I don’t want this broken achievement anymore!

It wasn't until Feng Yi stared hard at him with his sharp eyes that he gritted his teeth and confessed frankly:

"It seems that I have encountered such a painting!"

"...Speak carefully!"

Feng Yi sat up straight, looking solemn.

Then, he heard Chen Yuan tell a rather cliche and bloody story.

The story is very simple. He realized that he had achieved success in spiritual practice some time ago, and he was thinking about whether to be like the protagonists in those novels and go to the antique market to see if he could pick up an ancient magic weapon or something.

After going around in a circle, he found that there was nothing to check in this kind of antique market. They were all ordinary objects, and there were no magic weapons or anything like them.

It wasn't until he was about to leave that he saw a painting of a peach blossom beauty from an unknown age in a calligraphy and painting stall, and unexpectedly noticed a vague aura in it.

Chen Yuan's heart moved and he bought it.

After buying it home, he tried to study it himself and found that the painting was still a mortal thing, not a magic weapon. The aura did not come from the material of the painting, but the painting itself - it was the painter who was putting the pen to paper. At that time, the magical aura integrated into the brushstrokes has persisted for many years.

After studying with Feng Yi for so long, Chen Yuan thought he had gained some knowledge. He immediately realized that the author of this painting was probably a practicing practitioner, or a master of painting who was skilled enough to become a Taoist. rhyme.

With Chen Yuan's artistic quality, he couldn't tell which situation it was, but he thought that if it was really the work of a painting master, it wouldn't be without a signature. It was probably the former that was more likely.

As for the drawings left behind by senior practitioners, could there be some kind of magical secret hidden in the pictures, as described in some novels?

With his mind wide open, he really dared to think and act. He immediately meditated on this painting, trying to find the "magical secret method" that he didn't know existed.

Of course, he didn't find the magic technique, but Chen Yuan did feel something from the painting that he couldn't explain clearly.

He thought that his practice was not enough and his meditation was not deep enough, so he continued to meditate on the painting day and night, and would take out the painting to take a look whenever he had time.

Then, the bloody thing came.

He didn’t know if his visualization for the past few days had finally reached a certain condition. During a visualization a few days ago, he actually felt like he had walked into the painting!

The beauty in the painting seemed to come alive, smiling at him.

At this moment, Chen Yuan's vigilance gained after being abducted seemed as if it had been eaten by a dog, and he was completely unaware that anything was wrong.

As if in a dream, he let the other party hold his hand and walked into the peach forest, dancing together under the moonlight.

Well, he said they danced together, but did he do anything else specifically? Chen Yuan insisted that he didn't, so Feng Yi just believed it.

In short, when he woke up from sedation, he realized how strange what happened the previous night was.

He subconsciously thought that the painting was possessed by some ghost, and immediately wanted to destroy it.

But when he was about to take action, looking at the beauty in the painting, he suddenly felt reluctant to give up and couldn't do anything.

Fortunately, his cultivation was not in vain. He knew that his situation was abnormal. Even if he could not destroy the painting, he knew to put it away and lock it in a safe, intending to keep it out of sight.

But that night, he did not fall into samadhi, but he dreamed of the beauty looking at him sadly under the peach tree, and this continued for several nights.

At this time, Chen Yuan knew that something was serious, so he hurriedly ran to Feng Yi and asked the master to help him.

But when it came to this, this guy was still coy. Feng Yi asked him for a long time before he told the truth.

"You, you! What should I say about you!"

After listening to Chen Yuan's story, Feng Yi could only shake his head, speechless.

I would say this guy is steady, but he actually has a lot of imagination, trying to figure out some magical secrets from a painting of unknown origin.

You can say that he is stupid. He was able to restrain himself in time after realizing that something was wrong. After realizing that the situation had not improved, he was able to seek help from Fang Yi as soon as possible. This can be regarded as a bit of a brain.

"Okay, let me take a look for you first. If you are under the spell of ecstasy or something, I should be able to find out something."

Feng Yi said, stimulating his Taixu Eyes. His eyesight was much stronger than before, and he could see through the appearance of matter and look directly at the various qi mechanisms in Chen Yuan's body.

Then he frowned:

"Huh? No external Qi machine?"

Yes, he found that there was nothing abnormal about the Qi mechanism in Chen Yuan's body, and there were no signs of interference from external forces.

But according to what the other party just described, what he encountered before was not fake. His mind must have been affected in some way.

"So, Brother Yi, you can't see it either?"

Chen Yuan's face was a little pale - he was scared.

If even Feng Yi can't save him, then will he have to be sucked dry by the female ghost in the painting like the scholars in those classical storybooks?

"Don't overthink it!"

Feng Yi rolled his eyes at him, thought for a moment, and said:

"I really can't see anything from you. To untie the bell, you have to tie it. Let's go and take a look at your painting first!"

Chapter 88 External feelings become spirits, observing the heaven and earth

"Brother Yi, this is the painting I was talking about!"

In the Chen family, in front of the open safe, Chen Yuan took out a scroll.

Feng Yi took it and slowly unfolded it, and a picture of a peach blossom beauty slowly came into view.

"Nice painting!"

Feng Yi nodded and commented on the painting itself.

However, his attention was soon attracted by the aura contained in the painting.

"Interesting, there really is such a thing that you can retain your aura just by relying on your painting skills!"

Feng Yi opened his Taixu Eyes, and the appearance of the scroll disappeared in his eyes, replaced by a weak and slowly moving energy.

However, when he saw this energy, Feng Yi's expression suddenly became strange.

He looked back at Chen Yuan, then turned to look at the scroll. After confirming it again and again, he couldn't help laughing:

"Interesting, really fun!"

"Uh, Brother Yi, you look so scary when you smile like this. What's going on?"

Chen Yuan on the side heard Feng Yi's laughter and felt it was very strange and had goosebumps.

Feng Yi looked at him again, smiled and shook his head:

"Don't worry, the one in this painting is not a female ghost, and she won't suck your essence dry - but you really have to feed her with your own essence from now on."

"what?!"

Chen Yuan opened his mouth wide and looked confused.

What do you mean?

What does it mean to not be a female ghost, but to be fed by his essence in the future?

Could it be that this painting is perfect?

"That's right, he's become a sperm!"

Feng Yi nodded, confirming Chen Yuan's guess.

"What--!??"

Chen Yuan almost jumped up when he heard this:

"Didn't it say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, you were not allowed to become a spirit?"

"That's a joke on the Internet. Do you really take it seriously? They also say that ghosts don't exist. It's not like you haven't seen the ghost in my telescope before!"

Feng Yi rolled his eyes angrily, wondering how this guy's brain circuits were developed...

"Oh, that's right..."

Chen Yuan scratched his head and finally accepted that "goblins will also be born in modern society."

Then he put on a worried expression again:

"But Brother Yi, fairies don't seem to be any better than female ghosts, right? Isn't there a saying in the story that vixens harm people?"

"First of all, I need to correct you a little bit—"

Feng Yi pointed at the scroll and said:

"This painting is of spirits, not demons. There is a clear distinction between demons and elves. Those who cultivate animals are demons, and those who cultivate plants, trees, bamboos and stones are spirits. There is a difference between the two."

"Is there any difference?"

Chen Yuan blinked, looking like he had "learned new knowledge".

Feng Yi glanced at him and continued:

"Then, this painting essence did not become a spirit by itself, but was born after being infected by external influences."

"Uh, interrupt me, what is self-induced spiritual transformation and what is external infection?"

Chen Yuan raised his hand to ask a question.

"..."

Feng Yi sighed, but still explained:

"Self-induced spirituality is like those ordinary fairies in the story. It is purified by the essence of the sun and the moon and gives birth to spirituality on its own. However, external infection is something that has a certain aura of its own. It is affected by external forces and is affected by it. Endowed with spirituality.”

"Uh, you mean..."

Chen Yuan seemed to realize something.

"Yeah, just what you think."

Feng Yi nodded:

"It is your act of visualization that gives this painting the most crucial bit of spirituality, turning it into essence and turning it into her."

When he looked at the painting with his Taixu eyes, he discovered that the spiritual energy in the painting was almost the same as that of Chen Yuan, as if it was derived from him.

With Chen Yuan's ability, it is obvious that he cannot achieve the point where Qi can be separated from the body and its attachment can last forever.

After thinking about some "common knowledge" about fairies and ghosts left in Fei Changfang's jade slips, Feng Yi immediately realized that the new spirituality in this painting was probably not infected by Chen Yuan's external infection!

At the beginning, this painting was probably just an ordinary painting with a bit of extraordinary aura. It might have been painted by a senior practitioner, or it might have been left behind by a painting master who had mastered the art through his skills.

This aura is attached to the painting itself and has not been erased by the passage of time. It even grows stronger as time goes by, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and the energy of heaven and earth.

But until it was bought by Chen Yuan, it was just an aura, it had not become a spirit, and it was still a dead thing.

In fact, the probability of such a weak aura becoming a spirit by itself can be said to be extremely slim. Perhaps until it is destroyed due to some accident, this aura cannot truly transform into a spirit, and just disappears in obscurity. World.

But what a coincidence, Chen Yuan, a guy with an open mind, finally found an object with aura, and he actually wanted to learn some magical secrets from it, and he visualized the painting.

This visualization connected his spiritual consciousness with the painting. The thoughts he revealed infected the aura of the painting and filled in the last missing link. Spirituality was actually born in this way through external senses. , Really become a spirit!

Chen Yuanding's experience in painting is actually the process of his thoughts infecting his aura and making him achieve spirituality.

For the elf in the painting, Chen Yuan is equivalent to her biological father. Well, it seems that she has become a bitch. Did Chen Yuan really not do anything to the beauty in the painting that night in the peach forest?

Forget it, I won’t mention these things that will get 404 if you elaborate on them.

In short, the elf in the painting is Chen Yuan's heir to a certain extent. She has a natural closeness to him and will naturally not have any bad thoughts towards him. There is no need to worry about her sucking Chen Yuan dry.

However, this new spiritual being is very fragile. If she wants to grow, she must rely on Chen Yuan, the "father", to continue to feed her with essence. Otherwise, if time goes by and she is not nourished by enough essence, she may degenerate back. The unconscious aura may even dissipate completely.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan is already a practitioner, and his energy is much stronger than ordinary people. Just losing a little energy will not cause any damage to his body. It is not a big deal to raise an elf.

Well, the real problem actually lies with Chen Yuan.

When Feng Yi said that the elves in the painting were harmless, his expression began to become obscene. He giggled "hehehe" and drooled, wondering what inappropriate things he was thinking about.

I just hope that he can control himself and not waste too much energy on the elf in this painting.

Otherwise, although death will not occur, it is quite possible that one's cultivation will stagnate or even regress.

"Cough! Take it away, your mouth is watering!"

Feng Yi couldn't help but remind him, and Chen Yuan came to his senses, quickly wiped off the saliva and regained his serious face.

"Brother Yi, don't worry, I know the severity and I won't do anything random!"

As he spoke, he carefully took the painting and hung it on the wall as a treasure. He looked at it again and again, and repeatedly saw many flowers.

While watching, I sighed:

"I thought that modern times were the end of the Dharma era, and that fairies and all that were extinct long ago, but I didn't expect that I could still encounter them. I was the one who initiated them myself. Hehe, hehehehe..."