I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 8
Huo Taixian looked at the picture scroll in his hand and the information coming from the picture scroll, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

The Jiang Taigong in front of me is the Jiang Taigong, yes, it is the Jiang Taigong in my memory, but...this is the Jiang Taigong in the myth, right?
The left hand hits the magic whip, and the right hand seals the god list.

The multicolored glow behind it is the ruined scroll of five ghosts.

Picture scroll supernatural powers:
Skill 1. Conferred God! .

Skill 2. Hit God! .

Skill 3. Five ghosts transport! .

Conditions for the skill [-] to hit the gods:

1. Consuming the luck of the painting master, you can write the name of the enemy on the list of gods.Hitting the God Whip ignores the level, and can restrain all creatures on the list of gods.

2. Find a person with great luck, and have the other party ghostwrite, and consume the energy of the person with great luck.

Just these two, it's simply a magic skill.Ignoring the level, ignoring the supernatural means, just fight hard.People with high Qi live, and people with low Qi die. Under certain conditions, it is simply a big killer.

Skill A God: Unavailable for now.A prerequisite is missing.

"I can even draw the characters in myths and legends? If I draw the legendary Sanqing and Hongjun, wouldn't it be against the heavens?" Huo Taixian's mind was filled with dreadful waves.

Just when he was dreaming, the word '天' on the Tiangong brush flickered slightly, and a stream of information burst out.

"Tiangongbi portraits need to be guided by the power of faith before they can lead the laws of heaven and earth to descend. The characters drawn must have all living beings worshiping incense. And there must be enough incense to modify the laws in this world and draw them. Earth Jiang Taigong is worshiped day and night, and the power of incense is enough!"

"Also, there must be a picture scroll on the earth! Someone has painted portraits of the gods and Buddhas!"

A message, like a basin of cold water, was poured on Huo Taixian's head.

But it also gave him infinite reverie.

Jiang Taigong can draw it, but what about the picture scrolls of the gods and Buddhas of the Taoist sect?
What about the picture scrolls of Buddhist gods and Buddhas?

"For example, Lu Chunyang's "Flying Sword Picture"...the gods and Buddhas in the novel cannot be drawn, but there are scrolls of real gods and Buddhas. Although it is not as exaggerated as in the novel, it still has incredible achievements. Just like Jiang Taigong, when all beings worship, the power of incense will inevitably be affected by the novel, and the priesthood is bestowed by all beings."

"You must know that in the 21st century, in the 5000 years of China, there are countless portraits of immortals and Buddhas in Buddhism and Taoism. And those immortals and Buddhas have not lacked the worship of the common people for thousands of years..." Huo Taixian's eyes lit up.

It really is wonderful!

Of course, not all immortals, gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas could be drawn, but even if he could draw three or five, it would be enough for him to enjoy.

"Unfortunately, even though I have countless picture scrolls, those incredible picture scrolls are not something I can easily draw at this time. A grandpa's picture scroll almost sucked me dry. If it weren't for the bead that suddenly appeared, I'm afraid I'm already out of my wits right now." Huo Taixian sighed leisurely

"Whip the magic whip is strong, but it has two fatal flaws. First, you must have enough luck, consume your own energy, and put the other party's name on the list of gods. Second, you must know the opponent's name. How to write the name of the other party without knowing the other party's name?" Huo Taixian scratched his head:

"Strong is really strong, almost invincible in the world. Weak is also really weak. If you can't know the name of the opponent, you will definitely die on the spot."

"But this rope is broken. I don't care so much right now. Let's hurry up and run." Huo Taixian thought in his heart, and saw the picture of the grandpa turned into a streamer, which was branded on his chest like a tattoo. , and then slowly penetrated into the flesh, and disappeared.

"The divine power in my body, I feel..." Huo Taixian felt the golden divine blood in his body, and his eyes showed a touch of surprise: "The endless, majestic tsunami is like a shocking tsunami, constantly nourishing the muscles, bones and blood in my body. "

Looking at the servant who was hanging in mid-air, Huo Taixian shook his head, his divine power was running, the rope turned into a picture scroll and fell into his hand, and Xiao Chunzi fell from mid-air.

"Xiaochunzi, wake up, let's run quickly." Huo Taixian went up to call Xiaochunzi.

Ho Kyung
In front of Huo's house
However, the middle-aged man in black came all the way to the gate of Huo's house, and handed over the greeting card: "Young Fu Shi of Prince Duan's residence, by the order of King Duan, come to visit Auntie Murong Qiu."

The guards in front of the door knew the old man and hurried in to report.Not long after, the guards came out and invited the middle-aged man in black inside.

Murong Qiu stood in the yard, quietly drawing a picture of fallen leaves in autumn.

After the middle-aged man in black walked into the courtyard, he put down his paintbrush, signaled the servant girl beside him to leave, and went up to greet him, "I met you, sir. You are usually a busy person, why do you have time to come to my place today? "

"Where's Huo Taixian?" the man in black asked directly.

"I went to Chang'an Painting Academy, but I guess it should be stopped by Chang'an Painting Academy at this time." Murong Qiu said.

Hearing that Huo Taixian was not in the mansion, the husband's face darkened: "Third Miss, you should know the importance of Huo Taixian, how can you let him run around? If something happens, Prince Duan will be in trouble."

"I'm helpless too. That Huo Taixian is a living person, and I can't lock him up forcibly. Huo Jia is watching from the side, so I can't go too far." Murong Qiu said aggrievedly: "I was thinking Teach him to bump into a wall outside, and then he will naturally feel at ease and stop tossing."

Shi Zijia's Dzi Bead lost its sense, and felt a little irritable, but at this moment, he could only forcefully suppress his anxiety: "When Huo Taixian comes back, the third girl must ask someone to inform me that the Academy of Natural Painting is about to open, and His Royal Highness Duanwang should also After harvesting the fruit, the Upside-Down Gu should also be conceived and come out of its shell.

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man in black robe said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, you must remember that Huo Taixian must not be allowed to step into the path of a painter within ten years, otherwise King Duan will definitely be devoured by Gu insects. It’s hard to say who will perfect who.”

After speaking, the speaker turned around and left.

"Sir, the sun, the moon and the shining stars appeared together earlier, what can you teach me?"

"The legendary mythical picture scroll was born. Naturally, there will be dignitaries in the court looking for traces of this matter. Be honest. Watching Huo Taixian is your mission to join the Huo family." After speaking, the man turned and left.

Looking at the hazy back of the man going away, Murong Qiu curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "You are so poor, what is your air? It's not the miserable appearance of being rescued by my father like a dead dog back then."

Let's say that Huo Taixian woke up Xiaochunzi, and the master and servant walked in the wilderness in a panic.

"My lord, where are we going now?" Xiao Chunzi asked after Huo Taixian.

"Where are you going? I don't know either." Huo Taixian stopped in his tracks when he heard this, and suddenly stopped on the spot.

where to go?
He wanted to learn how to be a painter, but his journey to study was cut off by Wang Gaoqiu, and he didn't know where to go for a while.

A painter must be successful, and it is too dangerous to paint with a magic brush. Dongzheng is facing the dilemma of being out of his wits, what can he do?
If he doesn't learn the techniques of painters, how can he come back to life?

"Go home first." After much deliberation, Huo Taixian made a decision in his heart.

No matter what, the Huo family is his safe haven and his foundation.

He knew too little about this world, and he couldn't do without the protection of the Huo family.

The chances of becoming a painter in the Huo family should be higher than outside.

Besides, the Huo family also has its own ethnology, but thinking that his cheap old man would not allow him to touch painting, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

I have never seen such an old man.

Everyone is looking forward to their son Jackie Chan, but he is doing his best to hold him back.

"Go home." Huo Taixian made up his mind, and when he was about to walk back, suddenly a gust of wind blew up in front of him, and a figure blocked Huo Taixian's way.

It's him!

The assassin in white came after him again.

"Boy, you are a mortal, and you have the ability to break free from me. It is really more and more interesting." The assassin in white was sitting under the tree at this time, looking at Huo Taixian with a smile:
"It's just that no one told you that it's best not to run around in the face of assassins?"

Looking at the assassin in front of him, Huo Taixian's scalp felt numb, Xiao Chunzi quickly stepped forward, and blocked his way vigilantly: "My lord, run quickly, the little one stays here and ends up."

Huo Taixian sighed after hearing the words: "Xiaochunzi, don't bother with me, you go first. This person is after me, and if you stay, it's just a waste of your life."

How can Xiaochunzi be a match for a painter with a mortal body?

Huo Taixian slapped Xiaochunzi on the shoulder, pulled him behind, and then looked at the assassin in front of him: "I know, you really want to get my secrets, as long as you let my servant go, I will cooperate with you .He is just a mortal, a servant, even if he is let go, it will not be a hindrance to Your Excellency."

The man in white nodded when he heard the words: "If you are willing to cooperate with me, you can let me let him go."

Then he said to Xiao Chunzi, "You go."

"Master, how could I leave you to live on my own?..." Xiaochunzi wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Huo Taixian waving his hand:
"Don't say too much, I have my own arrangements."

Then lower your voice:

"If you leave, I still have a chance to escape. No matter how bad it is, you have to tell the master who killed me, and remember to avenge me. Both of us died here, who remembers us? Take revenge for us?"

Hearing Huo Taixian's words, Xiaochunzi became energetic immediately after hearing the words, and stared at Huo Taixian seriously: "Master, don't worry. If you die, I will try my best Get justice for you."

After finishing speaking, Xiaochunzi didn't delay, but turned around and ran into the dense forest without a trace.
Looking at the back of the other party going away, the assassin played with the dagger in his hand: "Tell me, tell me your secret, why the heart is pierced and you don't die."

"I'll tell you a secret, will you let me go?" Huo Taixian quietly looked at the assassin in front of him.
(End of this chapter)