I have a knife, I can kill monsters when I take it out of its sheath

All the Yin people were destroyed, but the situation in the mountain temple did not change. It was still black and white.

The world in everyone's eyes is all black and white, and it looks extremely strange and permeable, as if you are in a painting.

Ji Chen glanced at the door of the mountain temple. It was dark outside, like an abyss. It seemed that as long as he stepped out of this door, he would be swallowed up. The mountain temple is the only safe place.

prison!

Ji Chen realized instantly that he was trapped. This black and white world was like a landscape painting, trapping him and these traveling businessmen.

Ji Chen sheathed his sword and looked at the remaining soul of the mountain god in his hand.

"How to get out?"

"Go out, you are talking nonsense, there is a world in a grain of sand. This is the world of this God. Even a little mortal dares to blaspheme this God..."

Before he finished speaking, a ray of cold moonlight appeared in Ji Chen's hand, and the remaining soul of the mountain god burned instantly.

"I am the supreme venerable one..."

The voice of the remnant soul of the mountain god suddenly stopped and disappeared into ashes.

Ji Chen's cold eyes were full of murderous intent. He always tries not to hit idiots if he can kill them. This remnant soul of the mountain god still can't figure out his status. Asking you is just to give you a chance, not to leave you. There is no way out of this prison. "

Ji Chen visualized the bright moon in his heart, and a bright moon rose in his sea of ​​energy, illuminating his whole body.

This is the rising moon on the sea!

Ji Chen, who was originally black and white, began to glow and gradually gained color.

In the mountains and fields, a black and white scroll hangs on a tree branch, floating in the wind.

On the scroll, there is a figure shaking, which is extremely strange.

Suddenly, the body of one of them shone like a bright moon.

A ray of moonlight hangs down from high in the sky and falls on the scroll, echoing the bright moon on the scroll.

There was no fire in the scroll, and a hole was burned out.

A group of people fell out of the scroll, and a horse fell out with them.

Gao Zhe and others were completely confused.

Where is the temple?

Weren't we in the temple just now? How could we be in the mountains and fields?

Ji Chen turned around, looked at the half-burnt scroll next to him, and reached out to pick it off.

He had long sensed something was wrong.

How could Yin people not know about Cheng Huang? Even if he has never seen him, he has at least heard of him.

However, what Ji Chen didn't expect was that what trapped him was actually a painting.

Gao Zhe noticed the scroll in Ji Chen's hand, glanced at it, and his expression changed slightly.

The mountain temple in the scroll is exactly the same as the mountain temple they stayed in before.

"We just now?"

"We were trapped in the painting just now." Ji Chen explained.

"Trapped in a painting?"

Gao Zhe and others looked at each other, what Ji Chen said was unbelievable.

Ji Chen said: "There was no mountain temple here originally. Someone drew a mountain temple on paper with pen and ink, placed it in the mountains and integrated it with the mountains. This is how the mountain temple came to be."

"Originally, it was nothing. Some people entered Taoism through painting, and one stroke created a world. They even believed in the god in painting. It's just that this picture was used by others."

Ji Chen rolled up the scroll and put it into the ring.

In the painting, the remnant soul of the mountain god said three words: Great Venerable before his death.

Ji Chen met the great venerable once in Wenjiagou, so Ji Chen suspected that the person who painted the painting might be related to the Shenhuo Cult.

It was difficult for Gao Zhe and others to understand what Ji meant by the world in the painting, but this did not prevent them from understanding that Ji Chen had saved them.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiucai, for saving your life. I have some connections in Liangzhou Mansion. If Mr. Xiucai encounters some inconvenience in Liangzhou Mansion, he can come to see me. I will definitely be devastated."

Gao Zhe knew very well that with Ji Chen's ability and cultivation of both Confucianism and Taoism, if he couldn't solve the problem, it would be impossible for him to solve it with his little connections.

But this is an attitude, this is the attitude of life-saving grace. Others may not accept it, but you must show it yourself.

Ji Chen said: "It's easy to do it, it's nothing! When we go to Liangzhou City, we have to rely on you a lot."

Gao Zhe was frightened and said quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare. It's an honor for us to be with the scholar. I'm afraid that vulgar warriors like us will disturb the scholar's elegance."

After some polite greetings, everyone set off on their way.

The wind and snow had stopped, and a group of eighteen riders rode on the snow.

Ji Chen was riding on horseback, checking his attributes.

Since Black Dragon practiced the Dragon Subduing Heart Technique, his body has become stronger and stronger, and he can withstand severe cold for a long time.

However, the horses of Gao Zhe and others couldn't stand it, so they stopped and stopped along the way.

Fortunately, they didn't carry much with them and their speed was not slow.

Ji Chen took a look at the attributes.

Lifespan: 500

Strength: Innate - First Level

Kung Fu: Dragon Capturing Kung Fu - Level 1,

Supernatural power: Eight-step kicking into the air - the third step

Sword Technique: Yanyang Sword Technique - Perfection

Sword Technique: Cloaked Sword Technique - Grandmaster

Killed: 175,000

Reputation: 31000

The number of killing points has accumulated to 175,000. In the battle at the Mountain Temple, Ji Chen obtained 21,800 killing points.

In that battle, he killed a total of twenty-five Yin people, with each Yin person having more than 800 killing points.

The reputation also increased by more than a thousand, reaching 31,000.

Looking at the more than 30,000 reputation points and having nothing to do anyway, Ji Chen was about to start a lottery to see what good things he could draw this time.

The reputation draw is once a thousand points.

Ji Chen spent a thousand reputations and started the first lottery of the year.

He once looked forward to every lottery draw in order to take the exam for scholar. Now his mind is calmer, and he can accept whatever comes out.

Soon, the results of the first lottery came out, which came from Liu Yuxi's memory fragments.

Liu Yuxi was a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Ji Chen had drawn many memory fragments of him before.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Chen continued the second lottery draw.

Wang Changling's memory fragments.

The third time, Han Yu's memory fragmented.

The fourth time, Su Shi’s memory fragments.

The sixth time, Liu Zongyuan’s memory fragments.

Check!

Ji Chen was immediately numb!

Although I don't care, you can't just have a little bit of a person's memory fragments!

No matter what, I want to single-handedly challenge all Confucianism and Taoism in this world. You can't do it one by one.

The seventh time, Zhao Mengfu’s memory fragments.

Fortunately, I finally came up with calligraphy.

The eighth time, Ouyang Xun's memory fragments.

Ji Chen:? ? ?

Forget it, it all depends on fate.

Until all the reputation was used up, a total of thirty-one draws were taken. Acquired a lot of memories, then sorted them out, merged them, and absorbed them.

The aura of books on Ji Chen's body became stronger and stronger, and the murderous aura contaminated by killing was also washed away.

At this moment, he looked like a helpless scholar.

…

After seven days of trekking, we finally looked back at Liangzhou City.

A huge majestic city landed among the wasteland and mountains.

The mottled city walls are covered with scars from sword and gun battles, showing that this majestic city has been devastated by countless wars, but it still stands here.

At the huge city gate, two rows of black-armored soldiers stood tall. Their cold eyes scanned all the passers-by who came in and out. If they happened to encounter someone with a ferocious look or someone carrying a knife or sword, they would stop and inquire.

When encountering merchants or beggars entering the city, they will also check the directions.

Ji Chen, Gao Zhe and others separated before they even got close to the city wall.

Gao Zhe and others found an excuse to leave. Ji Chen led the horse and walked straight to the city gate.

Either because of his scholarly appearance or because of his handsome appearance, he was not stopped for questioning even though he had a weapon on his waist.

…

I have a cold. I am writing with a fever and my head is dizzy.

Let’s code two chapters first. The two chapters I owe will be made up later when I have time.