He seemed to see that every plant and tree in the painting was alive, and the cowherd boy was running happily.
Moreover, the aura exuding from the painting was exactly the aura Chen Ping felt at the beginning. It turned out to be this painting that attracted Chen Ping all the time.
"Damn it, after all this effort, it's just a broken painting?"
When Zhao Chuang saw that there was only one painting in the tomb, he cursed unhappily.
"Zhao Chuang, do you see the cowherd boy in this painting moving?"
Chen Ping asked Zhao Chuang.
"No!" Zhao Chuang frowned: "Brother Chen, are you dazzled? How could the people in this painting be moving?"
"What's so special about this painting? How could someone use a magic circle to protect a painting?"
Dong Jiahao was also a little puzzled.
Chen Ping frowned when he saw that no one else could see the movement of the grass or trees in the painting, and only he could see it.
A stream of spiritual consciousness slowly moved towards the Nine Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Painting. As soon as it got closer, a huge suction force suddenly sucked the spiritual consciousness into the painting.
Chen Ping felt as if his body had suddenly appeared in the world in the painting, looking at the blue sky, the green grass, and the cowherd not far away.
Here, Chen Ping found that there was thick aura everywhere, and the aura here was like oxygen in the real world.
"Is this an illusion? Isn't this too real?"
Chen Ping's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
The cowherd boy saw Chen Ping at this time and actually walked towards Chen Ping.
"Where are you from?" the cowherd boy asked Chen Ping.
"I..." Chen Ping was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to answer, and he didn't know where the question came from.
"Kid, what is this place?"
Chen Ping did not answer the cowherd boy, but asked the cowherd boy.
The cowboy looked at Chen Ping strangely: "This is Penglai Island. Since you are here, how come you don't know where it is?"
"Penglai Island?" Chen Ping frowned. He had heard of Penglai Island. Isn't Penglai Island a legendary fairyland?
Could it be that I have arrived in fairyland?
But just when Chen Ping was about to continue asking the cowherd boy, the cowherd boy jumped away and then disappeared.
Chen Ping was surprised for a while. Just when he was about to look around, he suddenly shook his body. Then what appeared in front of him was indeed Zhao Chuang. There were still tombs around him. There was no Penglai Island anywhere.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? You just looked at that painting without blinking, as if you were stupid..."
Zhao Chuang asked Chen Ping.
Chen Ping didn't know what was going on. He seemed to be hallucinating just now, but it seemed to be real. The voice of the cowherd boy was still ringing in his ears.
"Penglai Island?"
Chen Ping muttered softly.
But at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, this painting has changed..."
Everyone hurriedly looked at it and found that the scene in the painting had completely changed. The mountains and rivers were gone, and the cowherd boy was gone. What appeared next was a dense forest!
There are many animals in the woods, but in Chen Ping's eyes, these animals are just alive and kicking.
When Chen Ping saw this, a ray of consciousness came out, and then he seemed to appear in the woods again, with animals constantly looking at him warily.
Chen Ping turned around and found that there was no one there, so he had to find a place to sit down, and the Condensing Heart Technique was activated, and countless spiritual energy began to swarm into Chen Ping's body.
Chen Ping's almost dry Dantian soon began to have spiritual power that turned into trickling water and flowed into Chen Ping's Dantian.
The dragon crystal in Chen Ping's body also began to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth crazily at this moment.
No one noticed Chen Ping's change, so everyone's eyes fell on the Nine Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers map.
