Chapter 73 The World in the Painting, Liangzhou City
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 in an instant 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 and talk 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 could finish his words, 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 painting 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.
The scroll spontaneously combusted without fire, 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 you in the temple just now? Why are you 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. That's how the mountain temple came into being."
"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 has been 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 any inconvenience in Liangzhou Mansion, he can come to me, and 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 nothing to do if you do it casually! 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 Method, 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 used to look forward to every lottery in order to pass the exam. Now he is calmer and can accept whatever he draws.
Soon, the result of the first lottery came out, from the memory fragment of Liu Yuxi.
Liu Yuxi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, Ji Chen had drawn many memory fragments of him before.
Then, Ji Chen continued the second lottery.
Wang Changling memory fragment.
The third time, Han Yu memory fragment.
The fourth time, Su Shi memory fragment.
The sixth time, Liu Zongyuan memory fragment.
Observe!
Ji Chen was directly numb!
Although I don't care, you can't just take a little memory fragment of yourself!
After all, I want to challenge all the Confucianism and Taoism in this world by myself, so you can't do it one by one.
The seventh time, Zhao Mengfu memory fragment.
Fortunately, calligraphy finally came.
The eighth time, Ouyang Xun memory fragment.
Ji Chen: ? ? ?
Forget it, everything depends on fate.
Until all the reputation was used up, a total of 31 draws were made. Gained a lot of memories, then sorted, integrated, and absorbed.
Ji Chen's bookish aura became stronger and stronger, and the murderous aura tainted by killing was also washed away.
At this moment, he looked like a scholar who was powerless.
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After seven days of trekking, Liangzhou City finally came into view again.
A huge and majestic city was located between the wasteland and the mountains.
The mottled walls were covered with scars of swords and guns, showing that this majestic city had suffered countless wars, but it still stood here.
At the huge city gate, two rows of black-armored soldiers stood, and their cold eyes swept through all the pedestrians in and out. If they met someone with a fierce face or a sword, they would stop him and ask him for a check.
If they met a vendor or a beggar entering the city, they would also check the pass.
Ji Chen and Gao Zhe and others separated before they approached the city wall.
Gao Zhe and others found an excuse to leave, and Ji Chen led the horse and walked straight to the city gate.
Maybe it was because of his scholarly attire, or because of his handsome appearance, he was not stopped for questioning even though he had a weapon on his waist.
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I caught a cold, and I wrote with a fever, and my head was dizzy.
I'll write two chapters first, the two chapters I owe, I'll make up for them later when I have time.