panel, it will be integrated with the insights of other techniques, and eventually another technique will be deduced. Even if it is used, there will be differences, so there is no need to worry about being detected.

And these included skills can add several levels of Taoism for Li Hao.

Soon, with the fierce competition for the quarterfinals over, it was time for three days of rest.

Next is the loser group competition, with eight people competing for two places to enter the top ten, and then the top ten finals.

After watching the race today, Li Hao felt that if Lin Qingying performed well, it would be no problem for her to get into the top three.

In addition to the Holy Son Haoyue, there is also a Holy Son Linghuan who has perfected the sword intent and is quite powerful.

The opponent's unique skill of phantom sword was naturally included in Li Hao's panel. After deducing it to the highest level, he comprehended it.

This sword intent was also integrated into Li Hao's self-centered sword intent, making his sword intent even sharper.

During the three-day rest period, Lin Qingying was still practicing sword skills in the yard. Li Hao felt that she was a little too tense. "Why don't you take a good rest and relax these few days?"

Li Hao saw that apart from eating and drinking, the other party basically spent all his time holding a sword, which was even more passionate than playing chess himself.

Lin Qingying opened her eyes and saw that Li Hao seemed to be going out. She asked in a rare tone, "Where are you going?"

In the past, Li Hao often went out, but she never asked about it.

"Go to the Sword Tower and find someone to go fishing. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Li Hao smiled.

Lin Qingying was surprised. The Sword Tower was the important place where the Sword Master was.

She thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go shopping with you."

Li Hao was a little surprised. It was just a casual invitation and he never thought that the other party would agree.

"Okay, let's go together." Li Hao said with a smile. Practicing sword all the time will easily lead to a bottleneck in thinking. Relaxing occasionally will be more conducive to practice. Just like playing chess and painting, he will switch between them. Otherwise, he will be immersed in one thing for a long time and ignore too many other scenery.

Occasionally looking at other scenery can stimulate your thinking, draw inferences from one instance to another, and give you new insights.

Immediately, Li Hao flew into the air and led the way.

Lin Qingying followed behind with a strange look on her face. Li Hao had only been in this holy land for a year, but now he seemed like a frequent visitor, feeling as if he was very familiar with the place.

On the contrary, although she had practiced in the holy land for many years, she had not actually seen the entire holy land. On weekdays, she mainly stayed in the courtyard eating, drinking, and practicing sword skills.

Soon, Li Hao brought Lin Qingying to the Holy Mountain. Many disciples along the way recognized Lin Qingying's appearance and exclaimed in surprise.

Li Hao was somewhat helpless. Having a saint girl around was like going out with a big star, which was a bit ostentatious.

Fortunately, the Sword Tower is a strategically located place and the disciples dare not linger, so it is very quiet here.

The sword servant saw Li Hao coming and his eyes fell on Lin Qingying behind Li Hao. He was a little surprised and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Qingying knew this sword servant. When she came to the Sword Tower to choose a martial art, she learned that he was the disciple of the Sword Master. He was extremely powerful and a leader in the realm of Taoism. Even the saints like them might not be able to defeat him.

After all, the other party is a saint-level disciple from the last era. He is now hundreds of years older than them, so his cultivation is naturally more terrifying.

"Come fishing and take her out for a walk."

Li Hao smiled.

The sword servant glanced at Lin Qingying. Lin Qingying's expression was calm, but her eyes were slightly turned away, as if she was a little unnatural.

The sword servant chuckled and said, "Okay, go ahead. The sword master is waiting for you. He also said that fishing is boring without you around."

Li Hao smiled in his heart. Although he and the Sword Master were very quiet when fishing, the feeling was completely different when they hooked each other. After being used to competing with each other, it was really a bit lacking when they went back to being alone.

After greeting the other party, Li Hao took Lin Qingying around the bamboo forest of Jianlou and walked towards Jianya.

Lin Qingying followed behind, but was surprised and curious. The other party was actually fishing with the Sword Master?
And it seems that he is very familiar with this place. He had been out before, could he be coming here?

Lin Qingying felt a little strange. The Sword Master was a Saint. Many Saints wanted to please him but failed. Li Hao had only been in the Holy Land for a year, but he seemed to be quite familiar with him. It was a little unbelievable.

Soon, when they arrived at the Sword Cliff, Li Hao saw that in addition to the Sword Master, Qiu Wuhen was also here.

Lin Qingying also noticed Qiu Wuhen and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Senior Sword Master."

Li Hao walked forward and greeted him with a bow.

The sword master turned his head slightly and glanced at Li Hao, and naturally saw Lin Qingying. He raised his eyes and said, "This little girl is here to fish too?"

Lin Qingying was stared at by the Sword Master, and her hair seemed to stand on end. She felt an indescribable sense of oppression, and she immediately bowed her head to greet him.

When she heard the Sword Master's question, she shook her head slightly: "I followed him to take a look, but I didn't expect to meet Senior Sword Master."

"Look, then take a look."

After hearing this, the Sword Master said nothing more.

Qiu Wuhen looked towards Lin Qingying, nodded slightly to her, and then said:

"I saw your battle. Your sword power was at its peak. It was amazing!"

"I also watched your battle. The Thousand Threads Sword was very impressive."

Lin Qingying replied in the same way.

The corner of Qiu Wuhen's mouth twitched slightly. In that battle, he was defeated miserably by the Holy Son of Haoyue.

When Li Hao heard Lin Qingying's words, he held his forehead with his hand. What kind of straight woman is this? Is this how she always greets others?

"Come, sit down."

Li Hao invited Lin Qingying to sit down at the edge of the cliff, and he returned to his old position. Then he condensed his energy into a line and threw it into the sword cliff.

Lin Qingying looked at the three people fishing and felt a little curious. Is there any meaning in doing this?
She looked at the Sword Master. To the Sword Master, this might be a hobby. The same was true for Li Hao, but to Qiu Wuhen...

"Are you trying to gain enlightenment on swordplay through this?" Lin Qingying was not stupid and he realized the purpose of his fishing.

Qiu Wuhen nodded slightly: "Not bad."

There was a thoughtful look in Lin Qingying's eyes.

Li Hao smiled at Lin Qingying and said, "Your extremely soft sword intent is also very suitable for fishing. You can feel the water conditions in detail and judge whether it has taken the bait. You can also try it."

When the Sword Master heard what Li Hao said, he laughed and scolded: "You kid!"

Obviously, it means that you are tempting people to commit crimes.

Li Hao smiled awkwardly, what he said was the truth.

Lin Qingying shook her head slightly. She was not interested in such things.

However, she did not leave, but sat quietly beside Li Hao, feeling the tranquility and naturalness.

Before long, Li Hao took the bait.

Lin Qingying looked and was surprised to see that what was caught was a real dragon.

"you again."

Li Hao couldn't help but stare when he saw that it was the dragon demon Ao Jie again.

Ao Jie was also dumbfounded and quickly begged for mercy.

They are almost becoming old acquaintances.

Li Hao had no choice but to unhook it and let it go.

When Lin Qingying heard what the dragon demon said, she knew that Li Hao was already a frequent visitor here. Her eyes fell on Li Hao's profile. Suddenly, her mind emerged with the day when she came back from training and heard an earthquake. She went to check and saw Li Hao seriously injured in a deep pit...

A slight blush appeared on her cheeks and she looked up into the distance.

When the sun set, Li Hao said goodbye to the Sword Master and Qiu Wuhen, then took Lin Qingying back to the Alchemy Court.

In the next two days, Lin Qingying did not practice sword anymore, but followed Li Hao to go fishing every day.

Qiu Wuhen didn't come, as if he was in seclusion.

After all, he needs to compete in the loser group in three days.

Lin Qingying sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the splashing water in the deep pool, her thoughts drifting away.

The Sword Master was chatting casually, but seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, he talked about the Softest Sword Art, allowing Lin Qingying to catch the sound of the Tao conveyed by the other party and vaguely glimpse the level after the perfection of the sword intent.

But it's just a hint of direction, it's still too long to really set foot on it.

On the fourth day, Lin Qingying went to watch the loser group competition, but Li Hao did not go. He came to Jianya on his own and continued fishing there.

For him, fishing is a form of spiritual practice.

"There is a battle going on there today, why didn't you go?"

The Sword Master asked with some surprise when he saw Li Hao coming again today.

Li Hao smiled and said, "I've seen it all before."

"Boy, don't you understand, or do you find it too boring?" The Sword Master looked at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to see through Li Hao's heart.

Ever since he learned that Li Hao was 28 years old and had cultivated to the 97th level of the Dao Realm, he knew that Li Hao's talent was beyond imagination and that he was a top-notch existence among the Sons of God.

“You don’t understand…” Li Hao said with a wry smile.

To say that it is too boring would be a bit too embarrassing, after all, those are the saints carefully cultivated by the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

The Sword Master rolled his eyes at him unhappily. If he couldn't understand it, he would just go and watch it. How could he have the leisure to come here?

He had been a saint for so many years, but he had never met such a weird guy like Li Hao.

Qiu Wuhen came here to fish in order to gain enlightenment about sword skills, but Li Hao's fishing had nothing to do with swords, it was really just a hobby.

Qiu Wuhen took the bait, his face expressionless, just like he was picking up a stone.

But Li Hao took the bait, and the excitement in his eyes was visible to the naked eye.

This emotion cannot be concealed, and only those who truly love fishing can have such an emotion.

"If you think it's offensive to watch the battle, there's no need to. Sooner or later, they will have to compete with the other two sacred places, or even the geniuses of the entire thirty-three worlds, for the title of the strongest. If someone can see their flaws after just a few glances, they deserve to lose."

The sword master said calmly.

Li Hao nodded. The current Sword God Battle was not only to select the strongest genius in the holy land, but also to select the top ten places to fight with the other two holy lands for the top ten strongest people in Canglan Realm.

Seeing that Li Hao was indifferent, the Sword Master did not try to persuade him any more. In his heart, he regarded Li Hao as another genius under the tutelage of the Supreme Saint. Sooner or later, he would meet the Holy Son of his own Holy Land in the battle of geniuses from the thirty-three realms. Li Hao did not want to peek. Although he thought it was nothing, he still admired this pride.

After fishing for half a day, Li Hao caught Ao Jie one after another. After repeatedly fishing for it, Li Hao's fishing experience had diminished a lot.

He felt helpless, so he put away the fishing line and said to the Sword Master:
"Senior, can you let me draw a picture for you?"

The Sword Master raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and soon thought of the famous painting of the Sword God War that Li Hao had drawn earlier. He smiled and said:

"If you want to draw, you can."

Li Hao was overjoyed and immediately took out a drawing board from the space of heaven and earth and started painting in front of the sword cliff.

The sound of the waterfall, the sword master wearing a bamboo hat and sitting quietly alone on the edge of the cliff, a bright and deep sword mark on the sword cliff opposite, with a sword energy that reaches the sky, all of this was captured in Li Hao's painting.

When depicting saints, Li Hao felt the difficulty of painting, which was completely different from painting other people.

He looked solemn and observed carefully, but he always felt that there was something mysterious about the other person. Careful observation while painting was different from daily observation.

What he wanted to capture was the other person's charm, but that charm was extremely ethereal, like a headless dragon, changing at any time and impossible to fathom.

When Li Hao got a glimpse of it, he suddenly felt a sharp sword energy like the buzzing of a bee exploding in his ears.

The Sword Master's expression changed slightly, he was a little surprised. It seemed that the sword art hidden in his body had been seen through by the other party?
"Hmm? Are you okay?"

The sword master looked towards Li Hao, only to see that golden blood was seeping out of Li Hao's eyes, and his eyes seemed to be cut and blinded.

He felt a faint sword intent from the other person's eyes. It was the sword art in his body that was spied on and reflected in the other person's eyes, cutting his eyes.

This was not done by him. He raised his hand and was about to retract the sword power, otherwise it would continue in Li Hao's eyes and Li Hao's eyes would not be able to heal.

"Senior, please leave me alone, I'm painting!"

Li Hao seemed to have noticed the other party's actions and spoke immediately.

The sword master was startled and looked at Li Hao intently. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the other party would paint the famous painting of the battle between sword gods.

The other party is not a sword fanatic, but a painting fanatic!

He is already infatuated with painting, and his obsession with painting even surpasses the obsession of many saints with kendo!

The Sword Master looked at him deeply. A person has only one heart. It is hard to imagine that a person who devotes his mind so wholeheartedly to painting can also study fishing so hard. What is more terrifying is that in terms of cultivation, he can actually reach the 28th level of the Dao at the age of 97!
Such a monster, even if he is the reincarnation of a saint, it is amazing.

At this moment, Li Hao's eyes were torn and blood was constantly gushing out, but the painting in his hand did not stop.

He paints from the heart!
As time passed, the outline on the drawing paper became clearer and clearer, and the silhouette of the sitting sword master gradually gained charm.

At first glance, it looks like an old man sitting upright, but upon closer inspection, it looks like a steep sword standing on the edge of a cliff!
But when I looked again, he was still an old man.

When the painting was finished, the two reflected sword forces in Li Hao's eyes were also transferred into the painting by him using the painting method.

As the painting took shape, Li Hao's eyes also regenerated and focused.

At the same time, a panel prompt appeared in front of him:
【Painting experience +372742】

[The eight-stage painting experience is full]

[Congratulations, you have realized the heart of the way of painting and have been promoted to the ninth level of the way of painting]

(End of this chapter)