Chapter 18 The Perseverance of the Creator
As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly felt that the world was vast!
The irritability in Li Zimo's heart disappeared, and a large amount of inspiration rushed down like a waterfall, allowing him to bathe in the ocean of inspiration.
With a fierce wave of his hand, the door to the room was slammed shut, and the fine rice paper floated in the air.
Afterwards, the Four Treasures of the Study were prepared. He picked up the ink-filled brush and threw it towards the rice paper in front of him.
The ink was splashed, and under the control of Li Zimo's exquisite spirit, every drop of ink rushed to where it should go. After a dozen breaths, it fell layer by layer, splashing out a painting with a Taoist charm.
In the seven-foot-tall painting, an unknown practitioner stands with a sword, and in front of him are hundreds of millions of evil spirits.
Although we are outnumbered, the unknown monk's back is like a mountain, like a sea-fixing needle in front of the black sea of demons, which makes people feel extremely calm.
Although he just made it casually, Li Zimo has shown the charm of the unknown monk, and the effect is several times better than Lin Yuan's original version.
Just looking at this painting, Li Zimo frowned.
Too ordinary!
In his heart, the unknown monk should be more calm and selfless.
He is the last hope of Zhengdao, so his appearance cannot be so clean, and his weapons should not be so neat.
He has to be dirty.
These dirts are not filth, but the honor on his body, proof that he has overcome the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the indispensable weight of his life.
He stretched out his hand, pulled out the ink on the rice paper, and then drew it again.
The unknown monk in the new painting looks quite embarrassed.
His robes were in tatters, and his magic weapon was full of scratches, but the other person's expression was still resolute, like a copper pea that couldn't be broken or cooked, looking firmly into the distance.
Compared with the previous ones, the Taoist charm of this painting is stronger, and the temperament of the unknown monk is more outstanding. Just by seeing the other person, one will be overwhelmed by the other person's demeanor, and understand that there are countless qualities in this person. story.
If you are an ordinary monk, you can be proud of painting such a painting.
But Li Zimo didn't.
He looked at the paintings in front of him critically, and then shook his head dissatisfied.
Still average.
He killed his comrade and left him a lonely child. How could such an ordinary painting be used to commemorate him!
Continue!
At this moment, Li Zimo was completely immersed in painting.
It was as if he had come into contact with a paintbrush for the first time. Painting was no longer a tool for breakthrough, but a channel for him to vent his emotions.
The despair accumulated before burst out at this moment, allowing his painting skills to continuously improve and move towards a higher level.
He felt as if time had stopped, the surrounding sounds disappeared, and the whole world was silent except for his own paintbrush.
He kept painting and revising. Every time he repainted, his skills improved by leaps and bounds, allowing him to constantly break through himself and reach a higher level.
After an unknown amount of time, he stopped.
At this time, Li Zimo became thinner and thinner, but his eyes were unusually bright.
Stepping back a few steps, he distanced himself from his new work, and then began to appreciate his most satisfying work.
Although there are only a few strokes, the unknown monk vividly displays his charm and temperament on the paper.
The vigorous vitality jumps on the paper, but behind the vigorous vitality, there is extreme forbearance and restraint.
The complex emotions allow one to feel the despair in his body, as well as the hope that remains strong even after being struck by despair countless times.
And this hope is the most precious part of the entire game, and it is also the most powerful weapon for the righteous way to fight against the Demon Sect.
No matter who has played "Survivor", after seeing this painting, they will believe that this is the protagonist and will not accept refutation.
The moonlight of history shines into reality at this moment, and the sacrifices of the past are reappeared at this moment through the characters in the game, giving this painting an inexplicable charm.
Taking a long breath, Li Zimo felt that the knot in his heart was being opened. Sitting weakly on the chair, he tilted his head and looked at the painting. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
His body was extremely tired, but his soul was jumping for joy.
This is no longer a painting.
This is atonement.
It was his atonement for his arrogance.
After looking at it carefully for a long time, a new idea came to his mind.
The grace of the unknown man cannot be witnessed by just yourself!
Other disciples are also qualified to see this man's grace and admire this outstanding man's grace together.
So, how can we let more people see it?
Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to the bamboo slips aside.
Although he still wants to play "The Righteous Survivor", after painting the most satisfying masterpiece of his life, his desire to play the game has decreased and been replaced by another desire.
He hopes to display his works through channels, hoping that other people can see his paintings, and hope that they can also get that wonderful touch.
Thinking of this, he picked up the bamboo slips.
"I didn't play "Righteous Survivor", I just wanted to add a little content here. I didn't violate my inner demon oath."
Build yourself mentally, Li Zi Mo directly pulled out the spells from the bamboo slips and looked at them one by one.
Although he is not as good as Master Wang Xian, Li Zimo is also a half-step golden elixir figure. He quickly classified the spells of "Right Path Survivor" and found out the spells that placed illusions in them.
Studying this part carefully, Li Zimo found that this place is quite exquisite.
In order to save space on the bamboo slips, Fang Wai specially cropped the pictures. Many pictures were reused as much as possible, and stretched as many times as possible. He used small-volume techniques to create huge sculptures. picture effect.
After roughly studying the principles of these spells, Li Zimo became more and more impressed by the mysterious Fang Wai.
"This Mr. Fang Wai is really a strange person. He can actually achieve such a powerful effect by combining illusions. I used to think that the other party was not good at painting, but now it seems that he should be for A necessary sacrifice for capacity.”
Although he understood, Li Zimo did not stop.
He carefully studied the principles, constantly understood its intention, and then pulled out various illusions, constantly optimized and replaced them, and added his own paintings into it bit by bit.
Adjusting the size of various resources, he tried little by little and kept experimenting.
When he finally put the picture in, he looked at the brand-new game illusion, and his heart was filled with strong emotion.
I did it!
Compared with before, the "Righteous Survivor" transformed by him became even more gorgeous.
All the capacity in the bamboo slips has been utilized by him, and the exquisite graphics have brought the quality of the game to another level, making it look even more fun.
Restraining his urge to play, Li Zimo secretly said it was a pity.
Although he put his paintings in, he still made a lot of choices due to the limited capacity of the bamboo slips.
If there were higher-end bamboo slips, or even jade slips used by immortal masters, then the quality of the game would be higher.
What's even more pity is that he can't play such a good game.
He can't play!
I really shouldn’t have sworn the oath in the first place!
But it’s okay. Although I can’t play, I can let other disciples play.
Rounding up, it’s equivalent to me playing it.
With a sigh, Li Zimo comforted himself, and then copied several copies of the contents of the bamboo slips.
With these replicas, he left in a hurry, ready to let others taste them.
Thank you for the 100-point reward from Suiyuan Reading Zhenjun, thank you.
(End of this chapter)