Jiang Yan didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, he suddenly felt that his stomach was empty. He had eaten a hearty meal and drank one glass of wine directly as a drink. He still felt that it was not refreshing enough. He didn't give up until he couldn't swallow it anymore.
"I feel like I'm alive again," Jiang Yan said with satisfaction.
"Your kid has been comatose for two days and two nights."
Lu Daoxuan has also been very worried in the past two days, after all, his actions one day were too risky.
"By the way, how are my paintings?" Jiang Yan thought of the two paintings he made using the Danqing method before he fell into coma.
"You are a blessing in disguise."
Lu Dao
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"You are really a freak. Do you know what level this painting has reached?" Lu Daoxuan gave the lie.
"Paintings are divided into low grade, ordinary grade, medium grade, excellent grade, wonderful grade, exquisite grade, and heavenly grade. This painting should be considered a good grade."
Although Jiang Yan was very confident in his painting skills, he had never seen other people's paintings and did not dare to place his own position too high.
"Excellent? Let me tell you, this has reached the level of a high-quality painting. Within a radius of three hundred miles, only the picture of the sea and the sun collected by the prefect of Lin'an City can rival it."
"Premium product?"
Jiang Yan himself didn't expect that, after all, the Danqing method not only required pigments and painting skills, but also had high requirements for cultivation, and he was only at the peak of enlightenment.
In the final analysis, it was a coincidence that I got the help of those Yin evil spirits and Lu Daoxuan's unsparing help. God knows how terrifying that Yin evil energy is.
Moreover, while Jiang Yan was painting, he had already felt that this old man was unfathomable and his spiritual power was as vast as the ocean.
Different from ordinary paintings, across the far river, I can feel the evil energy still accumulated in the painting, and I can even see the black energy billowing wherever my eyes pass.
After Jiang Yan's spiritual power was injected into it, the painting flashed with brilliant light. One of the two generals in military uniforms was sitting on a black gelding with a steel whip in his hand. His face was as black as carbon and his pores were extraordinary. The other general was holding a gold mace in his arms and stroking his long beard in a majestic manner.
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But no matter what kind of demeanor Jiang Yan wanted to show in the painting, the reality is that these two painting spirits are extremely evil and evil.
"These two paintings don't have names yet, please come up with one," Lu Daoxuan said.
Jiang Yan thought for a while and wrote on his desk.
“Wearing a shining golden helmet, wearing armor with strong dragon scales;
The treasured mirror that protects the heart shines under the auspicious clouds, and when the wind blows, I ride on a Li horse.
The lion man tightens the buckle, and the embroidery ribbon is colorful and new.
The phoenix eyes look up to the sky in fear of the stars, and the surrounding eyes reflect the cold moonlight.
The heroes and generals of the old days are the ghost heroes in the painting.
He has been called the household captain for thousands of years and the door god for eternity.
Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong!"
Jiang Chan named the two figures he painted after the famous door-god generals before time travel, Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong!
"The last general, Qin Qiong (Yu Chigong), bows to the spiritual master"
The Hua Ling had no expression and his language was very blunt. He knelt down on one knee. Jiang Yan took a closer look and found out that the Hua Ling Gate God was very powerful and at least had the cultivation level of the Soul Retreating Realm. They were two very powerful thugs.
Before painting, Jiang Chan was only in the Enlightenment state, but now he seems to have successfully broken through to the Spiritual Enlightenment state, and his cultivation level has improved a lot, which is worth the hard work of others for more than half a year.
"Jiang Yan, please don't use these two painting spirits indiscriminately in the future unless absolutely necessary."
After putting away these two paintings, Lu Daoxuan warned solemnly.
"Why"
"Whether a painting spirit is good or evil, he will be very close to the master who created him, but do you think these two painting spirits are close to you?"
“Really a bit unfamiliar”
"You haven't been enlightened for a long time. Even if you have amazing talent, you can't create a masterpiece-level painting at all. This has nothing to do with painting skills. Don't you feel something is wrong when you are painting?"
Lu Daoxuan pinched his small beard to remind Jiang Yan of the painting scene that day.
"At that time, old sir, you asked me to use the painting method to absorb the evil spirit into my body. My whole body was tingling. I couldn't even hold the pen steady. If you hadn't held my hand, sir, I might not have been able to draw a single stroke.
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"Wait a minute, you said I'm holding your hand?" Lu Daoxuan's pupils shrank.
"yes"
"When you were painting, I was afraid of disturbing you. I was just protecting you. I was more than half a meter away from you and never touched your body."
Jiang Yan's pores were dilated and he had goosebumps all over his body. He had never experienced such a terrifying feeling in his two lifetimes.
If what you see in the mist is an illusion, then what is this personal experience?
Lu Daoxuan vaguely saw some black lines through Jiang Chan's collar, and he opened his chest. The pattern in front of him made the well-informed Lu Daoxuan tremble slightly.
I don't know when there was a tattoo of an evil ghost on his chest. This evil ghost tattoo had red eyes and a ferocious expression. The devil's claws were stuck on the heart, and at the same time, it opened its fangs and bit Jiang Lu's neck.
Jiang Yan also discovered the inexplicable extra lines, which were like evil spirits crawling over half of his chest. Even ordinary people knew that this must be an ominous sign.
"What is this?" Jiang Yan asked.
Lu Dao
Exactly the same pattern.
"Evil Curse"
Jiang Yan saw the evil curse written in the book that was born in the Yinsha Jiji. It was placed on the tarsal bones of the human body and sucked the marrow. Every time during the Ghost Festival, the evil spirits would awaken, and the nine consciousnesses would be inanimate!
"The curse occurs every year during the Ghost Festival, and there is no life for nine years. Does that mean I can still live for nine years?"
Jiang Qian flipped through the pages again, hoping to see if he could find some solution, but the book was already broken and more than half of it was missing from the back. Only the name of the author of the book, Nan Xuanzi, was left.
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"I am nineteen years old now. I will be twenty-eight in nine years. Should I save a seed first? If such an excellent bloodline from the Lao Jiang family cannot come to me, it will be gone."
Perhaps because of the uniqueness of his profession as a painter, Jiang Yan did not have much fear when it came to death. What's more, he was better than most monks in keeping his body as pure as jade, and it was time for him to eat meat after two lifetimes.
"How long has it been and you are still smiling?"
Lu Daoxuan frowned and paced around the room, thinking about countermeasures.
"The only way right now is to go to Wen Mansion. Wen Mansion is the highest holy land where Jiuzhou painters have trained. There are countless strong people, and the owner of the palace is one of the best in the world. Wherever you go, you should be able to save your life."
"Where is Wen Mansion and how to get there?" Jiang Yan asked.
"There are three kingdoms in the world and eight mansions in the world. The Wen mansion is located in the capital of Qing Dynasty, where Yunzhou of Xuanguo was governed.
It is now late April. Lin'an City holds a general examination every June. If you are selected as a Gongsheng student, you will be eligible to participate in the Wenfu Examination held in Qingdu City in February of the following year. If you stand out in the exam, you can enter the Wenfu Examination.
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"Didn't you ask me to become your disciple? Why did you ask me to go to the Wen Mansion again?" Jiang Yan asked.
"You have passed my first test. The second test is whether you can successfully enter the Wen Mansion. Your curse was caused by me. It just so happens that during this time, I will go see if I can find a way to break it."
The evil spirit curse could not be solved for a while and had to be put on hold for the time being, but Jiang Yan didn't pay attention to what to do with the two door god paintings.
"What should I do with these two paintings?"
All kinds of strange things happened to him, and Jiang Yan was not even willing to touch the painting.
"It was only after I saw these two painters that I suddenly realized that you were the one who wrote the painting, but you may not be the one who painted it.
This was originally an ancient battlefield, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers buried underground. Perhaps their resentful spirits want to find a better destination through your pen.
No matter what, this painting is still from your handwriting. This is a fact. Your pen also has some binding force on them. You can use them as your amulet, but you must be careful when using them."
After hearing this, Jiang Gu felt that this was the only way to go, so Lu Daoxuan tied the two scrolls with red silk thread.
"You have consumed too much in the past few days. If you just have a few days off, go to Lin'an City," Lu Daoxuan said.
"Okay, it just so happens that I still have some unfinished things. I want to see what happens in the next few days."