Without a heroic spirit, I can only end in person

Chapter 124 Drinking Friends and Enemies
The ruins of the Meng Dynasty were auctioned off by acquaintances, so some things were much simpler.

For example, cleaning up relics.

The Taixuan ruins are full of demons that can be reborn.

If there is no specific skill, it will take a long time to clean up and down four to five times before a relic can be completely cleared.

For middle and high-level heroic spirits, this matter is not difficult to do, but it is too time-consuming, and the benefits are not directly proportional to the effort.

Even with targeted skills, facing the monsters scattered in every corner of the ruins, they must be cleaned up bit by bit.

It is also quite troublesome.

but now--

With a thought in his mind, the painter in white, a scroll flew out behind him and unfolded automatically.

A group of human-skinned monsters jumped out of the scroll, rushed towards the demon spirits all over the ruins, and fought with them.

The picture scroll was split into two and fell into the hands of Ruan Xiangyu and the Twelve Emperor Wu.

They injected power into the picture scroll, rushed out of two painted monsters, and joined the battlefield.

No hands-on required at all.

Just the summoned objects drilled out of the hundred demon map can continuously clean up the relic demon spirits, breaking them into strands of strong demon energy, which can be swept away and absorbed by the demon sword in the hands of the demon refiner.

"This is the picture of the hundred demons that Wu Shisan has been thinking about?!"

Emperor Wu Twelve originally planned to slowly clean up the ruins.

But now he only needs to sit by the side to rest, and watch Hua Yao work, and he is immediately happy.

He had heard about the usefulness of the Hundred Demon Map from the heroes of the Wu Dynasty before, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he fully understood their yearning——

When placed in guarding the time market, each heroic spirit can summon an additional painting demon of the same strength, which is equivalent to doubling the strength!
This auxiliary ability is too strong!

Its only shortcoming is that the master is too strong.

As a legendary heroic spirit in his life, after fully awakening, he is enough to step into the realm of A-level heroic spirits, and will fight side by side with those more powerful heroic spirits.

After all, how can there be a saying that the strong assist the weak?

"It doesn't matter, I have enjoyed the support of my life now, and I can brag about it in front of Wu Shiyi later... hehe."

The Twelfth Emperor Wu was like a big hairy kid who got a new toy.

Had a great time there.

After the painter in white said his farewell to him, he took Ruan Xiangyu to the depths of the ruins to choose the awakening material that suits him.

In the ruins of the Meng Dynasty, time paintings are still easy to find.

After all, since Qing Shi, a white-clothed painter, left his name, the subsequent history of the Meng Dynasty was influenced by him, completely deviated, and became a prosperous era of painting.

In the thousands of years, I don't know how many masters of Danqing have emerged, leaving behind a huge number of works.

As for those ordinary-grade paintings, there are countless of them.

Basically, in the ruins of the middle and late Meng Dynasty, as long as there are fragments of ethnic buildings, there must be corresponding paintings of time.

The painter in white didn't waste any effort at all, and found a painting that contained the power of time in a courtyard.

"It's kind of ugly...forget it, just use it."

Advanced materials are just simple materials.

As long as it can be used, no matter how high or low the quality is, it will not affect the strength after awakening.

The painter in white was not too picky, and directly took out a large number of spirit stones prepared in advance from the storage scroll that he carried with him, and began to awaken.

……

At the same time, inside the legendary ruins that own Tianshan.

One day later, the Immortal Pond has dried up, and the imperial spirit masters who came here to be baptized have long since left.

Only that old man, Mu Ran, sat on the top of Tianshan Mountain, silently guarding the world where half of the area has been turned into Shixu.

Under his guard, all the lives that walked out of the Time Ruins and set foot in the ruins area.

Regardless of whether the strength is B-level or A-level, everything is instantly shattered and dissipated into wisps of gray air.

Only the old man on the top of the peak remained motionless, like a sculpture.

I don't know how long it has passed.

In the depths of the Time Ruins, in the bottomless fissure, a thicker gray air floated out.

This wisp of gray air fell to the ground and turned into a half-beast, half-human creature with six arms and six legs.

Compared with the gray enemy who besieged the Thirteenth Emperor Wu before, it lacked two arms and two legs, but its strength has increased by a whole level, reaching the level of A.

Even so, it is obviously not enough to survive in front of the old man Mu Ran.

But its goal is no longer to cross that line.

But seeing its side face and eyeballs rolling, it seems to have penetrated the barriers of the time market space, observing every move of the old man Mu Ran.

At the same time, he carefully took out a small knife.

This small knife is very weird. Compared with normal knives, it looks like a piece of meat, even with subtle lines.

When the six-handed gray enemy raised his knife, he slashed down out of thin air.

The gloomy air of Shixu was actually torn a long and narrow gap!

The rift is completely different from the time gap around it. The opposite is no longer a dark abyss, but a world full of bright colors.

Holding a small knife, the six-handed gray enemy raised his foot across the gap.

Obviously the gap is wide enough to accommodate three or four of them in parallel, but there is an inexplicable sense of crowding, as if they are forcefully squeezed through the gap.

When it passed through the gap, the front suddenly opened up——

This place is actually an incomparably complete Taixuan ruins without any signs of transformation!
Among the ruins, there are even heroic spirits wandering around, either cleaning up the demons or searching for media.

One of the heroic spirits was only four or five meters away from the six-handed gray enemy, but he just passed him.

The two are clearly in the same place, but they seem to be in two different worlds.

It failed to discover this strange existence that was close at hand.

The Six-Handed Gray Enemy did not attack the Heroic Spirit either.

It seemed to be observing something and waited quietly for a while.

Then he walked to the depths of the ruins, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed a mark, a bottomless crack.

The knife had withered a lot, but it was still sharp.

Gray Enemy Six Hands picked up the knife again and swung it down again.

A rift leading to the next ruin was opened.

……

For Heroic Spirits, the most time-consuming part of awakening is the process of collecting materials.

Especially for high-level heroic spirits, the necessary materials often come from difficult relics, which are expensive and take a lot of time to collect.

But as long as all the materials are collected, the awakening process only takes a moment.

When the color faded from the scroll in the hands of the painter in white, a series of handwriting reappeared, transforming into an extremely exquisite [Longevity Slave].

Has already completed the awakening.

The appearance has not changed in any way.

The painter in white put away the picture of the Longevity Slave, did not stay for long, and returned directly to the entrance of the ruins.

The Twelfth Emperor Wu was still manipulating the figure demon with great interest, and he was surprised to see the painter in white returning.

"Life, you are over so soon?"

"It's just awakening, it's not a big deal."

The painter in white smiled.

Although the Twelfth Emperor Wu said that he can choose the media items in the ruins at will.

Even if they took a few more mediums, Emperor Wu Twelve would not mind.

But as a reputable thug, since it was discussed at the beginning that the reward was a Meng Dynasty intermediary, he would not take half more.

When you come out to do things, what you pay attention to is integrity.

"Having said that, the value of this ruin is actually quite limited."

"I don't have many valuable things in itself, and I was swept away by the Imperial Spirit Master Association and took away the most valuable things..."

"If it contains fragments of the treasure land of the Meng Dynasty, it will be truly priceless!"

Naturally, the Meng Dynasty also had resource areas similar to Tianshan Xianchi——

【Cailang Painting Workshop】.

If a time relic contains fragments of Cailang Painting Workshop, then the time paintings inside are truly rich!

And this kind of resource land, although it is just a fake created by the power of time.

But to Jiang He, it is also very attractive!
For example, the Immortal Pond in the Taixuan World, even if it is genuine, has the magical power to cleanse the tendons and veins of mortals and obtain immortal bodies.

But the only thing that can enter it is the projection.

Jiang He himself had no way to go to the Taixuan World and soak in the Immortal Pond.

For him, on the contrary, the resources composed of the power of time in Yuling World are more practical.

Now that his awakening has been completed, the painter in white is not in a hurry to leave.

Sit directly next to Emperor Wu Twelve, and prepare to chat with him for a while——

"Brother Wu, when I was guarding Shixu, I talked to your son and learned the method of separating mountains from him."

"It's just that I'm quite dull, and I don't know much about martial arts. In addition, the time is too short, so I haven't fully mastered it..."

The same Dharma door, each person masters the main points are different.

Now that there was a chance, the painter in white simply asked the Twelve Emperors of Wu to lay a solid foundation for the next anchor point.

When Emperor Wu Twelve heard this, he was happy.

"Pingsheng, it's not your fault, it's obviously Wu Shisan's problem."

"I taught him the method of separating mountains from that kid. I don't know how much he weighs?"

"Come on, let me teach you personally!"

The emperors of the Wu Dynasty were more generous than each other.

As soon as one side spoke, the other side took the initiative to move out the family-inherited unique knowledge, for fear that they would not be able to learn it.

The painter in white couldn't help showing a smile and waved his hands.

"Brother Wu, don't worry."

"It's still early, let's have two glasses first."

"It's not too late to learn the magic method later."

"it is good!"

The Twelfth Emperor Wu nodded excitedly, got up and was about to go out to buy wine, but was stopped by the painter in white.

However, with a swipe of his pen, a trace was opened in the space, and a jar of fine wine had already been sealed, waiting to be opened.

Emperor Wu Twelve's eyes lit up.

"This is……"

"Painting environment."

The painter in white smiled contentedly.

He previously thought that the second sense skill painting environment was just to increase the duration of the world in the painting.

Unexpectedly, the real effect of the painting environment is similar to opening the interlayer of space, and relying on the interlayer of space to show all kinds of wonders.

Enemies who are sealed in the painting world, unless they have special abilities.

It is difficult to tear up the drawing paper and forcefully escape by destroying the space in the painting like the previous eight-handed gray enemy.

After awakening new skills.

The painter in white immediately transferred the things he carried in the scroll to the painting environment.

Among them are these fine wines prepared in advance——

To make friends with a macho, wouldn't the atmosphere be a little less without alcohol?
"A good means of life!"

The Twelfth Emperor Wu laughed, and sat back on the ground.

The painter in white swiped his brush, and a jar of fine wine flew out and landed in front of the two of them.

Ruan Xiangyu sat next to him, opening the wine cap for the painter in white, and did not drink himself.

She had tasted the contents of this cup when she traveled with the white-clothed painter in the past, but her physique was not good enough, and she got drunk after just a few sips.

From then on, they only poured wine and did not raise their glasses.

At this time, only the white-clothed painter and the Twelfth Emperor Wu held an altar to drink, had a good chat, and hated their acquaintance.

I don't know how long ago.

There are already piles of wine jars beside the two of them.

The painter in white hiccupped, swiped his brush again, opened the painting environment, and prepared to bring in two jars of fine wine.

At this moment, through the painting world, I saw a figure with six hands and six legs.

Holding a nearly withered knife in his hand, the figure strode over from a crack, and the eyeballs on the side of his face happened to meet the gaze of the painter in white.

This wine woke up instantly.

　It's over, thank you for your support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)