Chapter 1180

Among certain six-path fragments.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the Dominator Picture Beast silently entered the world of these six fragments. It was hidden in the depths of the chaotic void, and no one could detect its existence.

It is like a huge picture, covering every place in the world

"It seems that not many people in this world are proficient in the art of painting, but it doesn't matter. After I came here, the art of painting became the broad road, suppressing all other ways of practice."

The eyes of the dominator picture beast showed a cold light.

Boom.~~~

In an instant, dense spots of light emerged from it, and they suddenly disappeared into this world of six fragments, seemingly scattered everywhere in the world.

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At this moment, in a certain country.

The painting sage Wu Daozi was in the yard of his home. The surroundings were in a mess at the moment. Dozens of robbers dressed in black appeared all around, and they surrounded the place with murderous intent.

The scrolls on the ground were scattered all over the place.

Apparently there were robbers in his house.

The reason why robbers appeared was naturally because Wu Daozi was rich. As a famous painter in Chu State, he was known as the sage of painting. His skills were close to Taoism. A painting was worth thousands of gold.

In this way, he will naturally be targeted by other thieves and be considered a big fat sheep, ready to be slaughtered.

At this moment, his wife, son and daughter were all tied up by the robbers, crying together and extremely scared.

"Wu Daozi, where is your Nine Dragons Stealing the Sky Map? Hand it over immediately."

A bandit leader was murderous and stared at the painting saint Wu Daozi.

The so-called Nine Dragons Stealing the Sky is the masterpiece of the painting saint Wu Daozi, and it is also a famous work. Its value is simply immeasurable. Some people think that this painting is worth a city.

This is also Wu Daozi's most valuable painting, and it is also the primary target of this group of bandits.

"I hand it over, hand it all over, don't hurt my wife and children."

Hearing this, Wu Daozi trembled and was extremely frightened. He looked worriedly at his wife and children who were captured. He regretted it to the extreme. If he had known about it, he would have hired more guards.

Otherwise, he would not have encountered what he is today. This was a disaster.

He quickly took out all his paintings from the house and handed them to the robbers.

"As expected of Wu Daozi, the sage of painting, your painting skills are so close to Taoism that they are priceless."The bandit leader stared at these paintings and immediately admired and marveled.

Seeing these paintings, even an illiterate person can see the exquisite craftsmanship and lifelikeness of the paintings, as if there are really nine heavenly dragons leaping out of the paper. There is no doubt that this is a masterpiece that only a master of painting can create.

"All my paintings are now handed over to you. Now please release my wife and children."

Wu Daozi pleaded

"Free your wife and children?"

Hearing this, the bandit leader sneered:"They have all seen our appearance. If we let them leave here alive, wouldn't we all become wanted criminals in Chu State? Where will there be life in the future?!"

His words revealed a strong murderous intention.

"W-what do you mean? Are you planning to break your promise?"

Wu Daozi's expression changed.

"Haha, so what if you break your promise? What can you do to me? Although you are the painting saint Wu Daozi, after all, you are just a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken. In this world of spiritual practice, there is no difference between not practicing Taoism and being an ant."

The bandit leader looked at the painting saint Wu Daozi with disdain.

Although the other party's painting skills are indeed superb and close to Taoism, in the end they are just heresy and have no power at all.

To them, they are just mortals and they can do whatever they want. Ants that can be crushed to death are not worth mentioning

"you!"

Wu Daozi's face was extremely ugly. He was extremely sad and angry in his heart. If he also knew how to practice, he would definitely not end up like this. He could not even save his wife and children. When he was young, he disdained the so-called way of practice and just loved painting. It's just painting, he has always been loyal to the way of painting, and it has been like this for decades. Only in this way can he hone his skills to the point of sanctification.

But now he is extremely regretful at this moment. If he had spent a little more If he only cultivates his mind, he won't be as helpless as he is now.

But time can't be turned back, no matter how much he regrets, it won't help.

"And most importantly, many people want you to die, you know? Wu Daozi."

The bandit leader looked at Wu Daozi condescendingly.

"Want me to die?"

Wu Daozi was stunned, not knowing what the other party was talking about.

"What kind of paintings are the most valuable? That is the painting of a dead person, especially the posthumous work of a famous person. Because it is a unique and orphan work in the world, there will never be another one, so it must be extremely valuable."

The bandit leader Jie Jie smiled:"In other words, once you Wu Daozi dies, the value of your paintings will immediately double, and the price will increase more than ten times. What a huge benefit this is, there are all your paintings in the world. Man, who doesn’t want you to die?"

He stared at Wu Daozi, not hiding the murderous intention deep in his heart.

"this!"

Painting saint Wu Daozi felt chills in his heart. It seems that the arrival of these bandits was not just an accident. Someone even hired these bandits to kill him.

It can be said that this is a conspiracy.

A certain big shot He has a lot of paintings of his own, so he wants to kill himself to increase the value of these paintings, and then the other party can make a lot of money from them.

"Okay, you now know the cause of your death, and you finally won’t be a fool, but don’t worry, I will kill your whole family together. By then, more than a dozen members of your family will go on the road together to keep you company. You won't be lonely either. This can be considered a bit of kindness on my part."

The bandit leader Jie Jie said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately issued an order for his men to kill Wu Daozi's wife and children.

"No, no, no, stop, stop, stop now!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Daozi was simply stunned and filled with sadness.

Boom~~

At this moment, light spots appeared silently in the void and disappeared into Wu Daozi's body in an instant. Among them, they were immediately submerged into many paintings he had painted.

In an instant, these paintings bloomed with light.

Especially the picture of Nine Dragons Stealing the Sky, the nine-headed dragon in it seemed to come alive at this moment, lifelike, from the paper It flew out from above and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Immediately, these earth-shattering dragon roars could be heard for thousands of kilometers around. When all living things heard such dragon roars, they all shivered and panicked. Countless animals were crawling. on the ground

"Ahhhh!!!"

When the bandits around heard such dragon roars, they immediately covered their ears. Their eardrums were shattered, blood flowed out, and they screamed miserably.