C291 One Sword Execution Art

Chen Fann, who was standing in front of the painting, tried his best to recall the poem. His memory told him that this poem should not only have this half. There should have been another half. Why couldn't he recall it?

No matter how hard he tried, it was futile. It was as if his thoughts had been restricted and could only remain at this stage.

Chen Fann also felt the changes in his surroundings. Rays of light flashed in front of his eyes. He knew that he had succeeded, but he was unwilling to open his eyes. If he did, he would never remember this poem again. Perhaps this poem had something to do with his background.

When Yueyue saw the scene in front of him, he was lost in thought. He had never seen such a beautiful scene before. It was a little too magical. Under the illumination of the rainbow light, Chen Fann looked particularly dazzling. It was as if he had gained the recognition of the entire spatial zone.

"What is this place?" Chen Fann was doubtful. He didn't intend to open his eyes, but he found that his divine sense had reached a very strange place. There were flowers and plants here, as well as flowing streams. The air was filled with a pleasant fragrance that assailed his nose.

"Welcome to the paradise!" An unfamiliar voice sounded throughout the valley. It was loud and clear, and it contained a magical power that made him submit.

"You are too cautious. It might be better if you learn to slowly adapt to him!" The voice sounded again. Chen Fann tried to calm himself down and slowly adapt to the atmosphere.

Chen Fann, who had calmed down, suddenly realized that there were many people not far away. As they shuttled back and forth leisurely, some beautiful girls were dancing under the peach trees. They were dancing and dancing as if they had merged with the peach blossoms. They were incomparably beautiful. The Spirit Man was suffocating. The woman had perfectly formed a natural picture with that world. It was so mysterious, so fascinating to the Spirit Man.

Chen Fann tried to walk over, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain. He couldn't reach that world, so he felt a little depressed.

"Senior, what is this place?" Chen Fann asked in the void. He knew that there was a person here, but he couldn't see it.

"What you are thinking! Don't tell me that you aren't familiar with such a scene?" The same voice echoed throughout the valley.

"What do I think?" Chen Fann murmured and smiled. This was the world that he had created countless times in the past. What was funny was that when he saw it with his own eyes... He found it hard to believe. Such a beautiful world, did this world really exist? Or could he really create it?

Chen Fann shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't believe in the authenticity of this world. It was just that... He wasn't confident in himself. There were too many evils in this world. Too many competitive, how could there be such a beautiful world... He had imagined this world countless times, and now that he truly saw it, he felt that it was ridiculous and unreal.

"Senior, does this world really exist?" Chen Fann asked in puzzlement. He only wanted an answer, an answer to a world.

"It makes sense to exist! It's entirely up to you, don't ask me!"

"Depends on myself?" Chen Fann muttered in his heart a few times, as if he had realized something. However, he still did not understand the truth. He hoped that such a world existed. But was this possible? Could it be that this world would change according to his thoughts? That would be too ridiculous.

"Real and fake, fake and real. There is nothing in this world that can exist forever. As long as he can exist for one day, he will exist!" A figure in white appeared in front of Chen Fann. It was a handsome middle-aged man. He held a wine gourd in his hand and carried a sword on his back. The sword was about seven feet long, and it was wrapped in a piece of cloth, making it impossible to see through the Qi of the sword.

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, senior!" Chen Fann bowed slightly. The words of the middle-aged man in white seemed to have been enlightened. It allowed him to understand a truth that had once appeared. It was an existence that had existed before, and it didn't require you to persist for long. Or to persevere.

"Not bad, you have a bit of comprehension! You must have been fated to obtain the recognition of the painting. You can obtain everything I promise you!" The white-clothed middle-aged man said in a drunken manner. After saying that, he drank another mouthful of wine.

"Senior, may I ask what treasure this painting is?" Chen Fann looked at the white-clothed middle-aged man in front of him and asked probingly.

" Oh? Looks like I've underestimated you. That's right, the greatest treasure is actually that painting. That painting is called the Divine Luo Diagram. It was personally drawn by my master, Luo Shen. " Endless sorrow was revealed in the eyes of the white-robed middle-aged man.

" Luoshen? " Chen Fann repeated it several times. For some reason, when he thought of this person, his blood was boiling crazily, and his blood was boiling.

"I am a disciple of the Luoshen Clan, a Sword Immortal. Of course, you can also call me Wine Immortal. Or, just like the people from the Bright Moon Empire, you can call me Wine Demon!" He seemed to be immersed in the past and couldn't get rid of it. He took another sip of wine, as if the wine was his everything. It was his life.

"I think it's better for me to call you a drunkard when I see you drinking like this" Chen Fann smiled helplessly. He didn't know his opponent's realm. However, he knew very well that this man was called an Immortal and God. His cultivation base definitely wouldn't be low. It could be very powerful, so powerful that it could terrify him.

"I see that fate has brought us together. I will teach you a sword technique of mine. It was created by Invincible Great God in the past. It was called One Sword Immortal Killing Spell. It is a sword technique that gathers the force of the heaven and earth, controls all things in the universe, and breaks the ten rivers of the Nine Underworlds. He and I were good friends back then, and he taught it to me. Now that I've taught it to you, it's all part of fate."

With these words, the middle-aged man in the white robe, who had been drunk, suddenly perked up. He turned around in the mountain and slowly drew his sword. Each of his sword moves seemed to be able to slice apart a world. He then withdrew his sword freely, as a boundless force was contained within it. His movement technique was extremely graceful, as if he was dancing. However, upon closer inspection... I knew it was weird.

"This is a set of sword moves that combines sword techniques and footwork. Each sword move and every step contains the power of heaven and earth." Chen Fann couldn't help but sigh. This was the first time he had personally experienced this force. Each and every move was imprinted in his mind.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped and appeared in front of Chen Fann. He looked at Chen Fann awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I only remembered four of the eight sword techniques. I have forgotten the rest."

"Er..."

The middle-aged man said, "Alright!" Chen Fann helplessly nodded his head. What else could he say?