"As for where the ink dots come from... Of course, this world is fed from. The Mo Palace collects ink capsules, and most of the ink capsules will be taken to the Mo City in the center of the mainland and sacrifices on the Tiantai of Mo City. Then the existence of the heavenly way in our world will distribute the corresponding ink dots to the ink dot orders of the twelve ink halls. Unless the corresponding ink capsules are registered by the Mo Palace, no one can imagine drawing a little ink dot from the ink dot orders!"

"In the dark, there is the order of heavenly way to maintain operation!"

As he said that, the tall and thin Taoist priest had already become a little intoxicated, and seemed to be very imagining about the way of heaven in the dark.

But Lin Hao accurately grasped one problem, that is, the painting world is actually all operating under the control of the so-called heavenly way.

So what is the Heavenly Dao?

The heavenly way in the ancient world of Xianzang was formed by the remaining will of the two ancestors of the Starry Sky and Tianji Sect.

So the way of heaven in this painting world... isn't it the will of the old man who created this painting world, the Ten Supremes of the Starry Sky and Tianji Sect?

Lin Hao's heart beat a little, and he seemed to think of how to pass this level! The person who guarded this level could only be the way of heaven in this world formed by the will of the old painting?

?

As long as you can communicate with the heavenly way in this world, will there be hope of passing the test?

But, how to communicate?

Lin Hao frowned. He himself possessed the identity of the Lord of the Heavenly Dao Realm of the Ancient Immortal Cang. In this painting world, even if he did not have the identity of the King of Realms, he could control the laws of heaven and earth in this world.

But no matter how he controls, he cannot contact the heavenly way of this world.

So, what about Mocheng?

Didn’t this tall brother just now say that the twelve Mo Halls need to take the collected Mo Bags to the Mo City’s sacrificial platform to the Heavenly Dao every month. Isn’t that just communicating with the Heavenly Dao?

Lin Hao could hardly help but set off immediately and went to Mo City in the middle of the continent to take a look, trying to communicate the way of heaven in this world.

But he immediately frowned and gave up the idea.

After all, if we could really communicate the way of heaven in this world from the Tiantan of Mo City, then the old lady of the Ji family who had been here for more than 30 years would not have tried it.

But the old woman still stayed here and even brought up a gang.

This is enough to show that even if the sacrifice platform in Mocheng can communicate with the Heavenly Way, it can only exchange the Ink Bag with the Heavenly Way, and cannot communicate directly with the Heavenly Way, that is, the will of the Old Hua.

So, what if I become a world general, or even a world king?

If the king of the realm is not good, then what if he becomes the legendary realm god, that is, the god master?

Having said that, those people thought he was the Lord of God at the beginning, probably because he did not have any identity as a king of realms, but he used the power of the laws of heaven and earth that the king of realms could control?

To become a world god, one hundred million ink dots are needed.

Lin Hao raised his hand and patted his forehead, secretly scolding him for thinking about something good. One hundred million ink dots, that is one hundred million ink beasts. Even if he hunts the ink beasts without sleep, it will take dozens or hundreds of years to kill them. What's more, there are probably not one hundred million ink beasts here to gather together to kill them for him?

Otherwise, those realm kings would have killed 100 million ink beasts long ago and become what realm god?
Chapter completed!