V1.Chapter 196

There is nothing else. All the things in this room are books. At a glance, a bookcase, a row of rows are placed neatly all kinds of books. On the inner wall of the room, there are wonderful paintings or masterpieces. Entering here is like entering the sea of literature. A stream of scholarly literary atmosphere permeates the body and mind!

Squinting, the line of sight condenses, through the rising sandalwood smoke, Chu Rui saw the figure sitting behind the desk.

He was dressed in a Confucian robe, wearing a blue scarf on his head, and his face was like jade. At the moment, I was sitting in front of my desk with a dry brush in my hand. I was like a rainbow waving on the rice paper. I was walking away with the dragon and snake. There was a school of great Confucianism!

"How dare you, but the Lord of taga?"

Seeing the city master's dress up, it was the real style of Z country. Chu Rui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and make a fist clasp.

It seems that if he didn't hear Chu Rui's words, the elegant man still wantonly sprinkled on the rice paper. The powerful and elegant spirit, between the strokes of the brush and ink, was as if there were wind, thunder and rain, which made him shocked.

The wind and rain?

This is something that can only be done by people of extremely high level. I didn't expect that this weak scholar would have such a realm.

The sharp eyes fell on the paper. Chu Rui was surprised to find that the Confucian scholar was painting, not writing. The dragon flying and Phoenix dancing like that is actually painting? Is that too much exaggeration? Isn't painting usually a stroke and a fine work? This kind of cursive writing is like a dragon and snake in cursive script. It is not scribbling, or it has reached a certain level. Obviously, seeing the painting that is about to take shape, Chu Rui would not think that the man was making a mess.

Pilgrimage to immortals?

A picture of life on fire?

Dance of demons?

Looking at the contents of the Xuan paper, Chu Rui was puzzled.

Upper half, fairyland!

There are thousands of rays, fairy tower and Lingge, fairy birds flying, dragon and Phoenix presenting auspiciousness. One by one, the immortals, riding on the sacred beasts, or trampling on magic weapons, shuttled among them, and paid homage to a palace engraved with "Lingxiao hall". Above the "Lingxiao hall", there is a shadow of a great God, which can suppress the sky, frighten the world and overlook all living beings!

The middle part, the world!

There are starving people everywhere, corpses everywhere, blood stained rivers and mountains, endless withering. One by one, or howling, or ferocious, or insane people are in despair, fighting each other, fighting for their lives, chaos. Killing, bloody. Driven by desire, go to the devil to devour, life lost!

The second half, hell!

Dark and cold, no day and no moon, wind bursts, magma rolling. One by one, crying and Howling spirits, or ferocious evil spirits, or full of fierce demons, crazy devouring the weak, crazy struggle to escape from hell, in the endless wind and endless magma, it is even more terrifying, forming a picture of the dance of demons!

"This, this is?..."

Chu Rui was shocked, really shocked!

What is this painting? What is this painting?

What artistic conception? What is the idea of drawing this picture?

A school of peace, singing and dancing fairyland!

It's a miserable world!

The devil dances in a terrible and gloomy hell!

What is this and what does the Confucian scholar want to express?

Chu Rui is confused!

Looking at this picture, he seemed to see the scene in the different painting world of the upper, middle and lower parts. Among them, he felt the air of the supreme fairyland which was comfortable and washed physically and mentally, the human breath of despair and decaying mountains and rivers, and the gloomy and eerie smell of hell!

Three different styles and three different feelings have shocked Chu Rui's mind!

"Crafty hand, how about seeing my picture? What do you feel? "

Stop writing and draw! The Confucian scholar raised his head, looked at Chu Rui with a smile and asked.

Chu Rui stepped forward a few steps and looked at the picture scroll which was ten meters long and five meters wide on the desk, and the sea surged in his heart!

Although it is a picture scroll, the feeling to Chu Rui is so unspeakable and true, as if it had happened, or is now experienced in the purpose, or is about to happen in the future. In short, this is not a imaginary painting, but a real one.

"The way of heaven is subverted and the order is chaotic. Moral decay, law does not exist. The loss of faith leads to chaos. The human world is destroyed, and life is in ruins

Chu Rui even did not think of himself, very abrupt said such a sentence.

"Good, good, very good!"

Listening to Chu Rui's words, the Confucian scholar's eyes suddenly brightened, and praised three times.

"I am worthy of being a young hero, and the younger generation of my pilgrimage is the first in the four lists. It seems that you really have the ability to complete the Commission. "

What's the situation?

Chu Rui is puzzled, looking at this Confucian scholar, man, what are you talking about?"First of all, I'd like to introduce myself to you. He is the son of the holy emperor of Shenlong." With a faint smile at Chu Rui, the Confucian scholar introduced: "the day before yesterday, Tianshi Zhang of this dynasty calculated that there would be a catastrophe threatening my whole world in the future with his ability to connect heaven with heaven. The death altar in taga city was the first one that appeared abnormal. Although the gate of hell is false, it is not clear that it can connect with hell. Fortunately, it can only connect to the shallow layers of hell, and things are still controllable. Zhang reckons that the one who opens the door of hell is the one who should be robbed. When the door of hell opened, he sent a solitary to take charge of the overall situation. After verification, it turns out that you opened the seal of the altar of death. It seems that Tianshi Zhang's calculation is correct Since it's up to you, heaven is not going to let you stay out of it. Are you willing to assist the DPRK in completing a task to cope with the coming catastrophe? "

"Ding, your legendary mission, the nine days of dragon leap, has changed. Do you accept it?"

"Accept it!"

It's been going on for so long. It's about the legendary mission! After so much hard work, it's natural to accept it! An idiot would refuse!

Chu Rui widened his eyes and looked at the Confucian scholar named Longmo. He didn't expect that he was the prince. He really didn't think of it.

"I don't understand! There are so many masters in Shengchao. Even the leader of the guard who escorted me just now is better than me. Why did he choose me? I'm just a little thief. I haven't even reached the second turn. There must be a lot of wuzhuan in the holy pilgrimage. Killing me is like killing an ant. Why should I do this? "

Chu Rui is very puzzled, is this the player privilege? NPC Shenma, Tongtong stand aside?

"God's will! The way of heaven is irreversible! You are the one chosen by God. There is no one else but you in this matter! "

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