Seeing that the Painting Saint had escaped without a trace, Gong Mengbi felt unwilling. With a flick of his sleeves, he released a dozen straw men and searched in all directions.
With just a slight movement, the muscles, bones, flesh and blood were already involved, and blood flowed out of the clothes, staining the red cloak even deeper.
The Great Immortal from the North was already trying to find the location of the Painting Saint, but he quickly flew back, shook his head and said: "He has escaped. I can't catch his breath. It's like those monsters transformed by ink, silent and silent." Breathing, shadowless and formless.”
Gong Mengbi frowned, his face turned slightly pale, and said: "If we escape from this beast, we don't know how much wind and rain it will cause."
The Great Immortal from the North also felt it was a pity, but she said calmly: "Having injured this animal and regained the hundred beautiful pictures, it can no longer be considered as returning without success."
Gong Mengbi looked at the three pictures that fell on the ground and said, "Wait a moment, I will get these pictures again."
It's not that Beilai Daxian doesn't want to get it, but that the wooden house is also a painting. If she goes to get it, she will get stuck in the painting.
Even though the Painting Saint had already escaped at this time, she didn't want to waste any trouble.
Gong Mengbi calmly adjusted his breathing, and his mana surged, driving his blood and blood, allowing his wounds to gradually heal.
He quietly circulated the Moon Technique, and the moonlight illuminated his body thoroughly. The body created by the Taiyin Yuan Fei received the moonlight and became as transparent as glass, revealing his wounds.
Fortunately, although the wound was deep enough to penetrate the body, it was indeed a straight sword going straight back and forth as Taoist Luo said. It was just a simple penetrating wound, with nothing else attached.
Whether it is a flying sword or other sword weapon, most of them need to have the characteristics of mana, or adhere to the sharp sword energy. Once injured by a sword, whether it is sword energy or magical power, the person will always be restrained on the spot, making it difficult to resist.
But the sword in the picture of the goddess guiding the sword is too upright. Unless she is killed by a sword, there is still a chance to save her.
Gong Mengbi closed his eyes and looked at the moon. In the middle of the moon, he saw a god with long ears and a round face kneeling down and gently pounding the medicine. The breath of this elixir was endless, which stimulated Gong Mengbi's Taiyin Yuan Fei and swallowed the elixir. A little bit of breath, practicing his own magic power.
The essence of the moon is also the elixir of the moon.
Not long after, Gong Mengbi slowly opened his eyes. The long-eared god was still making medicine, but his figure was no longer visible.
Gong Mengbi checked the wound and found that it had indeed healed.
Daxian Beilai is helping Taoist Luo heal his wounds. Daoist Luo is old. Even though he has a childlike appearance, his vitality and blood are not strong. He uses the magic power of Beilai Daxian to heal his wounds.
Seeing that Gong Mengbi had woken up, the Great Immortal from the North smiled and said, "As expected of Gong Mingfu."
Gong Mengbi said with shame: "If senior hadn't saved me, I would have died under the painting. Why would senior make fun of me?"
The Great Immortal from the North said: "I am not making fun of you. You have gained the essence of your practice. What does it matter about victory or defeat, gain or loss at the moment?"
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "I'll go get the painting."
When Gong Mengbi walked into the wooden house, Daxian Beilai saw that the wooden house suddenly turned into a hanging scroll, and Gong Mengbi was involved in it.
Gong Mengbi felt his eyes darken, and a study room appeared in front of him. Gong Mengbi picked up the three paintings on the ground, held them in his arms, and walked into the room.
What is on the bookshelf is not books, but paints made of various minerals, flowers and plants, and drawing papers made of various materials.
The scrolls of paintings are rolled up and stacked neatly. Various paintings are hung on the walls, depicting figures, flowers, gods, ghosts, immortals and Buddhas.
The pen holder on the desk is empty, but the remaining ink in the inkstone is exuding the fragrance of ink, and is also dyed with the subtle fragrance of Gong Mengbi's incense burner.
Gong Mengbi intuitively felt that this was the place where the painting saint Xue Daoqing painted, and he could see the traces of Xue Daoqing's paintings.
The paintings on the wall have different strokes, and they should be paintings made by Xue Daoqing in different periods. Nowadays, most of them have lost their spirituality, but the essence of the paintings is still there. If you take them out, they will probably make people in this way fight over them.
What is really precious are the things on the desk, the remaining ink of the psychic, and the three remaining scrolls.
Gong Mengbi placed the scroll in his hand on the table and slowly opened the remaining scrolls.
One of them is a picture of a blue dragon, which is a dark and light black cloud. The dragon can see its head but not its tail. The dragon is so majestic and sacred that Gong Mengbi feels the pressure.
Gong Mengbi immediately rolled up the picture of the blue dragon, and the next picture was of a beautiful woman taking a bath. After only opening it halfway, Gong Mengbi let out a sigh. The beauty in the painting was bathing in the mountain spring, revealing skin as white as jade. She seemed to know that someone was watching her from behind. She turned around slightly and showed a smile. This It is a beauty that is hard to find in the world, but it is not the beauty that matters to Gong Mengbi, but the foxy spirit in it.
Gong Mengbi unfolded the painting completely, and Xue Daoqing wrote in the caption on the right that it was painted by a jade-faced fox bathing in Yuquan Mountain on a moonlit night.
Gong Mengbi guessed that it might be Xue Daoqing's old lover.
When the last picture was revealed, Gong Mengbi's heart slowly sank. What is depicted in the picture is a picture of purgatory on earth, where the people hang upside down, water and fire threaten each other, the bones are exposed in the wilderness, and the people change their sons and eat each other.
The misery in this painting almost made Gong Mengbi suffocate. He looked at the caption carefully and realized that it was the great famine he saw when he was an official. He painted this picture of hell on earth in the hope that it could persuade the emperor to implement benevolent government.
But it is a pity that "the emperor is angry but does not accept it". Just hearing him mention the disaster, he is not willing to listen anymore, let alone take a look at this painting.
The so-called impatient of the constraints of officialdom, resignation and travel around the world actually means that he understands that there is no hope in officialdom.
Gong Mengbi carefully rolled up the painting and carefully placed this work that carried the compassion of the painting saint.
Using Vimalakirti's Chamber again, he saw through the illusion in the painting and emerged from it.
When the Great Immortal from the North saw Gong Mengbi appear again, he took off the picture of the wooden house behind him and asked, "How is it?"
Gong Mengbi said: "The painting is the study room where the painting saint painted. There are many authentic works of the painting saint left in it. Nowadays, there are still spiritual ones, and only these few paintings are left."
Gong Mengbi took out the pictures of hundreds of beauties, the picture of the goddess guiding the sword, the picture of the giant ghost, the picture of the blue dragon, the picture of the beauty emerging from the bath, and the picture of purgatory on earth for the Great Immortal Beilai and Taoist Luo to appreciate.
The Immortal Beilai only took out the Hundred Beautiful Pictures and said: "You can keep the rest by yourself. Only these Hundred Beautiful Pictures were... drawn by the 'Painting Saint' with living souls, and the souls in them need to be rescued." "
Gong Mengbi smiled and said, "This is simple."
He squeezed the Taiyue seal with his hand, mobilized the magic power of the Taiyue talisman, and gently pressed it on the hundred beautiful pictures. All the living souls in the hundred beautiful pictures were forced out. Gong Mengbi chanted the soul-calling spell, opened the door of Haoli, and sent all these living souls into Haoli.
He was so understated and effortless that the Great Immortal Beilai and Taoist Luo looked envious.
Not everyone has the ability to open the Haoli Gate. Even when Gong Mengbi extradited the ghosts before, he set up a dojo and respectfully invited the three main gods to come over before he could extradite the ghosts into the Haoli Ghost Country.
It's so easy now, all because Lord Fu gave his Taiyue talisman greater authority.
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