The Era of the Law of the People: Full-level Talent at the Start

Chapter 21 The general trend, the gathering of millions of demons

There are indeed many imperial temples.

The closer you get to Kyoto, the more popular the temples of monks are.

On the contrary, Taoism is very rare.

So, Zhou Fan, in the next five years, visited all the temples in all the palaces and counties of the entire dynasty, admiring the Buddha statues.

At the same time, he also found that Ji Ruxue was right, these Buddha statues were covered with dark energy, and they seemed to be absorbing and suppressing the dragon energy of the dynasty.

However, the Buddha statue does not have as many comprehension points provided by the dark Maitreya Buddha, generally 1-5 points.

But there are too many Buddha statues.

It can almost be described as flooding.

Traveling all over the dynasty, the Buddha statue alone gave Zhou Fan 270,000 comprehension points.

In addition to viewing Buddha statues.

In the past five years, he has also spent a lot of money to train those destitute scholars, and let them paint, especially the pictures of life, to record the changes of the dynasty.

Because there is only this kind of picture, it provides many insights.

…

In the blink of an eye, it was another ten times of cold and summer.

Beiguo County.

The old locust tree in the yard is getting bigger and bigger.

Every time Zhou Fan finished painting a piece of work, the spirituality condensed in the old locust tree increased.

over time.

It, once again condensed the soul.

However, compared to the first ghost possession, the spirit condensed by the old locust tree this time is full of scholarly spirit, and occasionally paints with branches in the yard with great interest.

But they are all paintings that are quietly touched at night.

During the day, it erases its own paintings.

this day.

To Zhou Fan’s surprise, the painting by the old locust tree in the yard was not erased.

He walked to the middle of the yard.

Looking at the painting, he froze in place.

This painting depicts the scene of his sister standing in the yard wiping tears every time he did something wrong when he was a child, and he quietly stuffed rice balls.

Painting, vivid.

It even aroused Zhou Fan’s thoughts. He seemed to return to his childhood and saw scenes of memories of that year.

“Ding! Congratulations, you have realized yourself from the painting and realized the true meaning of the world.”

A voice resounded in my head.

But Zhou Fan stood still.

a long time.

He stretched out his hand reluctantly.

The old locust tree swayed, and a branch floated into Zhou Fan’s hands.

He moved.

Branches dance like swordsmanship.

In the yard, on the walls, on the stone platform, there are traces of branches everywhere.

The pen walks between dragons and snakes.

A picture of lifelike paintings jumped out.

“Ding! Congratulations on your comprehension of Spring and Autumn Brushwork, comprehension +100.”

“Ding! Congratulations on your superb painting skills, comprehension +150.”

“Ding! Congratulations on your extraordinary painting skills, and your comprehension +200.”

“…”

A beep sounded continuously.

Zhou Fan seemed to be in a state of self, and his hands kept moving.

After the last place in the yard that could be painted was covered with traces of branches, he stopped abruptly.

wow.

In an instant.

Like splashing ink on white paper, the paintings in the courtyard, on the stone platform, and between the walls came to life.

“Sister, hurry, hurry up and eat.”

“Brother, I made a few more coins today. When I save enough in the future, I will buy you books.”

“Sister, I secretly kept half a chicken leg.”

“Brother, see what this is, writing brush, you will definitely become a genius!”

“…”

in the courtyard.

Fragments of memories are everywhere.

The tender voices of children kept ringing, there were bells and bells laughter, there were rustling crying, there were laments and grievances, and there were quarrels with bare faces.

Look at these scenes.

Zhou Fan’s face was calm, and the corner of his mouth whispered softly: “So this is painting, this is life, I watched countless images in paintings, dark Buddha statues, Taoist catalogues… I didn’t expect that I only understood the form, but lost the reality. ”

“Wrong, it shouldn’t be like this.”

In the murmur, his figure disappeared in a flash.

A voice resounded over the yard: “Old locust tree, guard here for me.”

The huge old locust tree shook.

Twenty-five years after coming to the second small world.

The dynasty added an ascetic who walked the world.

The ascetic is Zhou Fan.

He set out from Beiguo County, along the official roads, rivers, and rivers, and traveled all over the 36 states of the dynasty and 148 houses…

During this period, he saw the famine of Yizi, the absurdity of worshipping the river demon, and the devouring of the Buddhist temple of the walking merchant.

Countless situations that he had only seen in the paintings were displayed one by one in front of his eyes.

Zhou Fan is like a passerby, witnessing a world in which demons are chaotic and dynasties are shattered.

It’s full of darkness here.

There is despair here.

He knows that even if he takes action, he will destroy the source of all this – the dark Maitreya Buddha and the descendants.

Can’t save this world.

so.

It was only after he finished painting in the yard back then that he said ‘wrong, it shouldn’t be like this’.

but.

that moment.

In the chaotic world of demons, the collapse of the dynasty has already formed a general trend.

Under the glory of heaven.

He can’t change.

He can save a dynasty, but he can’t save a world heading towards the abyss of destruction.

but.

Zhou Fan never gave up.

…

Forty-five years of cold and summer have passed quietly.

Accelerated by Ji Ruxue and the others, the entire dynasty has been shattered for more than ten years.

In addition to Beishan Prefecture, the other thirty-five prefectures were full of demon cholera, and there was no cock crowing for thousands of miles, and a large number of people fled to Beishan Prefecture.

Beiguo County has become the last piece of paradise in the world.

Huoshan House.

Under the dark Maitreya Buddha in the ancient temple.

Hundreds of descendants gathered to worship.

The boy who was headed back then is now a middle-aged man.

He was covered in black robes and wore a Maitreya mask, and his eyes were still as cold as ice.

“Dark Maitreya Buddha is just a mile away from reaching the limit of this small world – True Yang Realm. When I step through Beishan Mansion tomorrow, you can freely search for the resources of this world and get reincarnation points.”

The other descendants looked at each other.

All breathed a sigh of relief.

They are still willing to stay in this small world just for resources and for evaluation.

After all, the opportunity to come to a small world is very precious.

No one wants to leave early.

the next day.

Millions of demons in the entire dynasty gathered.

Earthquakes.

The black clouds rolled towards Beishan Mansion. *