Without A Heroic Spirit, I Can Only End In Person

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After learning the method of Danqing, although Jiang He is still wandering in the rivers and lakes, his life has gradually stabilized.

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

He once drank with the woodcutter, used the wine as a sword, and slashed the spider's wife.

Also in the desolate village of Fuling, he took up a brush and made a painting, presenting the love of ghosts to people.

He once sat down with the wolf officer and used fire as ink to burn human skin.

He also used to divide the water in the Mohe River and Heijiang River, and painted the monster toad at the bottom of the river.

When I have nothing to do in my spare time, I often go to describe the landscape and study other techniques;

In a flash, seven years passed.

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

On the basis of hundreds of years of cultivating Taoism and hundreds of years of painting skills, the proficiency of the two techniques of painting spirits and painting gods has been improved.

In the past, the scene where Yan Qingliang put pen to paper and transformed into a dragon was no longer so full of unknowns in his eyes.

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

"That's accumulation."

Jiang He brushed his fingers over the words, attributed all his experience and knowledge to himself, and gradually digested them.

The reason why he was able to grow so rapidly was not because of any special talent for painting, but purely because of the rich background accumulated day by day.

This solid background can not only greatly increase the speed of practice.

It can even make Jiang He surpass most geniuses, raise the state of his martial arts to a level that they can't even reach after exhausting their entire lives, and display a peerless magic——

After all, no matter how good other people's painting skills are, it only took a few decades to reach the level of perfection...

What about the law?

Jiang He still has hundreds of years of experience in cultivating Taoism and practicing various techniques, leaving it here.

Even if it cannot be fully inherited, it is normal for the learning speed to be greatly improved by analogy.

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

"If I just practice Taoism, it's only been less than ten years now, and at most I have super first-class strength."

"After practicing the method of Danqing, although my proficiency is not high, the growth rate has not slowed down much, but has improved slightly, allowing me to step into the extreme level."

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

"Even so, I haven't even felt the existence of any bottlenecks, which shows that this is far from the limit of drawing the gods..."

"This is definitely a magical technique!"

Jiang He was delighted.

The power of the miraculous technique can be seen from the Jiling technique.

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

As long as you can maximize your proficiency, in this degenerate era, you can easily reach the point of overwhelming your entire life.

Moreover, compared with Ji Ling Gong, the method of Danqing has the advantage of universality.

The spiritual power can only be used against magic energy.

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

The law of Danqing is different.

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

Feel the potential of Danqing magic.

Jiang He became more excited and continued to walk the rivers and lakes.

Improve your proficiency while drawing.

After seven years, Ruan Xiangyu has become weaker and weaker, and her strength has dropped from near the top to second-rate.

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

When accompanying Jiang He in the wilderness, his existence was occasionally seen through, causing news to spread.

Realizing that the fox was hiding in the wilderness, Emperor Meng immediately came up like a dog, and dispatched various experts to look for the fox in the wilderness.

Although it failed to produce any achievements.

But it made Jiang He feel a little urgent.

time does not wait.

It was only a dozen years before Ruan Xiangyu weakened to death.

But he still has no progress...

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

In this way, it is necessary to practice drawing skills more frequently.

Nothing strange.

Then go to paint mountains, water, people, and the world.

In this way, 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. 】

[You walk wildly, and your skills become more and more proficient. 】

[Because he often draws strange pictures, his reputation spreads, and he is called the painter of strange things. 】

[However, one day, you went to the border city of Huangzhou, wanting to draw pictures of all living beings, and you ran into a top master sent by Emperor Meng, and you were seen through. 】

【When he saw you walking with the fox girl, he was stunned and realized, so he attacked. 】

[You fought with him, although you managed to get away, but the news leaked out, Emperor Meng knew that you were with the white fox, and became furious. 】

【You knew that Emperor Meng was crazy, so you decided to...】

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

"It was discovered..."

Jiang He scanned the words on the page, frowning slightly.

There are gains and losses.

He changed from a Taoist priest to a painter. Although he can still use the old Taoist methods, the effect will be greatly reduced.

The same is true of concealment.

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

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

That's the point.

It turned out that Emperor Meng didn't take drawing swords seriously at all.

His mind is full of prolonging his life, and he only wants to live forever. Even if he is wanted, he turns his head and forgets about it. He only has Yuxiang White Fox in his eyes.

Didn't connect the two at all.

Have they all appeared in the frontier?

Bianhuang was originally a place where the ruling power of the imperial court was weak, and those fugitives from death row would all run to Bianhuang, which is not a connection at all.

Even if the fox girl broke into the Cailang painting workshop and was seen by others, she was still fighting with the painting workshop.

The two are more like enemies.

Later, Emperor Meng sent people to Cailang Painting Workshop to check, but found nothing, so he didn't take it to heart.

It's different now.

Emperor Meng knew through his subordinates that the painter Zhiyi, who has become more and more famous in recent years, actually walked with Yuxiang White Fox...

Naturally, he would think of the Cailang Painting Workshop earlier.

"Emperor Meng has almost gone crazy in order to prolong his life."

"Knowing my connection with Xiangyu, and knowing that I practice Danqing, I will definitely do something to Cailang Painting Workshop..."

Jiang He frowned and made a choice.

【Personal interference】

He has just stepped into the top level not long ago.

Originally, I wanted to practice for a few more days, wait until the strength is stronger, and then get rid of Emperor Meng, saving a chance to personally intervene.

Since Emperor Meng disagreed.

Then do as he wishes.

...

Kaizhou, Cailang Painting Workshop.

When Emperor Meng learned that Master Zhiyi was traveling with Yuxiang White Fox, he was furious.

Directly issue an order——

Because Cailang Painting Workshop colluded with the imperial criminals, all the people in the painting workshop were arrested, and anyone who resisted would be shot to death.

After receiving the order, the state officials immediately dispatched the Kaizhou army to surround Cailang Painting Workshop.

Just as he was about to break into the painting workshop, he saw Molong soaring into the air, frightening the soldiers.

But saw the white-bearded painter stepping down from Molong, and said.

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

When the governor saw Mo Long, he was taken aback.

Hearing this, he sneered.

"Yan Miaoshou, this officer has been ordered to arrest all the people in the painting workshop and seal the workshop. It would be too naive for you to want to carry it alone."

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

"Do it!"

The state official gave an order.

Many soldiers followed the entrance of the painting workshop and broke into it.

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

But I saw a group of soldiers coming forward, directly smashing the wall of Cailang Painting Workshop, and filing in.

Yan Qingliang stood at the gate of Cailang Painting Workshop, watching all these scenes, feeling powerless.

The Cailang Painting Workshop has a long history. In the past, several generations of emperors even entered the workshop to learn art, and their status was lofty——

He had thought so before.

As a result, Dang Chaotian slapped him in the face severely.

Let him fully understand what is the ninety-five supreme.

Regardless of your long inheritance and long history, if you want to destroy it, it's just a thought.

As for the reason——

Painter Zhiyi had studied art in Cailang Painting Workshop, and had been known by the court for a long time, so he turned a blind eye to it and didn't take it seriously.

On a whim one day, he used this as an excuse to destroy the painting workshop.

Yan Qingliang sighed slightly.

He didn't blame the strange scholar.

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

Just like the one in front of him, looking at Cailang group paintings, his eyes are full of greedy state officials.

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

"If you want to commit a crime, why don't you have excuses?"

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

Just when Yan Qingliang sighed in despair.

But I heard the state official screaming in anger.

"Yan Qingliang, what did you do?"

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

Yan Qingliang was puzzled when he heard this.

He followed the gaze of the state official and looked at Cailang Painting Workshop behind him, his eyes suddenly froze.

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

A scroll.

Those soldiers who tore down the walls and broke into the workshop also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and turned their heads in horror, wanting to leave Cailang Painting Workshop.

In the next second, their terrified expressions and every movement they made froze in place.

A painter in white stepped out of the air, raised his hand and waved slightly.

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

With this action, the real Cailang Painting Workshop is revealed to everyone.

No damage, no collapse.

No one broke 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..."

"Then what about me?"

"Is it enough to satisfy you?"

...

After a while.

The painter in white handed a scroll to Yan Qingliang.

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

Yan Qingliang took the scroll, full of amazement.

He also walked into the scroll...

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

How many years has Xiaoyou Ning learned the Danqing magic method?

It has reached such a state!

However, compared to Danqing Miaofa's realm attainments.

Yan Qingliang was more concerned about another matter.

"Little friend Ning, what do you mean..."

"I'm going to change the emperor for this world. The imperial capital is not far away. Three days should be enough time for the news to come back."

"?!"

Just when Yan Qingliang was in a daze.

But the painter in white said 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 said, holding the spirit mane brush and swishing it to make a painting.

But I saw a winged Pegasus formed out of thin air, striding forward.

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

The Tianma screamed proudly, but actually stepped away.

Yan Qingliang looked up and laughed when he heard the sound.

"This is unconstrained."

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