The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Chapter 190

Quan Qiguang laughed when he heard the words, and said: "The half jug of wine just now is enough. I have been chasing you for more than half a year, from summer to winter. It is so comfortable to drink half a jug of warm wine in such a winter day." Hearing him say this, Shen Zhongyu propped his chin with one hand, tilted his head, looked at him and said, "Don't rush to refuse, or you will regret it later." Quan Qiguang said, "It will make me regret it later It must be a very precious promise. Keeping such a precious promise, I am afraid that not only me, but even my descendants will be uneasy every day in the future."

"Every man is innocent, but pregnant is guilty, I understand better than you. Don't worry, what I will give you will not be unacceptable to you. Think about it carefully, and don't be too busy rejecting me." "I..."

"Okay." Shen Zhongyu listened to the wind, and said, "It seems that that person doesn't trust you that much, they found someone to follow you." He heard the sound of horseshoes and the clash of swords from afar produced sound.

As soon as Quan Qiguang heard this, he saw the person in front of him jumping into the air, like a fairy, jumping to the top of the tree, and disappeared after a few jumps.

Quan Qiguang stood where he was, and was about to speak when he was called out, "Hurry up, you saw that man just now." He turned around and saw a tall young knight standing behind him, Holding the sword in his arms, he looked at himself vigilantly, a little angry, and said, "I saw it, what's wrong?"

"Why didn't you catch him?"

"I can't beat it." Quan Qiguang said with a chuckle.

"Can't beat it?" Hearing this, he said angrily, "Then at least you can wait for me to beat you for a while."

Quan Qiguang's eyes lingered on him for a while, and said: "You can't beat me." "Huh?!" Hearing this, he seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, saying: "Let's fight!" !"

Quan Qiguang shrugged his shoulders, picked up the sweet white porcelain jug left by Shen Zhongyu, Yun Qinggong also left, and this rising star in the world was so angry that he jumped around in place.

After running for two or three miles, Quan Qiguang found that Shen Zhongyu was waiting for him. He couldn't help but said happily, "My man, what's your name? I want to make friends with you. Is it possible?" "Shen Zhongyu." Shen Zhongyu nodded , said: "I also want a guide, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Okay." Quan Qiguang said, "I just don't know where you are going."

"It's all right. The quicksands of the West Pole and the vast ocean of the Antarctic. I want to see both."

"That." Quan Qiguang said, "Then I thought of it, if you want to thank me, then you will pay for the board and lodging expenses along the way."

"Yes." Shen Zhongyu readily agreed, and then asked curiously, "Aren't you a fast arrester?"

Quan Qiguang said: "Before I became a police officer, I made an oath: among the people I pursued, if there were three I did not want to arrest, then I would not be a police officer. You are the third."

"Haha..." Shen Zhongyu looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "It's a great honor."

Under the leadership of this mortal who is familiar with both black and white and flexible means, Shen Zhongyu is not wanted as soon as he enters the city, but can better enjoy the fireworks of the world.Although some people say that Ruanhong is just like this, but the Dao has no high or low, it is as high as the sky, like under the water, and it is everywhere.

After experiencing the life, old age, sickness and death of mortals day by day, Shen Zhongyu felt that his Taoist heart became more and more crystal clear, many original attachments and thoughts gradually faded, and more thoughts fluctuated, sinking and floating in the heart lake.When Shen Zhongyu looked inside, he looked down at the ups and downs of thoughts in his heart, and the biggest obsession among them turned out to be ascension.

In his previous life, he had been persistent for 3000 years, but he had no chance of ascension; in this life, he had been pursuing it for so many years, but he was still ascension.This obsession is deeply engraved in his heart, and the taste is sour, sweet, bitter, and bitter, and when he thinks about it, he wants to distinguish and forgets.

He sighed, looked at the ups and downs in his mind, and smiled quietly. I seek ascension, but what I seek is the Dao. nothing else.

And when Shen Zhongyu enlightened, Zhang Zhihe was searching for Xiangliu's temple while looking at the map and information given by Jumang.Because Xiangliu is an evil god, his temples can only be located in remote places near water, usually in small fishing villages by the sea.Zhang Zhihe lost his way several times in search of the way, so he simply walked along the seashore and searched village by village.

Finally, when he was in the third fishing village, he found it. As soon as he entered the village, he saw the temple in the center of the village. The place that should have been the ancestral hall in the village was now decorated as a temple of evil gods, and the roof was decorated with sculptures of swimming snakes. , on the upturned cornice is a long mouth full of crocodiles with sharp teeth, and even the door frame is smeared with bright red blood.

Zhang Zhihe licked his lips excitedly, clenched the sword in his hand, and wanted to strike down with a single blow, but he still held his own, just like an ordinary person. Go slowly.

These villagers seemed extremely devout to Xiangliu, but behind their devotion was deep fear.When Xiangliu Shenzhu came here to teach the Dharma, he first demolished the ancestral halls of the villagers, set up Xiangliu's place where he was, and threatened: "Xiangliu is powerful, anyone who dares to break his faith will be hit by a flood." As soon as he finished speaking, the first person who came out to oppose was drowned in the foul-smelling poisonous water and melted into it.

This time when the Dharma was being taught, the God of Xiangliu wished to kill chickens and monkeys. From then on, the villagers did not dare to disrespect Xiangliu and were very devout.

With the gradual development of people's wisdom, besides intimidation, the transmission of the law by the gods is more of a gentle method.For example, a good god like Jumang has the means of thunder. If someone dares to destroy the precious trees in her temple, Jumang will personally kill the person, but he is more famous for the spring god who revives all things.

When Zhang Zhihe heard this, although he was angry, but he had experienced a lot, he still had a bit of city power, and he thought about it calmly. Gou Mang once said that incense is poisonous, and the will in it will even corrode the will of the gods, so most of them All the gods will store the incense on the god seal, and it will be integrated into the body after being slowly purified by the secret method.But the will to fear is the most difficult to purify.Does Xiangliu want to die by drinking poison to quench his thirst?

After thinking about it carefully, he decided to find a way to catch one of Xiangliu's incarnations to ask for clarification. He looked up at the mysterious and hideous temple in front of him and made up his mind.

Like a pilgrim, he quietly pushed open the gate of the temple and stepped into it.The gate of the temple was closed at once, and behind the gate was a hall, surrounded by faint candle flames, glowing with blue light like ghost fire, cast on the ground looked extremely terrifying.

Zhang Zhihe let out a cold snort, the gloomy light dispersed, revealing the dark hall, the sunlight fell from the small windows on the wall, drawing grids on the ground, and the surrounding candles were not lit at all.Zhang Zhi raised his head to look at the hideous and terrifying statue on the altar, Xiangliu with nine heads. At this moment, on the altar is a big snake carved out of wood with nine heads. These nine heads are either up or down, or Showing fangs, or biting prey, the postures are different, but they are all extremely terrifying.

He frowned, somewhat understanding why Xiang Liu did this. It seemed that Xiang Liu was not content to just be an ancient god, he also wanted to be a human god of incense and fire, a human god who the Lord fears.No one in this world likes to be afraid, but it has to be said that many people have a heart of fear, so if Xiang Liu really became a god that the Lord feared, he would not fall.

Faced with the possible happy situation of his opponent, Zhang Zhihe showed a smile instead, because if Xiangliu becomes the god that the Lord fears, although he will not fall in the future, it will be difficult to go further.The evil god was afraid, and Zhang Zhihe naturally came to the conclusion that he was afraid of death.

Facing an enemy who was afraid of death, Zhang Zhihe was no longer afraid, and directly drew his sword, and the sword fell on Xiangliu's statue.

The wooden statue came alive immediately, and the nine snake heads scrambled to open their mouths, emitting a dark light. This is a poison that can contaminate magical instruments, souls, and even souls. Once contaminated, the body will be destroyed. Feeling the burning pain, even if you reincarnate, you can't get rid of it until your soul is burned.

But at the next moment, the whole weather suddenly turned cold. It was already spring outside the window, but at this time, it was like turning back time and entering the cold winter again. The ground was covered with a layer of hoarfrost in an instant.

The dark light stopped in mid-air, and the white frost covered the black light in a blink of an eye, and then trembled and fell into ice shards. The ice shards reverberated in the strong wind like blades, trying to smash the huge The statue of the god was broken into pieces.

But Xiang Liu is also an ancient god after all, even though he is only a statue, how could he be captured without a fight.The nine big mouths sucked together, and the ice shards were sucked into it all at once.When the fangs closed, the ice crumbs were chewed like hard and crunchy candies.

Zhang Zhihe felt the meaning of the sword that was swallowed by it, and found that it was nowhere to be found like a bull into the sea, but he did not feel afraid, but the sword's meaning rose up one after another, overwhelming people with force, like The waterfall hangs high in the air, cascading for thousands of miles, and Wang Yang's willful sword intent is completely poured on the statue of Xiangliu.

The snake body stood up straight, and the nine coiled snake heads circled to bite Zhang Zhihe, filling the spacious temple to the brim.But the sword intent came faster.Seeing this, Zhang Zhihe became even more united with his sword, and headed towards one of its large snake mouths, pierced through it, and cut open the whole snake from the mouth.

The snake's head was scattered all over the ground, and the snake's body also fell softly on the ground, showing a wooden prototype. Looking back at the completely destroyed wood carving, Zhang Zhihe couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, it seemed too simple.

But at this moment, the surrounding candles suddenly lit up, and Zhang Zhihe stood stiffly on the altar, silent, motionless, unable to even move his eyes.But a person walked in from outside the temple, and he was about to take off the long sword in Zhang Zhihe's hand.