Library of Heaven’s Path

The old man without grief looks very carefully, and the painting is also very careful. The position where the imaginary figure of Confucius appears is very clear, but it is not determined in one place, but in a range.

It’s coming soon.

is a huge crack, full of white stones.

This stone is very rare and has never been seen before.

Zhang Xuan is planning to enter it, looking for a specific location, and seeing the virtual image of the Confucius in the air shaking, "Huh!" disappeared without a trace.

"It's bad..."

The face is heavy.

I thought it would last for a while, but now it seems that it is too simple.

According to the normal situation, the phantom of this painting should always appear, but... the original painting was cut hard, and it seems that the artistic conception will not last long.

With the addition of more than two thousand years of time, it can be considered good for a long time.

"Forget it, know that this crack is good, just don't know this mountain...what is it!"

Knowing the shadow of the Confucius, it appears in this crack, and when you encounter this mountain in the future, you can come and look for it.

Of course... The premise is to recognize what the mountain is and where it is.

At least, all the mountains he has seen are not the same as this one.

"The bronze mask, one heart wants to break the seal, even destroying an eight-dimensional painting, will it be... knowing that there will be a shadow of the Confucius under the white clouds?"

I want to completely activate the spirituality, quit here, and Suddenly suddenly moved in my heart.

This bronze mask doesn’t dare to show the true face. It’s strange to say it, and even destroys such precious works. You have to look at what remains under the seal...

Don't you know something in advance?

"Whether he knows it or not, if you open the seal and find that the shadow of the Confucius is gone, you will definitely have doubts!"

Contemplation in the heart.

Although I did not see how high the specific strength of the bronze mask is, but dare to be rude to the president and other people, it is inevitably different.

If you know to this guy, because you watched it, you will lose the shadow of the Confucius. Will you get yourself in trouble and find trouble?

"The lesson of Confucius, the less people know, the better..."

With the help of the Confucius, if you are not careful, you will die like a sad old man. You don’t know how to die.

"So, I will change a few..."

Stop for a moment, Zhang Hang’s spirit moved, and the idea turned out to be a brush. The body flew into the air and the volley was painted.

To avoid trouble, this is only the case.

Soon, after the painting was finished, Zhang sighed with a sigh of relief, and the palm of his hand was gently pushed, and it was printed on the place where the imaginary figure of Confucius appeared. This was returned to the original place, and the spirit was moved, and the surroundings were completely lit.

Boom!

A moment of shaking, knowing that spirituality has been activated, and then staying, Zhang Hang consciously withdraws from the portal and returns to the flesh.

Call!

A vomiting gas vomited and opened his eyes.

"How?"

Seeing that he woke up, the bronze mask hurriedly looked over.

The face of Zhang Hang is white, and the voice is weak. "Fortunately, it is not insulting... However, it is also very depleted. If you have the essence of Lingshi, give me one hundred or two hundred, you should be able to recover." Some..."

"One hundred, two hundred?"

Bronze mask mouth is pumping: "I don't have this thing, but if I really want to break the seal, I will definitely not treat it..."

There is no such thing as the elite stone, and there is not much in the Imperial League. This guy has an opening, one hundred and two hundred... I can tell it!

Seeing that the other person didn't have these good things, shook his head, and Zhang stood up and stood up, his fingers on the scroll.

"Wake up!"

Call!

With the words, the book slammed up and stretched out, like a lazy person, just woke up.

"This is... will the whole painting be enlightened?"

The mouth of everyone is pumping.

After stretching, the picture is like seeing the surrounding environment. Suddenly the body moves and runs straight out.

"Hey!"

The eyebrows are raised, the bronze mask is volleyed, and the surrounding space is suddenly blocked.

"Half-step out!"

A shot, Zhang Hang immediately saw the strength, turned out to be a half-step out of the strong.

It’s no wonder that dare is so hard, many presidents and church owners ignore it.

It was sealed, the picture could not escape, and I had to retreat, full of grievances.

"I will discuss it with him!"

Nodded, Zhang hanged to the front, and his fingers stretched over.

It’s his spirit, he has a special sense of closeness, seeing his fingers coming, the picture is not dodging.

There was a sigh of relief, and a hanging thought passed through.

Hey!

It seems to understand what he meant. The scrolls swayed, and the white clouds floating on the peaks, like the hurricane swept, kept shaking and seemed to dissipate at any time.

"Sure enough..."

Seeing this scene, the bronze mask and many presidents, the head of the church also has their eyes bright, and the fists are pinched.

The seal on the eight-story paintings and calligraphy, they first heard that...the miracles that they can see with their own eyes are all full of excitement.

Oh! Oops!

As the scrolls kept swaying, the white clouds trembled more and more, and the time was not long. They couldn’t bear it anymore, like the psoriasis that was torn off, "Oh!" and fell to the ground.

"Hmm?"

See the seal on the floor, everyone looked at it all.

Even Wu Shi couldn't help but look at the middle of the mountain. I wanted to see what was hidden underneath. I could make this bronze mask so anxious.

The green mountains and green waters, the scene of this place does not seem to differ much from before.

"What is that?"

I don't know who shouted out, and then everyone concentrated on the past.

In a crack in the middle of the mountain, a pile of natural hot springs, a few shadows of Qianli, were immersed in the cracks of countless strange stones.

These shadows, although seemingly vague, can be seen, the posture is good, and you will know at a glance that it is a rare beauty.

"This..."

I thought it would seal something strange, or a treasure, and see that it was a beautiful bath. Everyone stayed.

Some are too unexpected.

"I understand, the old man without grief looked at the mountain at first, saw a group of girls bathing, and drew it directly. Later, I felt... watching the girls bathe, and losing their identity, they deliberately cover up!"

"Yeah, I said it's good, why do you put such a big patch and destroy the charm of the whole painting... The root is here!"

"Haha, it’s so vivid that the beauty can be bathed out, this sad old man is really a temper..."

......

All the people suddenly realized and laughed.

I thought that this sad old man, spending so much effort and sealing, is a secret that has been locked up. I did not expect it to cover up shame.

"This... impossible, impossible!"

The bronze mask stayed in place, and the face could not believe it.

For this painting, he paid a lot of effort, just want to see the secret under the seal, the result... actually a beautiful bath... a huge gap, let him go crazy.

"There must be a seal below this? Is there still..."

Hurry to come to the paintings and calligraphy, the power of the powerful gods, rushed into it, want to see what is going on.

Call!

Feeling the oppression of the gods, the picture was shocked, hurriedly shrunk, and hid after the suspension, trembled.

"Tell me, is there still a seal..."

The eyes are red, and the bronze mask is too excited, and the violent soul fluctuations.

"Okay, look scared!"

Shake his head and hang it gently to appease the picture: "Everyone has seen it. Under the seal is a beautiful bathing. I want to come to an old man without sorrow. I peek at people taking a shower, nowhere to vent, and finally declare it with ink... ... Although it is immoral, it is also a literati slogan, no harm! You should not be excited."

Seeing that the attitude of the other party has changed so much, it is obvious that the things under the seal are stunned.

Fortunately, the response was quick, and I made a painting temporarily, otherwise... I must show my feet.

"I am reckless..."

When I heard this, the bronze mask disappeared from the recklessness of the past, and I resumed my senses again. I laughed and said, "I found this seal after I got this painting. I always thought about what would be hidden. I have a wish, I have to work hard!"

Speaking of the palm of your hand.

There are a lot of top-grade stones in front of you, which are as many as tens of thousands.

"These Lingshi are the rewards for me who are bothering you this time, hope not to disappoint!"

When finished, the bronze mask looks at Zhang Suhang: "Since Zhang Shi has such research on painting and calligraphy, I have a copy of the 10 paintings left by the old man without sorrow, and wrote his painting skills in detail. I hope to be good for you..."

When I finished shaking my head, I caught the volley and grabbed the picture after the spirit in my palm. I held a fist: "You, leave!"

The body swayed and straight out, and the blink of an eye disappeared in front of everyone.

Obviously, with a huge treasure, I was afraid of getting into trouble, and turned and left.

"..."

Looking at the books in his hand, Zhang was silent for a while.

The other party vowed to pay for themselves, how precious and precious... the result is this!

Thinking is full of heart.

"The tenth solution of painting... Zhang Shi, can you sell this thing?"

Unlike his speechlessness, one side of the rushing president and his eyes are shining.

The old man without grief is the most powerful master of calligraphy and painting in the Qingyuan Empire. Although he only lived for only three hundred years old, he has contributed greatly to the entire Association of Calligraphers and Painters.

In particular, the tenth solution of the paintings in his later years has not been completely completed, and people have disappeared. Therefore, there are not many people who know... I thought it was already lost, I didn’t expect it, in the hands of this bronze mask, but also Presented to Zhang Shi.

"Sell?"

Zhang hangs over the palm of his book and directly puts the content into the library. The book is thrown away, and the face is atmospheric: "Give it to you!"

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang..."

The president of Meng Chong excitedly trembled with his fingers: "This is a lonely book worth at least fifty fines. Is it really sent to me?"

"What do you say? Fifty fines on the top stone?" Zhang hangs.

"Yes!" Meng Chong president.

"Then I will not send it, sell it to you..." Zhang hung up: "Give money!"

"..." Meng Chong.

"..." everyone.