Chapter 74 Painting
Chapter 74 Painting
Li Wuxiang quietly slid down from the roof, turned into a human again, and then, under the cover of night, returned to the gathering place where the group of martial artists had just gathered.
In the world today, he is probably the only one who knows the Ranshan Sect best. Some words that sound ordinary to those who don't know the inside story sound like the answer to a mystery to him.
If Zhao Fang was Xu Xianren in disguise, then he should have seen the real Zhao Fang and got a lot of things out of him.
For example, the phrase "in a trance, I am in a fantasy world" - it is like this when you want to enter or exit the broken brick. Hold the "prisoner" character, in a trance, you are in the brick.
The illusion that Ranshan was talking about should be something like that broken brick. When Zhao Qi gave Xue Baoping the prisoner character, he first asked her if there were any small secret rooms or secret compartments in her home. According to the conclusion drawn by Li Wuxiang after repeated attempts in recent days, Zhao Qi asked that question to ensure safety.
Because the "prison character" does not seem to be specifically used for entering and exiting the broken brick in essence, and its real function is just as Zhao Qi said, "immediately being in a safe and secret place". It is only because the broken brick is there that the person appears in the brick.
If there is no such brick within a hundred steps, then he will appear in the most hidden space - Li Wuxiang tried this once on the road. It turned out that there was a narrow badger cave within a hundred steps of him. When he appeared in it, he immediately curled up into a ball. The badger was sleeping at home, and he had to kill the entire family before he could slowly squeeze out. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been squeezed to death when he appeared in there.
Therefore, until he was sure and further confirmed from Feng Er and others that there were indeed no caves, dark caves, or secret rooms here, he came to this screen wall again.
There were no calligraphy or paintings in any of the houses in Ranshan, except for this screen wall, which had a woodblock print depicting the scene of the Ranshan sect.
And now, he still remembers Zhao Qi’s excited words that day - "My teacher has entered the painting."
Then this woodblock print should be the illusion of Ranshan.
Li Wuxiang first blocked the broken bricks in his backpack with a cloth, then took out the prisoner character and held it in his palm. The night was dark, with only the mountain wind and the chirping of insects. He took a deep breath and thought to himself, "I am in a safe and secret place" -
A moment of trance...
But he is still there!
But he did feel something unusual—it was a feeling that was hard to describe specifically, as if he or the talisman in his hand was fighting against something for a moment, as if he wanted to push down an extremely solid wall, as if he wanted to squeeze into a crowded crowd, as if he was holding something in his hand that was about to fall. He even slightly experienced the twisted feeling that Zhao Kui would have when he was about to descend into this world...
But just after this moment, that feeling suddenly disappeared, and he swayed slightly in place before he was able to stand firmly again... nothing happened!
Li Wuxiang opened his eyes wide and looked around. Everything was normal. What was going on? The feeling just now should mean that there was some secret place nearby, but why couldn't the prison character enter? Was it blocked by something?
He immediately pulled out his dagger and reached into the crack of the woodblock print to try to pry it open. This thing was not only embedded, but there seemed to be a layer of glue on the back. Li Wuxiang had to pry it off until his forearm was slightly bent.
After he got it, he felt that it was indeed a piece of wood. He leaned it against the screen wall and looked at the back. There was a layer of blackened glue on the back. He slowly scraped off the glue and found a piece of paper on the back of the wood - it had a very light bamboo scent.
He picked up the bamboo paper and looked at it carefully, and found that it was written in a sloppy handwriting: "Made by Li Jiao in the 63rd year of Qianzheng in Daye Dynasty"... This should be the signature of the person who carved the wood board, and it should have been made when Ye Chao was still alive.
It's really strange, this piece of ruins on the mountain has been abandoned for who knows how many years, but this woodcut is still so well preserved. What was this place in the past?
He threw the paper away, and suddenly heard a loud rumble in the darkness ahead, followed by several more. Others couldn't see in the darkness, but he could see clearly - several houses had collapsed, and a huge cloud of smoke was rising.
Li Wuxiang immediately shifted his gaze towards the direction of the main hall - he saw a corner of the two-story main hall first slowly sliding to one side, then rapidly accelerating, and then he heard a loud bang, and the main hall actually collapsed in half!
The talisman just now worked! The changes happening here right now must be the result of the talisman!
There was an immediate commotion at the place where the building collapsed. Li Wuxiang looked over there for a while, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind - what am I doing here?
When I came here, I just wanted to see the martial arts monks who gathered here to hunt for treasures, so that I could gain some experience and knowledge. But now, it seems that the reason why the martial arts monks here can still cooperate peacefully in the treasure hunt is all because of their "open-mindedness" and "loyalty" on the road before.
But this kind of deterrent balance is quite fragile. If the ruins are in chaos, these gangsters might take advantage of the chaos to attack each other. In that case, there is really no need for me to stay here and wade into this muddy water. It is better to go down the mountain now and continue to go... continue to go... go...
He didn't know where to go for a moment, so he just turned around. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice in the darkness -
"Did you figure that out?" Zhao Fang came out from behind the screen wall and stopped three steps in front of him. He looked at him carefully and then at the woodblock print leaning against the screen wall. "Did you tamper with the mechanism here? How did you find it?"
Li Wuxiang stopped walking - his guess was correct, Zhao Fang was Xu Xianren. But...but what was wrong? He always felt like he had forgotten something.
The swordsman Lao Guo mentioned that Xu Xian was a very capable person. He said that he appeared near Deyang a few months ago. He was thought to be a fledgling casual cultivator, but within a month he even challenged five famous martial artists nearby and became famous. An outer disciple of the nearby Juqing Sect also offended him and was killed by him. Therefore, the leader of the Juqing Sect issued a life and death lottery, but the lottery was immediately taken back after the news was spread for one day.
Some people said that Xu Xianren was a very powerful person and that the sect leader couldn't afford to offend him. Others said that the sect leader had actually been killed by Xu Xianren and that it was a secret kept in the Juqing Sect. But no matter what, Li Wuxiang didn't really want to have a conflict with him now - he had just obtained the True Immortal Body Dao Chapter and the Flying Immortal Sword Chapter, and hadn't practiced them yet. If they really started fighting, he didn't know what magical skills Xu Xianren would have.
Besides, the flying sword belonged to Zeng Jianqiu. If...
Wait. Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, and reached out his hand to touch his waist and sleeves - where is the sword? Where is the flying sword Zeng Jianqiu gave him? Where did he put it? !
Thanks to the old friend of the Chinese people, Exodus, for the reward. The second update will be at 8:00 a.m., 8:00 a.m., as soon as I go out!
(End of this chapter)