Chapter 719: Daolord Evodia
The six-stroke painting is actually a mystic technique legacy? At that moment, Meng Chuan understood everything.
The other 32 paintings on Holy Mountain of Painting contained Daolord Evodia’s cultivation insights. Only the six-stroke painting was a mystic technique.
I’ve never heard of such an inconceivable mystic technique. Meng Chuan looked around, and six-stroke runic seals appeared in the depths of his eyes. This mystic technique surpasses all the mystic techniques I’ve heard of.
At its largest extent, he could see the universe, the void, and all things. At its smallest extent, everything was within a grain of sand, formed by leptons.
As Meng Chuan observed, everything became a painting! Even a drop of water formed by leptons turned into a six-layered painting.
Everything in the River of Spacetime can become a six-layered painting in my eyes. Meng Chuan was shocked. The originally profound and incomprehensible laws are now much easier to understand.
Heaven Splitting law. Meng Chuan’s eyes looked at the Heaven Splitting law in the universe.
White Avian Hall had long prepared a cave abode for Meng Chuan on Clear Spring Island. The Essence Soul avatar in Clear Spring Island’s cave abode observed the Heaven Splitting law that operated under the spacetime laws.
It turned the Heaven Splitting law into a six-layered painting. The first layer depicted countless swimming tadpoles. The second layer depicted a bolt of lightning that tore through the darkness. The third layer depicted a dragon claw that ripped through everything. The fourth layer depicted countless intertwining threads. The fifth layer…
Meng Chuan only needed to study the six-layered painting separately to comprehend the Heaven Splitting law.
Comprehending the Heaven Splitting law instantly became ten times easier. Just by looking at the six-layered painting of the Heaven Splitting law, Meng Chuan felt a huge harvest surge into his heart. His insights improved by leaps and bounds.
Temporal law. Meng Chuan wasn’t in a hurry to study it; he tried to view the most important temporal law.
This time, he managed to extract the vast temporal law from the laws of spacetime with great difficulty. He formed a six-layered painting that was much more difficult to interpret.
The first layer was of a maggot advancing through a tunnel. The second layer consisted of three voids; there were countless tadpoles in each of the three voids. Even if one looked carefully, they would find the three voids identical. The third layer was of a surging river with countless tributaries; there were illusory images in the river as living beings floated in it. The fourth layer was a blob of light! This blob of light shot out billions of light beams. Every light beam contained everything in the universe. The fifth layer…
Oh? A six-layered spacetime law diagram? In the past, Meng Chuan felt that the temporal law was very esoteric. Therefore, he planned on comprehending the Heaven Splitting law first. He would use the two opposing laws as his foundation before slowly studying the temporal law.
But this time, each layer of the six-layered painting seemed very difficult to comprehend. However, Meng Chuan gained quite a lot from the six-layered painting when he cross-referenced them.
With the help of this mystic technique, it was clearly much easier to comprehend the temporal law than before.
Any Seventh Tribulation Eminence would probably go crazy over such a mystic technique, but I’ve never heard of it before. Meng Chuan also realized how terrifying this mystic technique was.
This mystic technique couldn’t increase one’s strength immediately. However, it made cultivation much easier. The previously difficult parts became easy to understand. The bottleneck that one couldn’t break through in the past would also be reduced to one that simply required diligent meditation.
Such a mystic technique can definitely be considered the number one mystic technique in the River of Spacetime. It doesn’t hide anything, and it openly remains on Holy Mountain of Painting! Countless Seventh Tribulation Eminences have observed Holy Mountain of Painting, but they seem to have learned very little. If they had learned a little more, it would be impossible for them not to have any information.
In fact, such a formulation had always been open to the public on Holy Mountain of Painting. Yet, Celestial Thearch Myriad Star and Hall Lord White Avian ignored it.
Oh? Meng Chuan’s expression changed slightly. The leptons that had been flowing in the world froze.
The leptons were completely still, so everything was naturally still. The timeline had stopped moving, but Meng Chuan could still move and cultivate. However, he could only live at this point in time; he couldn’t reach the next temporal node.
I’m an Essence Soul Seventh Tribulation Eminence. I actually caused the timeline in my area to stop? Meng Chuan knew very well how powerful he was.
When a Seventh Tribulation Eminence descended into a Chaos Hole’s core, the Chaos Hole’s core wouldn’t be able to maintain a large influence on time. They would even cause the Chaos Hole’s core to collapse gradually.
Meng Chuan saw it.
A black-haired, long-bearded elder appeared in the courtyard outside. He looked up at Holy Mountain of Painting.
I can’t sense any aura from him. It’s as though he doesn’t exist in this spacetime. Even Celestial Thearch Myriad Star and Hall Lord White Avian can’t transcend spacetime. Meng Chuan had his speculations as he immediately walked out of his study.
The long-bearded elder still looked up at the towering 45,000-kilometer-tall mountain wall and smiled. “What do you think of these paintings?”
“Daolord Evodia’s paintings are the most profound paintings I’ve ever seen,” said Meng Chuan from the bottom of his heart. The 32 complicated paintings were very impressive, and the six-stroke painting could be said to be the best mystic technique in the River of Spacetime.
The long-bearded elder turned to look at Meng Chuan. His eyes were very bright as he smiled and said, “I’m Evodia.”
“Greetings, Senior, I’m Meng Chuan.” Even though Meng Chuan had guessed that the other party was an Eighth Tribulation Eminence, he was still extremely shocked. He immediately bowed respectfully.
This elder was an Eighth Tribulation Eminence! How could Meng Chuan not be shocked?
Many Seventh Tribulation Eminences pursued the opportunity to meet an Eighth Tribulation Eminence their entire lives! Ancestral Master Archean Eon had only seen one Eighth Tribulation Eminence in his life.
Meng Chuan had cultivated for slightly over 7,000 years, and he was lucky enough to meet Daolord Evodia. Furthermore, he had loved painting since he was young. His love for painting was even greater than his love for sabers and swords. When he encountered the Eighth Tribulation Eminence—Daolord Evodia—who had the highest painting accomplishments in the River of Spacetime, Meng Chuan naturally felt immense respect for him.
“These paintings of mine can only be considered ordinary,” Daolord Evodia said.
“But I find them mysterious and unfathomable, especially the one in the middle. It’s even more impressive.” Meng Chuan pointed at the six-stroke painting in the middle of the towering 45,000-kilometer-tall mountain wall.
A single painting that allowed him to master a mystic technique made Meng Chuan admire Daolord Evodia even more. He is truly impressive!
“Of the 33 paintings on the mountain wall, only this one wasn’t painted by me.” Daolord Evodia smiled at Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan blinked. It wasn’t painted by him? How is that possible?
“These 33 paintings clearly have auras that are connected as one,” said Meng Chuan. Even though the timeline had stopped and Meng Chuan and Daolord Evodia existed at this temporal node, causing everything else to become ordinary, the 33 paintings still gave Meng Chuan endless pressure.
“This is how powerful Master is,” said Daolord Evodia with a sigh. “After I reached the Eighth Tribulation realm, I placed my insights into the painting on the mountain wall. This is also a hobby of mine. When I drew 19 paintings, Master passed by this universe and saw my paintings. He was intrigued and used the aura of my 19 paintings as a catalyst to draw this six-stroke painting.
“I sensed it when a cultivator drew on my Holy Mountain of Painting, so I descended upon that temporal node and was lucky enough to meet Master. The six-stroke painting used my previous 19 paintings as the source. I immediately comprehended them after seeing the six-stroke painting and immediately kowtowed to thank Master.” A look of reminiscence appeared in Daolord Evodia’s eyes. “Thus, I was lucky enough to become Master’s disciple—his in-name disciple.”
“In-name disciple?” Meng Chuan was shocked.
Daolord Evodia was an Eighth Tribulation Eminence, yet he was only an in-name disciple?
“There’s no need to be surprised; this is already a great opportunity for me. Many Eighth Tribulation Eminences have searched their entire lives, but they haven’t been able to see Master.” Daolord Evodia looked at Meng Chuan. “Back then, I asked Master if he wanted to conceal this six-stroke painting. Master said that this was a mystic technique he created for the Painting Dao. It can be viewed by all living beings. If anyone learns this mystic technique, they can head to Dry Origin Mountain. Passing the test there allows them to become Master’s in-name disciple.
“But ever since Master left behind the six-stroke painting, nobody has been able to comprehend it other than me. Until today!” Daolord Evodia looked at Meng Chuan. “Finally, someone has learned this mystic art.”
Meng Chuan was secretly alarmed. After all these years, he was the only one to learn this mystic technique after Daolord Evodia.
“Let’s go. Follow me to Dry Origin Mountain,” Daolord Evodia said.
“Where’s Dry Origin Mountain?” asked Meng Chuan.
“It’s naturally outside the universe.” Daolord Evodia grabbed Meng Chuan’s arm.
Whoosh!
Spacetime distorted and transformed into a blur. The River of Spacetime could no longer restrain them.
The two of them had already left this universe.
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