The first thousand one hundred and sixty-six chapters full of durian Zhang Jiuxiao
"you?"
His eyes lit up, and his bronze mask fists clenched.
Everyone around was also shocked.
"Not bad!" With a snort, Zhang Jiuxiao raised his head and felt that he had really flown to the sky for a moment.
The most dignified genius of the Qingyuan Empire, when he came here, he could only stand, which made him feel aggrieved. Now that he finally has a chance to feel proud, one can imagine the excitement in his heart.
"Please ask Master Zhang to solve the seal for me!"
Bronze mask holding fists.
Ever since he arrived, he had been unruly, and even Master Wu and others didn't take it to heart. Now that he heard Zhang Jiuxiao said the name of the seal and was able to solve it, he couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Simple!"
He came to the calligraphy and painting in two steps and took out a writing brush. Zhang Jiuxiao turned around and glanced at it: "Zhang Xuan, Master Zhang, I might need you to help me grind it!"
"I?"
Zhang Xuan was stunned.
"Yes, I want to solve the seal. So many people present must also want to see... Such an important thing should be obligatory!" Zhang Jiuxiao raised his eyelids.
The man in front of me has been slapped in the face since Lianxin Bridge, making it impossible for him to get off the stage. Just now he was even asked to call him "uncle". Now that he has found the opportunity, he will naturally humiliate him and let him know that genius is genius and nothing else.
People, cats and dogs are all comparable.
"All right!"
With a wry smile, Zhang Xuan shook his head.
If the other party can break the seal and grind the ink, it doesn't matter to him. He can just see the magic of the Eight Realm paintings.
When I came to the front, I took out the inkstone and started grinding the ink.
"Um!"
Seeing the person in front of him, impressed by his excellent temperament, working obediently and not daring to say a word, Zhang Jiuxiao was indescribably satisfied, so he dipped his brush into it and tapped lightly on the scroll.
Buzz!
The ink did not drip onto the picture, but stopped in the void, suspended in mid-air, and enveloped the white clouds.
Book from the void!
In the blink of an eye, a cloud that was exactly the same as the white cloud below appeared in the sky, floating quietly. After doing this, Zhang Jiuxiao thought about it and determined the position of the spirit under the cloud. Then he waved his hand and sent the ink back to the inkstone.
With a raised eyebrow and a movement of spirit, the power of the soul immediately spread towards the painting.
"Huh? The soul power is really pure, it should be a special secret method of cultivation..."
Zhang Xuan nodded secretly.
Although the opponent's soul power is not worth mentioning compared to his, being able to do this with the opponent's strength means that he must have cultivated some powerful secret technique.
It must have a lot to do with the sage Zhang family.
As expected of someone from a big family, even if he is just a side branch, his knowledge and skills are not comparable to those of a small local cultivator.
With emotion in his heart, Zhang Xuan quietly reached out his hand and touched the painting lightly.
Buzz!
A book immediately appeared in my mind.
Just as he was about to watch, he saw Zhang Jiuxiao on one side, his face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his head.
"What's wrong?"
There was no time to read the content, so Zhang Xuan frowned.
Not only him, but everyone also saw something was wrong.
If it were as simple as what the other party said, it would never be like this.
Bang!
Before anyone had a chance to ask, they saw a blush appear on Zhang Jiuxiao's pale face, then he staggered, stepped back seven or eight steps, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The pastor and president hurriedly came to the door.
"It's okay, it's just that the soul was attacked by the spiritual power of the painting..." After shaking his head, Zhang Jiuxiao was about to continue talking when he saw President Mu looking over with a horrified look.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Zhang Jiuxiao frowned.
Even if he was very good, knew how to solve the seal, and had more knowledge than the other person, he wouldn't have such an expression.
"No, you, you... have durians growing on your head!"
President Mu couldn't help but said.
"Durian?" Zhang Jiuxiao was stunned.
"There is also a tail on the butt..."
An old man said.
"Um?"
Zhang Jiuxiao turned around to look, his pupils shrank, and he almost vomited blood.
I saw a scarlet tail growing on my butt, which was as fluffy as a dog's tail grass. The horns on the head also fell into my eyes through my spiritual consciousness. Just like the durian, one after another, the head was covered with spikes.
, there is even a tendency to bloom...
"What's going on?"
His face turned paler and he took a few steps back. Zhang Jiuxiao was going crazy.
I just want to break the seal on the calligraphy and painting... Why are you not only injured, but also have these things growing on your body?
"You have been planted with plant spirituality in your body... This kind of spirituality has taken root and sprouted, and it has grown like this. But fortunately, it is just an ordinary plant spirituality. If it were other kinds, it would grow faster..."
Seeing the problem, President Ruan explained.
As a seven-star peak spiritual master, she had heard of this situation, but she was quite shocked when she saw it with her own eyes.
“Plant spirituality? What’s going on?”
Hearing that plant spirituality actually grew inside his body and would bloom and bear fruit... The corners of Zhang Jiuxiao's mouth twitched and he was about to go crazy.
He just wanted to solve the seal, make a big show, and hit Zhang Xuan by the way. He didn't even dream of it. He didn't accomplish anything. Instead, his head was covered with durians. In the blink of an eye, he had already tied four knots...
"It should be that you wanted to remove the spirituality from the scroll, but... it was counterattacked!"
Zhang Xuan looked sympathetic.
This kind of situation has been seen in Hall Master Xing. He ignited his spirituality in the opponent's soul, and the result... became like this, with horns on his head and a tail behind him...
Now this guy is in the same situation. It is obvious that he suffered backlash while dealing with the spirituality of the scroll. Not only did he fail to deal with it successfully, but he was corrupted by the other party and became like this.
"What should we do?"
His face turned pale and Zhang Jiuxiao's body shook.
He is the number one genius in the Qingyuan Empire and the idol worshiped by countless girls. If he goes out with this thing, why not be laughed to death?
"It's very simple, just erase the spirituality planted in your body!"
Zhang Xuan said.
I've dealt with this kind of thing once, and I was surprised at first, but now it's nothing but normal.
"Erase? How to erase..." Zhang Jiuxiao looked over hurriedly.
At the beginning, Hall Master Xing, who was so powerful, couldn't kill the spirituality by himself. In the end, Zhang Xuan took action himself.
"Open your soul, let me explore it, and help you find your spirituality. Killing will solve it!" Zhang Xuan said.
"Open your soul? This is impossible..."
Zhang Jiuxiao shook his head quickly.
As a son of the Zhang family, there are many secrets involved in his soul. How could he reveal them to outsiders casually?
What is the difference between opening your soul and standing naked in front of the other person?
Definitely not going to do it!
"No? Well, let me see what the spirituality is in this painting first, and then I will find a way to prescribe the right medicine. Maybe I can prepare a drug that can kill the spirituality..."
After a pause, Zhang Xuan said.
It doesn't matter if you don't open your spirituality. As long as you know what spirituality enters the other party's body, prepare the corresponding poison, and poison it to death, that's all.
At first, he also introduced this method to Hall Master Xing, but it was a pity that the other party did not agree.
"Okay, look quickly..."
Hearing that there was no need to open his soul, Zhang Jiuxiao said hurriedly.
"Um!"
Nodding, Zhang Xuan ignored the other party, his eyes fell on the scroll, but his spirit quietly entered the sea of consciousness and fell on the books that had just appeared in the library.
After looking at it for a while, he frowned.
"But what did you see?"
Seeing his expression, Master Wu spoke.
Instead of answering his words, Zhang Xuan turned to look at the bronze mask not far away: "Where did you get this picture?"
"I'm just inviting you to help me unlock the seal. It's not necessary. Tell me where the picture comes from, right?" The bronze mask looked displeased.
“There’s really no need to tell where the picture comes from!”
With his hands behind his back, Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows: "The swamp land of Jibei is extremely moist. Although this picture is just a calligraphy and painting, it has been immersed in this place for more than two thousand years and is still full of moisture.
, as long as you get close, you can notice that the color will change when the flame burns..."
"you……"
The bronze mask was stunned for a moment, and his face seemed to show horror.
Just by looking at the moisture on the scroll, can you tell it comes from the Jibei swamp?
The person in front of me has really good eyesight.
"The swamps of Jibei are full of dangers, and there are also many opportunities. It's nothing to find the works left by the old man Wubei, but...the old man Wubei left his calligraphy and paintings, but thirty years later, he deliberately removed the paintings and calligraphy from the mountains.
Hiding the secret... means that you don't want future generations to know about it. I'm afraid this secret is quite involved, right?"
Zhang Xuan continued.
The corners of his eyes twitched, and the bronze mask narrowed his eyes: "If you can't unlock the seal, I will take the scroll away, so there is no need to be suspicious here..."
"Who said the seal can't be broken?"
Zhang Xuan said: "Since I don't want to say more about the origin of this painting, I don't want to analyze it. The material of this painting is made of blue-horned fish skin fused with white-horned deer skin. The ink is made of sky blue stone, which is fused with gold source.
Therefore, although water has experienced more than two thousand years, not only has it not decayed at all, but it has become more dazzling and gives people a deeper feeling!"
"Looking at the color and changes of the ink, it should have been about three years since you took it out of the place where it was buried, and the time it took to complete the painting was 2,142 years. According to the time calculation, it should be 200 years old Wubei.
He painted it when he was seventy years old! The last cloud he added was left when he was three hundred years old. In other words... after he finished adding these, he disappeared. Whether he was killed or kidnapped, no one knows.
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"this……"
Everyone was shocked.
The pastor on one side even widened his eyes.
He had been observing carefully for a long time just now, but he couldn't tell the specific age of this painting. The person in front of him knew it in such detail after just one glance. His ability to identify treasures must be terrible!
Zhang Jiuxiao, whose head was covered with durians, also swayed, his eyes were dizzy, and he almost cried.
Didn't this guy say he was a five-star treasure appraiser?
He wouldn't even look at other people's five-stars... And why does this one feel more powerful than him, a seven-star treasure appraiser?
"The three-hundred-year-old Wubei old man has reached the out-of-body realm. The clouds he left behind, combined with the realistic and illusory realm of calligraphy and painting, make people confused and difficult to decipher..."