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Chapter 1201 Cheng Xin's Guardian Painting God (End)
Although Zhang Liang was surprised that the weasel said such a thing, he didn't think it was an absurd thing, because he had obtained the inheritance himself, and his acceptance of these strange things was not known to be much higher than that of ordinary people.

"who are you?"

Zhang Liang asked coldly.

He always felt that this weasel was an old monster, and it had been a long time since he turned into an old monster.

"I am the old Taoist priest who died. Unfortunately, my body was destroyed by you Huashen clan. I found a weasel to possess me."

"After so many years of practice, I finally calmed down. Now I need a human body. As a painting god, you have long been my favorite." Weasel laughed wickedly.

Zhang Liang was shocked. He never thought that the weasel would be the old Taoist priest, but now after hearing what the weasel said, he felt that it was reasonable.

"How do you know that I have obtained the inheritance of the painting god?"

He has the matter of drawing the energy space, and only he knows about it. He doesn't know how the weasel knows about it.

"Hehe, your master and I are enemies, and my body was destroyed by him. Why do you think I know that you are a descendant of the painting god?"

"At the beginning, your master was seriously injured in order to kill me. He died not long after, but he didn't know that I was still alive."

"Originally, he planned to leave that painting to someone who is destined, but he waited for someone who was destined to be very strict. I might not be able to wait until I die, so I stole that painting and threw it in your house. Li, you got it."

"I will let you practice the formula of drawing gods, and then get your body. At that time, I will be equivalent to mastering my Taoism and your painting skills. At that time, I can really live forever."

In fact, the old Taoist has always been very interested in Zhang Liang's master's formula for longevity, but as two opposing parties, he cannot obtain this formula for cultivation, and now he can only obtain the formula for longevity in this way.

Zhang Liang, he has been eyeing him for a long time.

"Hmph, then you may be disappointed, I won't let you succeed."

When Zhang Liang was speaking, with a thought, he summoned the keel knife from the painting energy space, and then looked at the old Taoist coldly.

"Then let's see the real chapter under our hands."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will fix your body."

Roar!
As if to respond to him, when he said this, the giant python directly broke through the interception of Wangfu's three guys and attacked Zhang Liang.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang slashed at the giant python with a keel knife.

Boring!
However, the omnipotent keel knife actually only left a shallow mark on the surface of the giant python's body.

Zhang Liang did not expect such a thing to happen, he was knocked out again.

After being knocked out this time, he didn't get up for a long time.

This time the injury was not light.

The old Taoist who turned into a weasel came to Zhang Liang, looked down at Zhang Liang, and then laughed, "I said, I will fix your body."

While speaking, a figure appeared on Weasel's body, and that figure flew towards Zhang Liang's body.

"Snatch!"

Such a thought suddenly appeared in Zhang Liang's mind, and it was so true.

Now Zhang Liang's body is seriously injured, body and soul are one, the old Taoist is determined to win.

At this moment, Zhang Feng's face and Yang Siqian's face appeared in Zhang Liang's mind.

He doesn't want to die.

However, in the face of the old Taoist's attack, he found that he was completely unable to stop it.

Because of the opponent's moves, he didn't know how to break them.

"Smelly Taoist priest, do you dare to bully my apprentice?"

Just when Zhang Liang was in despair, a voice suddenly sounded.

Then, Zhang Liang's painting that he had absorbed into his body flew out of his body like this.

Then the painting wrapped around Zhang Liang's head, protecting Zhang Liang inside, allowing the phantom of the old Taoist priest to be so angry, but there was no way to enter Zhang Liang's body.

"Huayi, you are not dead yet, how is this possible?"

The old Taoist was very familiar with this voice, and there was shock and anger in his eyes.

In this world, there was only one person he was afraid of, and that was Hua Yi.

Originally, he thought that Huayi was dead, but he didn't expect Huayi to appear now, and he had a bad feeling.

"You are not dead, how can I be willing to die?"

Hua Yi sneered, "Do you really think that I didn't know that your soul was out of body? I actually knew that you were going to do this at the time, so I followed your wishes and made you relax your vigilance."

"Today, I will send you on your way."

"Hmph, Huayi, don't talk so big, we'll know after the battle." The old Taoist said in a deep voice.

Hua Yi smiled slightly, and said to Zhang Liang: "My dear boy, today I will pass on the real inheritance to you. When you get the inheritance, you must protect this mountain and this piece of water, you know?"

"Yes, thank you Master."

Zhang Liang didn't expect to meet his master, and the master's name was Hua Yi.

After he finished speaking, he only felt his body tighten, and then the painting wrapped him up like this, as if he was wearing a layer of armor.

Then, Zhang Liang felt that his body was out of control, but he was holding a keel knife, and then drew in the void.

"Mountain!"

"water!"

"painting!"

This painting directly draws three characters.

When these three words came out, Zhang Liang felt that the painting energy in his body was being emptied, and then the three words became more and more solid, emitting a boundless golden light.

After the golden light was emitted, the bodies of the Taoist priests and giant pythons in the distance began to shatter one after another, and even the death konjac and crystal coffin on the upper floor were dissipating.

"No, how could you be able to practice landscape painting!"

The old Taoist felt the boundless power of this blow, and screamed in fear, but his screams were useless, and the three words "landscape painting" were pasted towards the old Taoist.

The old Taoist turned and ran, but he found that his body was quickly overwhelmed by these three words.

He then transformed into the body of a weasel, which soon began to dissipate.

The whole cave returned to tranquility in an instant, and bursts of coolness came from inside the cave.

Zhang Liang felt that his body was exhausted to the extreme, and he fell down slowly like this.

He had a very long dream, which seemed to have started since he was born, and then he began to practice, the technique he practiced was called the Jue of Longevity, and he had a master named Hua Yi.

Master cherishes it in every possible way and cultivates it with heart.

One day, the master suddenly left him and told him that he was the guardian of the new generation of painting gods.

Zhang Liang didn't know when he opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt that the mountain and the water were all under his feet and in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)