Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

The art of painting has existed since ancient times. Unlike visualization and body-building methods, it emphasizes the connection between the state of mind and the universe.

If your state of mind is high, you can use your heart as brush and ink, and the world as canvas, and you can express yourself freely and without restraint.

Of course, this also requires a certain level of cultivation. Most practitioners will only practice one or two minor skills after they have achieved success in their cultivation. Even the sects that rely on painting as their main inheritance require their disciples to have a certain aptitude for breathing exercises. Therefore, when they take action, they have a certain strength relying on their own vitality, which is in no way inferior to the body-building martial arts that humans have been exploring for thousands of years.

Yan Fang is different. He has no aptitude for cultivation. His spiritual power is borrowed from the bird spirit. Not only is his progress slow, but his time is also short. Therefore, he is a weakling in the Youxiong tribe where there are very few cultivators. He plays the role of a coward most of the time.

Well, the other protagonists are playing pigs to eat the tiger, but Yan Fang is the real pig in this era. When he first arrived, he couldn't beat even the one-year-old children who could walk, let alone the big goose.

This time Yan Fang can still hide behind Xuan. He can see that Chi’s hostility is not deep. It seems that he just wants to force Xuan to take action and see Xuan’s true strength. Although Xuan has some concerns, he has no intention of hiding it anymore. In order to protect him, he must take action.

However, Yan Fang stopped Xuan who was about to take action.

After painting the bear landscape painting last night, he has the ability to protect himself, and he doesn't want to be a coward anymore. This is his best chance to show off in public.

In this era where strength is respected, the weak have no human rights. There are only a few people in the Youxiong Tribe and even in the entire Honghuang Xuan who will protect the weak and make friends with the weak. Therefore, in order to avoid this kind of crisis, Yan Fang decided to speak with strength.

This is the best opportunity. Chi is considered a strong man in the Youxiong tribe. As long as he can block Chi's attack for a moment, he can prove his ability. At least the few scoundrels below Chi will no longer come to compete with him blatantly.

If Chi is too strong and he can't stop him, Xuan will be there to back him up.

Yan reached into the storage bag with his left hand and took out the moon dew. Then a red light appeared in his right hand and he put it into the paintbrush. He used the world as paper, blood as ink, and the moon dew as the source to start painting. In just a few strokes, five or six strange and ferocious beasts appeared on the scene.

There are black and white dragons with golden lightning patterns all over their bodies and the characteristics of various strange beasts, there are giant green frogs with bushes as tails and red flowers on their tails, there are also strange hairy monsters with black and blue hair, there are also giant blue and white porcelain pots with cracked mouths, and giant rats with flames on their bodies.

If the Bear Tribe had not been short of land, this primitive version of the blacksmith shop, which also had a built-in space expansion formation, might not have been able to accommodate all of them.

As soon as these giant beasts appeared, they formed small vortexes of vital energy, sucking up all the vital energy in the vicinity, and their bodies were wrapped in a murderous aura.

"That giant frog is one of the ferocious beasts that the tribe encountered during their migration here?"

The young man with wolf patterns who was chatting over there was also shocked when he saw this scene. His family had its own background, and he immediately recognized the origins of these ferocious beasts.

If his observation was correct, each of the ferocious beasts summoned by strange means carried more or less of the beast race's innate martial arts will, which is why they were not destroyed under Chi's momentum.

The positions of these ferocious beasts were quite strategic, just surrounding Xuan and Yan Fang, helping them resist most of the evil spirits and special wills. Several ferocious beasts stared at Chi and Chi's men with eager eyes, and for a moment the situation seemed to be reversed.

"Who the hell are you?"

He immediately stopped chatting with the people in the blacksmith shop, and before Chi could speak, he stepped forward to negotiate with Yan Fang. As the second-in-command of Chi's powerful gang, he had the qualifications to do so.

"Painter, Yan Fang."

When Yan Fang saw the other party talking, he did not act arrogantly, but just spoke calmly, focusing all his attention on the ferocious beasts. At the same time, he used himself as the core to draw the vitality of heaven and earth and the evil spirits for the ferocious beasts to provide them with strength for fighting.

To be honest, it was the first time he ordered the painted beast under his command, and its power was beyond his expectations.

The painted beast is similar to the painted spirit, but it is just an empty shell without spirituality. Its core is still Yan Fang's will.

But there seems to be something unexpected this time...

Ever since he painted the landscape map of the Youxiong tribe and was given the Red Dust Silk by the witch, although the vitality of this area still has a fierce smell, it is no longer as repulsive to him as before.

In other words, with his painting skills and the use of the Youxiong Landscape Painting, he can use his own meager spiritual power to manipulate the mountain and water vitality of this area. Therefore, Yan Fang's meager spiritual power can perform such a move.

The appearance of these painted beasts was what he inherited through the mortal energy. He vaguely remembered the figures of several powerful and ferocious beasts in his dreams. Therefore, except for the blue and white porcelain pot, all the others were created by him using the images in his memory and using the art of painting.

He had not thought much about it at first, because he was just a mortal in his previous life. He was confined to the Kyushu barrier during the Western Han Dynasty and had not come into contact with any powerful beings. Those practitioners in the mortal world would not use magic frequently, so the only images he could borrow were the few ferocious beasts he dreamed of last night.

However, he did not expect that the Bear Tribe had always kept records of these ferocious beasts and had certain legends about them. The ferocious beasts he drew seemed to have some subtle connection with these legends and were therefore even more powerful than he had imagined.

Obviously, he just wanted to confront the opponent and fight him head-on with a few ferocious beasts.

"Huh? Interesting!"

What Chi saw was the size, and the little person in front of him brought him great surprise.

When he saw Yan Fang had a strange face, he initially thought that he was a villain who wanted to curry favor with the powerful and wanted to invest in him after seeing Xuan's rise, so he didn't care about his life or death. However, he didn't expect that Yan Fang could withstand the evil spirit that he had deliberately strengthened without any harm.

This inevitably made him look at her with a higher regard, but it was only a glance.

There are not many people in the tribe and the surrounding areas who can withstand his evil spirit. In his eyes, they are just beginners who can follow Xuan. He didn't expect that he would summon so many ferocious beasts now.

As a reserve leader, he knew more. In addition to the most famous giant frog, he also recognized the legends of other ferocious beasts. These were all ferocious beasts that had caused trouble to Youxiong or led to multiple hunting failures and were killed by the ancestors with great efforts.

"When I was young, I heard the legends about these ferocious beasts and wanted to fight them myself. I never thought I would have the chance today!"

Chi laughed loudly, with murderous aura still lingering in his eyes. He took a few steps and swung his pair of iron fists directly at the giant flaming rat closest to him.

My peers at that time were all yearning after hearing the legend. At best, they just wanted to go back in time to help their ancestors fight the ferocious beasts and protect Youxiong.

He is different. He has been practicing martial arts diligently and fighting desperately during hunts, just to prove that he is stronger than those ancestors!

He had indeed encountered a few beasts of the same level as those described in the legends, and had defeated them in one-on-one battles, but there were not many witnesses.

There are several legendary beasts in the field now. Although their strength is not as good as the seventh-level legendary beasts, the fact that he is fighting five of them alone in public proves that his strength is far beyond that of his ancestors, right?