Chapter 463 - 301: Integration of Calligraphy and Painting, Qi Rhythm White Light, [Book and Painting Realm]_4

Chu Ming left his master, and it was the time of the rooster’s crowing.

Returning to the Chu Mansion, Fang Xiao felt relief.

"Young master, how was it?"

"It’s fine, don’t worry."

"Good."

"..."

Chu Ming returned to his room, closed his eyes to rest for a moment, and then took out a scroll of painting.

This painting was precisely the Crown Prince’s piece of "Qin."

As the scroll unfolded, the vast Qin Capital leapt into view.

This was a bird’s-eye view painting of Qin Capital, created by that National Guardian Realm individual.

Chu Ming gazed at the scroll, the sky in the Sea of Consciousness rolled like ocean waves.

Truly a work of the National Guardian Realm, a mysterious feeling welled up naturally.

He first closely observed it, memorizing all the contents of the scroll, then put it away, took out white paper, and began to draw.

From Imperial Avenue to small alleys at the end of the street, from restaurants, inns, Guan family residences, to the high walls of the Imperial City...

Buildings appeared under his brush, and characters came alive.

Unknowingly, from dawn to morning, and from morning to noon.

Fang Xiao came by several times, but the door remained closed, so he retreated on his own.

Su Xin brought breakfast porridge and lunch, knocked on the door a few times, but left without response.

Outside the room, snowflakes flew, while inside, ink and brush danced.

As the gray sky returned once more, the paper already depicted a scene of the Qin Capital under falling snow.

This painting is "Qin," yet not "Qin."

"Let’s call it ’Xue Qin’."

"Qin" is the Qin Capital of summer, while this is the Qin Capital in snow.

Putting down the brush, Chu Ming sat cross-legged.

In the Sea of Consciousness, the sky of the scroll was no longer rolling, the four lakes had calmed, the expanding white mist in the Sea of Consciousness hung still, as if everything in the space was frozen.

Suddenly, at the junction of the already expanded white space and the undeveloped gray space, there seemed to be a point of black light appearing, like ink or abyss.

Then, a second point of black light, a third point of black light...

The black lights connected into lines, the lines formed surfaces.

At a certain moment, countless black lights seemed to outline a word, a painting.

Words became phrases, phrases became sentences, sentences became passages.

The passages and the paintings combined, seeming to form an independent realm...

Buzz!

A sensation of mystery instantly surged throughout his body, and the Qi Rhythm White Light naturally dispersed.

Chu Ming only felt his whole body floating, and everything around him seemed to move at his whim.

Dreamlike and illusory, with a wave of his hand, the supposedly mundane brush and ink floated automatically, followed by the still wet "Xue Qin."

As if he could freely control everything wrapped in the Qi Rhythm White Light, brushes, ink, paper, inkstones...

On the panel, the original [Reading] and [Calligraphy and Painting] were undergoing some kind of transformation.

The two pulled at each other, merging...

Whoosh!

Settling again, the two had become one.

[Book and Painting Realm]

Just four words, no ’progress,’ no description of functionality.

But Chu Ming truly experienced what [Book and Painting Realm] was.

The four words, formed by merging the two major skills of [Reading] and [Calligraphy and Painting], possessed all their abilities, such as ’ten lines at a glance,’ ’unforgettable,’ ’natural charm,’ etc.

And the fusion was not as simple as one plus one.

The most mysterious aspect of [Book and Painting Realm] was...

Chu Ming opened his eyes, the white light around him dispersed, stopping three meters away.

He reached out his right hand, and the sword hanging on the wall in the inner room floated to him automatically.

The sword, not a Primordial Artifact, floated without the use of Primordial Consciousness.

A light touch of his finger, the bedding, chairs and tables, the bookshelves, and the ordinary things all came alive under the white light.

The mysteriousness of [Book and Painting Realm], he could manipulate any object wrapped in the Qi Rhythm White Light just like manipulating a Primordial Artifact with Primordial Consciousness.

He then took out the Meridian Unlocking Realm weapon, the Black Abyss Saber, and swung it once.

Buzz!

The Black Blade approached the abyss, as if slicing through space with a single stroke.

The second mysterious aspect of [Book and Painting Realm] was enhancing every aspect of himself, strength, reaction, speed, even thinking and understanding.

The white light encompassed, attempting to manipulate.

In an instant, a highly contradictory pulling sensation arrived.

It was the Qi Rhythm White Light competing with his own Qi Blood for dominion over the Black Abyss Saber.

Thus, the Qi Rhythm White Light could also manipulate weapons communicated by Qi Blood, but would encounter resistance.

Chu Ming put away the Black Abyss Saber, a smile on his face.

There is actually a third mystery, which targets enemies, or rather the utilization of Qi Blood weapons.

He retracted the Qi Rhythm White Light and sat cross-legged.

"I didn’t expect that reading and calligraphy and painting, stuck at full progress for so long, would breakthrough by merging."

"Book and Painting Realm, within three meters, one diminishes while the other grows; now facing that Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm Evil Moon, the difficulty of striking them down should be much less."

"..."

At nightfall, Su Xin brought dinner, just as Fang Xiao arrived, and Chu Ming dined with him.

"Young master, are you going again tonight?"

Chu Ming nodded.

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