The wind blows in all fields, and the sky is lightning and thunder.

The bull demon is eighteen, and the pig demon follows the monkey into the hut.

Xiaoxian had short legs and stood beside her grandfather.

"Grandpa, I'm so bored!"

"Hunting Picture" outside the world.

Ji Xueyi, who was as white as snow, stood up with a long body and cast two talisman banners.

The scroll is one foot away from the ground, isolated from the outside.

Talisman flags fluttered in the wind and flew.

With a few breaths, the light flashed, and the runes of wind, clouds, thunder and lightning on the banner became three-dimensional, and ran along the banner like a villain into the picture.

The princess with deep facial features and elegant temperament spoke to Ji Xueyi beside her: "There are also picture albums that I took from Chentang County Banri Bookstore that day in the hunting hut. It's a pity that I didn't bring them out."

Shen Xueyi smiled and said nothing.

I have entered the painting world and read books. There is a book called "The Great Sage". In the clip, it says that a monkey was refined in a elixir furnace. Ning Chang'an, who has written the book, is refined in the painting world.

What a coincidence! How interesting!

Painting world;

The sky is haze, thunder and lightning are flashing, and strong winds are blowing.

Ning Chang'an, Chen Yuhuo, grandpa and others did not have any abnormal feelings. However, the monkey had already felt aware of the little fairy who had insufficient cultivation.

In the words of Xiaoxian, it is heavy, as if something is pressed down.

Grandpa directly gave Xiaoxian a gas transmitter, and the little turtle spirit returned to normal.

The monkey looked at Wu Huangsu with his eyes wide open.

The Humper Shadow Escape Technique is superb, but its cultivation is only slightly higher than that of the Bull Demon Eighteen.

Ning Changan pulled the monkey, and a stream of it was entered into Yujing, and the monkey felt relieved.

The boy didn't know the taste of sorrow, and he was not a kid. The little fairy and the monkey who were running around went outside the hut, pointed and said, "The wind, cloud, thunder and lightning."

Ning Chang'an said concisely and expressed his opinion.

Grandpa's painting level is worse than that of the Bull Demon Eighteen, but he understands the principle of balance and restraint of everything, which is more profound than anyone present.

The grandfather with a bald head lit up said, "That's the reason, Chang'an is right."

Wu Huangsu thoughtfully analyzed: "In other words, if an ordinary scroll, the hut should not appear in the hunting picture, it will destroy the painting environment. Just like a bright outing picture, with fragrant grass, fresh breeze Buddha willows, and a line of egrets on the blue geese are the themes of the scroll, but the sudden appearance of a strong wind will make the strong grass appear unharmonious."

"That's what it means, thatched hut is a failure in painting realm. But hunting pictures are mainly refined, so that the hut is in harmony with this trend. Now Ji Huaiying has refined hunting pictures, and the painting realm has been upgraded. The hunting pictures have become magical artifacts, and the hut has also fulfilled its special mission."

"What then?" Wu Huangsu asked.

"The artistic conception is in line with the thatched hut. I am waiting for the grave." Grandpa spoke word by word.

Looking at the fine wine and pastries in the hut, Wu Huangsu sniffed and muttered: "The wine of the dead head is ready."

Chen Yuhuo tilted his head and looked at Ning Chang'an, "I'm sure the hut is the loophole, and if you break the boundary and get out, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

Ning Changan nodded: "Yes! But there is only one chance. If you fail once, you will be filled in the loophole. There will be no next chance, so you have to wait."

"Chang'an has an idea!" grandpa asked.

Ning Changan looked at the flashing lightning in the sky and nodded, "Take the momentum!"

Grandpa stroked his shiny head and thought of the scene where lightning struck his grandma in Ningchang'an outside Chentang County.

A "hiss" gasped in a cold breath.

Ning Chang'an wanted to borrow the power of Ji Huaiying's laws of sacrifice, refining and hunting map.

Grandpa didn’t know that Ning Chang’an could bless the lightning, and it was reasonable that it was always considered the magic of Ning Chang’an’s talisman.

"Chentang County is a thunder talisman, and now it is the natural force of the laws of the painting world." Grandpa said.

Ning Changan smiled, "As long as it is lightning, there will be no mistake."

Xiaoxian said without any restraint, "Grandpa, I want to see the pot being struck by lightning."

My grandfather beat her little head up very hard.

Chen Yuhuo laughed.

It is clearly a matter of life and death, but there is really no solemn atmosphere.

Hunting pictures separate from two worlds.

There is no sun and moon in the painting. Grandpa is a turtle spirit and has his own unique time sensing ability.

Since the sacrifice and refining began, everyone was in the hunting map for another ten days.

During the ten days, the wind, clouds, thunder and lightning gradually increased.

The impact has been fully reflected.

Little fairies, monkeys, pig demons, bull demons, Fengqiao, and Wu Huangsu all need appropriate input of energy to withstand the invisible but always-occurring pressure.

What has no effect is the paper beauty in the illusion of mirror flowers, water and moon, and the colorful beauty carrying sedan chairs.

Grandpa outside the hut brought in the air to Xiaoxian.

The little brat cursed with a finger at the sky with lightning.

"Damn it!"

Ning Chang'an immortal supported the head, "Children cannot swear, so take Guoguo for a ride."

The little fairy happily agreed.

With a "bang", a colorful paper sedan gathered from the "mirror flower, water and moon" appeared.

The monkey lying lazily on the ground jumped up.

On one side of the sedan chair, the yellow sand is long, and the monkey is walking alone with an iron stick.

Idol!

The happy little fairy had not yet entered the sedan chair, and the monkey ran and jumped into the monkey in the paper sedan chair.

In Caishikou paper-making shop, monkeys hide among paper people.

The painting world was constantly being imported into Ning Chang'an, and the monkey with outstanding talent increased greatly. He entered directly, and the Great Sage was possessed by the monkey.

Chen Yuhuo had a calm smile on his face, which was so interesting.

Then I saw Ning Chang'an taking a call.

The girl laughed and shook her head.

Then the person was pulled into the colorful sedan chair by the little fairy.

The pig demon Tiangou on the ground, and the bull demon Shiba looked envious.

The colorful sedan chair broke through the sky, flying slowly under the gloomy sky, with thunder and lightning rolling above it.

The monkey carrying an iron stick in the side drawing of the sedan chair grinned, put his left hand on his hips, and danced with an iron stick in his right hand.

The white ape with a tense face under the hut smiled.

Ning Chang'an people are on the ground, and they have more spiritual pens and knights in their hands.

A few strokes were swished and painted in the void.

"What are the boss doing?" asked Zhu Yaotiangou.

"Picture it!" Shiba said with his big eyes.

Tian Gou's eyes were swollen and he could not see anything.

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Yanliu Island, Nanping County.

The beautiful scenery of autumn water and the long sky, and the mist and the lonely wild goose flying together.

The sun sets and the dusk is shining.

The island is surrounded by lakes on three sides and backed by Fangtang Mountain. The island has a manor named Huaiyu Villa.

The villa is thirty-six courtyards.

The courtyard with deep trees is lush and lushly planted with willow trees of various shapes. Some have thick trunks, mottled bark, and vicissitudes of life. Some have tortuous shapes like graceful girls.

The hunting map hangs under a thick willow tree.

One meter above the ground, the talisman banners and runes flashed, and streams of light entered the scroll.

Shen Xueyi, standing in the setting sun, frowned.

Something strange appeared in the scroll.

There is an additional wooden pole in the direction of the hut, with long wooden strips. It is like a wind wheel when it rotates.
To be continued...