Soul Painter

The darkness on this ice source.

It seems to carry a haze that can invade human cognition.

As a result, the torch in Gao Fan's hand will dim after a while.

Gao Fan drew a torch and held it in his hand.

But the figure of the armored warrior and the crowned black robe disappeared.

But the human projection that has been integrated into the long river of human history is also quietly missing.

Light the torch again.

An old human being was photographed.

He is pacing in the dark, and his portrait shows the posture that a wise man should have. His face is plump and rosy, his forehead is raised high, and his white eyebrows hang down on both sides of his face. His expression is kind, but it gives people a sense of awe. He is holding Scroll, holding a pen in the other hand, murmured: "What is Tao?"

"Mr. is a painter?" Noticing Gao Fan, the old man said with a smile, "There are strange people who say that a painter can draw the Tao that ordinary people like me can't see. I don't know what it looks like?"

The torch in Gao Fan's hand went out again.

When it is lit with a paintbrush.

A huge monster suddenly appeared in front of him.

It has eight legs under its body, like a giant spider.

But the face is a human feature.

And it's a woman.

Seeing Gao Fan, she spat out a curse that Gao Fan couldn't understand from her scarlet mouth—it wasn't a good word anyway.

Immediately she raised a spider leg, raised it high and then lowered it, trying to attack Gao Fan.

Gao Fan stepped back in a hurry, stuffed the torch into the fern covered by the snow, and extinguished the fire. The vicious curses gradually faded away in the darkness.

It seems that with the departure of light there is also the passage of time and space.

It seems that Gao Fan is carrying the light of civilization in some fragmented history of the long river of time.

Then, every time Gao Fan lit up the torch in his hand, he extinguished it.

There will always be a spectacle.

Or a woman with beautiful makeup in the dark is combing her hair, but what is reflected in the mirror is a monster's face.

Or a stone tablet revealed in the darkness, two or three meters high, carried by a stone turtle. In front of it is a pile of heavenly scriptures, which cannot be understood. Approaching, the stele began to shake, as if there was a magma earthquake rolling inside, Gao Fan did not dare to approach it.

There are a total of six mysterious and eccentric scenes that make people excited. After appearing and disappearing in the darkness before Gao Fan's eyes, Gao Fan finally saw someone with whom he could communicate.

When Gao Fan took out a torch from the painting for the seventh time.

He saw a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat in front of him, plowing the field with a hoe.

Gao Fan walked up to him, looked carefully for a while, and said, "There are no crops on this ice field, what are you farming here?"

"In this ancient time, there is no goal for you. What are you looking for here?" The middle-aged man asked back. At this time, Gao Fan could see his face clearly. His nose was straight and his mouth was square, his eyebrows were clear and his eyes were clear. He looked like an old man. A handsome man, even the old farmer's attire couldn't hide his handsomeness.

"It should be an appointment with...well, an old friend." Gao Fan didn't know who he was looking for, but he just felt that it was in front of him.

"It's right to say he's an old friend." The middle-aged man's face made Gao Fan more and more familiar, "He asked me to wait for you here and tell you a few words."

"You are Wang Ximeng?" Gao Fan suddenly remembered that when he was using the "Scroll of Ascension to Spirit", he had seen this great painter in the inspiration given by the elk cat.

"I'm right." Wang Ximeng nodded.

"But aren't you in the secret realm of the elk cat? Why are you here?" Gao Fan was surprised, and he asked another question, "Do you know that your history has been buried? No one remembers that you were in the history I only remember "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"."

Gao Fan once again encountered a disappearing human pillar in his hall of inspiration, and couldn't help asking a few questions that he cared about.

"After joining the mystery, I have become a mystery. This part has something to do with blood. As for human history, since I have been hidden from the world, what has it to do with me?" Wang Ximeng said.

"So this is only part of your memory, related to blood... Is it really Wang Shiluo?" Gao Fan murmured.

"He asked me to tell you, don't run after him." Wang Ximeng said, "After he hides the seven sages, if you want to catch him, you need to find the ruins of the seven sages, which is very dangerous, he said,' Brother, it's not worth it just for a dose of paint. If you like it, my ancestors can give it to you as a teacher or as a servant. In short, don't chase after me'.

"This unworthy descendant!" Wang Ximeng spat after finishing speaking.

And after Wang Ximeng said these words in this familiar tone, Gao Fan couldn't help confirming one thing in his heart.

"It's really Wang Shiluo, he is really the third demon." Gao Fan was quite surprised and took it for granted.

"My Wang family has a devil's son and grandson, it's really evil." Wang Ximeng sighed.

"Devils can still be reincarnated." Gao Fan asked.

"He is not an ordinary demon, but an eternal demon." Wang Ximeng said, because of his mysterious incarnation, he understands the mystery. In the feudal dynasty, the industrial age, and even the world you are in now, he coexists with human beings. Among human beings, he left seven coordinate points. If you want to find his trace, you must go through these coordinates one by one. I am one of them."

"But he gave me you for nothing." Gao Fan was puzzled, "If he didn't give it away, wouldn't I have to spend time looking for it... Eh? I got it!"

Gao Fan let out a low cry.

Because when it comes to this, both inspiration and research tell him something is wrong.

"It seems that you have understood." Wang Ximeng said with a smile.

"But there's nothing you can do about it." Gao Fan sighed.

Between mystery, there is attraction.

In the definition of the system, the four demons are Gao Fan's prey, so waiting for the mystery possessed by Gao Fan to become stronger day by day, Wang Shiluo, the eternal demon, will definitely give the head obediently. As for what method to use, Gao Fan doesn't know, Wang Shiluo I don't know, because there is a greater master who is playing with their fate.

For this reason, Wang Shiluo must frame Gao Fan's traces of him within a certain range, that is, the ruins of the seven sages, and send Gao Fan's first sage to start this chasing journey. She will stand in front of him in a way that Wang Shiluo can't imagine, and turn him into a paint.

"A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains is the first step, and the Eternal Scroll of the Seven Sages is the second step. I deliberately hid this demon book in the body of the red devil Tabard because Wang Shiluo knew that it would be his turn to be 'infinite'." This taste of 'eternity', the guy who is with history, has the advantage of time, and he really has a good time." Gao Fan couldn't help feeling.

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