Xue Yihan thought about it, then looked down at the chaotic baby in her arms.

"If you have any idea, I just think that you must be the most beautiful person in the world."

"Well?" Ming Wu Yan looks up and is shocked to see that the snow is easy to be cold.

"Snow is easy to be cold. If I told you, I had a similar idea in my mind just now! I also think you are more beautiful than the people in the picture. Do you think there is any secret in it? "

Snow easy cold stares at the blank prophecy scroll on his hand to see again and again, "don't know, didn't discover what secret temporarily."

"Why don't we draw on it?"

Ming Wuyan took the prophecy painting on Xue Yihan's hand, put it on the table, and then found a pen for Xue Yihan.

Xue Yihan smiles, then sits down beside her and tries to draw on the blank scroll.

But when he drew a stroke, the handwriting disappeared.

It seems that he did some useless work.

Bright fog Yan slightly surprised, "ink does not enter the paper."

She also took the pen on Xue Yihan's hand and tried to draw a few strokes, but the result was the same.

After thinking about it, she simply took out her magic pen and tried to draw a few strokes on it.

To her surprise, even if the pen was robbed by God, it could not leave more traces on it, let alone words and paintings.

"Snow is easy to be cold. Have you ever seen such paper?" Ming Wu Yan looked up at the snow easy cold standing in front of her eyes.

Xue Yihan shook his head lightly, "No. I've never seen my master use it before. "

Moreover, the paper feels no different from other scrolls.

Unable to enter the ink, which made him feel very strange.

Ming Wu Yan felt it carefully, and didn't find any special seal and forbidden technique on the blank scroll.

So, holding her chin, she looked at the picture scroll on the table, but also some helpless.

"We can't recognize it. We can't see it. It's OK. The God of Tianlu Temple knows more about these pen, ink and paper research. Maybe you can ask him. " Xue Yihan looks at the chaotic baby with a smile.

The girl had a sleep, and the master's prophecy scroll appeared.

It seems that this is not a coincidence, master may really think chaos baby can find a solution.

This blank prophecy scroll must have deep meaning.

"Then I'll go to Tianlu Temple together." Ming Wu Yan stood up.

"Well. Go ahead! Let me know if you have any news. " Snow easy cold will chaos baby into the arms of a kiss, this just let her go.

The bright mist Yan is sweet for a while, came back to kiss the cheek that kisses snow easy cold again, this just leaves.

She took the blank scroll and went to Tianlu hall as the God of Beiyan.

The God of Tianlu temple was surprised to see that Yanjie came to Tianlu temple in person.

Generally speaking, if something happened, the girl would summon him to the temple as Yanjie's adult.

Now, she actually came to Tianlu temple as the God of Beiyan. It's hard to see. Does she want to see something in Tianlu temple?

Therefore, he immediately set up a special seal in his main hall. Then he asked, "what's the emergency of Beiyan God?"

Mingwuyan nodded. She put the blank prophecy scroll on the table, and then said to the main god of Tianlu Temple: "Lingkun Zunren, I want you to help me look at this scroll. Can you see what material it is?"

The God of Tianlu Temple immediately came over, picked up the scroll and looked at it.

However, after watching for a long time, he did not find anything different.

Ming Wu Yan said, "I found that this scroll can't be inked."

"No ink?" There was a flash of surprise on the face of the God of Tianlu temple.

He immediately picked up the pen and drew a few strokes on the blank scroll.

As a result, to his surprise, all the strokes on the scroll really disappeared.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly his hand shook.

"Beiyan God, I want to try this scroll in an extreme way. Don't you have any opinions?"

Bright mist Yan nods, "have no opinion. Please try, Lingkun

Now she just wants to understand the picture. It's impossible for xuantianzunren's prophecy scroll to have no intention.

The God of Tianlu hall first put down the painting, then took out a row of five element spirit candles, lit the fire, and then picked up the scroll again and baked it on the paper.

The flame of the five elements spirit candle just attacked the whole picture scroll, and the scroll caught fire instantly, but the paper was not damaged.

Moreover, in the blink of an eye, the flame on the scroll went out.

Seeing this scene, Ming Wu Yan opened his eyes.

"This paper is not afraid of the fire of the five elements?"

The God of Tianlu Temple nodded, "now try the water of five spirits, five elements and five acids."

He also took all kinds of pots and poured them with water, acid rain water, corrosive water and immortal waterAll kinds of water immersed in the paper, but this paper is no different.

This time, a surprise flashed in the eyes of the God of Tianlu temple.

When Mingwu Yan saw the expression of the God of Tianlu temple, he knew that he might have known what it was.

So she waited quietly for his conclusion.

The God of Tianlu Temple took a deep breath and then said, "if I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid it's the man in the painting in the six realms."

"What else? The first time I got the painting, I had the idea of the person in the painting. But what is the person in the painting? "

However, the person in the picture in her mind is Xue Yihan.

The God of Tianlu temple said with a smile, "that's right. That is to say, there must be a purpose for the things that Xuantian reveres people. The man in the picture is naturally the man in the picture. The man in the painting is not limited by any space. Paintings can be handed down to later generations and can appear anywhere. "

Ming Wuyan suddenly realized, "the meaning of respecting people by Lingkun is that people can enter the painting world, and they are not limited by the forbidden force. Is that the meaning?"

The God of Tianlu Temple nodded, "that's what I mean. When a person enters a painting, he becomes the person in the painting. "

The finger of bright mist Yan caresses that blank drawing paper gently.

Before, this painting also extended to the height of one person.

That means, let her paint.

In this way, can she enter and leave the animal spirit space world and the desolate sea?

Thinking of this, her heart calmed down.

But she soon had another problem.

"Once a person enters a painting, can he come out again? What are the limitations of this painting? "

The God of Tianlu Temple sighed, "it's not clear. I've only seen such a secret record before, saying that the man in the painting can be used to preserve the spirit and body of man. However, the man in the painting has a master. If the master's breath is not removed, no one else can enter the painting. "

"Is it?" Ming Wu Yan fell into deep thinking.

It seems that she has to think about it.