Full-time Mage: The White Dragon Shines the World

Chapter 244 Experience
Zhang Tao doesn't know much about painting, so being able to know and analyze these is already very remarkable.

To be honest, it really feels to Zhang Tao like the picture of going to the river during the Qingming Festival in the textbook in his previous life.

But it's just a picture, the picture is still very different.

Moreover, Zhang Tao remembers that Qingming Shanghe Tu seems to have been born during the Northern Song Dynasty.

But the costumes of the characters in this painting are more like the costumes of the Qin Dynasty.

Forget about the civilians, Zhang Tao's history generally doesn't know what the subtle differences are.

But the man who looked like an official was wearing a green robe.

Zhang Tao was quite interested in the Qin Dynasty in his previous life, so he learned a lot about it.

He remembered that although the Qin Dynasty mainly wore black clothes, among the official costumes, the green robes worn by officials above the third rank were quite impressive.

Apart from the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Tao couldn't remember any country whose officials wore green official robes.

Of course, Zhang Tao himself knew that his historical achievements were mediocre, so he didn't know much, so he just guessed casually.

After all, this is the tomb of the ancient king, and he also has the factor of going first.

But such a huge painting is not placed here for the sake of looking good.

"Could it be that there are clues in this painting that can pass the level?"

Zhang Tao walked forward quickly, hesitated before touching the painting, but after thinking about the previous embarrassing things, Zhang Tao shook his head.

How could he, Zhang Tao, be someone who knows indecision?What does mother-in-law look like.

Then he put his hand up decisively.

In the next second, a ray of light appeared and fell into his palm.

Then he felt something suddenly poured into his mind, and before Zhang Tao could react, he was about to fall to the ground.

"Is my tm brain sick?"

This was Zhang Tao's last thought before his consciousness was closed. If he wanted to, he lost his consciousness and fell to the ground. Although his eyes were not closed, he was very absent-minded, even a little distracted.

At the same time that Zhang Tao fell to the ground, Mo Fan and the others also came to a gallery that was very similar to where Zhang Tao was. It was also a very long corridor, and it was also a painting with a spiritual trap.

But the difference is that the corridor they are in seems to be endless, and there is no end to it.

There is no such genre painting that Zhang Tao encountered. Under such circumstances, they can only keep moving forward.

It wasn't until Su Xiaoluo broke the restriction here that Mo Fan and the others successfully left.

Not long after they left, the end of this and the gallery appeared, and Zhang Tao's body also appeared here.

Sitting on the ground like that, his eyes were dull, and it took an unknown amount of time before the slack eyes gradually recovered.

"Where am I?"

Zhang Tao looked around in a daze, but didn't react for a while.

He only remembered that he seemed to be shot by a ray of light, and then he had all kinds of memories.

These memories are like the whole life of people with different identities, let him experience them one by one.

In the first life, he was an ordinary person in a remote area. Although he had been living relatively poorly, he had some beautiful and virtuous wives, a filial son, and kind parents, and his life was relatively comfortable.

But he himself knows that there are a group of people in this world who can move mountains and overturn seas, wield powerful power, and possess supreme power.

He yearned for it, but he didn't know how to possess it, and he hadn't even seen many people like this.

The only time he met, he wanted to ask the other party to accept him as an apprentice, but he was rejected.

He began to look for such people everywhere, but was often deceived.

Until he died of old age, he didn't touch the threshold he dreamed of. He didn't even know what those people were like, and finally died of regret.

In the second life, he was the young master of a famous family, but because of his stupid talent, he was born as the life of the patriarch who was drunk and did absurd things to the maids around him.

So his father didn't treat him very much, the servants bullied him, and other people made things difficult for him, making it difficult for him to move forward in this family.

Only his mother loves him. After he has been wronged, his mother will always comfort him. She is gentle and the only warmth in his heart.

But in a time of making things difficult for the same clan, his mother was beaten to death in order to protect himself.

He also tried his best to escape.

After encountering opportunities many times, his strength improved quickly, and finally he was able to take revenge.

But his mother couldn't go back after all, and there was no smile on his face again.

Until the end of his life, he sat in front of his mother's grave for several days and died. Even if he had the strength to dominate the world, what if he didn't protect the people he cared about when he was weak, and the final strength was meaningless .

In the third life, he is a descendant of an ordinary family, and his family has a small business, so his life is relatively rich.

But he is not satisfied with the status quo. He thinks he has a talent for doing business, but he does not live in peace and stability.

But when he became an adult, he began to intervene in the family business.

Collude with local officials and cultivate your own small gang.

Regardless of whether the white competitors come first, if the white ones fail, then the black ones will come.

It is commonplace to destroy the opponent's family, and in the end, the tragic death, the suicide suicide.

When the other party knelt in front of him and begged for a way out, he didn't show any sympathy.

That's how I struggled for half my life.

At the age of fifty, he is already the biggest business tycoon in his country.

Whatever the emperor wants to do today, and what the court wants to do today, all need his nod.

Being able to have such a status in just a few decades with all his efforts, no one would care about his past, no one would care how many people he killed to get to this point.

Others will only know that he started from scratch, and finally controlled a country's economy with monstrous power.

Of course, he will only let others see this. As for what is hidden behind it, this is not something that ordinary people should know.

But when he was sick in bed, his beloved youngest son actually poisoned his medicine.

With the words of "be patient, be ruthless, and use whatever means for the purpose, you taught me these things." He ended his life.

Fourth World...

Fifth World...

………………

Zhang Tao didn't know how many lives he had experienced.

Different encounters, different worlds, different personalities, different births and goals.

There are the plainness of ordinary people, the splendor of trendsetters, the growth of the strongest, and the unwillingness of the ambitious.

But they all have one thing in common, they all think their life is not perfect.

I even think that my life is particularly bad.

(End of this chapter)