"Your Highness, this is the artifact we made."

On the ninth day of Zhao Gao and Meng Tian’s bet, Zhao Zhiwen and Qian Zhenghe came to Yongle Palace with a scroll.

Ji Le nodded and signaled, the two witches walked forward and slowly opened the scroll.

In an instant, the five-colored glow came to my face, and the entire Yongle Palace was bathed in the glory of the artifact.

However--

There was a blank space inside the scroll, without any trace of painting.

"Your Highness, this is the 'Mountain and Country Map' you requested. The blank picture symbolizes the earth. As long as you paint with magic, you can interpret the mountains, rivers and all things. As for returning to zero, you only need to recite a spell to restore the original state."

When Ji Le saw the map of mountains, rivers and the country, he showed joy on his face and walked down the steps. He reached out to touch the blank scroll, and he asked, "Where is the pen?"

Qian Zhenghe took out the pen holder from his sleeve, and there were seven brushes with different lengths, colors and styles.

“How are these brushes different?”

"There is not much difference. We are all pens made by us who choose the fur and spiritual bamboo wood of divine beasts. Of course, General Meng Tian also helped a lot."

Meng Tian was the ancestor of the pen. Although he was granted the title of later generations, he also gave Meng Tian an extra thread of divinity. He helped Ji Le with the power of divinity to refine these seven brushes.

Ji Le took the pen holder and touched seven brushes one by one with his fingers. Each brush gave him a completely different feeling. There was warmth, coldness, violence, and evil... Each brush conveys corresponding energy attributes according to the different materials.

Zhao Zhiwen explained: "We can't find the pigments that His Highness needs, so these pens replace the pigments in a sense."

According to Ji Le's original idea, pigments were extracted from various minerals for painting the mountains, rivers and the country.

But the preparation process for various pigments is too troublesome. Wu Li took the Linggong Wushi to the nearby minerals to select them, and only produced a few colors such as red, blue, black, and purple.

So, Zhao Zhiwen and Qian Zhenghe came up with another way. They still asked Ji Le to use magic power as a paint and use various attribute brushes to leave the corresponding attribute power on the scroll.

"Your Highness, look. This vermilion brush uses red fox tail hair as the pen tip. As long as your divine power is used to induce it, it will contain the power of the fire attribute in the scroll."

"This blue pen is carved from water jade, suitable for painting rivers and vast oceans."

The two explained the attributes of the seven brushes, and finally Ji Le picked out the brush that gave him a cold feeling.

Zhao Zhiwen's heart was thrilled and recalled the origin of this brush: the pen stem of this pen was polished with the vertebrae of a mandrill, and the tip of the pen was chosen for the hair of the mandrill.

Qian Zhenghe: "This pen has its own yin energy and has the ability to attract ghosts."

"Just it."

Ji Le picked up the pen with his right hand and gently touched the map of mountains, rivers and the country with his left hand. The golden ripples rippled on the blank picture axis, as if the universe was hidden inside, evolving into the other world.

"It is worthy of being a magical artifact shaped by the Creation Golden Crystal. If you want to set a classification for this artifact, it is the magical artifact."

Good fortune has the meaning of creation, biochemistry, good fortune and destiny. It symbolizes the natural operation of the creative force and constitutes the fate of the entire world.

The Creation Gold Crystal is a condensation of divine power at the level of the Creator, and it is also the original power of this world.

Therefore, this map of mountains, rivers and the country with the power of the Creator of the Earth has all kinds of wonderful divine powers. Standing here, Ji Le perceives the vigorous breath of life.

However, the moment Ji Le started writing, the breath of life in Tujuan was suddenly covered by the dead aura.

Zhao Qian saw the black line drawn by Ji Le, like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, bringing endless death and fear.

Ji Le's eyes were solemn, and he continued to paint with his brush. Soon, with the black line as the main body, a black and gray land was outlined.

"It's not bad. With this pen, you can apply many dark colors according to the purity and application of the Earth Mother's power. It's simpler than the general painting method."

As long as you follow Ji Le’s mind’s idea, this pen will spit out divine power, attach the Netherworld ghost energy to the scroll, and construct the picture in your mind.

The desolate and dark strange black soil exudes a gloomy atmosphere, making people feel scared.

Su Zhi forced a smile and walked to Ji Le: "This area is so dark? Is it a place in Shanyin?"

"No, it's Jiuyou, the underworld I conceived."

At the same time, it is also a place of rest for the souls of the people.

With the formation of this underworld, Ji Le could feel that the map of mountains, rivers and the country itself was constantly giving this painting power, turning this painting into a narrow fragment of space.

Ji Le said to Zhao Qian and the others: "Your weapon refining skills are really good."

"Your Highness is so proud. This is not our technology. It is the change brought about by the golden crystal that is put into the scroll."

According to the calculations of Zhao Zhiwen and his two, it would take at least twelve days to refine this magical artifact. It was just a carrier to bear the power of Jile and did not possess too many wonderful powers. However, after being integrated into the golden crystal, the quality of the magical artifact was sublimated and turned into a natural treasure, and there was no trace of artificial creation at all.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ji Le looked at the map of mountains, rivers and the country again, thinking secretly: Can a Creation Gold Crystal have such an effect? ​​So what if there are a few more? No wonder those gods set up a salt ritual sacrifice to try to extract divine power crystals from the divine power derivation of the three Creators.

After the death of the Sea God and Earth Mother, their Creator's power spread into this world and turned into the original power of the world's movement. The remaining God was promoted to the God King and became the master of the world. Who dared to run to him to steal the power of the divine?

Therefore, everyone could only secretly find ways from the sea water and the salt mines on the earth, plus the slightest radiance of the Sun God.

Moreover, His Majesty the King of God himself is also collecting the Creation of Gold Crystals. They can’t eat meat, can’t they drink some soup?

Young gods like Feng E don’t understand the magical uses of salt crystal, but several main gods know it.

After they obtain the clean salt offered by the mortal world, they will condense into salt crystals and purify them into creation gold crystals. Then they use these gold crystals to incorporate them into their own artifacts or enhance their own divine power.

Generally speaking, several main gods can only obtain a Creation Gold Crystal in a year. This is also the bottom line that the God King allows. If there are too many, the God King will intervene.

"It is indeed a coincidence that I can get this crystal. If I want to continue refining, I may have to ask the gods to help me find the secret technique. For example, the sea god?"

Ji Le thought while depicting the Nine Netherworld Land.

In the scroll, the territory of the underworld is getting bigger and bigger, and the black ghost energy has begun to surge outward from the scroll. Ji Le can even feel that a real ghost creature was born in the map of mountains, rivers and the country.

At this time, Ji Le stopped his pen and stared at the scroll. He took out another golden brush from the pen holder and outlined a magnificent city in the middle of the underworld.

"Youdu!" Zhao Zhiwen and others couldn't help but think of this concept in their minds.

This is the underworld city where the dead live!

The towering city is closed with the city gates, and white lanterns are hung everywhere. There is also a plaque in front of the city gate, with two strange Yin-style seal scripts written on it.

Suddenly, Ji Le reached out and pulled it gently on the scroll. All the surrounding underworld disappeared, and the ghost became bigger and bigger, and the perspective also changed from a distance to a top view.

Ji Le changed his pen and outlined the streets and some landmark buildings of the ghost city on the top view. In the eyes of Su Zhi and others, the so-called buildings can match many of the buildings in Jiugong City.

For example, the Yin Palace, which is responsible for managing the ghost people, is clearly the location of the royal court. The place where the spiritual palace is located is transformed into a Yin Lord's Divine Palace.

Ji Le's pen tip was lightly tapped, and ghost wood and yin locust trees grew in the city, and they were also hung with white cages and black banners.

Then, Ji Le changed into a long-distance view again, re-depicting the scenery of the underworld, and laying out black crows, black tigers and other underworld creatures outside the city.

"Can this still happen?" Zhao Zhiwen and others were deeply impressed by Ji Le's ability to constantly explore and study the wonderful uses of the map of mountains, rivers and the country.

Ji Le just got the artifact of creation, and he created a small world inside as soon as he got started.

At the end, Ji Le was still not satisfied. He also drew a ghost and god at the gate of Youdu. This god had three eyes on the head, his body was like a cow, holding nine ropes in his hand, which was ferocious and fierce.

Qian Zhenghe and the others immediately thought of the legendary ghost and god Tubo in their hometown.

"Could this be the God of Gucheng made by His Highness?"

"I won't come out yet!" When Ji Le drew this image of ghost and god, he shouted loudly. The portrait in front of him flashed golden light, and the ghost and god jumped up from the scroll and landed on the hall.

In an instant, bloody smell came to my face.

"Ah--" Su Zhi and many witches exclaimed, covering their faces and fled.

"Can Your Highness still paint creation? Is it a creation of God?"

Under the observation of Zhao and Qian, this Tu Bo was clearly a ghost and god of the great spirit level.

"You two fight him." Ji Le held the pen and ordered Qian Zhenghe and Zhao Zhiwen to fight with Tu Bo.

Seeing the ferocious ghosts and gods with bloody hands on their backs and sharp horns on their heads, the two alchemists bit the bullet and took out magic weapons to fight with ghosts and gods.

The two of them chose the true fire god flame taught by the Taiping School. This is a masculine fire that overcomes evil spirits.

The red flame burned the blood from the Netherworld. Tu Bo surrounded the two men for a long time, but could not find the flaw in the attack. Not long after, the Tu Bo turned into vitality again and returned to the Netherworld map.

"After all, it's just a painting and doesn't have much combat power." Ji Le was a little disappointed with this, and added three ghosts and gods and one tree and one tiger to Tubo.

The peach trees are blooming like flowers, which is a rare brilliance in this gloomy and dark underworld world.

There are three gods standing under the tree. One of them is holding a tiger, and the other two stand on the other side to guard it.

Zhao Zhiwen's heart moved: "Is this Zongbu, Shentu and Yulei the Three Gods?"

Zongbu Shen is a ghost who leads a tiger and carries a bow and arrow. It is also the name of the god that Ji Le gave for the ancestors of the Ayang tribe.

Qian Zhenghe: "Legendary: Zongbu Shen leads a tiger to distinguish good and evil. As long as the tiger comes forward and smells it, it can eat the evil spirits."

"Yes, it's him."

As for the other two, they also have the duties of monitoring good and evil. One is Shentu and the other is Yulei, which was regarded as a door god in later generations. In the interpretation of the novel, it is the prototype of a thousand-mile-eye and a wind-ear.

After drawing the images of four ghosts and gods in succession, Ji Le felt that his magic power was consumed a lot, so he put away the scroll and sealed the Netherworld Picture in the Mountains, Rivers, and Country Picture.

After waiting for a while to truly shape the prototype of the underworld world, you can throw it under the Lingshan Mountain and evolve the underworld world of Xia Kingdom.

"At that time, I had a way out, which could be transformed into the Netherworld Master."
Chapter completed!