Chapter 104 Strange Painting

After taking out the wooden carving of the building ship and putting it aside, Wang Xiaoming took out the last item, an ancient painting with a portrait.

This painting is the most special of these old items, because Wang Xiaoming cannot fully determine what it is.

This is a simple figure painting, in which a man dressed like Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia is staring at the front with indifferent eyes and expressionless face, and a chain-like decoration is hung around his waist.

There is no title, no signature, and no seal.

In the appraisal just now, the information obtained is very simple, that is, the figure painting from the painter of the late Tang Dynasty is suspected to contain deep spiritual power.

This is different from the content of the appraisal of other spiritual items that have lost their function, and the appraisal also said that this painting contains spiritual power.

You should know that if these things want to enter his laboratory, they need to go through several procedures for inspection, and even so, no problem with the figure painting was found.

So Wang Xiaoming was very curious about this figure painting. He mobilized his spirituality, unlocked the Secret Eye that was sealed by the leaf ghost, and looked at the ancient painting.

Strange...

Nothing can be seen!

Looking at this figure painting from the perspective of the Secret Eye is like seeing a pool of dead water, without any changes, and no different from what he saw with his naked eyes.

Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly. Just now, he felt a great spiritual suppression force in this painting, which not only suppressed the spiritual power of the ancient painting itself to a deep depth, but also suppressed the power of the Secret Eye.

With such a strong spiritual suppression, will his archaeological ritual still succeed?

Putting the ancient painting in the ritual, Wang Xiaoming mobilized his spirituality on the side.

The ritual started——

"Failed!"

The ritual really failed. After the whole set of rituals, the ritual did not have any reaction.

However, there was no disappointment in Wang Xiaoming's eyes. Instead, his face was full of surprise, with a hint of incredible in his expression.

"How is it possible? This ancient painting is actually a ghost!"

Originally, Wang Xiaoming had expected the ritual to fail, but surprisingly, the reason for the failure of the ritual was not the supernatural suppression power in the ancient painting, but the nature of the supernatural ghost in the ancient painting.

The function of the archaeological ritual is to view the historical fragments of some ancient cultural relics, and the function of the ritual is only effective for cultural relics and antiques.

It cannot work for some natural things that are not produced and created by humans, and supernatural ghosts are among them.

Archaeological rituals cannot work for supernatural ghosts.

Just when the archaeological ritual was held, Wang Xiaoming sensed the feedback in the ritual, which was the same as the feedback from the previous experiment with ghosts.

But if the ancient painting is a supernatural ghost, then why didn't it identify it just now?

"It should be related to the supernatural suppressive power contained in the ancient painting. That power is too strong. It not only interferes with the peeping eye, but also interferes with the identification ability."

After calm thinking, Wang Xiaoming made a guess. He felt that the ancient painting contained a lot of secrets, so he decided to send the ancient painting to the source quality knowledge wilderness. No matter how many secrets the ancient painting has, they will be solved one by one in front of the source quality.

Feeling the sight from the cameras around, Wang Xiaoming picked up the ancient painting and walked out of the laboratory to an empty lounge.

Since he controlled the leaf ghost, he can sense the sight from other people, whether he is watching the surveillance in front of him or behind him.

After skillfully arranging the transmission ceremony, Wang Xiaoming teleported the ancient painting to the knowledge wilderness, and then his spirit followed into the knowledge wilderness.

Also appearing in the core of the knowledge wilderness, Wang Xiaoming sat on a stone chair and looked at the ancient painting floating in the white light mist and light gauze in the distance.

With the blessing of the Wilderness of Knowledge, all of Wang Xiaoming's abilities have been comprehensively improved. He can now clearly sense the powerful spiritual suppression power in the ancient painting.

"So that's it!"

The spiritual suppression power in the ancient painting turned out to be external, not only suppressing the ancient painting ghost, but also disrupting all the abilities to observe it.

"Then separate them!"

As soon as the voice fell, invisible pressure appeared out of thin air, firmly fixing the ancient painting in place, and then a mysterious wave descended on the ancient painting, trying to separate the ancient painting and the spiritual suppression power in it.

With the surge of the power of the Wilderness of Knowledge, the scholar Yan Chixia in the ancient painting seemed to come alive and glared at Wang Xiaoming.

Then, under the power of the Wilderness of Knowledge, he reluctantly walked out of the ancient painting. He was the external spiritual power that suppressed the ancient painting ghost.

After leaving the ancient painting, the scholar Yan Chixia seemed to have no support and began to slowly dissipate. Wang Xiaoming moved his mind slightly, suppressed the dissipation, and turned it into a dark ball floating in the air.

The ancient painting on the other side did not change even after getting rid of the spiritual suppression. Wang Xiaoming summoned the ancient painting to check and found that the ancient painting ghost had already crashed.

Thinking that this ancient painting must have existed for a long time, it is normal for it to crash after such a long period of spiritual suppression.

Since it has crashed, Wang Xiaoming directly mobilized the ancient painting's ghost power to test its ability in the wilderness of knowledge. Soon he roughly understood the ability of the ancient painting.

The ability of ancient paintings is complex and simple, that is, it can imitate other supernatural powers.

As long as you draw the supernatural ghost you need to imitate on the ancient painting, you can truly possess the corresponding supernatural power, provided that you have seen the corresponding supernatural ghost, and you cannot just draw it blindly based on imagination.

"This ability is very good, but there is still a limit." Wang Xiaoming looked at the black sphere floating in the air. The previous owner of this ancient painting drew a supernatural source that was too powerful, causing the ancient painting ghost to be suppressed.

This reminded him of the ghost face Tong Qian in the later period of the original novel, who was dressed up as Zhang Dong. Originally, she wanted to use Zhang Dong's power to fight the enemy, but the borrowed supernatural power directly wiped out the ghost face.

The experiences of the two are similar. They both borrowed power far beyond their own abilities and were countered by the borrowed supernatural power.

"This person should also be an existence that has reached the end of the supernatural. He can suppress a fierce ghost for such a long time with only a supernatural power."

Wang Xiaoming remembered the appearance of the man in the ancient painting, and casually summoned paper and pen, transformed into a mahogany square table, and began to paint according to his memory.

Although he had never learned to paint before, his body control was particularly strong, and he quickly restored the man in the ancient painting. Not to say that he was 100% like, but there was a similarity of 70% to 80%.

The most important thing was that he drew the man's clothes.

Holding the drawing paper in his hand, after taking a look at the black ball, Wang Xiaoming returned to reality, and then he took a photo of the drawing paper with his mobile phone and sent it to Professor Bai at the training base.

He left a message: "Professor Bai, please help me see which dynasty this person belongs to."