Sign in for a Hundred Years, I Will Become a Peerless Sword Immortal

　　 Meng Fan entered into the Mercury Gourd with the Great Dream of Qianqiu.

　　 Now the Juggernaut is by his side, he needs to be more careful in his cultivation, and a carelessness will reveal his true cultivation level.

　　Practicing in the water star gourd, it is a good cover for breath fluctuations.

　　 Meng Fan stretched out his hand to touch the painting, and suddenly there was a strange connection between the soul and the painting.

　　The Great Dream Qianqiu Picture is a magic weapon of the fairy family, and you need to recognize the Lord first.

　　 The Mercury Gourd and Innate Sword Fetus that Meng Fan obtained before are innate spirit treasures, which have not been used by anyone. Meng Fan only needs to blend in his own breath to make the spirit treasure recognize the master.

　　 But the Great Dream Qianqiu Picture is not simple. It is the treasure of the painting sage, and the painting sage is its first owner. If you want to refine this treasure, you must first remove the previous traces.

The treasures rewarded by the system are all without owner. The Great Dream Qianqiu Tu has no owner now, but it is not easy to become its owner, because it gave birth to Turing, possesses self-awareness, and has a natural control over others. This kind of resistance, escape emotions.

　　 This is like looking for a spouse!

　　 Congenital Sword Titus and Mercury Gourd are like young girls who haven't been out of the pavilion, while Da Meng Qianqiu Tu is already a divorced young woman.

　　 There is no better or worse between the two. Each has its own advantages. The girl is pure but inexperienced and needs to be cultivated slowly. On the contrary, as long as you get the approval, you can use it directly and happily.

　　 Meng Fan learned the refining method from the system, combined with his understanding of the spirit of the device, and began to release his spiritual mind to communicate with Turing.

When he was in the Sword Tomb of Shu Mountain, Meng Fan had already passed thousands of sword spirit ditch, especially the seven or eight layers of holy swords. Their sword spirits were very mature. Meng Fan relied on his own clear sword heart and kendo heavenly eyes. , Can quickly establish friendly relations with them, it can be said that Meng Fan understands those sword spirits very well and has rich experience.

　　 Now Meng Fan doesn't have the same affinity for painting Dao as Kendo, so I can't worry.

　　 This is the same as hooking up a girl. There is no perfect first impression, so you need to get in touch slowly, especially if you want to dream of a great dream, you have to weaken its guard a little bit.

　　 Meng Fan’s spiritual thoughts penetrated into the picture. At this time, Qianqiu Tu's light flashed, and the four characters rippled like water waves. The drawing paper was instantly dark, and a strange force pulled Meng Fan into the world in the picture.

　　 Meng Fan opened his eyes again, he was already in a white world, and in front of him was a black brush with a white tip.

　　 The writing brush was jumping in the air, circling around Meng Fan, seemingly curious about Meng Fan.

　　Hello... Meng Fan tried to communicate with the brush with his mind, then stretched out his hand and put it in the air.

　　 The brush stayed on Meng Fan's palm for a while, and then the tip of the pen turned a circle, as if painting in the air, suddenly a flash of light flashed, and a red apple fell into Meng Fan's palm.

　　 "Magic pen!" Meng Fan was surprised, a smile appeared on his face, touching the apple was very real, the brush beating actively in front of him, although he had no eyes, Meng Fan could feel it looking at him expectantly.

　　 Meng Fan put the apple in his mouth and took a bite.

　　 Ga!

　　 The apples are crisp, juicy and delicious.

　　 "So sweet!" Meng Fan praised.

　　 Then the brush danced wildly in the air, and the white world suddenly turned red, and an apple rain buried Meng Fan.

　　 "Fuck, enough is enough!" Meng Fan hurriedly uttered divine thought transmission.

　　 peeled the apple and exposed his head, the writing brush swayed in front of him again, like a kid asking for credit.

　　 The writing brush is very hospitable!

　　 "Come on, I teach you, Apple is not painted like this."

　　 Meng Fan stretched out his hand again, letting the brush lie in his hand as if he opened his arms.

　　 The brush hesitated for a moment, and lay in Meng Fan's sincere eyes.

　　 Meng Fan held the brush, and suddenly a strange connection formed. He felt the pen in his hand, as if it could turn his imagination into reality.

　　 "If you want to give me unfinished apples, you can draw an apple tree full of ripe apples, so if I want to eat it, I can pick it anytime."

　　 While talking, Meng Fan imagined an apple tree full of fruits, then waved the magic pen in his hand and painted in the air, and soon an imaginary apple tree appeared in front of him.

　　 The writing brush became more active, leaving Meng Fan's hand to shuttle through the apple tree just drawn, observing the apple tree.

　　 Then it waved the tip of the pen, and the apples that were drawn all over the ground just flew to the tree and hung between the branches.

　　 Meng Fan looked at Huantuo's brush, and knew that this is Turing. The spirit of the instrument can be presented in a variety of ways. It is essentially a group of souls, and you can choose different carriers.

　　 The brush flew back, and its nib was on the center of Meng Fan's eyebrows. A white light flashed. Meng Fan opened his eyes again, and he had entered a new world.

　　 The world of Confucianism and Taoism, this world is the closest to Wenquxing, and the light of the stars illuminates the whole world.

　　The literature is used to convey the Tao, and all scholars can cultivate a vigorous righteousness and gain strength through the literary attainments of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry and other aspects.

　　 This is a world respected by scholars, and the knowledge is the same as the swordsmanship of the Sword Spirit Continent.

　　 Meng Fan's consciousness came to a teenager, but it was just consciousness, and he couldn't influence the teenager's behavior.

　　 The young man was named Wu Chu. He was born in a literary family, and his father was a generation of Confucian scholars.

　　 However, he doesn't like reading, he prefers to paint, and he is slowly ignored by his father. At this time, the Confucianism and Taoism are not obvious in the world of painting, and only scholars can get ahead.

　　 One day he skipped class to play by the river and found a magical paintbrush.

　　 The boy was very happy, he kept his pen, and went to sleep with his paintbrush all day long.

　　 He was immersed in his own paintings, unknown, once ignored, and his family regarded him as rubbish, lunatic, and ignored him.

　　 Fifty years passed unconsciously.

When one day, the four great monsters invaded the world of Confucianism and Taoism with millions of monsters, and they wanted to destroy the human race. Scholars took action to kill the monsters with poetry and articles, but there were many monsters ~ www.ltnovel.com~ powerful, The scholar suffered heavy casualties, the great scholar was stained with blood, and Wen Sheng was injured, unable to stop the power of the monster.

　　 Just when everyone was desperate, he left the customs, holding a magic pen, using blood as ink and heaven and earth as a picture scroll, splashing ink in the air to paint, alone fighting the four demon saints alone.

　　 After killing the four great monsters, he used the skins of the monsters as materials to paint, and finally painted them, including all the millions of monsters in the painting.

　　 He became famous in the first battle, became the first sage in the Confucian and Taoist world to enter the Tao with painting, and was awarded the title of painting saint.

　　 One hundred years later, he proclaimed the Tao with paintings and ascended to the realm of God.

　　 The original paintbrush has become a magical brush in his hands, giving birth to consciousness.

　　 Then he wandered in various worlds, experienced different professional lives, enlightened the heavens, and painted everything he saw.

　　 Finally, after a thousand years, he has completed his big dream.

　　 At this point, Meng Fan's consciousness has finally returned!

　　 When Meng Fan opened his eyes again and looked at the apple tree in front of him, there was a trance that spanned a thousand years.

　　 He has just experienced a thousand years of painting fairy Wu Chu.

　　 For a while, I couldn't tell whether I was Meng Fan or Wu Chu.

　　 "Qianqiu!" Meng Fan whispered, Qianqiu, this is the name of the magic pen.

　　 The Great Dream Qianqiu Picture, which was completed by Wu Chu and Qianqiu together. The Great Dream is Wu Chu who compared his life to a dream.

　　 Qianqiu flew over, jumping in front of Meng Fan's eyes.

　　 Meng Fan held it in his hand and touched it lightly, a sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

　　 In the memory of just a thousand years ago, Qianqiu Pen is his only companion from beginning to end.

　　 At this time, Meng Fan heard a voice in his mind.

"the host!"

　　 He finally got the approval of Qianqiu Pen, which also means that he became the owner of the Great Dream Qianqiu Picture.