Royal Master Painter

Chapter 217 Charm
The nine-tailed fox is very powerful, but facing the endless chains of the three poles is extremely troublesome. What's more troublesome is that the spiritual power of Jiang Lian's opening hundreds of points is far beyond the general Xuanling realm, and it is already showing signs of being exhausted at this moment.

Seeing the pressure of the three poles again, the nine-tailed fox turned into a cloud of smoke under the eyes of everyone, and the chains went through the smoke.

However, Yan Youqin's eyes began to become hazy, and clusters of pink smoke rose.

"Yan Youqin...Yan Youqin..."

Yan Youqin heard a beautiful call, and also vaguely saw some beautiful women dancing in the mist, without a trace, with enchanting postures!
"Charm"

Yan Youqin suddenly felt that something was wrong, and this was one of the most powerful aspects of Helingshu.

Ordinary paintings can only draw shapes, but the complete spirit fusion technique can use Hu Meiniang's original power to make the painting spirit have the same natural talent as the original owner. This charm technique is Hu Meiniang's innate supernatural power.

No matter how high the talent is or how strong the cultivation is, it still belongs to the human category after all, and the seven emotions and six desires are still the biggest ties.

Yan Youqin sat cross-legged, eyes closed, trying to rely on willpower to resist the charm.

The charm technique points directly at the weakest part of a person's heart. He himself knows that everything in front of him is fake, but the time flow in the charm technique is very fast, only a moment has passed outside, but it has been several months in the technique.

No matter who is faced with such temptations again and again, they will definitely fall into it. It is not easy for Yan Youqin to resist for so long.

From the calmness at the beginning, to the violent fluctuation of Dao heart afterwards, Sanji Dao was faintly on the verge of collapse.

In the smoke, a fox paw appeared behind Yan Youqin, this is the best time for Jiang Greed to win.

"The five righteousnesses of a gentleman, the wind is clear and not miscellaneous, the truth is never born, the righteousness is never returned, the style is not chaotic, and the lust is not lascivious."

The voice of Yan Youqin reciting the Confucian scriptures exploded in the mist like Hong Zhong Dalu, the fox's claws did not fall, but a chain with the scriptures extended from behind Yan Youqin and finally captured the fox.

"How could you escape from the charm so quickly?" Jiang Greed was a little horrified.

"Although the charm technique is strong, it is also a testament to my Confucianism and Taoism practice."

"everything is over"

The Heling Art is being forcibly disintegrated, and what's worse is that Jiang Greed is aware that these scripture chains are pulling his spiritual power out of his body, and the speed of consumption is dozens of times faster than before.

The more Jiang Greed struggled, the stronger the shackles of the three extremes became. How could it be so easy to get rid of this method of controlling the sky and the earth.

Jiang Greed's eyelids became heavier and heavier, his eyes blurred, and he was on the verge of coma at any time.

Seeing that he was about to win, Yan Youqin still didn't have much expression. Jiang Li's power was declining, but he sensed that a terrifying and evil power was rising.

Some black lines were spreading upward from the neck, pulling away Jiang Li's collar, and the image of the evil spirit on the chest really startled Yan Youqin.

"curse!"

"Go... you go..."

In the past two years, as Jiang Greed's strength increased day by day, and his physical strength was strong, the curse of the evil spirit did not pose too much threat, but today when he was in an extremely weak state, he did not expect the curse of the evil spirit to find an opportunity instead.

Jiang Greed sensed something was wrong, and tried to restrain himself.

"On the top is the soul Xiaguan Yuan, on the left is Shaoyang and on the right is Taiyin.

At the back there is the door of the former life of the secret household, where the sun and the moon breathe and exist.

The four qi are combined to form the constellations, and the purple smoke and the upper and lower three plain clouds.

Irrigate the five flowers to plant spiritual roots, and the Qiye cave flows into the room.

The purple embraces the yellow and enters the dantian, and the secluded room is brightly illuminated by Yangming. "

"Immortal life is precious, life is immeasurable, eight doors are opened, flying to the heavens. Sin and blessing are forbidden, fate is karmic. Universal acceptance, dead souls are born. The body can be reborn, and the heavens are heard."

Jiang Greed's remaining spiritual power turned into Durenjing and Taishang Qinxinwen, trying his best to suppress the growing and growing curse power.

The last time he was in the Clifford Mountain, he was only at the Spirit Realm. After being possessed by an evil spirit, he actually killed Meng Kongting, a strong man in the Sunshine Realm for many years.

Although he and Yan Youqin were competing for the first place in the Goose Lake Club, Jiang Li didn't have any ill feeling towards Yan Youqin apart from the battle, and was the only Confucian scholar he didn't dislike.

"The heart of the Tao is subtle, the sage is outstanding, the walls are heavy, and the breathing is deep, like the great bell, without the fine ringing of the clank"

Yan Youqin also saw Jiang Greed's struggle, and did not choose to leave at this time, but also helped with the secret method of Confucianism.

The awe-inspiring righteousness of the Confucian Mansion is the nemesis of some evil in the world, and it is always beneficial, but at this moment, after encountering this curse, he finds that he is helpless.

The people in the attic of the Eight Mansions looked weird, and Lu Daoxuan was even more restless.

"The scene I was most worried about is finally about to happen"

"Mr. Lu, what's going on?" the person on the side asked.

Lu Daoxuan shook his head, he was going to rot everything that happened in Pan Valley in Nanping Town, and he was not going to tell anyone.

But now it's impossible to hide it, these sacrifices can't tell, those old thieves from eight prefectures have more poisonous eyes than each other.

Lu Daoxuan sighed, and his figure disappeared directly from the attic of Wenfu.

Each of the eight prefectures has its own place to watch the battle. After seeing the power escaping from Jiang Gu's body, the reactions of all parties were different.

"So it was he who killed Kong Ting back then!" Meng Zhongsun frowned.

"Meng Kongting died in Qingdu, but no matter what, it shouldn't be done by a person in the Xuanling Realm," Tan Qianqiu said.

"Cultivation can deceive people, but this power cannot be deceived"

Meng Zhongsun spread out his palm, a black whirlwind was swimming away, trapped in his palm like a poisonous snake.

"This is the spiritual power I drew from the lock on Kongting's corpse. It is exactly the same as what Jiang Li is emitting at this moment. It's really brave to kill my Meng family..."

Obviously, regardless of whether Jiang Greed wins or loses this time, Meng Zhongsun is not ready.

People in Confucian Mansion are concerned about the death of Meng Kongting, but people in Tianxin Mansion are really concerned about the nature of this power.

Tianxin Mansion advocates Lingsu, and his elder brother Zhang Xuansu is the person who is closest to a fairy in the entire Yuling Continent, and it is Zhang Xuansu who came to Xihe this time.

Zhang Xuansu had a whisk pinned to his back, with a white beard hanging down his chest, and the old god was sitting comfortably, looking like a fairy.

Tianxin Mansion is the place that understands Yin Power best among the Eight Mansions. Zhang Xuansu naturally understood the essence of this curse at a glance.

Even if the people from Tianxin Mansion lost the battle, Zhang Xuansu didn't react at all, but at this moment, after seeing Jiang Li, he couldn't help pulling out his whisk.

"Xuansu Immortal, I advise you to put down the whisk." Lu Daoxuan's figure suddenly appeared on the attic of Tianxin Mansion.

"Brother Daoxuan, why are you here?"

"That's my disciple, I advise you not to meddle in your own business." Lu Daoxuan's tone carried a warning.

"No matter who it is, with such evil power, sooner or later it will fall into the devil's way. If you don't take action at this moment, if you wait for this evil power to seize you, it will be a catastrophe for Yuling Continent."

Zhang Xuansu was obviously not going to let Jiang Greed go.

"I respect you for calling you Immortal Xuansu. If you insist on attacking my disciple, Niubi, you can give it a try and see if you can pass me."

Although Jiang Greed has always practiced alone and never needed any guidance from him, as a master, the only thing Lu Daoxuan can do is to remove all dangers for him before he grows up.

"This kind of power does not belong to the Yang world. It should be locked back into the gate of ghosts. Please think again."

"I've already thought twice. When he wins the first place in the eight palaces, I will lead him to Xuanpu Mountain to find Immortal Lingsu. Before that, I will not allow anyone to take action against him."

(End of this chapter)