Royal Master Painter

Chapter 382 Ten Monuments in the World
The fiercest battles since the founding of the Mansion broke out everywhere in the Wenfu. The Baiyang Sect has accumulated many years of strong people, and they are still pouring into Qingdu from everywhere.

The Wenfu's power is strong, but it has gradually revealed its failures, especially Wei Changli took the initiative to disperse all the younger generation and the mainstay of the bureaucrats.

Their victory or defeat may be crucial, but what really determines the final victory or defeat is the battle between Wei Changli and Ci Zhaoren.

When Wei Changli was young, he had the posture of being the best in the world, and he was undefeated in all battles. After becoming the master of the palace, no one dared to challenge his majesty.

Although he has never fought with anyone for so many years, his reputation has not diminished but increased.

"Winning hundreds of parents is the beginning of flying dragon and phoenix. Many people know your nickname of Nanling Wine Thief, but it's terrible that many people have forgotten that you also have the name dragon and phoenix flying together!
The only person who is proficient in the three ways of Wenfu calligraphy, painting and fu, the only Wenfu who pushed Wenfu calligraphy to the peak, the only scholar who has the power to convince everyone, and is recognized as the strongest scholar in Yuling Continent!
Wei Changli, you have too much aura, have you ever thought that one day you will fail? "

Ci Zhaoren's mood was also a little uncontrollable excitement, because he was going to fight the person who represented the peak strength of this era.

"You mean I will lose?" Wei Changli smiled.

"If you are a human, you will lose!"

"If you had seen my full strength, maybe you wouldn't say that."

Wei Changli's answer was calm and proud, as if he was talking about a very common thing, and invincibility was indeed normal for Lai.

"I was defeated by you more than 700 years ago. At that time, you must have never imagined that I would be the one who ruined your Wenfu's millennium foundation."

"I've seen you?" Wei Changli couldn't remember when or where.

"Of course I've seen it. It's a pity that you didn't see me at all in your eyes at the time."

"I only remember people I approve of."

Ci Zhaoren still felt a little disappointed in his heart. After so many years, he has always maintained his youthful appearance, just to see the shock, fear and uneasiness on Wei Changli's face one day.

It's a pity that Wei Changli is the same as before, he doesn't even remember his name or even his face, and he has never taken it to heart for so many years.

"Yeah, why should I dwell on the past..."

This kind of reminiscence is meaningless, and Ci Zhaoren has prepared a long-cherished wish for so many years.

Ci Zhaoren's body continued to rise, reaching above the clouds, and Wei Changli followed closely behind.

People at their level have the power to destroy heaven and earth with every move, and the battle in the sky can prevent Qingdu from being involved in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"Shuangyang in a day"

Ci Zhaoren opened his hands, and the scorching sun behind him was actually divided into two parts, one fiery red and the other pale.

"White Sun Sorcerer"

Ci Zhaoren is the leader of the Baiyang Sect, so it is reasonable to know this kind of Baiyang magic.

"Sunfire technique!"

This is just the most common technique, but Bai Yang and Chi Yang seemed to be summoned, and two hundred-foot-high flame pillars, one red and one white, descended towards Wei Changli.

Faced with such a vast attack, Wei Changli slipped a scroll from his sleeve, and after unfolding the scroll, there was no writing or painting.

Just as it was being swallowed by the sun, Wei Changli pinched it with one finger, and a gap appeared on the scroll.

"Blank Paper Sealing Technique!"

Paper is flammable, but at this moment it can swallow countless flames. After all the sun's flames have been absorbed, Wei Changli took a pen and wrote the word 'seal' on the white paper.

"Fengfeng, the air of heaven and earth, comes freely, is born on the ground, and rises from the end of Qingping. It invades the ravine and valley, and is angry at the mouth of the soil bag. The one who is bound by Taishan dances under the pines and cypresses, erratic. Puffing, arousing anger. There is a thunderous sound, returning to the acupoints in a wrong way."

A whirlwind rose from the palm of Wei Changli, and under the blessing of spiritual power, it instantly turned into several hurricanes sweeping across the sky.

"Great Wind Fu" is a classic of Wenfu, and it is also the most basic one, but Wei Changli has the power to almost destroy the world when using it.

The hurricane pierced the sky, rolling up countless wind blades, and even the space they were in couldn't withstand the power of the wind blades, showing faint signs of rupture.

"Bai Yang covers the body!"

The pale sun shrouded Ci Zhaoren's body, and the countless wind blades were isolated a hundred feet away from him, wearing away and melting each other.

The hurricane tried to wipe Baiyang away, but failed several times.

"Even if you want to test my details, using this kind of technique is a little too small for me." Ci Zhaoren sneered.

"as you wish"

Wei Changli held up another volume of Fu with one hand, with a total of 130 four characters, it floated up slowly and then disappeared into the sky.

Ci Zhaoren was fully on guard, he had also heard that Wei Changli had created a Fu of combining Dao, allowing Fu to merge with Dao, and then borrowing the power of heaven and earth.

"Looking up at Tuyao, looking down at Hanzhang, high and low are positioned, so Liangyi is born."

Wei Changli recited the true chapter, and after reading a sentence, a huge picture of Tai Chi appeared under the feet of Ci Zhaoren, with yin and yang circulating!

"Only ginseng is loved by the soul, and it is called the three talents."

On the Tai Chi diagram, there are three kinds of mysterious origin powers of heaven and earth, which are connected to each other on the left and right to form a triangle.

"To be the beauty of the five elements, to realize the heart of heaven and earth, to speak from the heart, to be civilized, to be endowed with the way, to be the way of nature."

The five elements appear frequently in front of Ci Zhaoren, and the space outside his body is filled with all kinds of spiritual powers of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The five elements inter-generate and restrain each other. Once involved in it, even the strongest of the ninth level of immortality will be crushed by the turbulent flow of the five elements.

Wei Changli's words follow the law, there are frequent visions in the sky, and a self-created Fu of harmony surrounds Cizhao people.

"Two appearances, four images and five elements, these are the skills of Xuanpu Mountain's Tianxin Mansion, and the three talents are the skills of Xihe Confucian Mansion. Combining the methods of the three schools, they form the art of one mansion."

There was exclamation in Ci Zhaoren's tone, this is the direction that countless people are pursuing.

Countless people who claim to be geniuses in the eight provinces are constantly trying to integrate the multi-fu spells, and some people have made some achievements, but they are definitely not as good as the fusion in front of them.

Using one piece of Fu to perfectly integrate the techniques of the three palaces, it's just this hand that shows what is meant by the pinnacle.

"As expected of you, Wei Changli, as expected of you, Wei Changli, you are still the same as when you were young, still so strong that it makes people despair, but I am no longer who I used to be."

Ci Zhaoren touched it with his fingers, and one finger broke immediately, but he turned a blind eye to it.

First the fingers, and then the whole arm were crushed by He Daofu, but Ci Zhaoren ignored it and walked in.

"Is it another immortal body?"

Wei Changli saw the possibility of Ci Zhaoren breaking into the Dao Fu with his physical body, and immediately guessed this possibility.

Just as he guessed, a cloud of blood mist finally broke through the siege of He Daofu, and regrouped into a human form in front of Wei Changli.

In the Yuling Continent, there are some special enlightenments with immortal bodies, such as the enlightenment of Zu Wannian's corpse, but Ci Zhaoren obviously does not belong to any of them.

"Since you are immortal, how dare you appreciate my words?"

Ci Zhaoren didn't speak, because he knew very well how terrible Wei Changli's words were.

Wei Changli was testing Ci Zhaoren's skills and methods again and again, writing a few words in the empty painting with a pen.

Wanjin is easy to get, and it is hard to find a single word. What he said was Wei Changli's words. The words are flying and flying, and he is the best among scholars.

"Shi Huan's astronomy, and his body inherits the emperor's Yin. Shen Xiuchun Fang, the source of the spirit is shaking. Accumulated stones are thousands of searches, and long pine is ten thousand blades."

Ci Zhaoren saw that every word contained domineering and murderous intent. Compared with his Fu, Wei Changli's words were more murderous, and even made people feel hopeful and intimidating.

With such domineering and unrestrained handwriting, even Ci Zhaoren, who was his opponent, couldn't help shouting hello.

"Ten raptor monuments in the world, good characters, good characters!"

"The heaven and the earth are already clear, the white sun has appeared, and the tiger and leopard have just crowed."

The essence of the white yang is the tiger, the essence of the red yang is the leopard, one tiger and one leopard are like the left and right guardians.

The word Wei Changli fell, and the inscription on the dragon in front of him was completed. The aura in the handwriting merged, and an ink dragon broke free from the inscription.

Although this mad dragon has no bones or shape, it has the aura of dominating the world, as if a real dragon descended.

The tiger and leopard are the essence of the white sun and the red sun. The black dragon draws power from the raptor stele, and the roar of dragons and tigers shakes the nine heavens above the sky.

The battle here is not over yet, Wei Changli has already started the second chapter.

"Ten Posts in the World, Stone Gate Monument!"

The handwriting on the stone gate stele abandons all agility, is old-fashioned and clumsy but thick, with horizontal and vertical slabs upright, the words are like a huge stone pressing on the heart.

Wei Changli's handwriting left behind not a single word, but condensed mountain peaks.

Ci Zhaoren looked at the inscription in front of him, and it seemed that there were thousands of mountains on his shoulders, making it difficult to breathe and move. Compared with the pressure of He Dao Fu, it was more direct and greater.

The Ten Posts in the World are the essence summed up by the scholars of Wenfu in the past. Many people will be hurt by the momentum of the inscriptions when they copy them.

Even if it is a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, it will take a lot of spiritual power and energy to use a sticker.The inscription can defeat the enemy, but it also suppresses the scholar himself. Even if he cultivates for ten and a half months, he may not be able to recover.

But what kind of person Wei Changli is, the two inscriptions in a row have not stopped.

The majestic spiritual power entangles with the pen tip without stagnation, and the third post has been released.

"The way of heaven is secluded and far away, and ghosts and gods are ignorant. It took six or nine years to end up thinking about good deeds. The weak crown was hindered by the world, and the first family lost its side."

"Ten Heavenly Dao Monuments in the World!"

Each of the ten posts in the world has its own unique momentum and its own unique writing method.

A scholar who can comprehend one of the steles in his whole life is enough to be called a master, and Wei Changli is the only one who can master all of them.

"Worthy of being a master of calligraphy in the world!"

Ci Zhaoren closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the inscription, but the inscription exploded word by word in his mind.

The literati gain insights from the world and all things to improve themselves. The dragon stele depicts the dragon's momentum, the stone gate stele condenses the mountain shape, and this heavenly stele narrates the profound truth of heaven and earth.

Every word seemed to come alive, entering Ci Zhaoren's mind.

These characters are like an ancient seal character, and it is impossible to understand what is written.

But looking at its shape, it looks like the sunrise and sunset, the cycle of the four seasons, the withered vegetation, and the perception of the way of heaven is integrated into the words, and each word represents the power of heaven....
Wei Changli used the Dragon Monument to fight against Bai Yang and Chi Yang, and used the Stone Gate Monument to suppress Ci Zhaoren's body. The third inscription on the Tiandao Monument is to use Tianwei to suppress his soul!
It was extremely difficult to kill a strong man of their level, Wei Changli suppressed Ci Zhaoren, and the rest was to find a way to kill them.

Before Wei Changli was about to write the pen, the thousands of miles of heaven and earth were completely shattered and gathered at the tip of the pen.

"Since the giant pythons have multiplied, they often live for thousands of years. The long road is covered by daylight, and the green stream steams with poisonous smoke. Fighting dragons and blue seas, floating boats with blood on the flat ground."

Compared with the violent writing on the Raptor Monument, the dignified writing on the Shimen Monument, and the etherealness of the Tiandao Monument itself, every word of this inscription is murderous.

Before writing the inscription, Wei Changli originally had some black hair, but as the inscription grew, his hair was also turning gray.

Zhang Lingsu suddenly got up and looked to the north in Wendaocheng Tianxin Mansion, which was a million miles away.

"Master Zhang, what's going on." Zuo Xianweng asked.

Zhang Lingsu's eyes were full of blue light.

"Who is fighting, who can mobilize all the murderous aura in the entire Yuling Continent..."

"No way!"

Zuo Xianweng is also a powerhouse at the Nine Levels of Immortals, needless to say his strength, but if he is asked to borrow spiritual energy from millions of miles away in Wendao City, it is simply impossible to do.

"In the north, it's Wei Changli, and there's only Wei Changli..." Zhang Lingsu felt a little heavy.

"Master Wei borrows all the murderous aura of the world? Who is he trying to kill? Master Ji?"

The Mansion of Wen and the Mansion of Confucianism have always been at odds, and only Ji Li, the head of the Mansion of Confucianism, has the qualifications to use such noise to kill people.

Zhang Lingsu pinched his fingers and figured out that the secrets of the sky had been deceived, and he couldn't figure out what happened in Yunzhou at all.

A ray of green light from the fingertips penetrated into a bronze mirror on the throne behind him. The Yinming Mirror of Guanshi can see all phenomena of the world, and soon showed what is happening in Yunzhou.

The first thing that appeared in the mirror was the eight dragons and the Dharma Realm. Just as Zhang Lingsu was about to use the mirror to look at other places, the Yinming Mirror, an artifact of imperial spirits, suddenly closed!
"Someone noticed that I was spying and forcibly closed the Yinming mirror." Zhang Lingsu frowned, and Zuo Xianweng looked incredible.

"Who can have such means, even Mr. Wei can't do it."

"Since the history of Tianxin Mansion, there have been two people who can't even see through the mirror of Yin and Ming. Could it be that there is a third one today?"

Zhang Lingsu thought of the impending catastrophe.

"Wen Mansion is probably in danger..."

"With Mr. Wei in Wenfu, what danger will there be?"

Zuo Xianweng knew Wei Changli's strength well, and there were almost none in the Eight Houses who could defeat Wei Changli!
"Senior brother Wei has known for a long time that there will be an eternal night coming to the Eight Houses, but he is proud and arrogant. When everyone can't avoid it and respond with a negative attitude, he chooses to be the first one to respond to the disaster." people."

"Master Zhang, I saw the Eight Heavenly Dragon Realm, could it be that group of monks?"

It's no wonder that Zuo Xianweng is suspicious, after all, this is the secret of Xumi Mansion.

"I don't know, tell the people in Wendao City to be vigilant. I have an ominous feeling that it's getting closer..."

On Putuo Mountain in Xumi Prefecture, West Hezhou, Master Yu Xing was meditating under a tree when he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look to the north.

The spiritual power of the Buddhist school is peaceful, and the perception of murderous intent is more acute.

Master Yuxing also noticed that there seemed to be some powerful people fighting in the north, who could gather the world's murderous aura, which even Master Yuxing himself could not do.

The Buddhist beads in his hand suddenly shattered, and the beads rolled under his feet one by one, and Master Yuxing was full of worry.

"The Buddhist bead is a warning. Is this catastrophe really unavoidable?"

"Where is the way out for Yongye?"

He is known as the most wise old monk in the Yuling Continent, but at this moment, even he himself is in confusion, how can he give advice to all living beings.

(End of this chapter)