The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 191, the thing that breeds desire

"You know me."

The person in the painting reveals a figure, he is a handsome young man with a somewhat feminine temperament.

Sima Zhongda, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, was an official to the Shangqin of Wei State, and his descendants were also the founders of the Jin Dynasty.

"You are disgusting."

It's this kind of confident appearance, which is really annoying.

"That's right, I'm Sima Zhongda." The man in the painting raised his head and chest, and admitted his name indifferently: "Since it's me, why don't you respect me? Little Taoist priest."

With a proud demeanor, the ink sword transformed by the sword of truth beside him was melted by him.

In other words, the "person in the painting" that appears here is not his real body, so the sword of truth has limited influence on him.

At this moment, this 'Sima Zhongda' said calmly.

"The timeless afterimage of me that appears here, the main body is not here."

It's not that he didn't keep his hands back, the projection that appeared here couldn't hurt his body, so he was confident.

The other party still hasn't found his whereabouts.Otherwise, he wouldn't have swung his sword at this place.

Zhang Lingmin on the side was already a little frightened, looking at Li Wei who broke in from nowhere, and this man named 'Sima Zhongda' next to him.

"You, who are you, get out. If you don't get out, I'll call out"

Li Wei and the people in the painting just ignore her
At this moment, the person in the painting was thinking about how to escape, and he was obviously aware of the power of the Sword of Truth, and the magic power on it was vaguely aimed at him.

After so many years, this is the first time he has seen such a targeted and weird method, as if it was born specifically to restrain him.

But if you want to come to such a mantra, you should also open the altar to practice it, so you can practice it.

According to the cognition of the person in the painting, there are magic tools, magic swords, magic seals, flags, rulers, etc.Before performing the practice, the mage should first burn incense, recite the mantra, and then ask the god to sit down, step on the steps, and start the practice.

In a short period of time, it should be impossible to use more profound methods.

However, Li Wei was not surprised that he escaped the sanctions of the magic sword, he just said leisurely.

"Do you know why you can hide and have not been found so far?"

"Because of you, you call yourself Sima Zhongda, but you're not Sima Zhongda." Li Wei said, "You're just an echo of a shell, that's all."

"Nonsense, I am me, I am Sima Zhongda," the person in the painting was filled with indignation.

"You're not even a complete soul, you're just a wisp of soul that resides in evil thoughts."

Humanity broke the body, and the person in the painting reacted immediately, startled, and then flew away without saying a word.

This time, the main body escaped, coming out of Zhang Lingmin's body.

There have been goblins since ancient times.

Or send it to a dream.

Or sent to the soul.

The person in the painting before him resides in the evil thoughts of human beings.

Painting is just his medium.

It can be an old mural or a painting that has just been made.

But saw a black sword strike again.

The black light flickered, sweeping away the person in the painting.

This is his body, a puddle of ink.

Appearance is not imaginary, between entity and nothingness.

Li Wei took the mirror and looked at the pool of black water.

"See, this is your body."

"what"

this is me?

The person in the painting 'looks' in the mirror, a little confused.

I am Sima Zhongda, I am the Great Wei Dongliang, and I am the ancestor of the Jin Dynasty
I. Who am I.
'Although I lost to Kong Ming more than four times, I won him once in the end. The most important one is that I will live for more than sixty years this year, and Kong Ming died young hahaha! '

'I heard that Kong Ming's calligraphy and painting are superb, but he didn't leave a portrait of himself, and even future generations can't do it. '

'I kept my statue, but Kong Ming didn't. Here, I win again. '

While talking and laughing, Sima Zhongda left a picture in the world. He was the ghost of the wolf Gu when he was young, the resourceful General Sima Yi.

Sima Yi——

Yes
I am not Sima Zhongda, I am just one of his paintings.

The ghost curse is born of desire and thought.

All kinds of spirits and monsters are born because of various emotions in the world.

It is the same type of spirit as Du Kangjiu, but during the birth process, this "person in the painting" received more evil thoughts and thoughts of evil desires.

This kind of spirit that should be conceived often has stronger supernatural powers than ordinary monsters.

Tianyan can see his aura surrounding him under his body, which can win people's luck and give them luck.

This is his ability.

Yet He is not even a complete life.

At this time, the mud produced by the "person in the painting" lay quietly beside Li Wei, imprisoned by the sword of truth.

The incomplete thoughts above are seeing clearly his own appearance, just a mass of mud exuding a rotten smell.

"Sima Zhongda's evil thoughts are right, I remembered, I was born because of human evil thoughts"

Born of evil thoughts, so I only believe that there are evil thoughts in the world.

It also only relies on the evil thoughts in the world to survive.

Li Wei, on the other hand, held the Sword of Truth in his hand, pointing at the mud from afar.

"If there were no support from evil thoughts, I wouldn't be where I am today." The voice of the person in the painting came out from the pool of curses, and said, "Why do you want to judge me?"

Although he is not Sima Zhongda himself, his original character and part of his cognition come from him.

After all, he was originally Sima Zhongda's painting.

"Your curse has caused so many people to lose everything."

"How many people? Hahaha, don't tell me how many people I have made rich and powerful."

"At the beginning, a man named Shen Wansan belonged to me, but he possessed an incomparably rich wealth. To him, I was not a curse, but a gift. Where did you put them?"

"Besides, I also said that it is only my first time. I will never receive any compensation. Although I am a curse, I will do what I say, unlike human beings. Maybe your "punishing rape and eliminating evil" 'The move will be hated by people."

The voice of the person in the painting does not mean something.

Zhang Lingmin next to her reacted.

correct
correct!
If you read correctly, this strange pool of mud can give me a fortune.

"If I meet you, will you pay me back?"

After Zhang Lingmin experienced this fight between the gods, she firmly believed in the magic of the people in this painting.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"He's a curse." Li Wei said calmly.

But at this time Zhang Lingmin said.

"Is there a curse worse than poverty?"

The people in the painting laughed one after another, as if this was the greatest mockery of Li Wei.

Behold, such fallen souls thou guardest.

Even if you know that I am a curse, you are willing to touch me.

However, after he laughed a few times, the Sword of Truth pierced down from above.

The person in the painting was stunned: "You you."

"Do you think the poor will be shaken?"

"You're wrong, Pindao didn't come here to punish rape and eradicate evil."

I am poor, I only come here for my own practice.

(End of this chapter)