Honghuang: Me! the Invincible Painting Saint!

Hongjun became a saint and preached in Zixiao Palace. Great powers from the beginning came one after another. Also on the same day, a small shop appeared on the shore of the East China Sea. There is a painter in a small shop who is so bored that he sighs to the sky every day. Until one day, three little girls were chased and passed by here. The painter's eyes lit up. "Girl, do you want to draw?" Since then, there has been one more holy place for enlightenment in the world. … Thousands of years later, the great masters left Zixiao Palace, confused for a moment. "Da... Da Luo? How is that possible!" "Damn! Why did the Witch Clan produce so many quasi-sages?" "I don't know Shanzang's treasure!" … Daluo is not as good as *, the quasi-sage walks everywhere. The painter smiled slightly and started an era with a brush. … Three thousand years later, the Zixiao Palace reopened. Hongjun looked at the deserted Zixiao Palace and fell into deep self-doubt. "No one... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.