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Zuo Daozhen took the scroll from Xiao Huiming's hand, slowly unfolded it, glanced at it, his face suddenly changed greatly, and in his eyes, he was surprised inexplicably, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmm, senior, what's wrong?"

Xiao Huiming looked at Zuo Daozhen's surprised look, a little curious, and asked cautiously.

"See for yourself~"

Zuo Daozhen muttered.

Xiao Huiming leaned over, stretched his neck, and looked carefully,

Just see the picture scroll, the atmosphere is majestic, at first glance it is not ordinary, the mountains on both sides of the river are winding, but they are far away, above the lake, the clouds and mist are swirling, scattered and diffuse, between the clouds and mist, a narrow wooden bridge flies on it, the stars on the bridge are dotted, there seem to be dozens of figures, there are old and young, the forms are different, as if they are slowly walking towards the opposite shore.

Looking at the other side, it is also a cloud and mist, vast like a fairyland, there is no red sun on it, but I can see that above the clouds, each of them is framed with golden gold by the sun, and some clouds are mixed with a little dark red color in addition to gold.

"There's nothing wrong with that, is there?"

Xiao Huiming scratched his little head, looked at Zuo Daozhen, glanced at the painting a few more times, and muttered.

"Do you know why a dream demon was transformed from a painting into a living being's energy body?"

Zuo Daozhen looked serious and asked slowly.

"The juniors don't know, and I ask the seniors to solve my doubts. ”

Xiao Huiming blinked her little eyes and asked curiously.

"Well, well, I'll tell you about it. ”

Zuo Daozhen sighed, and then said slowly.

"Two hundred years ago, when I was as old as you, I heard a legend about the Xuanzhou Continent, at that time, there was a country woman, named Mengyin Niang, she liked to paint ink and wash Danqing since she was a child, but her life was not good, her family was poor since she was a child, and her parents died early, in order to continue her dream, she took refuge in Liu Yuanwai's house to be a maid for Miss, Miss is also very fond of painting, but she is very jealous, she must fight for the first place in everything, and never allow others to be stronger than her and steal her limelight. ”

One day, after the young lady finished painting and fell asleep, she couldn't bear the yearning in her heart, so she used the remaining ink from the young lady's painting to draw on a piece of rice paper, the more she painted, the more excited she became, and the faster she painted, the mountains, the pines and cypresses, the villages, and the winding stream, the cloud-filled sky, the slopes and rocks between the trees, and even the red carp in the stream, all began to become lifelike under her Danqing skillful hands, as if they had come to life. ”

However, she didn't know, I don't know when, Miss had already quietly stood behind her, watching her paint more and more exciting, even the town's famous Danqing master Chen Xiaoyu, couldn't draw so well, the more Miss looked at it, the more angry she became, so she secretly took a sharp knife dagger, and when she finished painting, she stabbed her from behind, and killed her like this, and then feared that the matter would be revealed, so he secretly threw her in the woods outside the village with Wang Sheng, who was good with him. ”

"I didn't think about it, this dream Yinniang still has her last breath, it happened that a master of the Danqing world passed by and rescued her, how could she be very weak, even if this master has a thousand means, but there is no power to return to the sky, in desperation, I asked her, what else do you want to do. ”

Meng Yinniang said that she had little to live, and she had nothing else to ask for, but to ask for the master to leave her in the painting she made today with great skill, and it was okay to paint it, so that she would be blind. ”

According to her last wishes, the master of the Danqing Realm performed the supreme Dafa and turned her body and the last trace of vitality into a person in the painting, integrated it into the painting, and then left. ”

"I never thought that this dream Yinniang is really different from ordinary people, her vitality not only did not dissipate, but also survived in the vivid painting, not only that, but she also gradually had the ability, and cultivated the painting into a dream, in a dark and windy night, she controlled the scroll, into the dream of Miss Liu and Wang Sheng, and integrated them into the painting. ”

Early the next morning, Liu Yuanwai found that his daughter and Wang Sheng had both died in the boudoir, and he was shocked and hurriedly found someone to find out what was going on. ”

At this moment, Xiahou Yinxi, the leader of the Heavenly Interception Sect, inspected from the lower realm of the heavenly realm, and happened to pass by here, and when he heard about this, he went to Liu's mansion, and used his magical powers to take a look, and immediately understood that it was Meng Yinniang and the painting who were doing the trick, he worked hard to trap Meng Yinniang and the painting, and then cast a spell to take out the Yuan Shen of Miss Liu and Wang Sheng, only to find that as long as this painting went in, there was no way to get out. ”

In a fit of anger, he reported the painting to God along with Mengyinniang, and God instructed that she and the painting should be imprisoned in the prison forever and never be released. ”

Zuo Daozhen said this, paused, and then said to Xiao Huiming: "Now, look at it again, what is the difference between this painting and the legendary picture scroll?"

Xiao Huiming hurriedly said yes, and then stretched out his little head again and looked at it carefully.

"Huh?"

He suddenly let out a voice of surprise.

"According to what the predecessors said, it stands to reason that there can only be three figures at most in this painting, but how can there be dozens of people in this picture scroll in front of us, and there are old and young, men and women. ”

Xiao Huiming frowned and muttered.

"And, according to the picture you used to say, there is no such narrow single-plank bridge? ”

He looked more and more amazed and puzzled.

"Hehe, yes, it's really worthy of being the Xuanzhou Continent martial arts seed player that the Great Elder fancies. However, there are even more spooky ones, you can take a closer look. ”

Zuo Daozhen smiled, then frowned slightly, and said slowly to Xiao Huiming.

"Anything else? Why didn't I find out?"

Xiao Huiming looked at the picture scroll without blinking, and said in surprise.

"Hehe, well, you can see so many differences, it's really good, then, the rest, let me show you. ”

Zuo Daozhen smiled slightly, patted Xiao Huiming's little shoulder and said.

"I wonder if you've ever looked closely at the clouds in the sky over there?"

Zuo Daozhen asked.

"Clouds?"

Xiao Huiming scratched her little head, looking dazed.

"This cloud is indeed a different kind of ink painting, not only black and white, but also gold and red. Moreover, in ordinary ink paintings, there is a red sun at the upper oblique angle, to symbolize the auspicious stars shining high and showing great ambitions, but you see, this painting does not. ”

"Of course, this is not the main thing, the main thing is, if you take a closer look, what shape does the clouds cluster together, faintly formed?"

Zuo Daozhen frowned and said slowly.

"Huh?"

Xiao Huiming took a closer look again, and suddenly jumped up, which was really startled.