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Home > Fantasy > Plundering the Heavens > Chapter 1615

Chapter 1615

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It was not that Immortals did not have seven emotions and six desires. It was just that the higher one's cultivation was, the firmer his will would be. If he wanted others to see him, he would let them see him. He would only hide the other side of himself. Therefore, an Immortal's small world often hid the deepest secrets of his heart … For example, in Fang Xing's Skeleton Palace, there was a wife and a little girl that he picked up from the streets. The rest was mostly fine wine and all kinds of treasures of unknown origin. Even Chi 'er, who had been living in his small world, did not know that in Fang Xing's main palace, under layers of camouflage and layers of restrictive spells, there was a mysterious treasure chest, and an erotic book that he had kept since he was young … It was an out-of-print book!

And because he knew this, Fang Xing felt that Di Shi was more and more incomprehensible …

In this small world, there were too many things that made people scratch their heads.

The whole small world was decorated very elegantly. There were strange flowers and plants everywhere, and they were full of vitality. It seemed that they were well taken care of. At first, Fang Xing thought that they were some great treasures. But after a closer look, he found that they were ordinary wood. They did not have much spirituality. To a certain extent, it was not an exaggeration to say that they were ordinary wood and grass. It was just that their shapes were special, precious, and pleasing to the eye!

Apart from these plants, everything else was a painting.

On both sides of the long corridor, there were densely packed painting scrolls. On the scrolls were mountain rocks, fish, and insects. They did not have any spirituality, but they were all very lifelike, as if they were going to jump out of the scrolls. Fang Xing even suspected that these paintings were so lifelike that if he blew on them, the living creatures on them would jump out. Just like when one practiced calligraphy to the extreme, it would naturally transform into a talisman that contained an extremely great divine might. If this sort of painting were to advance a step further, it would probably be able to transform into a Dao Art as well!

But it was different from what he had guessed. In this small world, paintings were just paintings. They did not combine with Dao …

It was not that the painter did not have this skill, but the painter did not have this thought …

As they walked deeper in with Fairy Qing Luo, the astonishment in Fang Xing's heart became stronger!

There were many paintings. At first, they were mostly of mountains, rivers, insects, and birds, as well as strange bamboos and immortals. However, the deeper they went, the more portraits they found. At first, there were only one or two in the middle. Later on, there were more and more portraits, and the paintings became more and more exquisite. Every frown, every smile, every movement, a glance back, a slight frown, some admiring the snow, some watching the fish, some flying in the air, some walking on the water …

There were many of them, and they were all the thousands of different appearances of the same woman!

And all of these women looked more and more like Fairy Qing Luo the more one looked at them...

When Fang Xing saw the thirty-odd paintings, he was sure that this was Fairy Qing Luo.

Meanwhile, Fairy Qing Luo could clearly see this from the first painting. Her eyes were red, and she began to sob softly, tears falling down her beautiful cheeks.

"Why are you crying? It's not like the painting is that realistic …"

Fang Xing could not help but frown, looking coldly at Fairy Qing Luo.

He was not wrong. These paintings were different from the other rocks, fish, and insects. They did not look like Fairy Qing Luo.

Those rocks, fishes, and insects were all extremely lifelike and lifelike, and it seemed as if they could come to life with just a mouthful of Immortal Qi. But when it came to Qing Luo in the painting, it was slightly different from her. Her facial features, figure, dress, and jade ornaments seemed to have been poured out of the same mold as Qing Luo, but it just so happened that he only had the form and not the spirit. At the beginning, Fang Xing even thought that he was looking at Chi 'er. Because the woman in the painting was either smiling or frowning, and every move she made carried a bright and lively feeling. This purity just happened to be something that Qing Luo didn't possess!

For example, the woman in the first painting. She was in her twenties, with bright eyes and an innocent smile …

It was as if someone else had taken over Qing Luo's body, which was why she had such an innocent smile. Qing Luo herself did not have such an innocent smile!

"He... it's not that his paintings do not look like me, it's that I... did not look like him the most..."

Hearing Fang Xing's words, Fairy Qing Luo replied in a flustered voice, her voice somewhat sour. "These are all based on his impression of me when he was twenty years old. He thought that I would look like this when I grew up, but..."

"Haha, but he thought that you would become a little princess, like my Chi 'er, but you..."

When Fang Xing heard this, he also understood. He smiled and said, "… She grew into a whore!"

These words were naturally not pleasant to hear. After Fairy Qing Luo heard this, she suddenly covered her face and cried, squatting down.

"Tsk tsk, interesting..."

Fang Xing looked at Qing Luo, shook his head, and ignored her, continuing to walk forward.

After passing through a long corridor, he finally saw a bamboo house in front of him. This made Fang Xing feel a little strange. He stood outside the house and looked at it, then walked in. He saw that the bamboo house was extremely spacious. The outside looked green and beautiful, but the layout inside was extremely simple. There was only a table, a bookshelf, and dozens of bamboo brushes of different sizes, an ink box that exuded a faint fragrance, and a few unfinished paintings. Other than that, there was nothing else!

"This Di Shi can't really be so poor that he only has a few paintings, right?"

Fang Xing was simply astounded when he saw this, and he swept his Divine Sense once before turning around and leaving. After that, his Divine Sense swept out into the distance and finally noticed a strange place, so he turned around and flashed over. At this place, he finally saw a black colored stone platform, and its surroundings were carved with numerous savage and terrifying beast heads, and it carried a desolate feeling from the ancient times. Above this stone platform were a few bottles, a beast skin, a few books of the Dao, and a small shelf that was filled with various medicinal pills and other things. Fang Xing's eyes couldn't help but instantly light up when he saw this!

"Whoosh!"

With just a lift of his leg, he was already on the stone platform and sat cross-legged on the cattail hassock.

Then, his gaze slowly swept across the stone platform. He stretched out his hand to pick up the beast skin and glanced at it. Then, his gaze darkened.

"The Twelve Great Rituals of the Witches..."

On this unknown beast skin, there was a type of witchcraft recorded...

Or perhaps, it could be said that it was a formidable witchcraft that was a combination of numerous different witchcraft!

With just a few glances, Fang Xing had already understood that when he fought Di Shi, they were evenly matched at the beginning. Later on, Di Shi executed a type of primeval witchcraft, causing Fang Xing to instantly fall into a disadvantageous position. The witchcraft that Di Shi executed at that time was recorded on this beast skin, and it was a sacrificial technique that was recorded at an extremely high position. It was called the Four Dimensional Ram Sacrificial Technique...

"Oh, this is a type of primeval cultivation technique..."

Fang Xing glanced at it and couldn't help but frown slightly.

The witchcraft on this beast skin was extremely obscure. However, with his current cultivation, he was still able to understand some things by comparing it with his own path of cultivation. He'd already discerned that the witchcraft technique recorded on it was perhaps different from the current Dao of cultivation. It was a type of crude and direct, barbaric yet effective technique, and its various miraculous effects and profundities were simply unimaginable to the cultivators of the current world …

"Primeval... This is the primeval of the 33 Heavens, but not the primeval of Tian Yuan..."

As he stared at the words on the beast skin, Fang Xing's mind was already like a volcanic eruption, and he became somewhat excited.

Primeval witchcraft was not unfamiliar to cultivators.

According to Tian Yuan's narration, in the primeval era, when the human race was just born, they were oppressed by demons and ghosts, and it was difficult for them to survive. However, it was also at that time that the human race's ancestors descended into the world and comprehended the cultivation method. They were extremely powerful and their magical powers were matchless. They defeated the demons and established the foundation of the human race. From then on, the Sage's techniques were spread out and gradually multiplied, resulting in the current cultivation world of Tian Yuan...

In the 33 Heavens, it was naturally a different story. The Immortals who were exiled by Tian Yuan experienced many hardships and finally arrived in the 33 Heavens. However, at that time, they were few in number and weak. Coupled with the fact that they had been exiled to the endless Star Field for a long time, they really did not have much power. They were oppressed by the gods, and it was difficult for them to survive. There were many disasters, and they wanted to fight back, but the celestial techniques they cultivated at that time were not suitable for the 33 Heavens, because there were no suitable resources or pills for them...

It was also under such circumstances that among the Immortals, there was an Immortal who had inherited the Primeval Witchcraft Technique of Tian Yuan. However, at that time, the Immortals had not been developed and were not suitable for the Immortals to cultivate in the 33 Heavens. It was no different from the primeval era of Tian Yuan, but witchcraft was more suitable. Therefore, with great wisdom, he studied witchcraft and cultivated witchcraft and celestial techniques at the same time. He rose once again in the 33 Heavens. Not only did he protect the bloodline of the human race, he even defeated all the gods in the end and gradually unified the 33 Heavens...

Of course, just like how witchcraft had declined in the current Tian Yuan, witchcraft had also declined in the 33 Heavens.

According to some records, the decline of witchcraft was related to the prosperity of the human race, as well as the great changes in the world where the human race lived. Witchcraft was too powerful. Cultivating it was only suitable for the barren world. Whenever the human race flourished and civilization flourished, witchcraft would also decline. It was a great technique that the Great Dao had bestowed to the human race to fight against fate. Every generation of witchcraft cultivators was the ancestor of the human race who had created an indomitable foundation for the human race. They were also heroes who could leave their names in the Great Dao. It was impossible for the future generations to have such luck...

However, Fang Xing felt that instead of explaining it in such a confusing manner, it was better to use the simplest explanation!

Witchcraft consumed a lot of resources …

In the primeval era of Tian Yuan, cultivators were scarce, so there were endless resources to cultivate witchcraft...

When the Immortals first arrived in the 33 Heavens, the environment they were in was no different from that of the Primeval Ancestor of Tian Yuan...

It was also because they had endless resources and cultivated witchcraft that they had opened up a new world for the human race or the living beings of Tian Yuan to live in. That was why this kind of magic was known as the 'Art of Creation' in some ancient books …

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