On the other side of the gallery, Fan Xuan and Wang Ziyu stood side by side.

"Zihong, do you really like this Chen Bujin?"

Prince Yu asked.

Fan Xuan replied with a smile: "It's just a matter of getting along and making more friends, what's the point?"

Wang Ziyu smiled and knew that Fan Xuan must have something to hide and didn't say anything, so he stopped asking and stared at a mural on the wall. After a while, his body disappeared out of thin air and entered the painting like Fan Yuan.

Seeing that the content of the mural was in a mighty yamen, where he was being tried in court. He immediately touched his chin, revealing a thoughtful look.

The wall painting here is called "Lanruo Painting Realm", which is quite wonderful. People can watch it and do some wonderful things.

To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to entering a novel world, making people linger and reluctant to come out.

The painting records and depicts many scenes. When people enter and enter, they can interact and interpret various plots.

Every experience can exercise your body and mind, practice martial arts, learn Taoism, write books, and even become an official and govern people's livelihood...

It depends on the person entering, which direction he chose and what circumstances he triggered.

This was a rare and novel experience for Fan Xuan and others, so it was said to be "Immortality".

Lan Ruo's painting environment is not open to the public. If it weren't for Fan Xuan bringing Chen Tang, Chen Tang would not have been able to enter, and he wouldn't know about it. Fan Xuan's move was to let Chen Tang enter the painting wall to find out his background.

Turning around and looking, Fan Yuan and others disappeared, and Chen Tang was left, and he was still standing there watching.

"Can't he enter?"

Fan Xuan murmured in his heart, and then denied it again: "As long as you have desires and ideas, it will definitely trigger it. He is not a stone and wood."

Then he ignored it and walked to a wall before he moved his mind and then entered the painting to find his own chance.

But Chen Tang had already figured out the effect of this painting wall at this moment, and he was secretly surprised in his heart. It was really a world of wonders. As Fan Xuan said, this painting is definitely a strange thing, and it can be called the treasure of Yanming Temple.

So, this painting is set here and is open to Fan Xuan and others to enter. What is the purpose? What is the purpose?

Fan Xuan and others have the same things as being from a big family and are the best people of the younger generation. The benefits of getting along with them are self-evident. Their people themselves represent a circle of contacts with a strong background.

Could it be that this is the focus of the Buddhist family in the world?

The two veins of the Buddhist and Taoist culture, one monk and one Taoist culture, are quite different in concepts and methods of practice, and the direction and current situation of development are also very different. The Taoist school is quiet and the Buddhist family is lively. Most of the Buddhist temples are solemn and grand, grand and broad, and any of the scales are all offered to the golden body of the Bodhisattva; on the other hand, the Taoist school seems very shabby.

The skill of the store is a very important propaganda. The Buddhist family opened the door to convenience, with thousands of believers and a prosperous incense. However, the Taoist sect was much worse, at least in the influence of the world, and the situation was getting worse and worse.

One has great ambitions to save all sentient beings; the other is free and carefree, and even the disciple is too lazy to accept one.

In terms of intention, the card face and result are determined.

Having said that, Master Leming asked Fan Xuan and others to experience the painting of the wall, which was probably a kind of show of kindness and infiltration to various major families. As far as Chen Tang knew, there were many wealthy families and wealthy families, all pilgrims from local temples, and the money they offered were quite considerable every year.

From this we can see that the Fan family must have offered a lot of incense and oil to Yanming Temple during the years.

In short, it is a circle formed by mutual benefit.

Chen Tang was not qualified to enter this circle, but just met Fan Xuan by chance and was brought in by him.

The reason why Fan Xuan was willing to sell this favor was nothing more than that night.

After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Tang relaxed and carefully admired the painting wall. After looking at it for a while, he saw some clues:

This painting is really a complete and coherent painting, mainly depicting a city and the scenery in the suburbs.

The streets in the city are distinct, with lots of houses, temples, Taoist temples, large courtyards, yamen, and various shops and houses...

It is similar to a realistic state prefecture, and the people drawn are thousands of people, without any two people of the same. They are really lifelike and paint the charm. One by one, it seems to be living people, walking and busy in the world in the painting.

Gradually, Chen Tang could see the gods. When he saw a picture, he painted a bully in the street market, bullying a pair of orphans and widows. What a hateful act.

When Chen Tang saw it, he was inexplicably angry and was in a daze. He entered the painting.

...

In the yard outside the gallery, Master Le Ming sat, closing his eyes to rest. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and he was slightly surprised: This guy saw the painting wall for the first time, and he could endure it. After seeing nearly five or six feet of painting, he entered the painting...

What an amazing concentration, and his talent is quite good.

The old monk seemed to have found a piece of uncensored jade, and his eyes flashed.

The book boy and maid brought by Fan Xuan and others were resting in a corner of the yard. They followed the young master out and walked for a long time, feeling a little tired, so they were just taking a break now.

call!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew up in the yard, blew on his body, and a cold war broke out all over his body. Several book boy maids were shocked, not knowing what had happened.

"Who is the evil spirit that dares to act violently in the pure land of Buddhism!"

Master Leming yelled loudly, like thunder on the ground.

Flip!

Several strange birds with dark bodies flew over, some standing on the courtyard wall, some falling on the roof, each staring at a pair of green eyes.

"Crow!"

Master Le Ming was shocked and said in a deep voice: "I wonder which Lord Si Ming is here? What's the point of coming to Wuyanming Temple?"

"Hehe, the master is polite. I came here just to see the painting environment of Lan Ruo."

A crow opened his mouth and said.

Upon hearing this, Master Leming's face changed, he quickly walked over, pushed open the door, and saw that several crows stopped on the Bodhi tree in the center of the corridor, opening their mouths one by one, spitting out strange black air.

The black air was floating onto the painting wall and constantly penetrated into it.

"stop!"

Master Leming was shocked and raised his hand to write a string of Buddhist beads.

However, the black crows were exhaled and their bodies exploded and disappeared.

The Buddhist beads flew, and finally they were only covered with black feathers.

Master Leming's face turned pale and jumped to the wall. He saw this magnificent and bright painting, which was magnificent and bright, and was turbulent and muted like a gurgling wave of water.

"The Yi Shi said: Illusion is made by people, and this is a word that is like a Tao. People have lustful hearts, which is a state of slander; people have a state of tragedy, which is a state of terror, which is moved by people's hearts..."

A burst of reading sounds suddenly sounded in the corridors. When listening, it made people feel cold and creepy.
Chapter completed!