Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

After learning the art of painting, although Jiang He was still wandering around the world, his life gradually became stable.

He walks among the mountains and rivers every day and uses his paintbrush to record the strange things and strange people he encounters.

He once drank with a woodcutter and used wine as a sword to kill the spider's wife with a swing of his hair.

He once painted a picture in the deserted village of Fuling, and gave it to people as a ghost.

He once sat down with a wolf official, used fire as ink, and burned human skin with his pen.

He once went to the Mo River and the Heijiang River, and painted the monster toads at the bottom of the river with a swipe of water.

When I have nothing to do, I often paint landscapes and study other techniques; when the moon hangs high, I also wear red sleeves to add fragrance and light up the lamp to accompany me.

In a blink of an eye, seven years passed.

Jiang He has drawn nearly a hundred pictures of strange monsters.

On the basis of hundreds of years of practicing Taoism and hundreds of years of painting skills, he has improved his proficiency in the two techniques of spiritual painting and divine painting.

The scene in the past when Yan Qingliang turned into a dragon when he put pen to paper was no longer so full of unknowns in his eyes.

He has reached or even surpassed Yan Qingliang's realm.

"It's the accumulation."

Ega brushed his fingers over the words, taking all the experience and knowledge into himself and gradually digesting it.

The reason why he has grown so rapidly is not because of any special talent for painting, but simply because of the rich foundation accumulated day by day.

This solid foundation can not only greatly increase the speed of practicing the technique.

It can even allow Jiang He to surpass most geniuses, improve the state of his skills to a level that they can't reach even if they spend their entire lives, and display peerless magic——

After all, no matter how talented others are in painting, it only takes them a few decades to reach perfection...

What about practicing law?

Ega still has hundreds of years of experience in cultivating Taoism and practicing various techniques left here.

Even if you cannot inherit everything, it is normal for your learning speed to increase significantly by drawing parallels.

"Moreover, the method of painting is even more wonderful than I imagined."

"If I were to simply practice Taoism, in less than ten years now, I would only have super-class strength at most."

"After practicing the Danqing method, although my proficiency is not high, my growth rate has not slowed down much. Instead, it has improved slightly, allowing me to reach the ultimate level."

"It's already much stronger than Xiangyu at his peak."

"Even so, I haven't even felt the existence of any bottleneck, which shows that this is far from the limit of divine painting..."

"This is definitely a magical skill!"

Jiang He was delighted.

The power of the magical skills can be seen from Ji Ling Gong.

Even if there is only a little bit of magic left, it is still several levels beyond the so-called top skills.

As long as you can maximize your proficiency, you can easily reach the point of dominating your entire life in this Dharma-ending era.

Moreover, the Danqing method has the advantage of being universal in comparison to the Ji Ling Gong.

Ji Ling Gong can only target demonic energy.

Once there is no demon in the world, it is an ordinary method.

The rules of painting are different.

As long as your painting skills are high enough, you can show all kinds of magical powers, and there are no side effects caused by evil energy!

Feel the potential of the wonderful painting method.

Jiang He became more and more excited and continued to walk around the world.

Improve your proficiency while painting.

Over the past seven years, Ruan Xiangyu has become increasingly weak, and her strength has dropped from close to the top to the second-rate level.

Even because of her decline, she could no longer hide her figure perfectly.

When accompanying Jiang He on his journey through the wilderness, his existence would occasionally be revealed, causing news to spread.

Realizing that the spirit fox was hiding in the borderland, Emperor Meng immediately approached like a dog and sent various experts to search for traces of the spirit fox in the borderland.

Although it failed to produce any achievements.

But it made Jiang He feel a little urgent.

time does not wait.

There are only more than ten years left before Ruan Xiangyu weakens to death.

But he still has no progress...

Jiang He can only place his hope on Danqing's magical method, hoping to solve this problem through Dacheng's magical method.

In this way, you need to practice your painting skills more frequently.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Then go paint mountains, water, people, and all kinds of things in the world.

As a result, the speed of proficiency improvement has become much faster.

At the same time, it also increases the risk of exposure——

Until one day.

[Time flies, seven years have passed. 】

【As you walk through the wilderness, your skills become more and more proficient. 】

[Because he often painted Zhiyi pictures, his reputation spread and he was called the Zhiyi Painter. 】

[However, one day, when you went to the border city of Huangzhou and wanted to draw a map of all living beings, you happened to meet a top expert sent by Emperor Meng, and his figure was revealed. 】

[When he saw you walking with the fox girl, he was shocked and realized, and attacked. 】

[You fought with him, and although you managed to escape, the news leaked out, and Emperor Meng became furious when he found out that you were with the white fox. 】

[You know that Emperor Meng is crazy, so you decide...]

[A: Ignore it, B: Go to Dizhou, C: Go to Kaizhou, D: Intervene personally]

"I was discovered..."

Jiang He scanned the words on the page and frowned slightly.

There are gains and there are losses.

He has changed his job from a Taoist priest to a painter. Although he can still use the Taoist methods he once had, the effect will be greatly diminished.

The same is true for hidden Taoism.

That's why after encountering the eunuch sent by Emperor Meng to look for Linghu in Zhoucheng, he was spotted by that master who was good at needlework.

And he happened to be seen walking with the fox girl——

That's the point.

It turned out that Emperor Meng didn't take the sword-wielding painter seriously at all.

His thoughts were all about extending his life, and he only wanted to live forever. Even if he was wanted, he would turn around and forget about it, only seeing the jade-flavored white fox.

There is no connection between the two at all.

Have they all appeared in the wilderness?

Bianhuang was originally a place where the imperial court's ruling power was weak. Those escaped death row prisoners would all run to Bianhuang. This was not a connection at all.

Even when the fox girl broke into Cai Lang Painting Studio before, she was seen fighting against the painting studio.

The two are more like enemies.

Emperor Meng later sent someone to Cai Lang Painting Studio to check, but found nothing, so he didn't take it to heart.

That's different now.

Emperor Meng knew through his subordinates that the painter Zhiyi, who had become increasingly famous in recent years, was actually together with Yuxiang White Fox...

Naturally, he will think of the Cai Lang Painting Workshop.

"Emperor Meng was almost crazy in order to extend his life."

"Knowing my connection with Xiangyu, and knowing that I practice the wonderful painting method, I will definitely take action against Cailang Painting Studio..."

Jiang He frowned and made a choice.

【Personal intervention】

He has just reached the top level.

Originally, I wanted to practice for a few more days, wait until I was stronger, and then deal with Emperor Meng, so as to save an opportunity to intervene personally.

Since Emperor Meng disagrees.

Then let him do as he wishes.

…

Kaizhou, Cai Lang Painting Workshop.

Emperor Meng was furious when he learned that the painter Zhiyi was traveling with the Yuxiang White Fox.

Give orders directly——

Because Cai Lang Painting Studio colluded with imperial criminals, everyone in the painting studio was arrested. If anyone resisted, they would be killed without mercy.

After receiving the order, the state officials immediately dispatched Kaizhou's army and surrounded Cailang Painting Workshop.

When he was about to break into the painting studio, he saw the ink dragon flying into the sky, frightening the soldiers.

But he saw the white-bearded painter walking down from the ink dragon and said.

"I'll go with you, don't desecrate the studio."

When the state official saw Mo Longzhi, he was shocked.

Hearing this, he sneered.

"Yan Miaoshou, I have been ordered to arrest all the people in the art studio and seal the art studio. It would be too naive for you to want to take it on yourself."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for trusting the wrong person."

"Do it!"

The state official gave the order.

Many soldiers walked along the entrance of the painting studio and broke into it.

Seeing that the speed was too slow, the state official ordered again.

But they saw soldiers coming forward one after another, directly smashing the walls of Cai Lang Painting Studio and overturning them, and filed in one after another.

Yan Qingliang stood at the door of Cai Lang Painting Studio, looking at the scenes and feeling powerless.

Cai Lang Painting Workshop has a long history. In the past, several generations of emperors even studied in the workshop, and their status was high——

That's what he thought before.

As a result, the emperor slapped him hard in the face.

Let him completely understand what the Ninth Five Supreme Being is.

Regardless of your long heritage and long history, if you want to destroy it, it is just a matter of thought.

As for the reason——

Painter Zhiyi had studied at Cai Lang Painting Workshop and had been known to the court for a long time. Previously, he turned a blind eye and didn't take it seriously.

One day, on a whim, he used this as an excuse to destroy the painting studio.

Yan Qingliang sighed slightly.

He did not blame the strange scholar.

As an old man who has lived over a hundred years old, he has seen many things thoroughly.

Just like the state official in front of me, looking at Cai Lang Qun paintings, his eyes are full of greed.

"There is no Painter Ning today, but there will be Painters Li and Painters Zhang tomorrow."

"If you want to incriminate someone, why bother?"

"Cailang Painting Workshop has been established for too long..."

Just when Yan Qingliang was sighing in despair.

But I heard the state official yelling in fright and anger.

"Yan Qingliang, what did you do?"

"Do you know that His Majesty has an order, and if you dare to resist, you will be shot to death... How dare you resist?!"

Yan Qingliang was confused when he heard this.

He followed the state official's gaze and looked at Cai Lang Painting Studio behind him, and his eyes suddenly solidified.

I don’t know when it started, Cai Lang Painting Workshop was gradually stained with bright colors, and gradually evolved into...

A picture scroll.

The soldiers who knocked down the wall and broke into the studio seemed to realize something was wrong. They turned around in fear and wanted to leave Cai Lang Painting Studio.

The next second, their horrified expressions and every movement they made were frozen in place.

A painter in white stepped out of the air, raising his hand and waving slightly.

"Cailang Painting Workshop" turned into a magnificent canvas, flew up on the spot, quickly shrank, and fell into his palm.

With this action, the real Cai Lang Painting Workshop was revealed to everyone.

No damage, no collapse.

No one breaks into it.

The painter in white rolled up the canvas and looked at the state official in front of him.

"You said Master Yan's weight is not enough..."

"What about me?"

"Is it enough to satisfy Your Excellency?"

…

After a while.

The painter in white handed a scroll to Yan Qingliang's hand.

"Master Yan, this scroll can last for three days. After three days, you can release them."

Yan Qingliang took the scroll and was filled with wonder.

He also entered the picture...

But compared with the skills displayed by the painter in white, it is like a world of difference!

How many years has Xiaoyou Ning been studying the magic method of Danqing?

It has reached such a state!

However, compared to the realm of Danqing Miaofa.

Yan Qingliang is more concerned about another thing.

"Ning Xiaoyou, what do you mean..."

"I'm going to replace the emperor in this world. The imperial capital is not far away. Three days should be enough to convey the news back."

"?!"

Just when Yan Qingliang was sluggish.

But I heard the painter in white speak again.

"By the way, Master Yan, I remember you once said that there are magical beasts in this world, running among the clouds, day and night..."

"What do you think of me?"

The painter in white clothes said, holding a spiritual mane brush and swiping the brush into a painting.

But he saw a winged Pegasus taking shape out of thin air and walking proudly.

The painter in white got on his horse and pinched the horse's belly.

The Pegasus screamed proudly and flew away into the air.

Yan Qingliang looked up and laughed at the loud voice.

"This is the imagination."

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