Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

"Let's sort it out first. Some things at home are taking up space. We should take them to the market and replace them."

Before leaving, Xuan had to sort out things at home and ask a few people to see if there was anything suitable for exchange.

He had a hide storage bag in his hand, so whatever he wanted to take away, he just had to stuff it into the storage bag.

This storage bag is different from the one used by practitioners. It is made from the food bag of a gold-swallowing rat. It simply shrinks the space and does not have any magical powers. Anyone can use it without the need for mental exploration or magic.

This thing cannot be compared to a cultivator's storage bag. If the things you want to take are not at the top, you will most likely have to pour out all the contents of the storage bag. You also have to control the strength when using it. Don't use too much force, and don't shake the bag to avoid damage to the things inside.

Of course, this thing is also quite precious in the Youxiong tribe. Only a very small number of people in the tribe can own it. It is not comparable to rice and is only less valuable than a spiritual painting.

Qing didn't have a storage bag because he didn't have enough control over his strength, while Xuan's storage bag belonged to Fubao.

After choosing and selecting, the few of them came to the small house where Yan Fang had stayed before. This was originally the storage place for Yan Fang's family.

"Xuan, how about taking these things over as well?"

Yan Fang helped from the side, and then pointed to several items with white light of opportunity that he had seen before, such as the black gold bone stick and the black feather fan.

He also wanted to take these things to the market. If he could open up an opportunity among them, even if he didn't use them himself, he could use them to intercept shipments.

Even a small amount of money is worth a lot of effort, and he is not going to put all his bets on Xuan.

Golden opportunities are hard to find, but there must be more blue and cyan opportunities below the golden ones in this primitive world with a very high upper limit. If the quality is not enough, you can make up for it with quantity. Maybe you can gather all the opportunities needed to return without intercepting the destiny.

"OK, all right."

Xuan first glanced at the bone stick and feather fan, feeling that there was nothing special about them, but nodded anyway.

Along the way, Yan Fang also helped him select some things. He could tell that some of those things were extraordinary, but some were relatively ordinary, the type that seemed useless at first glance and had no ornamental value, and that others would not exchange for good things.

Fortunately, Yan Fang didn't pick many things, so they wouldn't take up too much space. Thinking that Yan Fang was, after all, a practitioner with a heritage, and his words and actions were quite methodical and polite, he thought he wouldn't be aimless, so he didn't refute Yan Fang's opinion.

As for Qing standing aside, he had no objection to this. After knowing that Yan Fang was a painter, he would agree with whatever Yan Fang wanted to do.

"Everything is almost ready, it's time to set off, Yan Fang, why don't you bring your scroll?"

Xuan had already made preparations for this market, so he just packed up briefly before setting off. Seeing Yan Fang staying in front of the "Returning Home Picture" and not leaving, he asked him specifically.

"Well, the bird is enough. This scroll is not convenient to carry around, and it would be troublesome if someone wants to buy it. Let's put it here first."

Yan Fang shook his head and explained, then took one last look at the painting which had returned to its normal state and lost its artistic conception. He sighed inwardly, took his hands off the scroll, turned around and followed Xuan out the door.

"Chirp."

In Yan Fang's soul, the birds made slightly sad sounds. She was born not long ago and didn't know why she was sad. She just felt that she had lost something particularly important. The usual picture of home also became cold.

After his cultivation level improves, Yan Fang can take the bird spirit into his soul.

"I'm sorry. In two days, when I have my tools ready, I will definitely paint another one for you and give you a second home."

Sensing the bird's sadness, Yan Fang comforted the bird in his heart through his connection with the bird, and felt a little ashamed.

Although "Returning Home" depicts many things, the main subjects are the sparse stream, birds, and peach blossoms. When the birds leave, and he withdraws the energy of the sparse stream, this spiritual painting is ruined.

As for why Yan Fang did this, it was because of the Purple Gold Jade Book.

When he painted for Xuan before, the purple gold jade book would show Xuan's information. Yan Fang had speculated whether there was anything special about the scroll he painted.

So after following Xuan back to the original wooden house, he tried to use the jade book to absorb the energy of the changing scroll.

The results showed that the jade book was able to absorb the energy in the scroll, and the data in the jade book also changed accordingly.

Originally, in the jade book, the side showing the information of Shuxi had a blank left side. Now, the left side shows the image of Shuxi, a beautified image.

This image is even more handsome than Shuxi himself. If we say that the original appearance of the young Shuxi can only be described as above average, with a score of only 80, this score is because Shuxi is still a teenager. The one drawn by Yanfang, even with its front face, is probably only 85.

The image of Shuxi on the jade book scored 90 points. He was a beautiful young man whom Shuxi's mother, who was a descendant of a farming family, was so afraid that she dared not recognize him.

Yan Fang didn't care much about appearance, not to mention that the person on the jade book was a man. He just tried to click it, and two pieces of information appeared.

【Do you want to use painted skin? 】

[Do you want to transfer the Qi? ]

Both pieces of information were very easy to understand, and made Yan Fang's eyes sparkle with surprise.

The former may be a similar magical power of face-changing or transformation, which can be used to disguise and change identity, while the latter corresponds to the conditions for the use of imitation skills.

Although Yan Fang was rather envious of Painted Skin's ability, now that Xuan and the others were still nearby, it was naturally impossible for him to choose Painted Skin and transform in broad daylight.

[Cloud Step (Imitation) x3]

When the Qi is transferred, the ability column in the Shuxi information column will also change.

Yan Fang had no chance to try this ability, but he thought that even if this ability was only one ten-thousandth of the authentic Yunbu, it was still much more effective than the scroll.

The "Return Home Picture" can simply help him to nourish, increase his spiritual power and maintain his body balance, so that he will not be knocked down by the evil wind in the sky in ancient times. Spirit birds can also do these things, but the effect will be worse without the spirit painting.

"This energy seems to be different from what I thought..."

Yan Fang put aside the bird's emotions and turned to study the operating rules of the Purple Gold Jade Book.

He remembered that when he painted "Returning Home", Shuxi did not serve as his model. What he painted was actually the image of Shuxi in his memory: sunny and cheerful, talented, and devoted to the people and things he cared about. He was a very kind person who knew how to listen.

Take this time of leaving his hometown as an example. Shuxi, who was nurtured by his parents to become a carpenter since childhood, rarely had any contact with farming.

But after he knew that he was going to leave his hometown and his mother, he rushed to do a lot of work for his mother and prepared some gifts using his carpentry skills. It is said that he would visit his hometown in the next period of time and say goodbye to some elder friends, which would be both a farewell gift and a request for them to help take care of his mother.

Apart from being stubborn and losing his temper when discussing matters of craftsmen and history, Shuxi was also a very good friend. Even though Yan Fang was forty years old in his previous life and Old Liu was fifty-six, they were still able to chat with little Shuxi.

Shuxi's image in Yanfang's heart is also the reason why the bird is sad when Shuxi's Qi leaves her body, because the presence of Shuxi's Qi makes her feel that the painting is very warm, and she feels that Shuxi is her father...

In short, the energy in Yan Fang's paintings was definitely not collected from Shuxi, but the image of Shuxi in his mind.

"Does this mean that as long as I keep recalling and painting, I can obtain an endless supply of energy to use the inferior version of Cloud Step?"

Yan Fang couldn't help but fall into reverie, but he was still sober and knew that there were not so many benefits in this world, and there were probably limitations, but he had only tried it once and didn't notice it.

"Tweet!"

The bird kept chirping, expressing its sadness. At this moment, she did not have much intelligence, and her expression was just instinct. Yan Fang could only barely understand her, so it was impossible for her to accuse Yan Fang.

Although Xuan and the others were ancient humans and could understand a little bit, they just thought that it was the sadness of the painting spirit leaving the scroll and did not think much about it. After Yan Fang sealed the scroll, they did not know and had no way to open it without destroying it, so they did not know the situation of the spirit painting.

Just like that, without anyone noticing, changes began to occur in the bird that was experiencing sadness for the first time.

The pale yellow young feathers fell off and turned into spiritual energy, entering the spiritual energy circulation in Yan Fang's body. The new feathers gradually turned red. If Shennong was present, he would definitely recognize that red.