CH 111.1

“I felt like my power was weakened when I was in your painting.”

Bai Lixin served Xian Gu a cup of black tea and asked, “Is it because you limit the power within the painting?”

Xian Gu was not pretentious. She took the black tea and took a sip, enchantingly holding one cheek. “You could put it that way.”

“Every painting has its own focus. Take mine, for example. The first thing you see is me.”

“Whatever is the focus gets to dominate the painting world.”

“In my painting, I am the one and only who rules the world. It will rain when I tell it to rain, and it will be windy when I tell it to.”

“So, don’t enter people’s paintings so easily, or you will die a horrible death.” Xian Gu changed her casual expression and warned Bai Lixin coldly. “Remember the scene replay we saw in that Taoist woman’s painting? Now that I think about it, that woman should have done it on purpose.”

“You told me that you also saw things in my painting, so it’s possible that someone took over the painting for a short period and caused changes within it.”

The painting was taken over for a short period of time?

The face of the black and white fox came to Bai Lixin’s mind.

“How dare you mess with my painting; you’ve really eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!” Xian Gu suddenly slapped the table hard.

Bai Lixin coughed lightly and continued to pursue the next matter. “There is one more question ……”

………..

The sun was shining brightly overhead, and the cicadas were chirping in the trees.

The wind was blowing in the summer, but the waves were not rising.

In the simple study room, a long-haired young man burned some rhinoceros horn incense.

The incense burner was covered, so white smoke swirled around, making the scene look like a fantasy.

The young man’s long black hair was like silk splashed with ink; it was both smooth and flowing.

On the wall facing him hangs a portrait.

In the painting, the white-robed Taoist was holding a whisk, looking immortal.

After burning the rhinoceros horn incense, the young man put his hands behind his back and gazed at the painting before him.

Within a few moments, a door appeared in the painting.

With a flash of white light, the young man disappeared, while the portrait of the Taoist temple had an additional faint green figure.

………..

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for entering the painted world – The showdown.]

[The door is open for 1 hour; those who have not left the painting by that time will be judged to have failed the task.]

[Asking the player to hurry.]

As soon as Bai Lixin landed, the system prompt rang out.

Bai Lixin opened the task bar after the system prompt.

It was already the fourth night, and there was only one night left until the completion of the task.

He had come to this copy in the afternoon of the first day, and he would also be leaving this world tomorrow in the afternoon.

That left him with less than 24 hours to go.

A huge red timer appeared in the center of the task bar.

The timer moved at the same rate as the time in the top right corner of the taskbar.

In other words, the flow of time in this painting was the same as in reality.

He could stay in this painting for one hour, and if he couldn’t find the door and leave here within that hour, he would be locked in there forever.

[Countdown, 59:59:34].

A long and boring chant came to his ears, and when the darkness faded, he found a dozen Taoist priests neatly standing behind him.

They were standing in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, each of them holding an identical incantation in their hands and chanting under their breath.

They were gathered around five coiling dragon pillars that rose into the clouds. The five huge dragon heads hovering above them had wide open eyes, and they looked ferocious.

The cage of chains in the middle of the coiled dragon pillars was still empty.

“You have come at last,” an ethereal yet warm voice came from above Bai Lixin’s head. “I have waited for you for a long time.”

Bai Lixin looked up and saw the white-clothed Taoist. He was several times taller, was floating in the clouds, and there was even a faint golden glow around him.

He looked no different from a god above.

A dozen Taoist priests knelt on the ground and worshiped the white-clothed Taoist with fearful expressions and a dazed look in their eyes.

The dazed eyes made them look like dolls.

“Believers, bow to the Great Master Qinglian. Thank the Great Master Qinglian for his apparition!”

Bai Lixin looked up at the huge cultivator Qinglian and said, “I’ve come, but how can I help you? That black and white fox is so cunning that it would never come into this trap because of me, so what do you have in mind?”

Cultivator Qinglian smiled faintly and had a look of confidence, “I naturally have a way.”

“The black and white fox has a soft spot, and that is his wife, the red fox.”

“I have known this weakness for a while, but I also know that it’s so cunning. It would not show itself even if I released the red fox. ”

“Just like it was able to turn away when it knew its four children were there. It’s too cunning.”

“That’s why I need a go-between in order to establish trust.”

“That person would be you. You gained the trust of the four fox cubs when you were in the snow, made a contract with them, and saved them.”

“You’re just the right person, so you can do this.”

The stars twinkled in Bai Lixin as Cultivator Qinglian continued, ” I found the red fox’s fur many years ago and locked its soul. I’ll hand you this fox’s soul. The contract you made with the fox cubs not only binds but also summons. ”

“They will surely show up if you summon them.”

“As soon as they show up, my Demon Elimination Formation will take effect and those sinful animals will be locked in a cage for all eternity.”

“I have used my life’s cultivation to make this formation, and if something happens to the Coiling Dragon Pillars, I will also be destroyed and will die a martyr.”

“But I will go to hell for the sake of this world. If I don’t, then who will?”

The more the man spoke, the more energetic he became, and the golden light on his body became more brilliant.

Bai Lixin couldn’t help but interrupt Cultivator Qinglian, “Since you found the soul of the red fox many years ago, and wanted to save the black and white fox, why not just hand over the soul of the red fox and the fox cubs? They would have been reunited as a family long ago, and today’s tragedies wouldn’t have happened, right?”

Why?

Let me see what else you can make up.

Cultivator Qinglian snorted, his compassionate expression revealing a contemptuous gaze of one who feels superior: “That’s the difference between you and me.”

“I can see a hundred years into the future, while you have short sightedness.”

“Even if I handed him the souls of the red fox and the fox cubs and reunited them, the black and white fox would not stop there. He is filled with hatred and seeing how miserable his wife and children were would only intensify it, and the disaster would come even a little faster. ”

“Don’t measure me by your standards; I am half immortal and walk the path of faith. I am strong in my dao and bent on upholding the righteous path. Do you understand?”

‘Tsk, you really made it up.

You’re quite capable of fooling people.’

Bai Lixin nodded his head, “Understood. I’ll follow your plan.”

The white-clothed Taoist flicked the whisk in his hand towards Bai Lixin. A red ball of light flew from the whisk and landed before Bai Lixin.

Bai Lixin held the ball of light with both hands, and the red ball of light immediately stretched and changed into a weak red fox.

The red fox lay limply in Bai Lixin’s arms. Its body was blurred and looked like a faint translucent phantom.

It raised its head to look at Bai Lixin with difficulty, a bitter plea flowing from it.

–“Please, no, don’t summon them.”

–“Do not involve my children and my beloved.”

–“You can do anything to me, but don’t harm them.”

With the last of its strength, it fought to open its mouth tremblingly, and bit down on Bai Lixin’s arm.

Cultivator Qinglian sneered and said arrogantly, “Beasts are beasts. All they do is bear their fangs towards others. How savage.”

“Well, all the preparations are done. I will temporarily take my followers away from here, and you summon the foxes with the contract.”

“With you, it must be no problem.”

“Wait!” Bai Lixin let the red fox bite his wrist and called out to Cultivator Qinglian who was ready to leave, “Was it a coincidence that you picked me?”

“Oh, that…” Cultivator Qinglian thought for a while and said cheerfully, “There is not much time left anyway, so it won’t hurt to tell you.”

“It can’t be considered a coincidence, but I didn’t know exactly when you were going to show up either.”

“An immortal found me many years ago, and at that time, my cultivation was slow and there was no hope for immortality. He told me to kill ……” Cultivator Qinglian suddenly stopped the words that were coming out of his mouth and changed them, “Ahem, my cultivation was slow, and I was worried about the future disaster.”

Bai Lixin: “……”

The words “to kill” were already out. There is really no need to hide. In fact, it is almost the same as saying it completely, brother.

Cultivator Qinglian coughed lightly and continued without embarrassment, “That immortal told me that in the future, there will be a demon king who will destroy the world. At that time, there will be a chosen one who will be able to make a contract with the family members of the Demon King. Only he can help me subdue the demon king and protect the living.”

“So you are the chosen one.” Cultivator Qinglian looked down at Bai Lixin and said, “Are you excited?! Are feeling you proud?! You will be the hero who saves the world; you will be the savior!”

Bai Lixin felt nothing inside and was even gloomy.

He suddenly realized that Cultivator Qinglian seemed to greatly underestimate his intelligence

——————

In the live broadcast room.

[The words written on God Xin’s face: do you take me for a bogeyman?]

[Let me get this straight. Suppose this half-immortal really wanted to be an immortal, but couldn’t. At this time, some kind of bullshit immortal descended and told him that by exterminating the demon king, he will ascend with great merit. But killing the demon king is not easy, so he needs God Xin’s help ?

[After going through several copies, I found one thing. God Xin is a brick that can be moved wherever you need it!

In the river god copy, he was the saint who had to be sacrificed. In the Undead copy, he was the chosen one everyone was vigilant of. In this copy of the Republic of China, he becomes the savior who saves the world again.

In conclusion: Excellent Toolman.]

[What a divine review, hahaha.]

[I have a bold question. I saw God Xin scribbling on this painting with something, but nothing has happened. What did he just do exactly?]

[Whatever he did, I know that God Xin would never fight an uncertain battle. Believe in him and it’s over!]

[Yes, we can believe in him.… But let’s first talk about something. Do you really think God Xin is confident in every battle he fights? Why do I feel like he wants to curse every time he enters a copy? If not for his good upbringing, Zuan culture would have descended directly, right?]

[God Xin: Why are you trying to tear down my image? You fake fan!]