I'm Going Crazy Because I Can't Contract With The Heroic Spirit.

People like Li Shenxiu are probably born with the seed of painting, and they only focus on painting.

It's a pity that troubled times don't allow people freedom and choice, not to mention he is still the emperor.

The fate of a subjugated king was entirely his own fault.

But he is actually lucky.

At any rate, he was able to draw a path to the gods, and in a state of extreme despair and regret, he still had the ability to get angry, and more people could only die sadly.

But all of this seems to be just a dream now.

Nowadays, Li Shenxiu has clear eyes and sound ears. Naturally, he is incompatible with some kind of sad monarch who has lost his country.

He grew up in the Daqi Dynasty for four thousand years. Before that, it was the end of the Daqi Dynasty, and now it is the last prosperous era of the Daqi Dynasty.

Since the brothers Li Guanting and Li Yuanqing left behind legends that have been admired by future generations for thousands of years, the Daqi Dynasty can almost be regarded as the dynasty that least meets the requirements of "the most ruthless imperial family".

Therefore, Li Shenxiu's growth was smooth sailing, with brothers and sisters respecting each other, and he did not need to worry about the throne, as others would inherit it.

So he devoted himself to painting Taoism, painting scenes of prosperity and prosperous times, and truly became enlightened in painting Taoism, thereby achieving the legendary realm.

As for the opportunity to reach the gods, he accidentally had a thousand-year dream, as if he had returned to the beginning of the prosperous age of Qi, and witnessed with his own eyes the legends of Emperor Qi Zhaoming, Emperor Qi Zhaowen, Tiancejun, and Venerable Shenlong.

He communicated and circulated in his dream, while his body moved naturally and he drew with a pen.

When he woke up leisurely, his prince's palace had turned into Prince Qing's Tiance palace, and everything around him was a canvas, filled with all the legends.

Emperor Zhaoming of Qi led 7,000 Tiance troops to confront the 500,000 demon army in Tianhe City, killing more than 200,000 of them.

Emperor Zhaowen of Qi led an army of 300,000 to come to the rescue, and the brothers worked together to defeat the demonic army.

There were two brothers chatting and laughing in the bamboo forest, and the storm was rising.

He even drew out of thin air the Zhulongzhu Tianming, the town of Da Qi, which had disappeared for hundreds of years after the death of Emperor Zhaoming, based on the impression in his dream.

Zhu Tianming felt a familiar aura, rushing in from overseas. For a moment, two candle dragons soared into the sky, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

This time, everyone was completely confused.

Is it just a dream that was promised? Why is it so real? Was it really possible to summon Zhulong from overseas out of thin air?

Li Shenxiu, on the other hand, believed that he was not having a dream, but that his awesome ancestor gave him some guidance in his dream when he saw that his painting was blocked.

As a result, the story of "the immortal caressing my head" spread, and Li Shenxiu became the immortal in the painting, and Li Guanting was his "immortal in the painting".

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From this, we can understand why Li Shenxiu is so enthusiastic when looking at Li Guanting.

Li Guanting looked at him with relief in his eyes.

His efforts were not in vain. "The extension of Guo Zuo for nearly two thousand years", in the Daqi era, saved countless disasters and disasters.

When a speck of dust from the era falls on an individual, it becomes a huge mountain.

And he carried a huge mountain for that era.

"Ancestor!!"

Li Shenxiu's handsome face was full of an indescribable "idiotic smile" of bewilderment. He walked quickly to the steps of the bridge and rubbed his hands.

I have so many thoughts, but I don’t know what to say.

On weekdays, due to his blindness and deafness, as well as his own personality, he is somewhat aloof and self-centered.

But in front of Li Guanting, he has obviously turned into a pure and fanatical fanboy.

It is conceivable that if it were not for his powerful legendary heroic spirit body, he might have fainted due to excessive excitement.

President Chen on the side glanced at his heroic spirit, stepped forward and performed an ancient ritual: "May I ask, are you Emperor Qi Zhaoming?"

Li Guanting smiled and nodded: "Exactly."

"But are you acquainted with Lord Xuanyou and the others?"

"Exactly."

"Hiss...hoo."

Even with Chen Yuan's experience, he couldn't help but take a deep breath to calm down his inner excitement.

How long did it take for him to hand over the Daqi medium to Lord Xuanyou and let it be handed over to the spiritual master?

Given a media, he directly called the legend of the Daqi Dynasty over?

Then how about he apply directly to the central government to get the fragments of the national secret fairy court hidden in the treasury.

When the time comes, he will directly contract the Immortal Emperor, fly across the ocean and go straight to the big mouth named Mie on the other side of the sea.

With uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart, President Chen bowed again: "On behalf of Yuling World, I welcome you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a howling wind not far away.

With the sound of a dragon roaring, a red-haired young man with a dragon horn on his head ran over excitedly: "Your Majesty!"

It is Zhulong Zhutianming.

Li Guanting saw his old friend and nodded with a smile.

Regarding the title "Lord", he had corrected it many times. After all, in his memory, Zhu Tianming was his benefactor in his "previous life".

However, Zhu Tianming recognized this title, and Li Guanting could only follow it.

"Second brother!"

Hearing a loud laugh, Li Guanting smiled even louder: "Brother! Are you okay?"

"Great Ancestor!!"

Although Li Shenxiu had met Li Yuanqing a long time ago, being able to recreate the scene in his dream and seeing the two ancestors appear at the same time still made him extremely excited.

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded at him. He was not as emotional as Li Guanting, but regarded Li Shenxiu as an outstanding descendant.

Walking behind Li Yuanqing was a silver-haired old man wearing an upright Chinese tunic suit.

Although it was midnight, his clothes and hair were still meticulous.

He is not young, but he is energetic and has a strong body.

This old man's name is Fu Xiude, he is President Chen Yuan's immediate boss and the president of the Southeast Province Yuling Association.

According to the position in Yuling World, he is almost provincial governor plus.

The call Chen Yuan made before was to him.

The reason is very simple. One of the heroic spirits who signed the contract with the president is the famous Emperor Qi Zhaowen.

Emperor Zhaoming of Qi and Emperor Zhaowen of Qi are the only brothers and emperors in the world.

If Emperor Qi Zhaoming was born out of nowhere, Emperor Qi Zhaowen would naturally be called over.

President Fu is an old man, but because of his strong mental power, he has contracted with legendary or even epic-level heroes, and has received support in return, making his body strong and strong.

But he couldn't bear Chen Yuan's phone call in the middle of the night, which made him feel extremely upset.

In order to share the joy of the birth of Emperor Qi Zhaoming, President Fu made more than a dozen phone calls to share the good news with his old friends, and then Zhu Tianming appeared.

When they heard that Li Guanting appeared, Zhu Tianming and Li Yuanqing became more excited than the other.

Hundreds of miles away, a giant dragon flew into the sky at high speed.

Chen Yuan and the others had only chatted for a few words when Fu Xiude and the others showed up.

But Zhu Tianming really has no idea of ​​respecting the old and caring for the young, so the ejection is really accelerated throughout the whole process.

As long as you can't fly to death, fly to death.

Fu Xiude said that he now feels a little bit airsick.

Despite his meticulous appearance, his feet are actually weak now.

If he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of the legend, he would be squatting on the roadside and vomiting.

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My head hurts so much, I feel like my red-haired monster virus is about to attack.

I will spend my later years covered with red hair and be confused...

Also: Recruit a name for the simulation protagonist of the next article.