Jie teaches the Immortal Sweeping Heaven’s Cultivation of All Heavens

Chapter 1098 Idle People of the Song Dynasty 17
Liu Shu: "You have a demonic aura mixed with fairy aura. You are a bamboo spirit that is about to become a fairy, a half-fairy."

Guan Ruoxu was surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

Liu Shu: "I am a Taoist practitioner. I can see things that ordinary people can't see. And your name is too obvious."

Bai Yutang clapped his hands in sudden realization: "Guan Ruoxu, isn't that an elegant name for bamboo? Brother Guan, you are actually the Bamboo Fairy!"

Guan Ruoxu was surprised: "You know my identity, and you still recognize me as your friend?"

Bai Yutang: "Of course, no matter you are a human, a demon or a fairy, you are my friend, Bai Yutang."

Liu Shu smiled: "Me too."

Guan Ruoxu showed a sincere smile.

The three of them sat down at a bamboo table. Guan Ruoxu took out his treasured wine and filled the glasses in front of everyone.

Bai Yutang took a sip and praised, "Good wine."

He put down his wine glass and asked Guan Ruoxu, "Ruxu, do you know anything about the dilapidated temple halfway up the mountain? Do you know anything about the mural inside?"

Guan Ruoxu nodded: "That mural was painted by a friend of mine."

"Your friend? Where is he then?"

Guan Ruoxu: "He has passed away."

Bai Yutang: "Dead?"

Guan Ruoxu: "He died of old age, he was over 80 years old when he died."

Bai Yutang: "Uh...I see."

Bai Yutang: "When did he paint that mural?"

Guan Ruoxu: "It was painted sixty years ago. What? Is there something wrong with the mural?"

Bai Yutang nodded: "That mural swallowed up another good friend of mine, Zhan Zhao."

Guan Ruoxu: "Is that so! Mr. Zhan should not be in danger of death. An Jinyuan's paintings are all peaceful, there will be no danger."

Bai Yutang: "You mean, Guan Ruoxu thinks, that An Jinyuan's paintings have special abilities?"

Guan Ruoxu: "Well, not all of them, only a small part."

Guan Ruoxu told the two about An Jinyuan.

An Jinyuan was a scholar and was good at painting.

His family has an antique pen that has been passed down from generation to generation, as well as a breathing method passed down from his ancestors.

An Jinyuan only thought that the method could strengthen the body, but he didn't know that it was a special Taoist practice.

When the cultivated magic power is combined with the antique pen, the pictures drawn can become real.

An Jinyuan fell in love with a young lady from a wealthy family in the city and painted a portrait of her.

But the portrait came to life and caused a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, the matter was resolved satisfactorily without affecting the innocent lady.

An Jinyuan finally realized the power generated by the combination of himself and the antique pen, and he no longer dared to use the antique pen to paint easily.

Even when painting with an antique brush, be careful not to use magic power.

The portrait of the lady he drew had become a spirit. An Jinyuan couldn't bear to destroy it, so he sent it to a temple and let it listen to Buddhist music every day, hoping that it could achieve enlightenment.

Bai Yutang: "Is it the temple on the mountainside?"

Guan Ruoxu nodded.

Bai Yutang: "Could it be that the female ghost in the temple that others mentioned is this painted demon? Didn't she leave with the monks?"

Guan Ruoxu: “I don’t know about that.”

He continued to talk about An Jinyuan.

Later, An Jinyuan met a female demon.

The demon was infatuated with An Jinyuan, and many things happened between them, and they finally fell in love. But humans and demons cannot be together, and the demonic energy will hurt humans.

In order to be with her lover, the infatuated demon girl gave up her demon body and became a human.

The price for goblins to become human is their lifespan.

The life span that was originally hundreds of years was reduced to only one year.

In the end, the banshee died after giving birth to An Jinyuan's son.

An Jinyuan then took his son away from this sad place and returned to his hometown in Huzhou.

Before leaving, he went to the temple to perform a ritual for his wife, and on a whim, he painted a picture in the house he rented.

The painting depicts the village where he has always lived, with one difference.

That was the home he and the banshee imagined.

Maybe he was in a bad mood, so he didn't notice that he was using antique brush to draw the picture.

Fortunately, there was no person in that painting and the portrait did not come to life.

But looking at it now, that painting is actually not an ordinary painting.

Liu Shu and Bai Wuye finally knew the origin of the mural. The question now is, where did the people inside come from?

Guan Ruoxu was not clear about this either.

Liu Shu: "Perhaps if we find the painting monster, everything will become clear."

He looked at Guan Ruoxu: "Can you find the painting demon?"

Guan Ruoxu frowned and thought for a moment, then said to the two of them, "I am familiar with her demonic aura. I can try to find her demonic aura."

Bai Yutang: "Thank you very much."

Guan Ruoxu began to cast a spell, and a bamboo leaf floated in the air and drifted in a certain direction.

Guan Ruoxu, Liu Shu and Bai Yutang hurriedly followed.

After leaving the bamboo forest, looking at the direction where the bamboo leaves are floating, isn’t that the dilapidated temple on the mountainside?
Could it be that the painted monster has been in the temple all along?
Liu Shu couldn't help but be shocked. With his own abilities, he didn't even notice the painting monster? !
This is normal. Liu Shu has not recovered all his memories, and he does not have the ability of the primitive world.

His current strength was cultivated by himself in this world in just a few years.

The demonic aura of the painted monster was originally faint, and she was hiding in another painting, so it was difficult for Liu Shu to find her.

Three people came to the mural.

Guan Ruoxu saw the villagers in the mural, sighed, and said, "Hua Yao, an old friend is visiting, why don't you come out to meet him?"

No one answered, but a black hole suddenly appeared on the mural and sucked Guan Ruoxu, Liu Shu and Bai Yuting in.

Liu Shu landed steadily and looked around. The surroundings had turned into a pastoral scenery. Several men carrying hoes passed by them. When they saw the three strangers, they were surprised for a moment and then greeted them warmly.

"You are Miss Hua's guests, right? Miss Hua's home is over there. Just keep going forward. The big house with three entrances is Miss Hua's home."

Liu Shu smiled and thanked the villagers for showing him the way.

The three of them headed towards the big house. Along the way, they saw women gossiping while working, and children climbing trees to take bird eggs.

The whole village is full of life, and the people here live very happily, happier than the ordinary people outside the painting.

But such happiness is too illusory.

The three men arrived outside the mansion, and the door was already open.

The two hosts stood at the door to welcome the guests.

One is a very beautiful woman, and the other is a thin scholar.

When the woman saw Guan Ruoxu, she quickly bowed and said, "Master Guan, it's been many years since we last met. You are still as charming as ever."

Guan Ruoxu saw the woman's hairstyle and sighed, "I haven't seen you for many years, but you are already married."

Hua Yao pulled the scholar and said, "This is what my husband said."

She then said to Yan Zhiyu, "My husband, this is the Master Guan Ruoxu whom I often mentioned to you."