Li Siwen gently opened the painting scroll, he hung the painting scroll on the head of his bed, this night when the bright moon was empty, it was a good time to practice spiritual power, but he was not ready to practice, but chose to go to bed early.

Half-asleep, he felt a chill in his neck, and then he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by a misty picture.

The rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River is cloudy and rainy, and the misty rain should be sad.

The weeping willow by the river moved slightly, and a young woman in red tulle walked towards Li Siwen from the other side of the weeping willow.

The woman covered half of her face with a thin fan, the corners of her eyes turned up slightly, her scarlet lips opened slightly, and she called out to Li Siwen: "Childe." ”

Li Siwen looked down, and at some point, his clothes changed in style, and he was actually wearing a wide robe made of bright yellow satin with big sleeves, and an emerald green jade waist tag tied around his waist, dressed like an ancient aristocratic son.

Looking at the scenery in front of you, and then looking at the clothes on your body, if you don't have a certain concentration, I'm afraid that you will believe it and think that everything in front of you is real, not in a dream.

But who is Li Siwen, who has practiced for 10,000 years to attain Dao Immortal Venerable, how can these little illusions surpass him.

The woman approached Li Siwen and chuckled at him, the voice was like a string of crisp silver bells piercing the sky, like the moon in the clouds, the song in the sky, it was very good, the woman put down the fan, revealing her true face, a very charming face, as long as you can hook your three souls to two souls at a glance.

The woman stretched out her white and slender hand, took Li Siwen's hand and said, "Childe, please come with me, the slave family will take you to the fairyland." ”

Two people walked on the surface of the lake, the light and fluttering body was like a fairy on the ground, the soles of their feet were windy, walking on the water without touching the ground, through the white mist, a glowing hole, and the top of the cave mouth was written with four big characters 'Lianhua Cave Heaven'.

At the entrance of the glittering cave stood two more charming young women, one of them danced lightly, revealing her white arms, stretched out her hand like a shallot, and gently lifted Li Siwen's lower forehead, while the other woman grabbed the jade pendant on Li Siwen's waist and pulled him into the cave.

And the woman who led the way just now pushed Li Siwen behind her back, laughing, and said, "Childe, come with us, there are a lot of rare fruits and wines, beautiful women and beauties." ”

"It's just, come on, come on."

"Come on."

Li Siwen smiled lightly and followed.

I didn't expect that the entrance to the cave that seemed to be small from the outside was so big after walking in, the area in the cave was enough to fit more than 300 adults and it didn't have to be too crowded, the fog outside the cave made people feel a little cold, but the cave was very warm.

Even the experience of temperature is so realistic, but it takes a lot of effort.

Soon there are a few more people playing around, silk and bamboo around the ears, making people want to be drowsy, there is a bed formed by the roots of a thousand-year-old tree in the cave, leaning on the roots of the thousand-year-old tree, when you enjoy the song and dance, there will be two beautiful women sitting next to you to feed you grapes.

At the end of the song, the people who came should also be asleep, the dancers and the people playing the instruments dissipated, and a hand stretched out towards the position of Li Siwen's heart.

She is called 'brocade painting' is a painting spirit, she survives by absorbing people's essence, she can parasitize on any painting at will, and the more famous the painting, the more she can get her liking.

And she can not only parasitize on the painting, but also sense everything in the painting, so as to change and manipulate, the more complex and changeable the characters and scenes in the face, the more complex and changeable the scene shadow is, the better she can control, as long as the soul of the painting owner is absorbed into the painting, then she can make the other party willingly become a puppet controlled by her.

Just as she was about to succeed, a pair of dark and bright eyes suddenly looked at her.

"The fox's tail is finally revealed, why do you still want to suck my essence? I don't look at who the object is. ”

Li Siwen stretched out his palm and slapped it on the forehead of the young woman, which made the woman disappear in an instant, leaving only a little gray smoke in the air.

Li Siwen stood up, and recited a sentence in his mouth, stealing the heavenly machine, stealing the opportunity of heaven and earth, that is, he can inhale the spiritual land of heaven and earth, and he can also inhale the ghost and obstacle.

Everything in the cave is gone, Li Siwen stood in the cave, closed his eyes and recuperated, I have to say, this is really a good place to practice, the aura that has been deposited since the Tang Dynasty, no matter what the aura is, the yin spirit is also called the spirit, the elf is also called the spirit, the cleanest and natural high-grade mountain aura is also called the aura, since it is all the aura is just divided into a sequence, so what does not prevent him from meditating and cultivating, but the difference is that the aura of the sacred mountain is easier to absorb, and the aura of the yin spirit will be misleading and lead people into the realm of the devil's path.

But this point is difficult for Li Siwen, after all, it is the heart of the immortal venerable who has been practicing for ten thousand years, and he has already seen through people, gods, and demons, and is not affected by form and mind, he raised the practice of stealing the heavens to the top, and for a while, all the scenes in the illusion turned into gray gas, and all of them floated towards the 'Lianhua Cave'.

From the outside, the painting hanging at the head of Li Siwen's bed is changing color, and the young face of the lady in the painting is slowly becoming old.

Li Siwen, who was sitting in the illusion, smelled a faint fragrance of jasmine, and the fragrance of flowers became stronger and stronger, indicating that the person was getting closer and closer to him, but he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and continued to sit expressionlessly in place, not moving.

The person who came was none other than the young woman wearing red tulle who pulled Li Siwen into the painting, and now she seemed to be thirty years older than before, as if most of her spiritual power had been sucked away, making her originally elastic skin dry and shriveled, and she looked particularly old.

The woman in red held a dagger in her hand, and the dagger was aimed at the back of Li Siwen's heart and stabbed directly.

A trick piercing the heart.

Pierced the back of Li Siwen's heart.

But she couldn't believe her eyes, this thorn, a person who was originally good, didn't have any intention of struggling, and quickly turned into a puddle of fine sand, and the sand collapsed into the soil and disappeared.

"How is that possible?" The female assassin in red screamed.

Suddenly, the air in the cave froze, and the leaves that were about to fall to the ground were frozen in midair, and the water falling from the roots of the trees was also frozen, and the fine dust in the air was also frozen.

"Why can't I move?"

The female assassin in red shouted loudly, her body just couldn't move, as if she was tied up by something, and she couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, a green light flashed deep into the gloomy cave, and the green light quickly attacked the female assassin in red, and when the green light was close, the female assassin in red finally saw clearly, it was a leaf.

But anything, as long as it reaches a certain speed, can become a lethal weapon, such as a grain of sand, such as a card, or a drop of water, can kill a person at will, let alone this pine leaf as sharp as a needle.

With a bang, the green leaf pierced the forehead of the female assassin in red, piercing through the center of her eyebrows, and the 'back top' point of the back of the head flew out, bringing out a red-clothed bead.

Li Siwen took the bead in his hand and snapped his fingers with his right hand to lift the prohibition set in the cave.

The fallen leaves floating in the air continued their previous path and slowly floated down from the air, and the condensed water droplets on the water roots began to drip down again, and the dust flying everywhere in the air also began to move.

The female assassin in red, holding the dagger, instantly turned around and stabbed towards Li Siwen.

Li Siwen stood in place, smiling faintly at the female assassin in red, and when the dagger approached, he did not dodge, but continued to stand in place, smiling at the assassin.

Suddenly, the smile sent chills down the Assassin's back.

With a pop, the dagger was like a piercing piece of steel, and it could no longer move forward.

The female assassin fixed her eyes on the dagger that had pierced into the steel, and it was clear that the other had caught her dagger between two fingers.

"What do you want to do?" The female assassin asked angrily.

But Li Siwen did not answer, but continued to maintain a smile on his face.

Why does the man in front of him look like a sumo, but he gives people a strong sense of oppression?

"You want to kill me?"

"Not enough."

Li Siwen held the bead that was taken out of the brain of the female assassin in red, it was the spiritual energy bead that this woman cultivated.

And this woman is none other than the owner of this painting, something that is not a ghost or a demon, called a spirit.

"Three thousand worlds, there are no wonders, the Buddhist scriptures have been seen too much, the words inside will be painted as the spirit body, called the word spirit, the powerful sword qi has been tempered for hundreds of years, maybe one day it will turn into a sword spirit, become the master of the sword, and then this kind of painting spirit born from painting, I still see it for the first time, interesting."

Li Siwen was actually at the auction, when the painting scroll was opened, he saw at a glance that there was something wrong with this Wu Daozi painting, and he only had some preliminary understanding of Wu Daozi Li Siwen, knowing that he was a master with high attainments in ancient paintings, but he was really not interested in what paintings he had painted.

I just saw through the painting paper on the painting scroll, the painting paper is an ordinary painting atmosphere, but there is a strong spiritual power attached to it, and through the painting of Wu Daozi on the surface, Li Siwen also saw several layers of hidden painting paper below.

Almost every piece of paper is as thin as a cicada's wings, and every piece of paper hidden in the lower layer is fused with the picture of Wu Daozi and the lady on the top layer, even if the master figure who dismantles the painting comes, he can't see the doorway inside, and he will still judge that there is only one painting in this painting scroll.

So after the auction, Li Siwen knew that although he spent a sky-high price of 75 million to auction this single picture of Wu Daozi, if he took apart every painting here, what would be the value of 75 million, and I am afraid that it would be more than ten times more than ten times when the time comes.