Man's desire to be able to turn into a serpent and cross a river.

Familiar with the road again came to the gallery courtyard, at this time this ice cave was still not discovered by anyone, Di Zi'an did not think about going to the police or anything, in case this became the scene of a crime, how could he still get close to the painting, what about the transcendent, even if he could appear in the mortal world, but in the past and present, there has been such an transcendent person who has really openly confronted the power of the state, all of them are inaction, or simply enter the world to live in the temple, after all, this is the world controlled by the mortal.

As for those who can match the earthly travelers...... Maybe that kind of existence will be limited by some kind of restriction, this is just Di Zi'an's own conjecture, throughout history, there is no transcendent person who really overrides the national party, the Yellow Turban Uprising in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Jiao is rumored to have the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and finally ended up dying.

As before, Di Zi'an climbed up to the balcony through the water pipe and re-entered the studio, but something had happened, and in Di Zi'an's vision, there were certain images strange on the canvas of every easel in the studio, and Di Zi'an was sure that there were absolutely no such things when he came before!

Di Zi'an's eyes were gloomy, scanning the easels, each canvas was different, some were a few dead trees with branches covered with snow, some were white snow, and some used expressive techniques to outline an expedition team through the forest, a whole group of people walked in the forest with their heads down, except for the last person who looked up at the sky...... Or rather, he glanced at the outside of the canvas! his face was blurred, but he could faintly see the corners of his mouth and his eyes with a ghostly light.

He's laughing!

Sure enough, it was the influence of the previous dream!Di Zi'an took a deep breath, and the images on the canvas around him began to flow, and in Di Zi'an's vision, he felt like he was walking through the forest, and these canvases were showing himself the scenery of this cursed forest in this way. Di Zi'an stared at the picture on a certain canvas, it was a lake frozen in ice, from top to bottom, you can only see the deep darkness in the lake, deeper and deeper, darker and darker, Di Zi'an looked a little fascinated by it, but at this time, a dark and dry arm broke through the ice, waking Di Zi'an up, and that arm not only broke the ice out, in Di Zi'an's gaze, the dark arm braved the cold air, poking out of the canvas.

What a strange thing, he was unconsciously pulled away from the present world, Di Zi'an couldn't help but take a step back, looking at another dark and dry arm stretched out from the canvas, and his hands were forcefully pulled apart to the sides, so the sound of the canvas tearing sounded, and a pitch-black corpse came out of the rags, Di Zi'an already held the purple thin sword in his hand, a different touch came from his hand, Di Zi'an looked at the thin sword in disbelief,

Holding this sword before would naturally feel cold, but now holding this sword is no longer cold, as if it has been purified, but it is still sharp and sharp. The phantom of a beast appeared on Dizi'an's side, and the Danochos's dog also changed, the pitch-black tentacle head turned white, and no longer emitted a vicious roar, but stood quietly beside Dizi'an, as if tamed.

The mentor is really amazing! Di Zi'an didn't have time to admire, but he saw that the pitch-black corpse completely crawled out of the painting, and the overwhelming cold current rushed towards him, and almost at the same time, Di Zi'an's body appeared with a faint blue wave, facing the pitch-black corpse head-on.

How to draw a sword and how to use a sword, Di Zi'an has not learned, but there is one thing he knows, that is, just cut the things in front of him.

As he knew that Di Zi was at ease, the white vicious dog rushed up after him, Di Zi'an put down his sword and slashed at the arm raised by the black corpse, and the shock from it made Di Zi'an think that it was cut on the wall, and the violent vibration almost made Di Zi'an unable to hold the thin sword tightly, but it was not over, the sword was blocked, but the dog that followed behind slammed its tentacles into the black ribs of the corpse, throwing it to the ground and knocking away several other easels.

Di Zi'an ignored the pain from the tiger's mouth, held the long sword in both hands and stabbed at the black skull of the corpse, in a few clicks, the skull shattered, and as the skull shattered, the whole corpse stopped moving, Di Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the skull had been shattered, and he did not contain his strength to poke the sword blade heavily on the ground.

At this time, the sharp pain from his hand was also clear, Di Zi'an took a look, the skin of the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shocked just now, and holding the sword in the cold environment of the studio, it was inevitable to stick to the hilt of the sword, and every time he moved, there would be a tearing pain.

This kind of physical monster is much more difficult to deal with than ghosts, and Di Zian knows very well that he is not the kind of player who wins by brute force, and is not suitable for being tough with some things. After gasping for breath on the spot, he kicked the bones of the corpse under his feet fiercely, kicked it into the air, and his body could not keep his balance and fell to the ground - the bones that were as hard as iron and stone shattered into dust in the air at this time, and a black card happened to fall in front of Di Zi'an,

Earned! Di Zi'an's face was filled with joy, picked up the card, and a pitch-black corpse was drawn on the front, and two eerie lights shot out from under the skull, and the font on the side was Chinese!

Winter ghosts.

These cards can be all valuable treasures of travelers, each of which can be used as fuel for fire, allowing them to have new abilities or equipment, and now Di Zi'an knows the purpose of the card, and naturally knows how valuable it is, as for the identity card of the apprentice, it is made by some predecessors by imitating the traveler card, but those who are qualified to make traveler cards are all terrifyingly strong.

Di Zi'an picked up the purple sword, walked out of the studio, walked through the corridor, and came to the door of the painter's bedroom, after Di Zi'an left last time, the door was not closed, but hidden, Di Zi'an did not hesitate, and pushed the door open, and the cold wave hit his face,

In front of you, there is a frozen lake. Di Zi'an suddenly found himself standing in the white forest, the sky drifting with light snow, and the sound of a song sounded on the clouds, echoing in the nine heavens, and he was in the painting.

Why is it called the Black Forest? It looks like it's called the White Forest......

Then, a cracking sound sounded from the other side of the lake, Di Zi'an looked back at the frozen lake, the air was filled with snowflakes, and a broken sound sounded from the lake, Di Zi'an seemed to realize something, and the throbbing in his heart became more and more obvious, as if something terrible was about to appear.

Could it be that there is some huge monster hidden in the lake, right? Di Zi'an subconsciously thought of the eternal trauma of Imoku, no, isn't a rookie like himself delivering food in front of that kind of thing? Di Zi took a few steps back with peace of mind, and then saw the gradually clear figure in the flying snow,

The pitch-black corpse slowly walked towards Di Zi'an step by step, Di Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, "What's it, just a winter ghost" said and clenched the thin sword in his hand and prepared to fight, before he charged, he saw another pitch-black figure appear in the wind and snow, Di Zi'an suddenly realized something, and then he saw a black figure with a pale face, densely walking out of the frozen lake, walking on the shore and heading towards himself,

What did you just say, just ...... A winter ghost?

Without the slightest hesitation, Di Zi'an turned his head and ran, followed by the Danokos, and retreated strategically with him. And a pitch-black corpse began to run, and chased after it at a speed that was not inferior to Di Zi'an, Di Zi'an glanced back from time to time, and found that he couldn't pull the distance at all, and those black skeletons even had a feeling of getting closer and closer, what to do, what to do, Di Zi'an looked at the black card he had just gotten in his hand, and the blue ripples engulfed it,

Heart Mantra: Killing Sacrifice.

Di Zi'an stopped, the purple thin sword in his hand was suddenly dyed with light blue lines, the sword body formed a layer of light frost, the blue light lingered around the blade, the sword body trembled slightly, Di Zi'an felt that something was gathered on the sword, it was exuding cold fluctuations, and the sword became heavy, and it was even difficult to hold and walk.

So Di Zi'an could only gasp and stop, at this time the nearest winter ghost had already pounced, in the ice and snow, these winter ghosts seemed to have some kind of blessing in their movement speed, quite sensitive, just a moment of inattention has come to the front, Di Zi'an can only use the sword to run, at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he found another winter ghost in the other direction to charge, can only command his dog to help himself block it.

The huge impact was transmitted from the sword body, Di Zi'an slid behind him for a full three or four meters before stopping, sat on the snow with his feet soft, and looked at his right hand in a trance, the tiger's mouth was already blurred with flesh and blood, and he couldn't exert his strength at all with a thin sword, oh no, Di Zi Anxin knew that this time could not be a time to be stunned, and the winter ghost could pounce on him again at any time, and raised his head,

Then seeing that the winter ghost who had just given himself a heavy blow was sealed in a huge block of ice, Di Zi'an looked at the purple thin sword, the sword body was bubbling with cold air, and the blue lines spread to the blade of the sword.

The Winter Ghost is an enchanted card, and the effects of this card are really varied, and Dizian did not let the Danochs continue to wrestle, and struggled to retreat into the depths of the forest.