Imperial capital, Yongle Taoist Temple.

Yan Chicheng returned to the room and pulled out a thick pile of letterhead from under the pillow, and a trace of yearning appeared.

Since a missent letter nine years ago, he has become friends with a painter who is far away from the wilderness.

Even if something happened during the period, the two did not cut off contact, and often exchanged letters.

Thanks to that friend.

Although Yan Chicheng failed to leave the imperial capital and the Taoist temple, he seemed to follow the painter and experienced all kinds of strange things and righteous deeds with him.

Whenever he read a letter, he once imagined how heroic the friend he had never met.

It's a pity......

"Your Majesty said that Brother Ning was related to the rebellion of King Yun in the past, and ordered him to be arrested."

"Brother Ning is such a hero, how can he rebel?"

"Something must have gone wrong."

"I have to think of a way to help Brother Ning clear his grievance......s."

Yan Chicheng pondered and meditated, but couldn't think of a way.

The contemporary Son of Heaven attaches great importance to the matter of rebellion, and would rather kill mistakes than let them go.

It was difficult for him to think of how to help Brother Ning clear his suspicions, and once he didn't handle it properly, he might even implicate his own family.

Just as Yan Chicheng was thinking hard, he heard a horse neighing from outside the door.

He immediately put away his letterhead and walked out of the house.

But he saw a white-clothed painter, riding a winged Pegasus, standing in the courtyard—and behind him there was a woman in white, sitting sideways.

Seeing Yan Chicheng, the white-clothed painter jumped off his horse and smiled.

"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

“…… Are you Brother Ning?! ”

Yan Chicheng's eyes widened.

He didn't expect that his first meeting with his friends would be like this.

After being dumbfounded, he didn't have time to rejoice, and hurriedly said.

"Brother Ning, why are you so high-profile?!"

"Do you know that today's saint has been completely angry, and in order to arrest you, he did not hesitate to order the arrest of all the people in the Cailang Painting Workshop."

"Before anyone else notices, you run away, the farther you run, the better......"

The white-clothed painter was smiling, but unhurried.

even comforted Yan Chicheng.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, I have important things to do when I come to the emperor."

"What could be more important than running for your life?"

"Demon Slayer."

Goblin? Where are the demons in the imperial capital?

Moreover, when has this been, are you still slaying demons?

When Yan Chicheng was at a loss.

But I saw the white-clothed painter looking in the direction of the imperial palace from afar, and his eyes seemed to see a certain existence through the house.

Yan Chicheng's hands and feet were cold.

He seemed to understand what the white-clothed painter meant......

He actually called the contemporary Emperor Meng a demon and a demon!

It turned out that Emperor Meng was not wrong.

Brother Ning is really rebellious.

The white-clothed painter looked at Yan Chicheng's reaction and laughed.

Turning over the horse, he said loudly.

"The contemporary Son of Heaven is mediocre and violent. In order to seek the law of longevity and longevity, he acted recklessly, and beat people into chaos on trumped-up charges, raided their homes and destroyed their mouths, and killed unscrupulous ......"

"This is the Demon Dragon of Troubled Times."

"I want to kill this demon dragon and paint a picture with demon blood."

"Its name ......"

"[Immortal Slave]."

"Brother Yan, in the past, you could only fantasize about my experience through letters and stories."

"Now that you're in the middle of the story, why don't you follow me?"

After that, the white-clothed painter clamped the horse's belly, and the heavenly horse carried the two of them and took off into the air.

Yan Chicheng stood in the courtyard for a long time.

He was born in a powerful family, and was nurtured since he was a child, believing that the Son of Heaven was heaven.

The words and deeds of the white-clothed painter are undoubtedly a naked conspiracy.

However.

His words also echoed in Yan Chicheng's ears for a long time.

Yan Chicheng recalled what he had seen and heard in the Yongle Taoist Temple, those power-hungry Yongle Taoist chiefs and Yongle emperors......

recalled that the Son of Heaven was not involved in government affairs and indulged in the temperament of longevity and long-term vision......

recalled that when the Son of Heaven came to the Taoist Temple, he happened to see the hideous and crazy appearance of the Son of Heaven devouring Danshi......

"Immortal Slave, Immortal Slave ......"

Yan Chicheng pursed his lips and unconsciously moved his steps.

He left the Yongle Taoist Temple and walked towards the inner city of the palace.

At the same time, there was a fierce noise in the inner city of the palace.

Yan Chicheng looked at it from a distance, and it seemed that there was a huge humanoid spider, waving its limbs and spitting silk threads, fighting with a big eunuch.

This is...... Spider Girl?

There was a huge sound of toads, accompanied by the black water surging, rolling up many armorers.

There are also roars, howls, and roars.

It seems that countless demons have appeared in the inner city of the imperial palace, disturbing the entire imperial city.

One by one, the residents of the imperial capital, including those high-ranking officials and magnates, fled from the imperial city in a hurry and fled home.

Yan Chicheng walked against the flow of people, but he did not feel afraid.

He watched from afar as those demons defeated the masters of the Imperial City, turned into a splash of ink and fell back into the painting.

He watched from afar as the white-clothed painter dragged the Son of Heaven all the way out of the palace gate, and dragged him to the entrance of the vegetable market.

looked at the Son of Heaven, full of ugliness, and told him everything he had done, trying to beg for forgiveness.

Watch the skulls fly up, red blood into paintings.

Looking at the ugly existence in the painting for a panacea, exposing the horror of its true nature.

Yan Chicheng seemed to understand a lot.

"Brother Yan."

The white-clothed painter stood in front of Yan Chicheng and handed him the picture of the [Immortal Slave] that had just been drawn.

"If you are confused, you can go to the border wilderness."

"If you don't enter the rivers and lakes, how can you really know the things of the rivers and lakes."

"No one should stop you now."

Yan Chicheng took the painting and was stunned.

He suddenly realized the voice of the white-clothed painter.

"Brother Ning, then you ......"

"Me?"

The white-clothed painter smiled.

"There is no end to the world, but the story has an ending."

"This picture is the work of the seal of the hundred demons."

"What's next......

"I'm going to paint something amazing."

Something outbreaking?

Yan Chicheng was a little incomprehensible.

In his opinion, Brother Ning's series of strange pictures ...... Especially the last one, with the emperor as a demon, it is enough to call it shocking.

As a result, listening to Brother Ning's tone, they are just a work of practice?

What is the real amazing work in Brother Ning's heart?

Yan Chicheng didn't have time to ask.

I saw that the white-clothed painter had already walked away with the fox-tailed woman.

He waved his hand freely and never looked back.

"Brother Yan, see you in the rivers and lakes."

……

[You beheaded the emperor at the entrance of the vegetable market, painted a picture of different ambitions, and left. 】

[The world was shocked when the matter was circulated. 】

[1346 of the Meng calendar, the twenty-third year of the Gui month. 】

[The new emperor succeeded to the throne, issued an edict for his own crimes, repented of his mistakes, and also granted amnesty to the world and removed the wanted person. 】

Jiang He finished his intervention and sat back down in front of the sofa.

When he saw the reaction of the new emperor after succeeding to the throne, he nodded with satisfaction.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

Whether it is Emperor Meng or the prince of the prison state, they are already old acquaintances.

After the end of the vegetable market, the prince consciously came out to wash the floor, tidy up the mess, and put the world in order again.

It's not in vain that Jiang He trusted.

"However, Emperor Meng is not difficult, just a small role."

"The focus is still on Xiangyu ......"

"Things have already happened, even if you cut Emperor Meng a few more times, it won't help her condition."

Jiang He's fingers swept over the words, and memories flowed into his heart.

The remnant soul of the Snow Cloud County Lord was originally because of the hatred of the whole family's demise, so he held on to his breath and did not completely dissipate.

Now that the revenge has been avenged, the motivation to persevere has been lost.

Soon it was like a week, completely extinct.

Due to the current point in time, Ruan Xiangyu's strength has not completely weakened, and her state has not become too bad because of this.

Contrary.

Considering the existence of the Snow Cloud Remnant Soul, Ruan Xiangyu had to expend a lot of strength to maintain her stability, and after she disappeared, this power could be saved.

Therefore, although the disappearance of the remnant soul of the snow cloud caused Ruan Xiangyu to weaken faster.

But one plus and one subtraction, in terms of results, the time that Ruan Xiangyu can hold on to it has become a few years longer.

"Even so, it's not been many years."

Jiang He groaned.

He didn't want Ruan Xiangyu to live forever, and he didn't even think about making up for Ruan Xiangyu's missing lifespan due to Emperor Meng......

I just want to repair the wounds in her heart and soul so that she won't die quickly.

Even this has become a luxury.

After studying for so many years, his only gain was only to figure out the real reason for Ruan Xiangyu's decline-

The magic possessed by the Yuxiang White Fox is a special power.

You can share everything such as your own lifespan and vitality with another life, so that the short-lived human race can also enjoy the long life of the spirit beast.

Ruan Xiangyu chose to live in symbiosis with the Lord of Xueyun County back then, and planned to live together.

Who would have wanted to be targeted by Emperor Meng, and sent someone to attack and kill the Lord of Xueyun County.

As for the follow-up Xueyun remnant soul, it is just the soul that Ruan Xiangyu forcibly retained with her magical power.

However, to be dead is to be dead.

The death of the Lord of Xueyun County caused Ruan Xiangyu's life to be flawed, like a bucket with a broken bottom, and his vitality was constantly draining.

Jiang He knew the reason, but there was no solution-

"I can't even find where the bucket is, how can I fill it?"

"It would be nice if we could change the symbiosis object......"

Jiang He was very helpless.

However, although he couldn't find a way to fill the "bucket", Ruan Xiangyu couldn't change the symbiosis object again.

But when I was learning the Danqing method, I thought of another possible solution.

"In the Danqing magic method, there is a method that can create a relatively independent space with the help of the canvas."

"All the life that enters the space becomes the object of the painting."

"Although I can only move in the painting, I don't feel hungry, tired, tired, sleepy, and my life state has come to a standstill......

"It's a miracle!"

Jiang He had previously used this ability to ban those armor soldiers who besieged the Cailang Painting Workshop for three days and three nights, and he was not afraid that they would starve to death and die of thirst.

He had an idea from this.

If he could paint a huge scroll that could exist for tens or hundreds of years with heaven and earth inside, and let it run uninterrupted and maintain its existence for a long time......

Isn't it to create an alternative paradise in the painting?

When the time comes, not only Ruan Xiangyu can use this painting to extend her life in an alternative way.

It is also possible that Jiang He will step into the world with this painting!