Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

The relics of the Meng Dynasty were auctioned off by acquaintances, so some things were much simpler.

For example, cleaning up remains.

The Taixuan ruins are full of demon spirits that can be reborn.

If there are no targeted skills, it will take a long time and go back and forth four to five times to completely clear a ruin.

For mid-to-high-level heroic spirits, this matter is not difficult to do, but it is too time-consuming and the benefits are not proportional to the effort.

Even with targeted skills, the monsters scattered in every corner of the ruins still have to be cleared away bit by bit.

It's also quite troublesome.

but now--

The painter in white had a thought in his mind, and a scroll flew out from behind and unfolded automatically.

Monsters with human skin jumped out from the scroll, rushed towards the demon spirits everywhere in the ruins, and fought with them.

The scroll was then split into two and fell into the hands of Ruan Xiangyu and Emperor Wu Twelve.

They injected power into the scroll and rushed out two painted demons to join the battlefield.

No need to do it yourself at all.

Just the summons drilled out of the Hundred Demons Chart can continuously clean up the demonic spirits in the ruins, breaking them into streams of strong demonic energy, which are snatched away and absorbed by the demonic sword in the hands of the demon refiner.

"Is this the picture of hundreds of demons that Wu Shisan has been dreaming about?!"

Emperor Wu Twelve originally planned to slowly clean up the ruins.

Now I just need to sit and rest, watching the painting demon at work, and I feel happy immediately.

He had previously heard about how useful the Hundred Demons Chart was from the heroic spirits of the Wu Dynasty. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he fully understood their yearning——

When placed to guard Shixu, each heroic spirit can summon an additional painted demon of the same strength, which is equivalent to doubling the strength!

This auxiliary ability is too strong!

Its only drawback is that its master is too strong.

As a legendary heroic spirit throughout his life, after fully awakening, he will be able to step into the realm of A-level heroic spirits and fight side by side with those more powerful heroic spirits.

After all, how can the strong help the weak?

"It doesn't matter. Now I have enjoyed a lifetime of support. I can brag about it in front of Wu Shiyi and the others...hehe."

Emperor Wu Twelve looked like a big kid who got a new toy.

Had a great time there.

After saying goodbye to him, the painter in white took Ruan Xiangyu to the depths of the ruins to select materials suitable for his own awakening.

In the ruins of the Meng Dynasty, time paintings are still easy to find.

After all, since the white-clothed painter Qing Shi left his name, the subsequent history of the Meng Dynasty was influenced by him and completely deviated, turning into a flourishing age of painting.

Over the course of thousands of years, countless masters of painting have appeared, leaving behind a massive amount of works.

As for those ordinary-grade paintings, there are countless.

Basically, as long as there are fragments of human architecture in the ruins of the middle and late Meng Dynasty, there must be corresponding time paintings inside.

The painter in white didn't waste any effort at all. He found a painting containing the power of time in a house.

"It's a bit ugly...forget it, let's make do with it."

Advanced materials are just pure materials.

As long as it can be used, no matter the quality, it will not affect the strength after awakening.

The painter in white was not too picky, and directly took out a large number of spiritual stones prepared in advance from the storage scroll he carried with him, and began to awaken.

…

At the same time, there is the interior of the legendary ruins of Tianshan Mountain.

One day passed, the fairy pond had dried up, and the spiritual masters who came here to receive baptism had already left.

Only the old man Mu Ran, sitting on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, silently guarded this world where half of the area had been turned into ruins.

Under his guard, all the lives that walked out of the ruins and set foot in the ruins area.

Regardless of whether the strength is B level or A level, everything is instantly shattered and dissipated into wisps of gray energy.

Only the old man at the top of the peak remained motionless, like a sculpture.

I don’t know how long it’s been.

Deep in the Shi Ruins, from the bottomless fissure, a relatively thick wisp of gray air floated out.

This wisp of gray energy fell to the ground and turned into a half-animal, half-human creature with six arms and six legs.

Compared with the gray enemy that besieged Emperor Wu Shisan before, it lacked two arms and two legs, but its strength was improved by a whole level, reaching A level.

Even so, it was obviously not enough to survive in front of the old man Mu Ran.

But its goal is no longer to cross that boundary.

But he saw the eyes rolling on his side face, seemingly penetrating the obstacles of the Shixu space, observing every move of the old man Mu Ran.

At the same time, he carefully took out a small knife.

This knife is very strange. Compared with a normal knife, it looks like a piece of meat, and it even has subtle lines.

When the six-hand gray enemy raised his knife, he drew it out of thin air.

The gray air of Shixu was torn open with a long and narrow crack!

The rift is completely different from the surrounding Time Gap. The opposite side is no longer a pitch-black abyss, but a world full of bright colors.

The six-handed gray enemy held the knife and raised his foot to step across the gap.

The crack is obviously wide enough to accommodate three or four of them in parallel, but there is an inexplicable feeling of crowding, as if they are forcing their way through the crack.

When it passed through the crack, it suddenly became clear -

Here is an extremely complete Taixuan ruins without any signs of transformation!

Among the ruins, there are even heroic spirits wandering around, either cleaning up demon spirits or searching for media.

One of the heroic spirits was only four or five meters away from the six-hand gray enemy, but he just passed by him.

The two obviously live in the same place, but they seem to be in two different worlds.

Unable to detect this strange existence so close at hand.

The six-hand gray enemy did not attack this heroic spirit.

It seemed to be observing something and waited quietly for a while.

Then he walked deep into the ruins, raised the knife in his hand, and fiercely scratched a mark, a bottomless crack.

The knife has withered a lot, but is still sharp.

The six-handed gray enemy picked up the knife again and swung it down again.

A chasm leading to the next ruins was opened.

…

For heroic spirits, the most time-consuming part of awakening is the process of collecting materials.

Especially for high-level heroic spirits, the necessary materials often come from highly difficult ruins, which are valuable and require a lot of time to collect.

But as long as the materials are collected, the awakening process only takes a blink of an eye.

When the painting in the hand of the white-clothed painter faded away the color, lines of handwriting reappeared, transforming into an extremely delicate "Slave of Immortality".

The awakening has been completed.

The appearance has not changed at all.

The painter in white put away the picture of the Immortal Slave and returned directly to the entrance of the ruins without staying for a long time.

Emperor Wu Twelve was still there happily controlling the figure demon. When he saw the painter in white returning, he looked surprised.

"Your life is over so soon?"

"It's just awakening, it's not a big deal."

The painter in white smiled.

Although Emperor Wu Twelve said that he could choose the media items in the ruins at will.

Even if he gets a few more media, Emperor Wu Twelve won't mind.

But as a reputable thug, since it was discussed at the beginning that the reward would be a Meng Dynasty media, he would not take half more.

When doing business, what matters is integrity.

"Having said that, the value of this relic is actually quite limited."

"There aren't many valuable things in itself, but they were raided by the Spirit Master Association and the most valuable things were taken away..."

"If there are fragments of the Meng Dynasty treasure land here, it will be truly priceless!"

Naturally, the Meng Dynasty also had resources similar to Tianshan Fairy Pond——

【Cailang Painting Workshop】.

If a certain time relic contains fragments of Cai Lang Painting Studio, then the time paintings in it will be truly rich!

And this type of resource land is just a fake created by the power of time.

But for Jiang He, it is also very attractive!

For example, the Immortal Pond in the Taixuan World, even if it is genuine, has the magical power to cleanse the muscles and veins of mortals and obtain immortal bodies.

But the only thing that can enter it is the projection.

Jiang He himself couldn't go to Taixuan World and soak in the fairy pond.

For him, the resources composed of the power of time in the world of Yuling are more practical.

Now that he has completed his awakening, the painter in white is not in a hurry to leave.

He sat directly next to Emperor Wu Twelve and prepared to chat with him for a while——

"Brother Wu, when I was guarding Shixu, I talked with you and learned the method of separating mountains from him."

"It's just that I'm quite stupid and don't know much about martial arts. In addition, the time is too short and I haven't fully mastered it..."

The same method, but the key points mastered by everyone are different.

Since he just had the opportunity, the painter in white simply asked Emperor Wu Twelve for advice to lay a solid foundation for the next anchor point.

Emperor Wu Twelve was happy when he heard this.

"Life, this is not your fault, it is obviously Wu Shisan's problem."

"I taught that kid how to cross mountains. How many pounds does he weigh? I still don't know?"

"Come on, let me teach you personally!"

The emperors of the Wu Dynasty were more generous than the last.

As soon as one opened his mouth, others took the initiative to bring out their family secrets, for fear that they would not be able to learn them.

The painter in white couldn't help but smile and waved his hand.

"Brother Wu, there's no need to worry."

"It's still early, let's have two drinks first."

"It's not too late to learn the magic method later."

"good!"

Emperor Wu Twelve nodded excitedly, stood up and was about to go out to buy wine, but was pulled back by the painter in white.

But with a swipe of his pen, the space cracked open, and a jar of fine wine had already been sealed, waiting to be opened.

Emperor Wu Twelve's eyes lit up.

"This is……"

"Painting."

The painter in white smiled proudly.

He previously thought that the Second Awareness Skill Painting Realm only increased the duration of the world in the painting.

Unexpectedly, the real effect of the painting is similar to opening the space mezzanine and relying on the space mezzanine to display all kinds of wonders.

Enemies sealed in the world of painting, unless they have special abilities.

It would be difficult to force his way out by destroying the space in the painting and tearing up the paper like the eight-hand gray enemy did before.

After awakening new skills.

The painter in white clothes immediately transferred the things he carried in the scroll to the painting environment.

These include these fine wines prepared in advance——

When making friends with a tough guy, wouldn’t the atmosphere be a little less exciting if you don’t have alcohol?

"A good trick in life!"

Emperor Wu Twelve laughed and sat back on the ground.

The painter in white swiped his pen, and a jar of wine flew out naturally and landed in front of the two of them.

Ruan Xiangyu was sitting next to him, opening the lid of the wine for the painter in white clothes, but not drinking himself.

In the past, when she traveled around the world with the painter in white, she had tasted the contents of this cup, but she was not in good health and became drunk after just a few sips.

From then on, I only poured the wine, not raised the glass.

At this time, only the painter in white clothes and Emperor Wu Twelve raised the altar to drink, chatting happily, and regretted that they met late.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

There were wine jars piled beside the two of them.

The painter in white burped from wine, and once again he opened the painting and prepared to bring in two jars of fine wine.

At this moment, through the painting world, he saw a figure with six arms and six legs.

The figure held a nearly withered knife in his hand and stepped forward from a crack. His eyes were on the side of his face, and he happened to catch the eye of the painter in white.

This wine wakes me up instantly.

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