Enlightenment in the Painting

The next day.

In the alchemy chamber, Luo Chen's karma was inexplicably stirred. After making some calculations, his expression turned strange.

He calmed his mind and continued refining the batch of pills.

Half a month passed before the doors of the alchemy chamber were finally pushed open.

Luo Chen let out a long breath and headed toward the mountainside. The disciples he encountered along the way respectfully saluted him.

When he reached the bamboo grove on the mountainside, he saw Jiang Yingxue standing quietly beside a small stream.

In that familiar spot, colors and lines took shape upon the canvas before her.

Jiang Yingxue had been standing there for half a month, her eyes filled with contemplation.

At first, her brush had moved as though guided by the gods, but now she needed to ponder for several hours before every stroke.

Only she knew what she had gone through in between.

Luo Chen came up behind her and looked at the canvas.

A slightly blurry divine disk was depicted upon it—the Heavens Reincarnation Disk!

After he had acted that day, he had felt a subtle sensation: someone was spying on his Dao. Following the thread of karma, he had locked onto that person. It was Jiang Yingxue.

This little girl had once told him that she could comprehend the Dao through painting. It now seemed she had not merely been lazy and unwilling to cultivate; it was true.

Jiang Yingxue's paintings concealed profound mysteries.

However, the Heavens Reincarnation Disk had appeared for too short a time, and the true form revealed by the divine disk was simply too immense. With Jiang Yingxue's cultivation, she had no way of seeing its full appearance, which was why her painting was so blurred.

"What are you painting?"

Luo Chen asked softly, though he