At first glance, this request does not sound excessive.
If the Immortal Lord in front of you can really make people live a hundred years and be healthy, then a painting will be nothing.
However, Sang, who was watching, always felt that something was wrong with this matter.
Moreover, Sang saw a look of longing in the eyes of this immortal master.
However, when the old man paid the price for his life just now, Lord Changsheng did not show such an expression.
So...is it Acheng's paintings that the other party really cares about?
Thinking of this, Sang finally nodded.
Acheng, who received the affirmation, immediately smiled and said: "Do you have a pen and paper?"
There was almost uncontrollable joy in Lord Changsheng's eyes.
Then, he took out a box from beside him.
It was this box that made Sang stunned.
Not only is the box's workmanship simple, but the pattern engraved on it is also very strange.
It was a woman with a beautiful face, like a fairy.
At the same time, this woman's clothing vaguely looks like the Western Han Dynasty style, but if you look closely, it feels a bit specious.
The most bizarre thing is that the woman is holding an egg in one hand. The egg is so big that it almost covers the woman's abdomen.
The other hand made a gesture to block the sun.
"Huh? This picture..." Sang frowned: "Why does it feel familiar?"
"Where have I seen this before?"
In doubt, Sang looked at Mr. Zhao.
It's a pity that Master Zhao doesn't seem to have any knowledge of this kind of ancient art. Although he can see that this box seems to be no ordinary object, he can't see any more mystery.
Lord Changsheng opened the box.
But there were pens, inks, paper and inkstones inside.
Immediately, he helped Acheng lay out the Four Treasures of the Study.
"I also invite the young master to paint."
"As long as the painting is completed, I can make the young master... live a long life..."
Acheng nodded, looked at the dragon turtle lotus lantern, and then began to outline it one stroke at a time on the white paper.
In an instant, dots of golden light appeared on the white paper.
The lines just rendered on the paper dried immediately.
And more golden light fell on Lord Changsheng like snowflakes.
Immediately afterwards, Master Changsheng's black gown seemed to be dyed with gold powder, especially the dragon and turtle pattern embroidered on the dress, which became even more lifelike under the blessing of golden light.
Seeing such a wonderful sight, everyone became friends one after another.
Sang originally wanted to stop it, but seeing how complicated the situation was, he couldn't speak directly.
Immediately:
"I've finished the painting."
At this moment, a beautiful picture of a dragon and a turtle was rendered on the white paper.
Sang and Zhao Zhenren glanced subconsciously, but saw the dragon turtle on the white paper suddenly turned his head and roared at them as if to demonstrate.
The two people's eyebrows jumped, but they didn't have time to react.
The Yinshan boy next to him was hiding behind Sang in fear:
"Sir, that dragon turtle...that dragon turtle has a divine aura on it!"
In fact, Sang also noticed it without the Yinshan boy reminding him.
But at this time, the painting was completed.
After Lord Changsheng carefully put it into his box, he held Ah Cheng's hands.
Then, let out a gentle breath.
In an instant, an inexplicable fragrant wind blew through everyone.
Ah Cheng instantly felt refreshed, and even the pain from his broken legs and feet was completely gone.
"Huh? My legs... are really healed?"
Surprised, Ah Cheng quickly stood up.
But I saw that Lord Changsheng seemed to be ready to close the stall, and looked at everyone with a smile: "Today's business is over. If you still need it, I will notice it and leave."
Everyone was still a little reluctant to leave.
After all, in their eyes, this is a strange person who can rejuvenate people.
Ah Cheng came to Sang happily:
"Sir, you can see that my legs are really healed!"
Sang stared at Acheng and looked up and down:
"Do you... feel anything uncomfortable?"
"Uncomfortable?" Cheng shook his head immediately.
At this time, Sang glanced at Master Changsheng who was not far away again, frowning: "Master, this is it."
"You take Cheng around for a while first."
"The Yinshan boy and I went up to see the situation."
Immediately, Sang called to the Yinshan boy, turned into a breeze, and disappeared from the place.
When Zhao Zhenren saw this, he led Ah Cheng forward.
At this time, a woman suddenly walked towards him in a hurry.
The woman was wearing a red dress and her head was lowered.
Without paying attention, he and Ah Cheng bumped into each other.
Cheng sat down on the ground and looked ahead with some confusion.
But he saw that the woman who knocked him down had shocking burn marks on her face.
The woman trembled, and immediately looked at Acheng, with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
And this trace of resentment was caught in Zhenren Zhao's eyes, and he immediately became alert.
"Uh... are you okay?"
With that said, Acheng walked forward and helped the woman in the red dress up.
However, what I didn't expect was that the woman in the red dress pushed Cheng away rudely.
Seeing this, Master Zhao took a step forward, supported Acheng, and looked at the woman in front of him.
But I saw this woman wearing a very special crown.
This crown seems to be made of a special kind of bamboo and exudes a special fragrance.
Just as Zhao Zhenren was about to speak, the woman in the red dress in front of him spoke first:
"Did you draw a picture for Youdan?"
Ah Cheng was stunned.
The woman in the red dress then said: "He is the young man who claims to be Lord Changsheng, who can make people live a hundred years and enjoy long life."
Acheng nodded quickly: "So his name is Youdan. I did draw. What's wrong?"
The woman in the red dress frowned: "He asked you to draw... what is it about?"
The other party's question was a bit rude, which made Acheng somewhat dissatisfied, but he, who had been well-educated since childhood, still answered patiently:
"I just drew a picture of a dragon and a turtle."
"Dragon... turtle... picture..." The woman in the red dress muttered to herself, suddenly showing a very ugly smile.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and there was an inexplicable sound of bamboo leaves.
Immediately, the surrounding area became dark, and some people holding bamboo poles and wearing facial makeup surrounded them step by step amid a burst of strange music.
But the woman in the red dress said coldly: "You Dan is indeed playing tricks."
"It seems... we can only get what we want by ourselves!"
…
On the other side, Sang used a blind trick to quietly follow the immortal master You Dan.
But I saw that Youdan specifically chose some narrow alleys to travel through.
And the bright lights of the entire temple fair seemed out of place for him at this moment.
suddenly:
"Well……"
Amidst a painful groan, Youdan suddenly knelt on the ground, his body twitching slightly, and his back showed a strange bulge.
"Huh...huh..."
Under the slightly heavy breathing, I saw Youdan murmuring to himself:
"Damn... In order to be more realistic, I really gave him a lifespan of several decades, which would be a bargain for the old man!"
"Humph, but...how can the lifespan of a divine totem be so easy to obtain!"
"Without great blessings, you will have no choice but to die on the streets!"
"When the time comes, this life span will still be returned to me!"
suddenly:
"Youdan, why are you so embarrassed?"
The familiar voice made Sang slightly startled.
Looking slowly along the black shadow in front of me, what comes into view is a man wearing a Nuo opera mask!
Judging from the pattern of the mask, it seems to express an animal, like...a deer!
And, the most peculiar thing is that this person does have a pair of exaggerated antlers on his forehead!
Sang's heart was shocked.
Is it a monster?
wrong!
Judging from the smell, it doesn't look like a ghost.
Moreover, Sang Ziwen also had some understanding of the way of the Nuo God.
Ordinary monsters and monsters would not dare to wear the Nuo god mask that represents the gods on their own faces, as that would make them unlucky!
So...the other party, like this muttering Youdan, are both so-called...god totems?
For a moment, Sang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
China has a long history. During the Xia and Shang Dynasties long ago, religious gods did not yet have a relatively clear system.
Therefore, at that time, the worship of totems became popular along with the popularity of Zhu Youshu.
But... since the Han Dynasty, totem worship has basically disappeared!
These two in front of me...are they both totems?
At this time, the young man wearing the mask burst into laughter and then slowly took off the mask.
This scene made Sang's eyebrows jump.
Because the person in front of me... is actually Ning Qi!
However, Ning Qi was very different from Bai Ri at this time, with cinnabar between her brows, snow-white eyes, and those pair of antlers...
Youdan snorted coldly: "In order to attract the master naturally, I can only use some real skills!"
When Ning Qi saw this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Return to the master!"
"If you really still regard him as your master, why would you leave your power in his body through a deal?"
"Don't you just hope that you can use this to contain Heishan and his group at the critical moment?"
"And...you actually asked him to only paint your portrait?"
"Have you forgotten the contract with me, Mozhu, and Cedar?"
Youdan's body suddenly became tense.
His eyes were fixed on the gentle-looking Ning Qi, and he couldn't help but clench his hands.
"What? You want to fight me?" Ning Qi showed a playful smile: "They are all totems, why do they do this?"
"What's more, if the ten of us join forces to plot against our lord, it can be considered an alliance, isn't it?"
Youdan smiled coldly: "Alliance?"
"Then...what's the result?"
"Black Mountain, Shui Ling escapes!"
"You white deer and cedar, you entered a mortal body and fell into deep sleep!"
"Dan He and I were seriously injured!"
"The totems of Sunlight and Xiangyun were shattered, and they could only be reincarnated."
"The alliance has long since fallen apart with our failure!"
Ning Qi shrugged:
"If Bu Laocao hadn't betrayed us back then, we probably wouldn't have been like this."
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At this time, Sang, who was secretly eavesdropping, suddenly froze.
Divine totem?
Ten totems join forces?
Immortal grass?
And the beautiful woman holding the golden egg in her arms, dressed like the Western Han Dynasty but not like the Western Han Dynasty...
Sang suddenly thought of a possibility!
Immediately, Sang made a talisman with both hands, and the entire alley was covered in spells from all directions!
At the same time, Ning Qi and You Dan also noticed the problem and turned around to look.
Sang took off his disguise, holding a fly whisk and Buddhist beads in his hands, with a stern face:
"I see……"
"I asked you why I always find a sense of paradoxical disharmony in you..."
"You are the totems of the Ten Immortals!"
"It is rumored that during the Western Han Dynasty, Ju Meng, a native of Buyeo at that time, built the longevity totem of the Goguryeo Dynasty!"
"The box you are holding, and the woman holding the golden egg on it, is the rumored daughter of Ha Baek and Jumong's mother - Lady Yoohwa, right?"
[Author's digression]: Little popular science:
The Goguryeo Dynasty mentioned in this article was a dynasty that spanned the Northeast and North Korea during the Western Han Dynasty (37 BC).
The first leader of this dynasty was named Gao Zumeng. It is said that he was born during the reign of Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty. His mother was Mrs. Liuhua.
Legend has it that Mrs. Yoohwa was the daughter of Hebaek, and she happened to meet Hae Mosu, the son of the Emperor of Heaven (according to the Korean history book "Relics of the Three Kingdoms").
They can be said to be the parents of the ancestors of Goguryeo.
Therefore, Gojumong was worshiped as the God of Goden by the people of later generations of Goguryeo, and his mother Madam Yoohwa was worshiped as the God of Buyeo.
However, Goguryeo is Goguryeo and was called Goryeo during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
It has no causal relationship with the Goryeo Kingdom (the predecessor of Joseon, the ancient Korean state) built in the 10th century AD, it is just the same name.