Royal Master Painter

Chapter 385 Nine Dragon Wall

Just when Wei Changli destroyed the Wenfu that he had guarded for thousands of years and was about to leave, another person appeared in front of him.

And this person is actually Wei Changli!

"After venting, it's time to pass, let's go back." Wei Changli said.

A prison cage fell from the sky, trapping Wei Changli who had just destroyed the Wenfu to death.

Looking at the devastated Wenfu, Wei Changli sighed.

"Although I am the master of the Wenfu, I have to admit that the moment the Wenfu was destroyed, I actually felt very happy. I felt very comfortable, and I felt a sense of relief."

"With your cultivation base, why do you want to restrain yourself and live a life that you don't like?
800 years of guarding a decaying Wenfu, you missed the raging waves of the North Sea, the snow-capped mountains and the sun, the world and everything, and even the woman who loved you!
Are you enlightened and practicing to make yourself regret all your life?

If you want to gain great freedom and pursue true freedom, no one can stop you.

Join hands with me, everything you expect is right in front of you. "

Ci Zhaoren's extremely bewitching voice sounded.

Human beings have the seven emotions and six desires, and the words of kindness illuminate people to the weakest point of human nature.

What happened just now was not an illusion, but Wei Changli’s most irritable thought held deep in his heart. Many times he wanted to take revenge on the Wenfu who had brought him pain all his life, but he finally did it, and what he got was hearty pleasure !

"No wonder there are so many people joining the Baiyang Sect!" Wei Changli said.

"The most painful thing for people is to abandon their true thoughts and use some acquired culture, education and ethics to suppress their humanity. Only when their desires are released and satisfied, people will feel that they really exist.

Just like what you saw in Qingdu, did I kill her baby?Killed his old wife?Raped the neighbor's wife?
No, never, this is the most urgent thought in their hearts, but they dare not say it or act it out, they can only be imprisoned in the darkness deep in their hearts.

And I just gave them the courage to open the cage where this greedy beast was held. "Ci Zhao explained all this complacently.

"Didn't you often tell others that scribes should follow their hearts? Should they pursue freedom? Why don't you pursue the freedom you want, take this last step, and we should be friends." Ci Zhaoren laughed.

"That's right, our Wen family teaches people to follow their hearts and pursue freedom, but before teaching them, our Wen family first teaches them the ability to distinguish right from wrong, good from evil.

Scribes can be free from the constraints of ethics, but they must accept the spurs of good and evil, right and wrong.

The reason why people are human is not because they obey their own desires, but because they put a shackle on their own desires.

Therefore, although there were many absurd affairs in Qingdu and became the laughing stock of many people, he was never a bad person.

Only beasts will be at the mercy of their desires, just like those scum under your command, letting their desires harm the people of all directions. "Wei Changli retorted.

"Good and evil? Right and wrong? When did you start to be like that group of hypocritical Confucian scholars, pretending to be righteous and flaunting morality, you really let me down.

Don't forget, you have killed as many people as I have.

Need I remind you, some time ago you ordered the slaughter of nearly half of Yunlu's people just because they respected Confucianism? " Ci Zhaoren laughed jokingly.

"They humiliate my sages, despise grammar, and help the evildoers, and they don't care that the Yunlu they live in is created by my scribes.

I can only use human life to teach them the reality that cannot be made clear to them by education, and my tolerance and kindness are only for the people of my Wenfu. "

"You are really domineering, Wei Changli, now that your people have become like this, how are you going to save them?"

Ci Zhaoren is very confident. Sexual indulgence is like a gate, once it is opened, it is impossible to close. This is human nature.

"You only see the inherent inferiority of human nature, the ferocious beast imprisoned in the bottom of your heart, but you ignore the kindness promoted by Wenfu's thousand-year-old culture and education, which has already taken root in Qingdu!"

Wei Changli once again swiped his pen, using the sky as paper, and engraved words between heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifolds. The lower part is the river and the mountains, and the upper part is the sun and stars. People call it Haoran, and it is full of darkness. The emperor's road should be Qingyi, Hanhe Tu Mingting."

The Baiyang technique performed by Ci Zhaoren before left behind a deceptive evil force in Qingdu, which penetrated into the bottom of people's hearts and released the scourge imprisoned in the dark.

But at this moment, as soon as the poem came out, Wei Changli's chanting sound echoed in every corner of Qingdu, and the pure and righteous energy swept away the power of evil and evil, and cleared the world in one fell swoop.

"Song of righteousness? How can you know the secret that the Confucian government does not pass on." Ci Zhao was surprised.

"I know a lot more than you can imagine."

Those numb and chaotic eyes began to appear clear in the song of righteousness. Some people looked terrified when they saw the murder weapon in their hands, and some people began to cry when they saw the corpse in front of them.
After a moment of indulgence, endless regrets are left behind.

The space where Wei Changli lived also began to shatter inch by inch, Wei Changli was still the same Wei Changli, this world was no different, and Wenfu was still Wenfu.

All the visions disappeared like hallucinations, only Wei Changli knew that they were not illusions, if he hadn't broken this method with full determination, the scene that happened before would definitely be staged in reality.

Ci Zhaoren was standing not far from him, with some blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Wei Changli, you have the ability. But I live in the darkest place in the heart of my heart. At the same time, this is also the place where human nature is the most real. If my desires are not dead, I will live forever, and I will be invincible!"

"In front of me, Wei Changli, you are the first person who dares to say undefeated!"

"I originally wanted to win you over, but I didn't expect you to be ignorant. I will send your Wenfu and you on the road now."

Ci Zhaoren also understood that it was impossible for him to instigate Wei Changli's rebellion. Although it was a pity, since he could not be friends, he could only become a dead person.

"White Sun Divine Art, Great Buddha Curse!"

In the sea of ​​clouds behind Ci Zhaoren, six huge pagodas rose slowly.

This pagoda seemed to come from hell, with blue-faced fangs holding all kinds of weapons, as soon as it appeared in the world, evil spirits arose, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves reached Wei Changli's ears, and many lonely souls turned into dark clouds and wandered.

Ci Zhaoren's cultivation is not inferior to that of the Lord of the Eight Palaces. Each of the six stupas has a combat power comparable to that of Wangxian Jiuzhong, and the appearance alone is daunting.

But their opponent is Wei Changli.

"It's just a group of demons. You have seen my calligraphy and my Fu. Now it's Danqing's turn. Besides my senior brother, you are the first one to see it."

Wei Changli's spiritual power radiated out, as endless as the water of the North Sea. Ci Zhaoren saw that the spiritual power was divided into nine strands, which shot in nine different directions.

There are mountains all around Qingdu, and nine strands of spiritual power landed on nine different mountains.

These mountains usually look inconspicuous, but each one is rich in spiritual power, and there is a jade-colored shadow wall on the top of the mountain!
Shadow mural painting is the most difficult thing to create among all paintings. The requirements for the screen wall are very high, and it must be made of high-quality precious jade; secondly, it is huge in size, and it consumes more than ten times the spiritual energy compared to paintings of the same quality. .

This screen wall has five ridges and four slopes, and the base of the screen wall is made of seven-color glazed burnt paper.

There are not many celestial-grade screen walls in the entire Yuling Continent, but this screen wall in a barren mountain has reached the appearance of a god-grade one!

What is even more shocking is the painting on the screen wall. The screen wall is surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the slender dragon body is half covered by the clouds and half exposed by the fog.
On the screen wall on another mountain is a piece of crimson, which depicts a boundless sea of ​​fire, and one of the red dragons is bathed in the flames, like a king in the fire.

Each of the nine mountains has a god-level shadow wall, and the paintings are all the top creatures in Yuling Continent, dragons!
The six pagodas invaded into the fire, with the force of a thunderbolt, and they smashed down their heads with a gilded hammer!
Wei Changli's expression remained unchanged, and he looked up at the pagoda with his hands behind his back. Just when the attack was about to fall, a huge creature pierced through the clouds and bit the gilt hammer into pieces.

All of a sudden, all the clouds boiled up, one, two, three, a total of nine!

Wei Changli directly awakened the painting spirits of the nine screen walls with his vast spiritual power just now, and nine divine dragons came across the mountains and rivers.

All the people in Qingdu, whether they are scribes who are fighting, people from the Baiyang Sect, or ordinary people, all in Qingdu have seen the grand scene of nine thousand-foot dragons of different colors soaring in the sky .

Ten Living Bodhisattva Faqing's heart skipped a beat, the vast power coming from above the dome could be felt from such a distance.

Even if he is a strong man with the eighth and ninth levels of Wangxian, facing Wei Changli's strength, he will probably be unremitting in his blows.

"Hua Ling?"

Zhong Qingli was also a little surprised. He recognized these dragons as painting spirits at a glance, but he had never heard of Wei Changli making such paintings.

"Nine Dragon Wall, I didn't expect you to finish it!"

Ci Zhaoren's eyes changed slightly, and he couldn't help but marvel at Wei Changli's genius. It was very difficult to create each screen wall, and it was even more difficult to create a screen wall of divine quality.

In addition to the extremely precious consumables, it also needs a flash of agility and a skill of brilliant writing.

One mistake, all the hard work was in vain.

The creation of the Nine-Dragon Wall is even more difficult. The contents of the Nine Walls are of the same family, even though they are separated by thousands of miles, they are still connected.

Scattered in nine directions of Qingdu, they are connected to form an impenetrable barrier.

"It seems that you do know me, and you had a good relationship with me when you were young?"

Ci Zhaoren said before that he had seen him before, but Wei Changli still couldn't remember who it was, but now he just said the name of Jiulongbi at a glance.

The Nine Dragon Wall was Wei Changli's idea when he was young, and he had only mentioned it to a few people, but none of these people could be a kind person, and he never thought about it!
"There must be someone who I have missed and ignored."

After he became the master of the palace, he began to search for the site, collected divine materials and began to create, which was only completed recently.

"If it has been nourished for a few years, this Nine Dragon Wall will probably become a new artifact for the imperial spirit. It is worthy of being the strongest palace master among the three generations of Wenfu!"

The nine painting spirits on the Nine Dragon Wall have different colors and different auras, some are smart and carefree, some are overbearing, some are majestic, and they have both gods and shapes, and they also have admirable strength.

Wei Changli stood on top of a dragon, manipulating nine painting spirits that could destroy the world.

The red flame dragon opened its mouth and spit out, and a large flame hit the Baiyang Buddha, while the blue wind dragon opened its mouth, and a strong wind blew up between the sky and the earth.

The wind helped the fire to cover the sky for thousands of miles, and the people in Qingdu seemed to be in the end of the world!

Each of the six pagodas occupies one side, holding strange seals, and propping up a safe space for Ci Zhaoren in the flames.

Wei Changli also secretly praised the strength of this pagoda, it was unscathed in the flames, and it cannot be refined by ordinary fire.

The body of the white cloud dragon rolled up, and layers of mist descended. The space where the two fought turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and even the perception was compressed in a very small range.

Ci Zhaoren dealt with it carefully, and saw a dragon body floating in front of the Buddha just as he was about to strike, another blue dragon came out of the clouds and knocked the Buddha down.

Even in such a situation, Ci Zhaoren still had room to fight back. A huge steel fork pierced through the clouds and mist and pierced Wei Changli's head.

A black dragon swam out from the side and blocked a blow for him.

"Futu Promise, six parts in one!"

The six huge pagodas began to merge into one, with three heads and six arms of the pagoda, and the head in the center raised its eyes between the brows!
"Baiyang Township"

The center of the Buddha opened its vertical eyes, and the eyeballs turned out to be daylight. Not only did all the clouds that suppressed the senses and obscured the field of vision be scattered away, but the three dragons closest to Ci Zhaoren were directly overturned.

After the six in one, the power of the Buddha increased greatly, and he grabbed a black dragon with one hand and played with it between his palms.

Just when Futu was about to smash the black dragon Hualing with a punch, the yellow dragon wrapped around his arm, and then his legs, chest, and arms were all bound by the dragon.

When Wei Changli saw that the Buddha showed his flaws, he took the lead.

"Slaying Sticker"

A series of six beheading characters turned into a domineering and mighty slashing blow. Futu's arm was cut off, and then his body was cut in half.

But the most dangerous slash was the vertical eye that directly pierced the Buddha!
Facing the only Nine-Dragon Wall in Yuling Continent, such a ferocious Dharma Body like Futu finally collapsed and scattered.

Ci Zhaoren was also affected, and his body faltered and fell towards Yunshui.

Wei Changli controlled the Nine Dragons to take advantage of the victory and pursue him. He was kind to the immortal body, and it was difficult to kill him. Only by sealing the way can he avoid future troubles forever.

Something flew out of Wei Changli's book tube and landed below Ci Zhaoren. The white paper roll spread out, swept across the world like a curtain and wrapped him up heavily.

"Paper seal!"

Ci Zhaoren can't dodge and be involved in it, as long as he is in this paper, he can't get out, layers of white paper wrap Ci Zhaoren tightly.

After doing all this, Wei Changli bit his finger, and wrote a seal on the scroll with blood instead of ink!
"It's finally over!"

Wei Changli breathed a sigh of relief, after getting rid of Ci Zhaoren, the rest of the Baiyang Sect were nothing but mobs, not worth mentioning.

(End of this chapter)