The collar and sleeves of the pink dress were emerald green. Her slender figure stood there leisurely. Her thin body seemed to fall at any time. Her big watery eyes were full of charm. She looked at Grimm's hand, which was reaching for the stone coffin. She was so scared that people couldn't help but feel pity for her.
This kind of enchantment was similar to the one Grimm had used when he first met Xiao Ling.
Grimm's tricolor eyes stared at the Painted Skin for a long time. Ignoring the reaction of the Painted Skin, he directly reached out his palm of spiritual power with blue spots of light and caressed her cheeks and body wantonly.
The skin was delicate, gentle, elegant, and graceful. He could even feel the overly nervous trembling because of his caress.
With a thoughtful look in his eyes, Grimm slowly withdrew his palm.
"Painting on skin, using some unknown mysterious power as an opportunity to become a new life. It's really the crystallization of art that's beautiful to the point of cruelty. A ghost?"
On Grimm's shoulder, Little Eight glanced sideways at the Painted Skin. She said strangely, "This is the first time I've seen a living thing here. Why is it so weak?"
Sylvana, Sin Yun, and Xiao Ling also gathered around, observing the Painted Skin as if they were looking at a precious specimen.
Surrounded by so many people, the Painted Skin slowly lowered its head. It looked like it didn't know what to do, and let everyone do whatever they wanted.
"So you're the one who carved out this Blessed Land of Heavenly Grottoes to guard this place? Tut-tut-tut-tut, if you're so weak, you can do such a thing. It seems that you're a creature born after the great calamity of the Immortal Realm. You're doing your best to protect this Immortal Lord who longs to be resurrected. I'd like to see what means you have! "
As he spoke, Grimm reached out his palm. He didn't care that the ghost with the Painted Skin in front of him was frightened. Under the cover of the blue spots of light on his right hand, the ghost with the Painted Skin felt that the world was covered.
The next moment, her body went limp, and she passed out completely.
In everyone's eyes, the unconscious Painted Skin's physical strength rapidly shrank into a painting. The only difference was that the material of this painting was the skin of a young girl!
As a high-level sorcerer who explored the truth of the arcane, Grimm and the others were not surprised by the strange techniques of this foreign civilization. Grimm caught the scroll with one hand and spread it out with the other. On the human skin scroll was the image of a beautiful girl who was sleeping soundly. At first glance, it was obvious that she was a girl with a pure mind and a strong will. She was a girl who would sacrifice everything for her ideals and beliefs.
"Hey, what are you doing? Who cares what she's doing? The one in the coffin is our target. "
Little Eight squinted at Grimm.
"Although this Immortal Technique can't be considered to bring the dead back to life, it's still a strange technique that allows one to mold a living body according to their ideal will. It must involve the mysteries of some higher dimensional space. Leaving this Painted Skin outside, it seems that this Immortal Venerable's heaven-defying object isn't just these Dark Coffin Fungi. The true object of tribulation should be her! Hehe, he should have divined my arrival and tried to use this to resolve the tribulation, right? "
As Grimm said this, his index finger, which was shining with a blue light spot, slowly pointed to the tip of the Painted Skin's eyebrows.
"Then let me see what this Immortal Venerable left behind to make me retreat!"
Subsequently, under the memory insight power of Grimm's blue spiritual force body, fragmented memory fragments appeared one by one.
…
With each stroke and ink, the hook and crutch moved horizontally, and the charm of the young girl gradually appeared.
The fragrance of wine filled the air, but tears of yearning flowed down. The Immortal's tribulation of love penetrated the heart and bones, and it was impossible to let go. Even when one reached the realm of Immortal Venerable, because of a broken promise when he was a child, his heart was broken.
"Xiaonan, when I earn money, I will come back and marry you!"
The child of the mountain left these words and resolutely left, leaving the girl crying stubbornly on the mountain road. Staring at the boy slowly disappearing on the mountain road, she silently vowed, "I will wait for you to come back, and I will not marry anyone else but you in this life."
However, this farewell became an eternity.
The world outside the mountain was really too wonderful. In order to make a living, the simple child who walked out from the depths of the mountain quickly learned all kinds of ways of the world. He also suffered a lot for this, suffered a lot, and his ability to survive became stronger and stronger. From the beginning when he was hungry, he became clever and well-liked by everyone. The boy struggled for three years.
"Save some money and marry Xiaonan back to a noble family."
For this dream, the boy worked even harder, and gradually grew from a diligent boy to an imposing man. Many girls were moved by him. The boy never forgot his vow, and used his own efforts to save more money.
Another three years passed, and he had become a slightly famous existence in the city.
Just as the boy became more and more satisfied with his increasing savings, and was ready to return to his hometown to visit his family and win Xiaonan, an opportunity from the distant and prosperous capital suddenly appeared in front of him.
Every day, the pay was ten times higher than here, and only one year, he could obtain ten years' income here!
To go or not to go?
"I should marry Xiaonan in a grand manner and let her live with me in the city, and never go back to that mountain. It's too hard on the mountain. I only need one year. Xiaonan, wait for me for one more year! "
With this thought in mind, he set foot on the road to the prosperous capital.
Perhaps it was because of the blessing of the heavens, or perhaps it was because of his personal excellence, the various opportunities that came with it became more and more incredible, and more and more bizarre. The boy naturally embarked on the path of immortal cultivation. The prosperity of the world was but a passing cloud for cultivators. A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and the experiments in their hearts gradually faded.
On this day, the boy had become a disciple of a sect. He happened to pass by the mountain village, and unknowingly, he had fallen into the mortal world and returned to his hometown a hundred years ago. This was also known by cultivators as entering the mortal world to train the heart.
After looking around the slightly changed mountain village, he came to the door of the dilapidated ancestral residence where Xiaonan used to live, and went forward to ask the trembling old man.
"Oh? She said that she was waiting for someone. She never married, and died a long time ago. "
…
Grimm woke up from the memory of the Painted Skin, and the look in his eyes deepened.
"This Painted Skin represents the Inner Demon? Maybe, I should observe it in another way! "
As he murmured, Grimm's blue palm brushed over the Painted Skin, and the image of the young girl was easily peeled off by Grimm's blue light. When Grimm looked again with his tricolor eyes, it was a white-robed immortal who was swaying all day long, suffering so much that he wished he was dead. There were signs of him entering the demonic path of madness, and he was actually using the skin of a young girl as paper, drinking and painting all day long, unable to extricate himself.
The once insignificant past in the mortal world had now become a terrifying Inner Demon.
The immortal also realized this, but it was already too late, and he was being devoured by another personality. The immortal fought against the heavens, and went against the heavens. The immortal fought against the enemies, and fought for the initiative, but in the end, he could not defeat himself, and was finally devoured by the Inner Demon.
"Oh!?"
Grimm said strangely, "In that case, the one in the stone coffin is actually an Inner Demon, and it is trying to resurrect the immortal after his death, and seize a trace of the heavenly secrets? After opening the stone coffin, the Inner Demon's soul will scatter, and the Painted Skin will disappear, and I will gain nothing. But if I don't open the stone coffin, will I obtain this Painted Skin? And the Inner Demon will use this Painted Skin as nourishment to overcome the Immortal's tribulation, and complete the resurrection? What a cunning thing, using the weakness of human nature to protect itself. It seems that the Lord of Original Sin in the Earth Vein World is most likely such an existence. "
"Huh!? Then, should we open it or not? "
Little Eight asked Grimm.
Just as Grimm was hesitating, suddenly, as Grimm flipped the Painted Skin, he inadvertently looked at it, and was instantly attracted by a labeled picture.
"Ancestral Master's Talisman? What is this? "
On the back of the Painted Skin, there was a hidden place labeled as the Ancestral Master's Talisman.
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