C3 Stunning Four Seals

Yi Xue found the owner of two pairs of eyes. It was a guy wearing old clothes with his head wrapped in yellow and white cotton.

Ye Yun looked a little weird but the wound at the back of his head was no longer painful. However, Wang Aunt did her best to stop him from taking off the bandage.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely not dare to meet the Enlightenment's gaze, but he had the guts to do so.

As their gazes met, he became more domineering instead. It was to the extent that Dong Fang Yi Xue was forced to retreat a few seconds later. She had no choice but to focus her attention back on her staff.

She thought angrily in her heart. This guy was too annoying. She couldn't let him go later, she wanted to see just how many spirit diagrams he remembered.

The Magistrate came to the side of the carriage respectfully and gave a deep bow, then said with a smile, "Honorable Priest, your daughter has performed very well. The spirit diagrams in the sky have always been very stable."

A slightly aged voice came from the car, "Priestess is too kind. This is Yi Xue's first time hosting enlightenment after all, so she's inexperienced. She was distracted at least twice just now and returned to her original spot in time. I've sweated on her behalf."

The sacrificial master said confidently, "I think that Master Yi Xue has done very well. I have personally visited the scene many times and there is almost no one who can do better than her. Many people can't even catch up to the fact that she was able to become a sacrificial master before the age of twenty."

"Maybe." Dongfang Pingtai's face was full of worry. His granddaughter had already been promoted to a Master Sacrifice three years ago, and with her talent, she could easily advance another level within two years. But because of a small obstacle, she couldn't break through for a long time, and now, she still hadn't succeeded.

In the Holy Sky Continent, every country held the truth of the nation's matters, the status of Magi and soldiers was very high.

There were a total of nine ranks of wizards. They were the Grand Warlock, Priestess, Grand Priestess, rank 3 Priest, rank 2 Priest, rank 1 Priest, High Priest and Holy Priest, as well as a symbolic rank 10 Priest, the Emperor.

The Emperor Priest was actually a humble position that only the Emperor could assume. The one who truly presided over the Empire's highest holy temple was the Holy Priest.

In the Empire of Dongping, the sacred temple was the head of all temples. Dongfang Pingtai, the third ranked priest, held the highest position and was equivalent to the king.

A quarter-hour passed quickly. The painting in the sky gradually dimmed until it completely disappeared. Dongfang Yi Xue put away her magic staff and finally completed her mission without any mistakes.

The first thing she did was to turn around and glance at her grandfather's carriage. She then sternly said, "Each and every examinee, from now on, you will all need to draw a picture from your sea of consciousness. You are not allowed to scribble."

"Yes sir!" Everyone picked up their brushes and dipped them in ink before starting to paint.

According to the requirements, one had to draw two different things in order to pass the test. For example, a stone and a tree, these were two different things. A pile of stones and a large tree could only be considered one.

Through the enlightened youth, he could officially start cultivating the spirit diagram until the entire spirit diagram was imprinted in his mind and he became a beginner stage martial artist. Then, he would continue to work hard to advance to higher levels, such as the calligraphy stage and the calligraphy stage.

The brush, ink, and paper were not ordinary objects, but had been specially treated. Only by using the power of his sea of consciousness could he leave an ink mark on the paper.

Yi Xue walked down from the stage and told the teenagers not to be nervous as she pretended to walk towards Ye Yun. In the process, there were a few people who met the assessment requirements and received her approval.

If she couldn't draw any of them or if they didn't even have the ability to write, she would encourage them. She wasn't like the other enlightened masters who stuttered the word 'eliminated'.

Ye Yun was still extraordinary. Standing in front of the table, he had not reached out to touch the brush at all.

"This exam candidate, why didn't you use your brush?" Ye Yun was much older than the surrounding examinees, so it could be concluded that it was not his first time participating in the Enlightenment.

Just then, one of the examinees who had passed the examination interrupted and said, "Your Reverence, his name is Ye Yun, it's his fourth time participating in the Enlightenment. He failed the first three times and the things he drew became worse each time."

Dong Fang Yi Xue raised her brows. She thought that he hadn't even looked at the spirit diagram just now. It would be weird if he could draw something, but she still said calmly, "Why didn't you write down?"

Ye Yun raised his head and looked straight at the man's impeccable face, saying, "The drawing paper is too small."

"How can a standard three-foot-long xuan paper be small?" The beautiful priest said.

Although the Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting looked very large, it was actually a standard three foot long painting. It was just that the Master had used the power of the gods to enlarge it into the air so that the examinees could see it more clearly.

In other words, the paper on the table could completely hold the entire [Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting], much less draw two different things.

She was about to believe the words of the examinees beside her. Since this was her first time working as an enlightener, she was more patient and said, "Draw out the pictures that appeared in your sea of consciousness. It doesn't matter what it is."

"Fine." It was one of the three wolves and seven lambs. He did not dip it directly in ink like the others, but placed it in a water dish and moistened it carefully. He used one hand to gently squeeze out the excess water before reaching for the ink stone.

From the moment he picked up the brush, his entire aura changed. The beautiful sacrificial master couldn't help but stare with wide eyes. This kind of aura was too familiar to her; it was exactly the same as every time her grandfather painted.

Ye Yun held the pen in a very professional manner. He dipped the tip of the pen in the ink and the ink moved up to a third of the tip, separating the ink and the brush as they rose.

After that, he bent his arm forward and calmly wrote down a line of comeback. His movements were extremely elegant and unrestrained.

The demeanor of a master, the demeanor of an absolute master!

Dong Fang Yi Xue could not help but get excited, but after Ye Yun made his move, he kept his brush and left the paper. How did he finish drawing so quickly?

She lowered her head and was immediately angered to death. On the white paper that was as white as snow, there was a gray square the size of a fingernail in the lower right corner.

What is this?

Based on her understanding of the "Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting", there was not such a line in it. What puzzled her was that Ye Yun had left an ink mark on the paper, which meant that he had indeed used the power of his sea of consciousness.

Many people came over to join in on the fun, jeering from all directions.

"As expected, the first time was drawing a tree, the second time was a rock, the third time was a blade of grass. This time, it became smaller and smaller, each time smaller than the last."

He didn't care at all. He said to the beautiful sacrificial master, "I said, the drawing paper is too small."

"Then what did you draw?" Dong Fang Yi Xue felt that it was necessary to clarify this issue. If it were any other examinee, they would have left long ago with their sleeves flapped. They would not have said another useless word to Ye Yun.

He put down the pen and pointed to his head. "What I'm drawing is something left behind in my sea of consciousness. If I could draw bigger paper, I think I would be able to draw more clearly."

Just then, the mayor came over and shouted, "Ye Yun, don't be rude to the honored sacrificial master. What drawing is too small? I think you're just pretending, why aren't you leaving?"

Dong Fang Yi Xue waved her hand and said, "Give him four feet of paper."

The mayor was stunned but Ye Yun said immediately, "Four feet is too small."

"Five feet, then."

"It's still small."

"Six feet!"

The mayor quickly said, "Honorable Guardian, the biggest piece of paper we can take out is only five feet."

Ye Yun shrugged and muttered, "Forget it, give me another three feet of paper. The biggest one won't satisfy the requirements anyway, I'll force myself to draw some of the contents."

Just as the mayor was about to curse, the beautiful priest said, "Give it to him."

"There are also pigments, there is no need for too many types of pigments. Green and yellow will suffice."

The mayor's face darkened, but he could only do as he was told.

As the sheet of paper was spread out on the table, he took up his brush again and dipped it in ink. The strokes of the brush combined, dotting, pausing, dragging, and shaking as he drew the outline of the mountain, followed by the trees, the boulders, and the river.

At this point, those who had mocked him were basically dumbfounded. Although Ye Yun had only outlined a few lines, it encompassed at least seven to eight things – mountains, rocks, trees, grass, and water.

After drawing the outline, he began to use a christening brush to display the veins, veined patterns, texture, Yin and Yang, concavity, and dormancy of the mountain and rock trees in the mountain and river.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, a set of ink, [Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting], appeared on the paper. He casually drew a circle in the upper right corner with the ink, and the ink quickly faded into the middle of the paper, turning into the sun in the sky.

Then he washed the ink off the pen and began to color it.

There was no other way around it. The examiners had provided him with a brush, and he had no choice but to use it to render the colors after drawing the ink.

With just a few strokes, the sun had turned golden under the effect of the yellow vine, emitting a brilliant light. Under the color of the stone, the color and temperament of the rocks, trees, and water were all different.

Dongfang Pingtai couldn't sit still any longer, so he got out of the car and went straight to the examination room. One had to know that he didn't intend to show his face.

After drawing the last stroke, Ye Yun washed the paint off the brush and dipped it in ink again. He habitually wrote the words "Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting" on the book in the upper left corner.

He raised his head, and realized that he was drawing a spirit diagram, not an ordinary painting. No one would put money on a spirit diagram, let alone leave behind their name, date, or any other information.

He quickly put down his brush and forced a smile. "I'm sorry, I was careless and wrote the word. Please don't blame me."

Of course, no one would blame him because it was a spirit diagram. If one wanted to leave an ink mark, they would have to use the power of the sea of consciousness. That was to say, these words were also written under the power of the sea of consciousness, becoming one with the rest of the painting.

Dong Fang Yi Xue swallowed her saliva and muttered, "This painting is probably at least of the ninth rank …"

"No, it's not just Grade Nine." Dongfang Pingtai said in a deep voice, "There's at least a grade ten spirit diagram. If you use better paper, ink, and paint, it's not impossible to reach grade twelve."

"Grade Twelve!" The Beautiful Sacrificer's eyes were wide open. Grandpa wouldn't rashly add a theory on someone else's work, unless it was really the highest quality.

Dongfang Pingtai took out an ocher coloured seal. This seal was called the Test Spirit Stone, and was used to identify the grade of the Spirit Diagram.

The moment the spirit stone touched the paper, the painting emitted a golden glow. This was the reaction that a grade ten spirit diagram would have.

Spirit diagrams were divided into 11 ranks. From the tenth rank to the tenth rank, in addition to the twelfth rank, which was known as the sage realm, the truth was that the tenth rank had already become the emperor level while the ninth rank was known as the king level.

Thinking back to the few techniques that Ye Yun had used when he was painting, Dong Fang Yi Xue felt that she had benefited greatly. She pointed at the painting and asked, "How did you draw this longest line? Why does it still feel so smooth after so many twists and turns?"

Ye Yun replied, "The most effective way to avoid this kind of feeling is to turn the wrist. There are two specific ways to avoid this feeling, spin and flip. The pen stays on the paper without moving, but the wrist must maintain the continuous motion so that the lines can be maintained."

As he explained, he demonstrated with his right hand, turning his wrist up and down nimbly.

Dongfang Yi Xue looked very carefully, and when she compared it with the Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting on the table, she seemed to have suddenly comprehended something. The air around her became sluggish, and soon after, it began to rapidly revolve with her as the center.

Dongfang Pingtai couldn't help but become excited. He said in a deep voice, "Everyone, don't move. Don't say anything. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"

With that, he looked at his granddaughter with shining eyes. It was clear that she was about to break through.