God of Taoism

  Chapter 168 Ghost in the painting

"This is really strange. Could it be that Nanli Academy really has so many powerful disciples?" Although Yuxiu thought it was unlikely, she couldn't help but encounter a Nanli disciple who was so strong. I muttered in my heart.

"Stop playing, stop playing, I can't win." Hong Ling gave up grabbing the ball, looked at Huang Xian who seemed to be younger than her, and asked: "This junior sister is so handsome, what school are you from?" disciple?"

   "The Phoenix Immortal of the Jingtai Academy." The Phoenix Immortal replied.

  The four of Yuxiu were all shocked when they heard this, and said to themselves, "It's Jingtaiyuan again?"

   "Junior Sister Huangxian, the food is ready, let's go back to eat." Song Le ran over to greet Huangxian. Song Le was responsible for Huangxian's basic necessities of life on Nanli main island.

  Although Song Le is young, he is quite dedicated as the senior brother of Jingtai Academy. It is only a talent in cultivation. In Nanli Academy where there are many talents, it can only be regarded as an upper-middle posture.

  Yu Xiu and the others wanted to ask something else, but Huang Xian had already packed her things and left with Song Le.

"Jingtai Academy, and then Jingtai Academy, first there was that surnamed Bai, and then this Phoenix Immortal, with such two disciples, it is impossible for Jingtai Academy to be the weakest academy in Nanli. I think this Jingtai Academy, It is simply the trump card that Nanli Academy deliberately hid from us. Fortunately, we met first, otherwise, when the exchange meeting is held, we will focus on the famous disciples of Nanli Main Academy and Lihuo Academy. Maybe it is true You will suffer a lot." Yu Hualong said with a frown.

  Yuxiu also nodded and said: "It's really lucky that we met."

  The four of them felt that Jingtaiyuan was the enemy of this exchange meeting, and it was the opponent they really needed to pay attention to.

  On Lihuo Island, Chilong Sage called the two best scribe disciples in Lihuo Academy to him.

  One is a very majestic Lei Yan, and the other is a very delicate and elegant one named Zhao Chuanhua. Both of them are holy grades and true life seals, but both are still ninth grades, and have not yet entered the realm of holy grades.

   "Lei Yan, you will represent our Lihuoyuan to attend this exchange meeting." Chilong Sage looked at Lei Yan and said.

   "Yes, this disciple must do his best to defeat the disciples of Beiming Academy and win honor for Lihuo Academy." Lei Yan said loudly.

   "Very well, you should make preparations first." Chilong Sage nodded slightly in satisfaction.

  After Lei Yan left, Chilong Xiancai looked at Zhao Chuanhua and said, "Chuanhua, there is something I need you to do as a teacher, and only you can do this."

   "Despite the master's instructions, the disciple will do his best." Zhao Chuanhua bowed and said.

   "Go and draw a portrait of all the disciples of Jingtai Academy, including Bai Cangdong." A gleam flashed in Chilong Xianren's eyes.

   "The disciple understands what to do." Zhao Chuanhua smiled slightly, which made people feel like spring is coming to the earth. He is a rare handsome man.

  Zhao Chuanhua returned to his room, but saw a woman sitting in his room, her eyes were red, and there was still a trace of crystal in her eye sockets, obviously she had just cried.

"Chuan Hua, you haven't come to see me for a few days. Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy? Tell me, I will definitely change it, and I am willing to do anything for you..." The woman saw When Zhao Chuanhua came back, he rushed over and hugged Zhao Chuanhua, and said as if begging.

  Zhao Chuanhua looked at the woman with a frozen face, with a cold light in his eyes: "Who let you into my room?"

"Chuan Hua, don't be angry, I really miss you so much, I can't stand a day without you." The woman suddenly let go of Zhao Chuanhua, ran to the desk, picked up a painting, excited He said to Zhao Chuanhua: "I know you love me too, otherwise how could you draw me so beautifully? You must be..."

  That painting depicts a graceful woman in green clothes. If you look closely at her face, there is no doubt that it is this woman.

   "Don't touch my painting!" Zhao Chuanhua's handsome face suddenly became a little distorted, and he snatched the painting from the woman fiercely, and pushed the woman to the ground.

"Chuan Hua...Why do you treat me like this, tell me where I am wrong, I will definitely change it, I can give you whatever you want, I know you must love, right?" The woman got up from the ground , hugging Zhao Chuanhua's leg.

   "You can give anything for me, right?" Zhao Chuanhua looked at the woman with stern eyes.

  The woman thought that Zhao Chuanhua had changed her mind, so she burst into tears and said happily: "Yes, I can give you anything, for you, I can give everything, I can be a cow or a horse..."

"I don't need you to be an ox or a horse, you just need to give yourself enough." Zhao Chuanhua smiled coldly, and suddenly took a picture of the woman with the painting, and the woman froze for a moment, as if she had fallen asleep. Like a demon, watching the woman in the painting does not move.

"Since you are willing to do anything, then be the ghost in my painting, and be a cow and a horse for me forever." Zhao Chuanhua took a scroll in his hand, and the woman suddenly threw herself into the scroll strangely, as if It seems to be sucked in by the painting, which looks extremely weird.

  After the woman was sucked into the painting, the original woman in the painting seemed to become alive all of a sudden, but the face that was originally very sweet now showed a burst of resentment.

  Zhao Chuanhua looked at the woman in the painting with satisfaction, and shook the scroll in his hand again. The woman in the painting disappeared, and the woman's body appeared in front of him.

   It's just that the woman at this time seems to be different from before, her eyes are dull and ignoring, as if she is a walking dead.

"It really makes people angry just looking at it. I thought you were an official disciple, and I was going to let you go for fear of trouble. Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me." Zhao Chuanhua glanced at the woman: "The more you look at it, the more you let me go." If people are angry, give me a slap in the face."

"Yes, master." The woman slapped herself directly on the face. The face immediately swelled up, and the corners of her mouth were oozing blood, but she didn't have the slightest intention to stop. She kept using her hands hard. If you slap yourself in the face, you will soon make yourself look ugly.

  Zhao Chuanhua ignored the woman, picked up a booklet and looked at it. On the booklet was the list of disciples of Jingtai Academy, and Bai Cangdong was the first one.

   "Who should I start with?" Zhao Chuanhua looked at several names, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing joy.

He has never dared to use this ability to **** powerful characters for fear of being discovered, but when it comes to painting monsters, there are very few monsters that can make him finish a painting quietly without moving, so he has never collected them. to the powerful ghost in the picture.

  His ability is very powerful, but there are also many restrictions. The target must be within ten meters to make a painting effective, and in the process of painting, the target must maintain the same posture in order to be successful.

Now Chilong Xianren asked him to paint the people of Jingtaiyuan, he is naturally happy to do it, after all Bai Cangdong and others in Jingtaiyuan are still strong, if he can really accept the ghost in the painting, it will be a great strength to him promote.

   "Let's start with him." Zhao Chuanhua's eyes fell on a name, and a sinister smile appeared on his handsome face.

  (end of this chapter)