Mysterious recovery: I have two ways to become a god

After taking out the wood carving of the building and boat and putting it aside, Wang Xiaoming took out the last item, an ancient painting with a portrait.

This painting is the most special among these old objects, because Wang Xiaoming cannot completely determine what this thing is.

This is a simple figure painting. In the painting, there is a man dressed like Ning Caichen who looks like Yan Chixia. The man’s eyes are indifferent, his face is expressionless and he is staring ahead. There is also a string of chain-like decorations hanging around his waist. .

No title, no signature, no seal.

In the appraisal just now, the information obtained is very simple. It is a figure painting from a painter in the late Tang Dynasty, which is suspected to contain deep supernatural power.

This is different from the content identified in other paranormal items that have lost their function, and the appraisal also said that there is supernatural power hidden in this painting.

You must know that if these things want to enter his laboratory, they need to go through several procedures to check. Even so, there is no problem with the figure paintings.

So Wang Xiaoming was very curious about this figure painting. He mobilized his spirituality, unlocked the secret eye sealed by the leaf ghost, and looked at the ancient painting.

strangeness……

Nothing can be seen!

Looking at this figure painting from the perspective of the voyeuristic eye, it is like seeing a pool of stagnant water, without any change, and it is no different from what he sees with the naked eye.

Wang Xiaoming frowned slightly. He had just felt a great supernatural suppression force in this painting. Not only was the supernatural power of the ancient painting itself suppressed to the depths, but the power of the eye to see into the secrets was also suppressed.

With such strong supernatural suppression, will his archaeological ritual still be successful?

Putting ancient paintings into the ceremony, Wang Xiaoming mobilized his spirituality.

The ceremony starts——

"Failed!"

The ceremony really failed. After the whole ceremony, there was no response from the ceremony.

However, there was no disappointment in Wang Xiaoming's eyes. Instead, his face was full of surprise, with a hint of disbelief in his expression.

"How is that possible? This ancient painting is actually a ghost!"

Originally, Wang Xiaoming had expected that the ceremony would fail, but surprisingly, the failure of the ceremony was not due to the supernatural suppressive power in the ancient paintings, but to the nature of the supernatural ghosts in the ancient paintings.

The role of archaeological rituals is to view the historical fragments experienced by some long-standing cultural relics. The role of rituals is only effective for cultural relics and ancient relics.

It has no effect on some natural things that are not produced and created by humans, and supernatural ghosts are among them.

Archaeological rituals have no effect on supernatural ghosts.

When the archaeological ceremony was held just now, Wang Xiaoming sensed the feedback from the ceremony, which was the same as the feedback from the previous experiment with ghosts.

But if the ancient painting is a supernatural ghost, why wasn't it identified just now?

"It should be related to the supernatural suppressive force contained in the ancient paintings. That force is too powerful. It not only interferes with the eye to see the secrets, but also interferes with the ability to identify."

After thinking calmly, Wang Xiaoming made a guess. He felt that the ancient painting contained a lot of secrets, so he decided to send the ancient painting to the wilderness of source material knowledge. No matter how many secrets the ancient painting contained, he would solve them one by one in front of the source material. .

Feeling the gazes from the surrounding cameras, Wang Xiaoming picked up the ancient painting and walked out of the laboratory to an unmanned rest room.

Since controlling the Leaf Ghost, he has been able to sense the gazes cast by others. Whether he is looking at the surveillance camera in front of him or behind his back, he can sense these gazes.

After skillfully arranging the teleportation ritual, Wang Xiaoming teleported the ancient painting to the wilderness of knowledge, and then his spirit body followed closely into the wilderness of knowledge.

Also appearing in the core of the wilderness of knowledge, Wang Xiaoming sat on a stone chair and looked at the ancient paintings floating in the white mist and gauze in the distance.

With the blessing of the Knowledge Wilderness, all of Wang Xiaoming's abilities have been fully improved. He can already clearly sense the powerful supernatural suppressive power in the ancient paintings.

"I see!"

The supernatural suppressive power in the ancient painting turned out to be from outside. It not only suppressed the ghost in the ancient painting, but also disrupted all the ability to observe it.

"Then let's separate!"

As the words fell, invisible pressure appeared out of thin air, firmly holding the ancient painting in place, and then a mysterious wave descended on the ancient painting, trying to separate the ancient painting from the supernatural suppressive power in it.

As the power of the wilderness of knowledge surged, the scholar Yan Chixia in the original ancient painting seemed to come to life and glared at Wang Xiaoming.

Then, under the power of the wilderness of knowledge, he reluctantly walked out of the ancient painting. He was the external supernatural force that suppressed the evil ghost in the ancient painting.

After leaving the ancient painting, scholar Yan Chixia seemed to have no support and began to slowly dissipate. Wang Xiaoming's thoughts moved slightly and suppressed the dissipation, turning it into a pitch-black ball floating in the air.

Even if the ancient painting on the other side got rid of the supernatural suppression, there was no change. Wang Xiaoming called the ancient painting to check and found that the ghost in the ancient painting had died long ago.

Thinking that this ancient painting must have existed for a long time, it is normal for it to crash after such a long period of supernatural suppression.

Now that his machine was dead, Wang Xiaoming directly mobilized the ghost power of the ancient painting and tested its ability in the wilderness of knowledge. Soon he roughly figured out the ability of the ancient painting.

The ability of ancient paintings can be said to be complicated or simple, it can imitate other supernatural powers.

As long as you draw the supernatural ghost you need to imitate on the ancient painting, you can truly possess the corresponding ghost ability. The premise is that you have seen the corresponding ghost and cannot just rely on fantasy to draw it.

"This ability is very good, but it still has an upper limit." Wang Xiaoming looked at the black ball floating in the air. The previous owner of this ancient painting drew a supernatural source that was too powerful, causing the ancient painting to be destroyed. suppress.

This reminded him of the ghostly face Tong Qian made up to look like Zhang Dong in the later part of the original novel. She originally wanted to use Zhang Dong's power to fight the enemy, but the borrowed supernatural power directly erased the ghostly face.

The experiences of the two were similar. They both borrowed power far beyond their abilities and were countered by the borrowed supernatural power.

"This person should also have reached the end of the supernatural world. He can suppress a powerful ghost for such a long time with just one supernatural power."

Wang Xiaoming remembered the appearance of the man in the ancient painting, picked up paper and pen, transformed into a mahogany square table, and began to paint according to his memory.

Although he had never learned to paint before, his body control was particularly strong, and he quickly restored the man in the ancient painting. Not to mention a 100% likeness, there was a 70% to 80% similarity.

The most important thing is that he drew the men's clothing.

Holding the drawing paper in his hand and taking a look at the black ball, Wang Xiaoming returned to reality. Then he took a photo of the drawing paper with his mobile phone and sent it to Professor Bai at the training base.

And left a message: "Professor Bai, please help me find out which dynasty this person belongs to."