I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 25 Wang Tai! ! !

"What the hell? Are you kidding me?" Huo Taixian couldn't believe it.

"That's just kidding you. Our master was the number one arrogance of the Great Zhou royal family back then, and has been established as the heir apparent by the previous emperor of Zhou. It's a pity that the master was young and frivolous, and didn't pay attention to the princes of the world. He even wrote to the emperor of Zhou, wanting to reduce 360 ​​five ways. The princes immediately provoked the anger of the princes of the world, and they were forced to step down by the princes, so that the present King You took advantage of it." Zhang San frowned and said:

"Back then, the princes from all walks of life joined forces to force our great master to death, but the patriarch of the royal family cherished his talents and personally came forward to protect him."

"Although my life was saved, my reputation was also bad. I was squeezed out by the princes of the world and trapped in this county."

"Our master's concubine is from the line of Southwest Marquis, and she is the sister of Southwest Marquis. And Southwest Marquis was the master's hard-core confidant and a strong supporter of the reform. If the master was demoted, how could he be good? The reform failed back then. , the master was dispatched here, and the Southwest Marquis lineage gave an explanation to protect themselves, to protect the family, and dispel the anger of the nobles. It is said that today's Emperor Renhuang came to the throne because of the support of the three hundred princes and a compromise with the ancestors of the royal family. It is a manifestation of the will of the three hundred princes to support them. , Trapped in the Southwest for 80 years and unable to make a living. If it weren’t for the cards accumulated by the Southwest Hou since the founding of the country, I’m afraid his whole family would have been confiscated long ago. The relationship is too complicated for us to explain.”

Li Si next to him took the words: "There is also news that today's emperor is afraid that our master will rise from the ashes and seize his throne. He wants to put the Southwest Marquis to death, but he was saved by the nobles of the world."

"How can the nobles of the world keep Mr. Wang down from the throne?" Huo Taixian was puzzled.

"Why did our master come up with the strategy of reducing the princes of the world? Isn't it because the 360 ​​and five princes are too powerful, and they have become too big to lose, and they have started to fight against the court."

"The Southwest Marquis is one of the four most powerful princes in the world. If he is destroyed by the court and the court absorbs the power of the Southwest Marquis, he will have an overwhelming advantage when facing the princes of the world. Of course the princes will not Southwest will be allowed to die."

"It is said that the Southwest Marquis has only one heir, and it is because of today's black hands. After the Southwest Marquis was secretly and severely injured by the court, the princes of the world sensed the crisis and began to desperately protect the Southwest Marquis."

"Our master stepped down, and the strategy of reducing the princes was invalidated. The conflict between the princes of the world and the Southwest Marquis disappeared, but turned into a conflict between the princes of the world and the emperor of Zhou." Li Sidao:

"And the current Southwest Marquis can only represent the current Southwest Marquis Mansion. As long as the current Southwest Marquis dies and the new Southwest Marquis comes to power and approaches the honorable series again, then all grievances and grievances will stop at the previous generation of Southwest Marquis."

"The family's friendship for thousands of years cannot be destroyed by a generation of Southwest Marquis."

Just like the president of a country, a generation of presidents can only represent the will of the time. As long as the president is changed, all grievances and grievances will disappear invisible.

Huo Taixian was silent.He could only believe half of what Zhang San and Li Si said.How can the two of them know about the game at a higher level?

Zhang San, Li Si and others were all homeless people who were demoted to Chang'an County with Wang Tai, and were trapped in Chang'an County for life.

County government backyard
Ever since he met the young master, Wang Tai had been standing in the yard with a dazed expression, standing there silent.

"I don't have much time left. If the Southwest Marquis dies and Guan Shan succeeds the Marquis, how can he be the opponent of Emperor Zhou?" After a long time, Wang Tai said in a trance:

"Rivers of blood! Mountains of corpses and seas of blood! How many people have died because of my family's ruin, and their wives and children have been separated? How can I face those countless heroic souls? Those pairs of eyes?"

"I have been trapped in the realm of waiting for 80 years. Ever since I was banished to this place, this Chang'an is like a cage, trapping me tightly and preventing me from being free."

"It's been 80 years! I haven't made any progress. On the contrary, I have lost the vigor of the past, which has caused me to retreat instead of advancing in the past 80 years." Wang Tai took a deep breath:

"I can't wait! If there is no change, give me another 500 years, and I still can't prove the myth."

After the words fell, Wang Tai suddenly picked up the paintbrush beside him, and dropped it towards the drawing board in front of him:

"The Southwest Marquis can't die! If he dies, with the character of the little prince, he will definitely hate the royal family to the bone. At that time, he will join forces with the three hundred princes in the world and become the most powerful sword for the three hundred princes to deal with the emperor of Zhou! That At that time, the internal chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty is not far away! The young master came to the door to seek me to ask for the map of Chang'an Sheji, it must have reached a critical moment, otherwise he would never have come to the door."

"Boom~"

A thunderbolt rolled across the void, and a strange force gathered in the sky above Chang'an County, and golden lights gathered in the sky, attracting countless people to stop and watch in an instant.

"Write the wind and thunder!"

Walking out of Chang'an County's Yamen, the young master was holding the "Chang'an Jiangshan Sheji Map" in his hand and was walking with his face full of thoughts. Suddenly, he heard the thunderbolts in his ears, and suddenly raised his head, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. :
"Such a vision? Someone is breaking through the myth and creating a myth scroll?"

At this moment, a multicolored divine light rose into the sky from the backyard of the county government office, and a mighty and magnificent artistic conception of great happiness spread from the county government office, sweeping towards Chang'an County like a landslide and tsunami.

"Impossible! He is a coward, how dare he take such a step?" The young master looked at the air machine above the Chang'an county government office, and couldn't help being stunned, his eyes full of shock.

Inside the brothel

Wang Gaoqiu suddenly opened the window and looked in the direction of the Chang'an County Government, with a hint of disdain in his eyes:
"Wang Tai comprehends the mood of happiness, but he has been trapped in Chang'an City for 80 years, and he has long lost his energy and energy. How can he have the courage to be happy? Breaking through at this time is killing himself."

"What kind of scenery was the person who was the most arrogant person in the world and the most hopeful person on the road to mythology? It's a pity that Chang'an has been turned into a cage, and his happy mood has been completely wiped out in the past 80 years."

"Back then, the teacher once said, when the patriarch preached, he said: Wang Tai's happy mood has been abolished, and the myth of the royal family's future has become a joke. Wang Tai's forced breakthrough is the time of his death. If he fought desperately back then, he would die. After 80 princes, the artistic conception must be complete, and there is still a chance to break through, but now [-] years have passed, and the happy artistic conception has been obliterated. How much of the ambition and energy are left? The tiger trapped in the cage has long been Tamed, lost the ambition of Xiaoao Mountain Forest."

"The empress, the Southwest Marquis, and the millions of soldiers who died for him back then are his demons, who have gnawed at his energy day and night for 80 years, and he is suffering all the time. The coming civil unrest this week is the straw that breaks the camel's back."

"As for the breakthrough? Let's dream! If you don't die when your inner demons attack, you will not be far from death if you suffer backlash." Wang Gaoqiu lay on the railing, took a handful of melon seeds from somewhere in his hand, and kowtowed with relish.

The pen fell in shock, Wang Tai wanted to prove it with the mythical picture scroll, and stepped into the legendary realm of gods and spirits. As soon as the pen was written, there was a vision perception in the world.

Countless monks in Chang'an City all raised their heads one after another, looking at the five-color divine light soaring into the sky in Chang'an County Yamen, with a strange look in their eyes.

Huo Taixian looked towards the backyard, listening to the thunder in the sky that day, and the multicolored light rising into the sky, his eyes revealed a hint of surprise:
"This is?"

This is a vision, but it is not as big as the vision I had when I painted the picture of Taigong back then.

"Is Chang'an County importing and exporting picture scrolls again? And it's an original picture scroll?" Zhang San said in surprise: "Imported picture scroll? And it's an original picture scroll? Is this someone trying to break through? Which direction...is the master! The master is breaking through !"

Zhang San and Li Si were so frightened that they couldn't help but growl, and then they ran over excitedly:

"Master is about to break through. We are lucky and good times are coming. As long as the master breaks through and enters mythology, how can this mere Chang'an County be able to trap us?"

"Go and protect the law for the master! Go and protect the law for the master!" Zhang San and Li Si's roar startled the entire yamen, and everyone rushed to the backyard, watching the colorful light rising from the backyard, with nervousness and apprehension in their eyes ,joy.

Huo Taixian also followed the crowd to the backyard, stood outside the wall and watched the changing vision, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

The vision of thunder flashed across the sky, and then the sky was covered with wind and clouds, the Milky Way hung upside down, and the water vapor from all over the world gathered at some time, turning into an endless sea in the sky, covering Chang'an County, and moving towards Chang'an County rushed from all directions.

It's like there is an extra sea in the sky, and the divine light in the boundless sea is tumbling, and the colorful divine light is tangled, as if it is gestating something.

An indescribable momentum burst out from the backyard, making it difficult to breathe, and the divine power in the body was stagnant and unable to function.

Huo Taixian glanced at the crowd, and then saw a familiar figure, but saw the young master, who did not know when, went back and forth with the Chang'an Sheji map in his arms, standing outside the courtyard gate, his eyes fixed on the sky above Chang'an, The sea that covered the entire sky.

At this time, Guan Shan was no longer lazy as before, and he stood there like green pines and verdant cypresses, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes looking at the clouds in the sky, and his whole body remained motionless.

Inside Chang'an Academy of Painting

Li Wenfang polished the paintbrush in his hand, feeling the vision in the sky, showing a touch of surprise, and then grinned:

"Back then, it was planned for Wang Gaoqiu, and the patriarch had expected this day. If Wang Tai failed to break through the realm, even if he didn't die, his skill would be crippled, and he would die soon. Who can stop Wang Gaoqiu from taking the Chang'an map? Who can stop me, of course. Returning the mythical seeds of the Academy of Painting?"

"The map of Chang'an, it has been integrated with Chang'an for 8000 years, and has been nurtured by the land of Chang'an for 8000 years. I don't know how much good fortune has been captured from the land of Chang'an. If this good fortune is swallowed by me, why do I need to cultivate mythical seeds? I have five points of confidence..." Speaking of this, thinking of the godfather in the dark, he couldn't help being clever, dared not speak, and concentrated on polishing the brush with his head down.

The moment he saw the vision, he knew that Wang Gaoqiu's plan had succeeded.

"Wang Gaoqiu and Xiaohou Ye are both the most important pawns of the Academy of Natural Painting. It's just that there are some traces that have to be erased. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not just for nothing." Li Wenfang was thoughtful.

Ho Kyung
Ouchi deep palace
Zhou Tianzi, who was about 30 years old, looked at the direction of Chang'an County with a pair of eyes at this time, his eyes were calm and without any waves, but his clenched fists revealed the overwhelming emotions in his heart:

"80 years! Are you really ready?"

(End of this chapter)