Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Taizhen and Chacha came from a distance. As soon as they entered the door, their pretty faces were frosty and they stood in front of Li Daoxuan.

She was not wearing the snow-like white dress, but had her black hair rolled up and her plain hairpin. She was holding a vegetable basket in her hand, which contained some seasonal fruits and vegetables.

Even though she was dressed plainly, it was still difficult to conceal her slender and graceful figure, and her skin was as white as ice and snow. Without any powder, it was as natural as water and hibiscus.

Especially her elegant and earthly temperament is even more amazing. The simple cloth on her body seems to be shining brightly.

Everyone present, both men and women, looked at Taizhen dreamingly.

They were just ordinary people. How had they ever seen such a beautiful girl? She looked like a fairy descending from heaven. Her face was whiter than a freshly peeled egg!

They had long heard that the shopkeeper of the Chengnan Medical Center was a fairy-like beauty, but she didn't show up easily. They didn't expect to see her today!

So handsome...

If I could marry such a wife, even if my life span would be reduced by half, there would probably be a lot of men who would be willing.

Chacha let out a loud scream, and when she found no one was paying attention, she put down the bamboo basket on her back.

boom!
I don't know what was in the bamboo basket. It was extremely heavy and shook away the dust on the ground.

Only then did everyone see her.

Then Chacha sneered, picked up a wooden stick, danced like a tiger, drove everyone out, and then locked the door.

"They are all bad people. Uncle Master is mine, no one can take it away!"

In the month since she had her uncle, she had lived like a fairy. Every day she woke up with delicious food. If she wanted to eat anything, she could just ask her uncle for money.

Uncle Shi also bought her a new little skirt, which looks great!
"Uncle Master..."

As soon as she turned around, she saw her uncle and master walking side by side and entering the room.

"Wait for me!"

Taizhen glanced back at her and said, "Carry the bamboo basket in."

Chacha quickly picked up the heavy bamboo basket and walked into the room with a heavy step. She stepped on the already worn stone floor and made cracks.

Li Daoxuan took a look and found that they were all precious ores such as silver, lead, sand, mercury and mica. They were of excellent quality and hard to find.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. It turned out that the senior sister often went out these days to look for these things. Could it be that she wanted to make an elixir?
Chacha put down the bamboo basket, her face covered with sweat, and looked at her master and uncle expectantly.

"Next, what are we going to do?"

Taizhen smiled slightly and said: "Next, you go guard the door and don't let anyone in."

Chacha was stunned for a moment and said, "Master, can't I get involved?"

"No, the next thing can only be done by me and your uncle."

Chacha was unhappy and muttered: "Humph, isn't it just a bare-butt fight? Chacha can actually be the referee for you..."

Li Daoxuan turned around silently, closed his eyes, and moved very skillfully.

Immediately afterwards, a childlike little girl had her pants taken off, loud slaps rang out, and earth-shattering cries were heard, like a summer rainstorm.

After a moment.

Chacha stood at the door holding her red and swollen buttocks, her nose still twitching, but her little ears perked up stubbornly, insisting on hearing anything.

……

"Doctor Li, we agreed before that the salary would be ten cents a month. In addition, I can teach you how to draw."

Taizhen pointed to the ore in the bamboo basket and said, "After several days of exhaustion, I finally found them all."

Li Daoxuan's heart moved, and he had realized that the painting the senior sister was talking about was by no means an ordinary painting, but some kind of magical power.

And the magical power was probably quite powerful, so she asked Chacha to guard the door just for her own sake.

If you don't have enough cultivation and don't have deep spiritual practice, if you suddenly hear the cultivation instructions of superior supernatural powers, you will be like encountering a demonic obstacle, which is a disaster rather than a blessing.

At the same time, he was also a little curious in his heart. What kind of magical power did the senior sister prepare to teach him, but she was so cautious.

You must know that with his current cultivation level, which is about to become an immortal, practicing most of the magical powers will not be beneficial. On the contrary, it will distract him and is not conducive to the improvement of his state of mind.

The senior sister has become an immortal a long time ago, so it is impossible that she does not know this truth. The reason why she did this means that she thinks this magical power is very important to him.

"Doctor Li, please smelt these ores into liquids and place them separately."

Li Daoxuan nodded, and then stretched out his palm, and precious minerals such as silver, lead, sand, mercury and mica in the bamboo basket automatically floated in his palm.

The next moment, golden flames burned blazingly, like a small alchemy furnace, covering all the ores.

The overbearing True Fire of the Sun was controlled like an arm in Li Daoxuan's palm, and its terrifying temperature did not escape at all. The smelted ore was turned into liquid, and the heat was controlled just right.

Taizhen's eyes lit up when he saw this technique of controlling fire with his hands.

Junior Brother is truly an extraordinary talent. In just three years, he was able to master the True Fire of the Sun to such a profound level. Compared with the battle with Chiyou, his strength has improved greatly.

Being able to manipulate power as he pleases shows that he has completely made up for the shortcomings in his soul and is within easy reach of reaching the realm of immortality.

After all the ores are smelted, they turn into colorful liquids and are evenly placed on the table, like paint.

"Okay, now I can teach you how to draw."

Taizhen smiled slightly and asked Li Daoxuan to sit at the table. She stood behind her and held Li Daoxuan's hand. The two of them held a brush together.

The fragrant breeze blows in, refreshing your heart.

The touch on the palm is gentle and smooth, like the finest nephrite.

"Doctor Li, next, you need to feel and understand with your heart, and let go of your mental guard. Otherwise, my painting skills will not be so easy to learn."

After a pause, she reminded in a low voice: "For some special reasons, if you don't get started this time, you will not be able to draw."

Li Daoxuan's heart trembled. He nodded, cut off distracting thoughts, and held his breath to concentrate.

"The first stroke, using cinnabar as ink, draws the fire of life, the door of Xuanfei..."

"For the second stroke, use mica as ink. Note that there must be no mutual reflection at this time, which is chaotic and chaotic. It must be in harmony with the source and the holy, including the source and spirit, until it returns to its roots and returns to life."

"The third stroke uses mercury as ink and goes through three levels and nine orifices..."

As Taizhen spoke mysterious words, Li Daoxuan gradually relaxed his mind and completely immersed himself in it. He fully trusted his senior sister.And it was this absolute trust that allowed Tai Zhen to use God as a guide and quietly teach Li Daoxuan the core secret of the great magical power with the help of painting.

In this way, the consciousness of the Queen Mother of the West could not be disturbed.

Seeing Li Daoxuan gradually comprehending the mystery, she quietly let go of her hand.

At this time, Li Daoxuan's painting movements suddenly stopped.

"Moving to the inner courtyard of the spirit, standing in the dark heart, the body is empty, beyond the three realms, maintain this state, and draw the picture you see first in your heart..."

Li Daoxuan was completely immersed in a mysterious state at this moment. He seemed to have forgotten everything. Ancient words flashed through his mind. He clearly didn't recognize them, but he could understand the true meaning.

Every word seems to contain the most fundamental mystery in the universe, mysterious and mysterious.

As for his hands, they were moving automatically, as if with divine help.

As soon as a stroke fell, the whole world seemed to surge, and some mysterious changes occurred. On that ordinary drawing paper, rays of fairy light actually appeared.

Taizhen took a long breath and was covered in sweat. It was obvious that teaching this magical power was also a very consuming task for her.

Fortunately, the junior brother was really determined and actually got started, which made her worried for a long time.

This magical power is very special. If you can't get into it once, it means you have no chance. Even if you practice for hundreds and thousands of years in the future, you will never be able to get in.

Even when Heaven is still there, there are only a handful of immortals who can cultivate this magical power.

Next, the level to which junior brother can cultivate depends on his own destiny.

Thinking like this, Taizhen suddenly felt a drop of liquid slide down his cheek, as bright as blood.

She was startled, and hurriedly came to the bronze mirror, only to find that the cinnabar between her eyebrows had begun to melt.

The seal is loose!
The matter of spreading the Dharma was still discovered by Him!
Taizhen looked at the bronze mirror, looking at the increasingly unfamiliar version of himself in the mirror, his eyes narrowed, and he said firmly: "If you force yourself to wake up, don't blame me for not abiding by the previous agreement."

The cinnabar between the eyebrows that was gradually melting suddenly stopped.

Taizhen looked back at Li Daoxuan, but the figure in the bronze mirror remained motionless.

"I only have one junior brother."

Taizhen continued to look at himself in the bronze mirror and said word by word: "Giving him a gift can be regarded as repaying your karma in this world."

Taizhen in the mirror said nothing and didn't move his lips. He just looked at her quietly, his eyes as deep as eternal glaciers.

After an unknown amount of time, the figure in the mirror gradually disappeared. Even if Taizhen was standing in front of the mirror, it was empty.

Taizhen finally breathed a sigh of relief, the cinnabar between his brows no longer melted, and everything returned to the same state as before.

She was in a daze for a while, wondering what she was thinking. Finally, she let out a long sigh and walked towards Li Daoxuan, who was still painting.

"I don't know how long Junior Brother will continue to paint. Let's see what he draws."

Taizhen still has some expectations in his heart. The junior brother is now trapped in the deepest level of enlightenment. He will only draw the most important and unforgettable scenes or people in his heart. There is no way he can hide anything.

I wonder if...she will be in junior brother's painting?

Taizhen walked to the table and looked at the painting. Although it was not completed yet, it had begun to take shape and the rough lines were sketched out.

The next moment, her pupils trembled.

this painting……

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Outside Langzhong City, deep in Panlong Mountain.

A short, fair-looking young man stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Langzhong City in the distance. His eyes turned strange blood red.

"You have been standing here watching for two hours, have you seen anything?"

The old man known as Grandmaster Abe walked slowly. He looked old, but walking on the mountain felt like walking on flat ground.

The young man did not turn around, his voice was very solemn.

"Reorganization."

The old man asked in surprise: "What reorganization?"

The young man pointed at Langzhong City and said: "My eyes allow me to see that the earth, water, wind and fire around this ancient city are all being reorganized!"

"How is this possible? Legend has it that only when the world is created or destroyed will the earth, water, wind, and fire be completely reorganized!"

The old man was a little surprised, but he also knew that the other party's eyes were magical and he should not be mistaken.

"It seems that this place is far more mysterious than we imagined."

The young man sighed.

The old man added: "No matter what is here, we have got what we want. It is better to return to Japan as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams."

The young man shook his head and said, "We can't go back yet."

"Why?"

The young man pointed to his nose and said, "Because I smell a special smell on that thing."

"What smells?"

The young man came up and whispered something in his ear.

The old man was shocked, and his eyes flashed with light.

"Really?"

The young man nodded.

The old man was so excited that he trembled all over. He laughed and said, "Haha, God bless me Japan!"

"I, Japan, will be the next Tang Dynasty!!!"

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