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Chapter 97: The Birth of the Painting Palace

 In the long silent night, a cold breeze blew from the top of the mountain.

Gently blowing over the hills, the big trees on both sides swayed with the wind, and the silver moonlight fell softly.

The young man hung a sword on his waist and held a pot of turbid wine. He sat on the hill and drank the turbid wine in the pot little by little while blowing the cold wind.

Under the spicy alcohol, the boy's heart felt a little warmer.

Chu Yang lowered his head and looked at the wanted notice in his hand. He was still confused.

"What is my relationship with this Saint of the Fairy Spirit Sect? Why are all the major cities in the far west now looking for me?"

"You may have been framed," the old man Samsara said with emotion.

He has experienced so many ups and downs in his life, and many things can be seen clearly at a glance.

"I can go to them to explain," Chu Yang said in a deep voice.

"It's useless, they will kill you as soon as you show up," said the old man Samsara: "Life is like grass, they would rather kill you by mistake than let it go.

Many times, these so-called big sects are much more cruel and domineering than ordinary people."

"Then I can't hide like this all my life," Chu Yang replied helplessly.

"It's nothing, I can teach you the art of disguise," the reincarnation old man said with a smile: "My disguise is very good, unless you are a strong person in the Emperor's realm who has revealed your true destiny.

Otherwise, ordinary warriors would not be able to discover it."

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The inner sect competition of Shengquan Sect was successfully concluded, and the Tianzhen elders also led everyone to prepare to take the holy ship back to Zhenwu Shengsong.

Xu Zimo found the Tianzhen elder and said with a smile: "Seventh Elder, I won't go back."

"What's wrong?" the Tianzhen elder asked doubtfully.

"I want to go out and practice a bit. Anyway, I have nothing to do when I return to the sect," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Okay, please pay attention to your safety," the Tianzhen elder gave Xu Zimo a deep look, and then led everyone away.

The match with Morey gave the Tianzhen elders a new understanding of Xu Zimo.

Of course, everyone has their own secrets, but the elder Tianzhen felt that Xu Zimo was definitely not as simple as he seemed.

During this training, Xu Zimo was alone, and he declined Xiao Guizi's following.

Watching the holy ship rise into the sky, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the sky.

Xu Zimo carried a machete on his back, adjusted his clothes, and started walking towards Ziyang City.

Ziyang City is the capital of the Ziyang Empire. It has been thousands of years since the empire was founded. During this period, it has experienced countless wars, large and small. This ancient city also carries too much glory.

In the past, Ziyang City's prosperity was unmatched by other cities.

Coupled with the recent birth of the Painting Palace, people from all over the world have poured into this magnificent city, and the place has almost become overcrowded.

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After three days of long journey, Xu Zimo finally arrived in front of Ziyang City, which is known as one of the oldest cities in the Far West.

The city is divided into an inner city and an outer city. The inner city is where the imperial palace of the empire is located and cannot be entered easily by ordinary people.

On the main road in the outer city, there are various stalls selling weapons, pulse skills and elixirs.

Xu Zimo walked into the city. At this time, the inns in the city were also full.

Except for some casual cultivators on the street, most of them are sect disciples.

These disciples wore uniform sect uniforms and looked easy to identify. Xu Zimo just walked through the main streets of the outer city and found no less than ten disciples of the sect.

After passing through the bustling crowd, Xu Zimo stopped on a slightly secluded street.

In the middle of the street, a restaurant called Situ Restaurant is in full swing.

Xu Zimo also didn't expect that Situ Yunqing would move so quickly. Only a short time later, he had already opened a restaurant in the capital of the Ziyang Empire.

Of course, in addition to Situ Yunqing's personal ability, it also has something to do with Xu Zimo's sparing no effort to support a large number of resources.

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Xu Zimo walked into the restaurant. The first floor was already full, including the private rooms, and there was no free space.

But I was lucky enough to have an empty table by the window on the second floor.

Xu Zimo poured himself a glass of wine and looked at the bustling crowd outside the window.

He knew that many people here came here to paint the ruthless inheritance and paint the palace.

Hua Qingqing once caused a huge disturbance in the Far West.

Legend has it that he was born in a wealthy family and loved painting when he was very young.

The family's condition is also good, so he can afford to learn painting.

It is said that when he was fifteen years old, he was already a famous calligraphy and painting master.

Many local people were obsessed with his paintings. Some people once waited at his door for seven days, just to get a calligraphy and painting.

Although their family is wealthy, they are still ordinary people and cannot be considered warriors.

Legend has it that one time when he was out playing in autumn, he accidentally picked up a wolf hair brush on the road.

This brush seemed to have some connection with him. He was pulled by the brush, followed his inner thoughts, and with the attitude of giving it a try, he dripped his own blood on the brush.

In an instant, the brush was filled with golden light, and a set of skills was transferred from the brush into his memory.

After Hua Qingqing accepted this memory, he discovered that it was a set of training methods.

This set of exercises has been practiced to such an advanced level that it is said that the objects in the paintings can be turned into real things that appear in reality.

In principle, this set of exercises has no boundaries. Even if you draw an emperor on paper, it can turn this emperor into a real existence.

But to achieve this step, I'm afraid the price to pay is more difficult than becoming the emperor yourself.

Hua Wuqing and Emperor Wuchen were from the same era. Back then, he was a strong competitor for Emperor Wuchen for the destiny of heaven.

Later, he was defeated in the final battle and lost to Emperor Wuchen, and he completely disappeared.

Hua Qingqing appeared again more than ten years later, when the World Pearl, which ranked first on the list of wonders in the world, was born, causing a bloody storm throughout the Eastern Continent.

At the beginning, including the Zhenwu Holy Sect, six imperial sects competed for the World Pearl.

That day, Hua Qingqing descended from the sky, single-handedly defeated the eight powerful men in the Holy Pulse Realm, and then took away the World Pearl and left calmly.

Since then, Hua Wuqing's trace has become a complete mystery, and even the painting palace he founded disappeared overnight.

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The waiter at the restaurant brought the food, and Xu Zimo was pulled back from his thoughts.

While he was eating, he was thinking about his plan.

The purpose of his coming to the painting palace this time was to come for the World Pearl.

He has now reached the peak of the true pulse realm, and the next step is to gather his true life and advance to the empty pulse realm.

In fact, if it weren't for condensing his true life, he would have already advanced to the Sky Vein Realm.


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