Chapter 15: Painting the Soul (Continuing the Third Shift)

"Huh, huh, huh-" Since the Taoist priest cultivated Dafa, it has been a long time since he has been so embarrassed, according to his estimate of his own strength, even if he has not yet reached the level of the three major sects, it is still the level that he can hold on to a hundred moves in the hands of the other party, and he can escape at any time if he wants to. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

He finally understood how the enemy felt when he fought against him, and he didn't want to deal with a person in the painting, or rather himself, it would be so difficult; this high-imitation version of Daoist Li was not only a master of the channel's spells, but also an ancient martial art; according to his judgment, he had eight points of strength during the Guangcheng Treasure Period.

Fortunately, the other party can't simulate the chaos chicken that gathers his own cultivation as a Taoist, so when he saw a hole, he directly wrapped the other party, and with the help of the earth, fire, feng shui in the chaos chicken, he refined three times, and finally refined the other party.

But the final result is just that in that animal skin, his appearance disappeared cleanly, he doesn't know what kind of magic power this is, but there is no doubt that it is definitely beyond the true transmission of the immortal law in the world, and it has reached the level of skill close to the Tao.

Even in his heart, he had already raised it to the dangerous level of the Maoshan faction's five-fingered light mountain, the Shangqing faction's sleeve Qiankun, and the Yunxiao faction's Yuan Shen Technique.

After destroying this high imitation, the martyr descendant seemed to finally look at the Taoist priest and raised his eyes, what kind of pair of eyes were they, as if they had seen through the vicissitudes of life and the changes in the world.

"Your soul is strange, not in the past, not in the world, not in this world, but not like a remnant of our time. ”

Daoist Li's heart froze, and in the depths of his eyes, an extremely strong killing intent suddenly erupted, and it was the first time that someone could detect that something was wrong with him, although this is not an era of science and technology, and it was found that the traverser would not slice and study, but the means of the gods and Buddhas in the sky were more abundant, who knows what they would do to themselves.

The head hangs slightly, but the body is already tense, and the chaos chicken in the body is ready to explode at any time, in the ancient formula, there is actually a supreme divine power, although it can only explode once, and it is extremely damaging to the Taoist, but the power of the explosion is so great that even the Taoist priest himself can't estimate it.

Even if the other party is an ancient human, he is sixty percent sure that he can completely wipe out the other party.

As if sensing the nervousness of the Taoist priest, the old ancient human suddenly sighed softly: "The time I have to stay in this world is running out, and I didn't expect to meet a similar person at the last moment." ”

Daoist Li's heart was slightly relieved, the eye of heaven swept over, and sure enough, the vitality in the other party's body was like a candle in the wind, which would be annihilated at any time, even if it was ancient qi, it would dissipate at any time like a steamed smoke, this person really couldn't live long.

"See my drawing?" said the Spirited markedly.

"Yes, the painting of the predecessors, the magic workmanship. ”

"Do you recognize them?"

"I recognize that Gu is the true spirit, demon god, god, and human in ancient times. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity, looking at the Three Realms, you can recognize them, and dare to admit them, the two worlds of yin and yang, immortals, gods, Buddhas and demons, and how many there can be, this newly created world seems to have no room for the past. ”

The Taoist priest was silent, he knew that what the other party said was the truth, back then, the ancient species contained fragments of the Heavenly Dao, and they were prone to turn the world upside down, pull out the land and sink into the sea, and the divine power was unpredictable;

This world is exactly what it has never been better than it has been for tens of thousands of years, so the original group of saboteurs, militants, and rebels have been forgotten intentionally or unconsciously, and it seems that they have never existed in the entire history.

"I was originally a painter under the Gao Xin family, and I made a big vow to put all the world, all species in the pen, but when I was almost successful, the catastrophe broke out, Gao Xing wanted to take me to the robbery, but I refused, and when I succeeded, I found that the world has changed. ”

"Yin and yang change, heaven and earth change, it is not transferred by the will of man, the predecessors mourn," Li Daoshi said lightly, he did not expect that in that warlike ancient human, there would be such an 'artist'.

"Do you know that the greatest sorrow of a painter is not that he can't paint the best picture, but that no one knows the painting, and this is the saddest part. ”

Li Daoshi was speechless, he has always had no resonance with this kind of artistic pursuit, there is no way, he is essentially a layman.

"I want to pass on this lifelong skill to you, can you accept it?" said the Flame coldly.

"Me?" Daoist Li was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to say such a thing, and what is not good to teach, teach painting? I couldn't help but cough dryly, and said: "This, it's really not a secret, the younger generation can be said to be proficient in the art of painting, but I don't know anything, but I know a person who is this way, his name is Zhao Duanyang, and he is the first painter in the capital, if you have the opportunity, I will introduce him to youβ€”β€”"

"Who said I was going to teach you this!" The Flame suddenly shouted, the cave on all sides of the earthquake 'buzzed', sand and stones were sprinkled, and this ancient human who was about to run out of oil and lamps got up suddenly, actually giving people a feeling of holding the sky and the earth.

"Heaven and earth are catastrophic, vast and misty, all sentient beings are like sand and stones flowing gold, it is difficult to survive forever, but the traces of the times, someone must remain in their hearts!!"

There was a turmoil in all directions, and the Taoist priest was surprised to find that he was no longer in the cave, but in a barren realm, born for nine days, the earth cracked, and there was no end in sight, only the martyrs on the opposite side looked at him with burning eyes, and his eyes were full of indescribable charm.

"Senior, what are you doing here!" Daoist Li said in a low voice, faintly feeling bad.

"What I'm going to teach you is to draw souls!!"

Loud rumbles, shrill birdsong, strange 'grunts', indescribable screams, and some kind of human-like roar, more and more huge monsters emerged from the horizon, the smallest of them thousands of feet tall.

Some are one-legged claws, giant wings and fire-making giant birds, some are female head Jiao body, ribs have eight-clawed monsters, some are shaped like zombies, some are tiger-shaped stone claws, exhaling and condensing ice, and some are like human appearances, but the body is as big as Yue, the waist is wrapped around a dragon and snake, some skin is like a soldering iron, and some are like ice casting, strange shapes, and incomprehensible things.

And there are so many of them, where the Taoist priest can see, he can't even see the bottom-

But he knows, he knows them all, Vermilion Bird, Drought Fish, Zhu Rong, Prison Cow, and Jairus, all of them are ancient species, and they are all ancient existences!

Unlike what he saw in the window of the ancient world, although the appearance was almost the same, but he always lacked that little bit of spirituality, and the ancient creatures surrounding him in front of him, he could even feel the greed in his eyes, and the swallowing in his throat, as if the self in their eyes was a small appetizer.

Daoist Li twitched his cheeks, and at the last moment, asked a question, "If I can't draw a soul, what will happen?"

"Then the soul will draw you!"

In an instant, the figure of the Taoist priest was drowned in the rolling sea of monsters......

"I don't know where you came from, but what I realized from the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth may really be on you. The martyr said in a low voice, he will never forget it, in that catastrophe of heaven and earth, the collapse of the earth, the crying of all spirits, and the scene of a sea of blood, someone must do something, even if it is just a sacrifice!!

Three days laterβ€”

"Why hasn't he come out yet, could it be that he was really eaten by that old fellow?" the beast pondered.

The beaver didn't speak, just combed its big tail around, and at the same time, there were several more uninvited guests in the valley, they were different from ordinary mountain monsters, some with human faces and rat bodies, some with fox heads and pig tails, and there was a duck parked on the cliff.

According to the ancient books, this thing gathers the parts of the Yin Tiger in the northeast, the snake in the southeast, the Shen ape in the southwest, and the dry dog in the northwest, in response to the five elements of the heavenly stem, which is a bad thing.

There is no doubt that this is also one of the ancient bloodlines, and at this moment, the pair of bird's eyes are looking intently at the entrance of this cave, and in the depths of the bird's eye, a figure in black appears.