Li's mansion, backyard.

At this moment, in the pavilion, Song Daosheng stood in front of the painting with his pen and frowned, and he had not started writing for a long time.

The table beside him and the floor were full of sketches he drew.

But more than an hour later, he still did not draw the most satisfactory picture.

"Such a stunning and peerless appearance cannot be destroyed in my hands."

The Song Dao Sheng's eyes were solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

At this moment, he finally understood why the hexagram master said that he would make a breakthrough in his painting skills after seeing the owner of the portrait.

Mr. Li's appearance was shocking. If he could draw it intact, even if he only showed half of it, his painting skills would have made new breakthroughs.

Song Daosheng frowned and kept sketching on the drawing paper. Even though he was already excellent enough, he still said that the drawing paper was crumpled into a ball and threw it on the ground.

The drawing paper he brought had long been used up, and now all he used were sent by Li's mansion.

"No, no, no, or no!"

Song Daosheng's eyes were covered with bloodshot at this moment, and his whole body looked like a madman, and a strange aura appeared on his body.

When Li Yu came back in the car and saw this scene, his eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly.

"The breath on him is very familiar..."

The golden light flashed between Li Yu's eyebrows, and the originally inaccurate aura suddenly became rich and clear.

"Young Master, what's wrong with him? Do you want me to go over and take a look?"

Chu Xian took his eyes back from Song Daosheng, bowed to Li Yu, and said respectfully.

He said the wrong thing in the car before and wanted to show it now.

"He has realized the truth, don't go over and disturb him, let the people around him retreat."

Li Yu shook his head and stopped him.

"Young Master, what is enlightenment?"

Li Yan spoke out in confusion beside him, but he didn't see how the other party seemed to have realized the truth.

Song Daosheng believed that he was crazy and said he was crazy.

Chu Xian also looked at him, quite curious about it.

"Do you know the epiphany?"

Li Yu glanced at the two of them and asked.

"Know."

Li Yan and Chu Xian both nodded. As martial arts practitioners, they realized that they would understand a little.

"Enlightenment is similar to enlightenment, but the former is more targeted than the latter."

Li Yu explained: "Sudden enlightenment can include anything, practice, realm, supernatural powers, etc. Enlightenment only refers to the monks understanding their own way."

"If you compare enlightenment to one to ten, then enlightenment is one of the numbers. One refers to the general and the other refers to the special."

"However, whether it is enlightenment or sudden enlightenment, the understanding and luck of monks are very high, and it is hard to find."

"So that's it!" Li Yan looked surprised, and he didn't expect that an ordinary painter would have such an opportunity.

Chu Xian was even more shocked. He was an absolute martial arts novice among the people present, and he had too much knowledge to know.

When he came to his senses, his eyes at Song Daosheng suddenly became different, full of envy and jealousy.

If I could get the opportunity to enlighten the truth, I would definitely leave a deep impression on the king.

"That young master, is the chance of the other party succeeding in enlightenment?"

Li Yan also envied Song Daosheng, and he had never met him and realized the truth.

"I don't know." Li Yu shook his head gently and answered made everyone present a little surprised.

"It is a good opportunity to realize the truth, but whether you can realize it depends entirely on yourself. If you succeed, there will be a smooth road ahead of the True Pill Realm; if you fail, it will affect your mood at the least, and if you are in trouble at the worst, it will become a devil."

He realized the truth and realized a lot, and naturally understood the risks.

"Don't disturb him during this period. If the other party has any needs, please meet them. If you can't do it, come to me again."

Li Yu did not stay at the scene, and there were too many people around him, which would affect the other party's enlightenment.

When Li Yan heard this, he immediately asked everyone in the garden to retreat outside.

In an instant, only Song Dao Sheng was left in the huge garden.

Li Yu also moved elsewhere and waited for the result here.

The Song Dao Saint who was trapped in the state of enlightenment could not detect the passage of time.

The golden crow falls west in the sky, and the moon rabbit rises in winter.

The garden is surrounded by candlelight, and precious night pearls dispel the darkness, making the entire pavilion look like daytime.

Song Daosheng immediately stopped drafting on paper. His eyes closed and his consciousness came to a strange space.

Here, the grass is green, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the Song Dao Sheng holds a paintbrush and keeps painting on the paper.

One, two...six...

"I succeeded!"

After countless paintings were drawn, Song Daosheng excitedly held a painting.

The painting shows a young man in blue clothes, slightly facing away, looking into the distance, with a smile on his lips, and an outstanding temperament on his body.

It is obvious that just standing there gives people the illusion of the center of heaven and earth.

The most attractive thing is the other person's appearance.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, beautiful and handsome...

All the words that describe beauty in the world seem to be too much to use on him.

It was obviously just a painting, but it gave people a feeling of living, as if standing in front of you.

"Ha ha!"

In reality, Song Daosheng suddenly opened his eyes, he laughed loudly, and he picked up his pen and landed on the scroll in front of him.

As his brush fell, the noble man on the painting finally had a face.

Every time Song Daosheng swung a stroke, he had an extra momentum.

When the thirty-six strokes fell and the painting was completed, his aura also reached its peak!

boom!

The scroll emits golden light, and endless clouds and mists fly out, dissipating towards the surroundings.

Song Daosheng's eyes were like torches, and his body was astonishing as he swept around.

The pen is shocked by the wind and rain, and the painting is like a weeping ghosts and gods!
Chapter completed!