Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Seizure of Power by the Evil Spirits

Wu Daoxuan pointed to the paint plate on the ground and said: "Do you know how expensive the things in this plate are, every color in this plate is a rare treasure that people in the world desire but can't get, and it is more than enough to take any one out of the city for another city." ”

Wu Yong said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me." With that, he continued to walk north.

Wu Daoxuan stretched out his hand and said: "Young man, I see that you have wonderful bones and outstanding talents, and you will definitely be able to build a great career in the world in the future, why don't you follow me first, I will pass on some of your magic skills of exploring the sea and slaying dragons, how about it?" ”

Wu Yong gently removed Wu Daoxuan's arm in front of him and said, "Liar." ”

Wu Daoxuan waved his hand, and the invisible boundary wall blocked Wu Yong's path of advancement, and Wu Yong smashed on the boundary wall with a punch, but it was not broken. He panned along the boundary wall, and after reaching the edge of the boundary wall, he continued to walk north, leaving behind the embarrassed Wu Daoxuan there.

Wu Daoxuan looked at Wu Yong's back as he gradually moved away, and suddenly saw a gray light flashing behind him, turning around Wu Yong quickly, and then burrowing into his body, Wu Yong's footsteps were still calm, and he didn't seem to find the existence of gray mang.

Wu Daoxuan said to himself: "How could the little guy come here, is this guy reliable or not." ”

The gray light continued to fly in and out, Wu Daoxuan of course knew that this was a wisp of resentful spirits entangled with the living, and it would form a gray with a ghostly aura after merging with the vitality of the living, life and death coexist, when the life of the main body dies, the resentful spirit does not find a new parasitic target in time, and it will disappear into this world with the main body.

"This" Wu Daozi didn't care about the priceless painting plate on the ground, chased Wu Yong closely, and said with words in his mouth: "How can this be, the third child is here, the eldest and second child haven't seen it, there won't be any accidents." ”

Wu Yong's steps became more and more vain, and the resentful spirit hovered arrogantly above his head.

Wu Daoxuan's brows furrowed, he stretched out his hand to grab it behind him, and the dark gold flowing earth fire essence flew into his hand, he urged his energy slightly, the golden light as bright as the red sun bloomed, and the resentful spirit made a sharp sound, flying into Wu Yong's body and never daring to come out again.

It's just that Wu Yong is still in a daze, like a walking corpse without his own consciousness, and walks forward blankly.

Wu Daoxuan didn't dare to force the resentful spirit to be urgent, in case it chose to die with Wu Yong, he was afraid that he would not be able to remedy it.

The night on the Tianhuo grassland was particularly depressed and cold, I don't know when it snowed, the snowflakes fell bigger and bigger, and the snow on the grassland did not know how much thicker it was after the accumulation of this night. In this vast grassland, not everywhere snow white, there is a place compared with the surrounding cold, but there is a strong warmth, here in the center of the place is placed a dark gold flowing earth fire essence, the earth fire essence continues to emit heat to melt all the snow in Fang Yuanzhang Xu, Wu Daoxuan sat in the range covered by heat, chattering to Wu Yong how he collected these rare painting materials in the world. Ren Wu Daoxuan talked about the dangerous and desperate situation of the five countries all over and over, how to be born and died, find rare materials from the major desperate situations, and how to skillfully turn into paint and paint, and spoke with great energy, and shouted for himself again and again, and I can't wait to take Wu Yong's hand and praise myself with a thumbs up.

It's a pity that Wu Yong still didn't react, seeing that Wu Yong had been plain, Wu Daoxuan said for two hours, but he couldn't hold on anymore, and slowly stopped his arrogant speech, and turned to look at Wu Yong with a serious expression, Wu Yong in his eyes had become very bad. At this moment, Wu Yong's body was full of gray qi, and his face was pale, as if the corpse had been exposed for many days, and even inconspicuous corpse spots appeared.

But Wu Daoxuan once tried to capture the free resentful spirit, when the person is about to die, the undead gray shown by the vague state between the world and the underworld has always been the paint that Wu Daoxuan wants to paint, in order to capture this kind of free resentment that is not attached to the human body, Wu Daoxuan once squatted on the major battlefields, just to wait for the moment when the undead gray appeared after the death of tens of millions of soldiers, but unfortunately the opportunity is fleeting, and Wu Daoxuan's skills can't keep up, so it took several years to give up. Unexpectedly, on Wu Yong's body, this kind of undead gray would appear so repeatedly and for a long time, which made Wu Daoxuan puzzled.

After pondering for a while, Wu Daoxuan held his breath, his right hand slowly reached out, his fingers slowly glowed, and the color of the five elements changed repeatedly, carefully approaching Wu Yong. When he was about to make contact, the wisp of gray gas was suddenly frightened, and immediately escaped into Wu Yong's body, Wu Daoxuan was annoyed, and after waiting for a long time, Wu Yong's complexion gradually improved, no longer the iron blue of the stiff one, and had the blood of a normal person.

"Oh" Wu Yong suddenly woke up as if in a dream, looked around, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and wondered in his heart, where is this, how did I get here.

Wu Daoxuan finally saw that Wu Yong had returned to normal, and said slowly: "This is the Heavenly Fire Grassland"

"Who are you?" Wu Yong's voice was fluctuating, feeling that everything in front of him was unreal, like a scene sinking under the water, with a casual movement, the scene shook and scattered, and when the ripples gradually subsided, the scene was clear again.

Wu Daoxuan said: "I am the painting saint Wu Daoxuan. ”

Wu Yong didn't notice Wu Daoxuan's pride when he was a painting saint, and then asked, "What kind of place is this, how did I get here?" ”

Wu Daoxuan wiped the beads of sweat from his head and said, "You saw me painting in Tianhuo, and you have been following me here."

Wu Yong patted his head, tried to recall, thinking of the situation of separation from the gradual separation, and then he couldn't remember anything.

Wu Daoxuan looked at Wu Yong carefully and made sure that Wu Yong had returned to normal, and at this time, the gray light on his body was also hidden, and he was shocked in his heart, but he did not show it on his face, and said a little about the things between the two from meeting to the present, just omitting the details of his own capture of the resentful spirit.

Wu Yong listened to Wu Daoxuan's narration and was shocked: "Could it be that the mind was occupied by resentful spirits just now, so he lost consciousness of everything?" What is the reason why the Wraith suddenly gains control of the body? And what is the reason for his recovery? ”

Wu Yong looked up at the sky, the endless sky was deep and distant, how could he not see through, the snowflakes in the sky fell like stars, if it weren't for the chattering middle-aged man around him, Wu Yong still thought that he was in the void, it was too quiet here, Wu Daoxuan's voice set off the emptiness and loneliness of the grassland.

Wu Daoxuan asked unwillingly: "I told you so many secrets of painting, what do you understand?" ”

Wu Yong said dryly: "No." ”

Wu Daoxuan was speechless.