Li Hongru has many experiences of exploring painting treasures.

Some painting treasures are beneficial to him, and some painting treasures are harmful to him.

He experienced "The Goddess of Luo River" in the Great Sui Dynasty's imperial tomb, and Li Hongru had a confrontation in painting treasures.

At that time, his cultivation was low and it was difficult to break free from the constraints of Huabao. He could only rely on wisdom to fight. Now, Li Hongru found that he had never broken free from Huabao.

And the scroll in front of you has no wits to fight.

When he touched the painting treasure, Li Hongru faced one immortal and god opponent after another.

These people are extremely powerful, and he was damaged when they entered Huabao's first confrontation.

When the second game of the battle was over, Li Hongru had only the ability to escape everywhere, and was eventually wrapped around his head with a rope.

If the old Taoist did not take him out, Li Hongru felt that he would have a high probability of being killed in this painting treasure and falling to a situation where he could be killed or seriously injured.

"Strange, why it's hard for me to get in!"

After hearing Li Hongru's description, the old Taoist is very interested in it.

He used to touch the scrolls, but this kind of abnormality had never happened, and it was difficult to reproduce such a situation.

After looking at Li Hongru for a while, he didn't see anything special, which made the old Taoist puzzled.

"Think about it carefully and see if you still remember the appearance of the immortal god who wrapped the rope around you?" asked the old Taoist.

"Remember it or remember!"

Li Hongru rubbed his head, and the appearance of many immortals and gods reflected in his memories one by one.

If the old Taoist is interested, let alone drawing a look of an immortal and god, it would be fine to draw ten or eight for the other party.

After he had to take the pen, he fell down a painting just a few times.

"This seems to be the Nine Star Official!"

The old Taoist held the painting and fell into identification and identification.

"Why can't I touch the soul mark on this list?" the old Taoist murmured.

"Is there any benefit to touching this kind of soul imprint?" Li Hongru asked.

"The benefits?" the old Taoist said, "You were almost beaten to death, but you still don't know the benefits after touching?"

"The great master probably means that this is a magic weapon to defend the enemy. Anyone who can use it, as long as he is put to the person like this, he will be burping away!"

Kumara explained uglyly, then he was beaten by the old Taoist and sat down alone.

"Mr. Wang, do you want to touch again?" the old Taoist suggested.

"This is not very good," Li Hongru hesitated: "There are many immortals and gods in this scroll, and the time in the painting treasure is different from the outside world. If the opponent I meet is inappropriate, I am afraid that I will not be able to save you!"

"What a pity!"

I finally met a person who could use the picture, but it was difficult to find out again due to personal strength issues.

The old Taoist looked slightly disappointed.

It's just that such things cannot be forced.

As Li Hongru said, if one is not good, the other party's life may have to be explained.

"If you are not strong enough, practice here at the Sanxing Cave. The great master will teach students." Princess Iron Fan smiled and interrupted: "My uncle has learned skills from the great master in the past and has good skills!"

"Oh~"

Li Hongru had just made a tweak with interest when he saw the old Taoist shook his head.

"Even if you have practiced all kinds of magic, this requires the ability to fight for ruthlessness and courage, and I can't teach you," said the old Taoist shook his head.

The teaching of the law is the teaching of the law, but it is difficult for anyone to ensure that the students have the ability to defeat anyone.

No one can guarantee that whoever practices what kind of martial arts can defeat whoever.

All kinds of magical powers, magic and martial arts are not only needed to be learned, but also to be able to use them, and even to the right level.

He looked at Li Hongru several times and realized that the other party had a fixed cultivation and had his own path of cultivation. If he wanted to build something according to his thoughts, it would be almost impossible to have any potential for shape.

"You have some fate with this golden list," the old Taoist smiled and said, "If you don't dislike it, I will give you this golden list."

"You want to give me this painting treasure?" Li Hongru said strangely.

"It's not useful to put it here, and it's also useful to put it there." The old Taoist nodded and said, "If you can use it, it's better than if I throw it in the cave and waste the resources!"

"The Taoist priest is really noble!"

Li Hongru sighed for a while.

He is a person of the same generation. He has collected many treasures from Kumarasi carefully and will not be delivered even if he cannot use them.

He never wanted to run to this secret realm of the Immortal Realm. When the old Taoist saw that he could trigger the treasure, he gave out such a high-level painting treasure at will.

Li Hongru has no doubt about the level of this kind of painting treasure that can suppress the seventh-grade soul.

Once you have studied it clearly, this kind of painting treasure will die if you shake it.

Of course, he also went to kill others with the painting treasure. Even if he didn't understand it, it would be difficult to subdue the painting treasure. This was also a very good cloth material for Li Hongru.

In Li Hongru's eyes, magic weapons only have two uses.

One is to be able to use it, and the other is to be able to eat it.

Anyone who meets one of the requirements is something he is happy about.

"You are really giving me your baby, please use it whatever you want," Li Hongru asked confirmation.

"Since you are sending it out, the old Taoist will not ask for it back again." The old Taoist smiled and said, "You can use it whatever you want, but when you have never conquered it, don't try this treasure alone, so as not to sink into it."

"Thank you, Master!"

Li Hongru thanked him with his hands.

After he had a spell on the painting treasure, he was unable to stuff it into the small Qiankun bag for a while, which made Li Hongru slightly stunned.

In the past, he had always collected all kinds of treasures. The more he saw, the more he had seen, Li Hongru continued to find that all kinds of things were difficult to put into the small Qiankun bag.

But Li Hongru didn't care about memorizing an extra scroll of paintings.

"Master, you tried hard to grab the scroll, why did you send it out so easily?"

After Li Hongru took the picture scroll on his back and picked ten Bodhi seeds outside the hall and came out of the cave, Kumara Chou couldn't help but ask questions.

"Because I am just me, not him, nor is it the continuation of his life!"

The old Taoist spoke slowly.

His words made it difficult for Kumara to understand, but Princess Iron Fan beside her thoughts a little.

This is probably because Kumarasi insisted on Xiniu Mansion and never visited Fangcun Mountain.

The older generation has estrangements, while the younger generations have mutual communication.

Some things were put down, and others were brought up.

When Princess Iron Fan mentioned that Kumara was influenced by the Buddha's chanting scriptures every day, and there were also many Buddhas' actions of sacrificing themselves to cut their flesh and feeding them, which made the old Taoist's face suddenly become serious.

"You dare to eat his meat, you have grown a few gills," the old Taoist scolded.

"Four" Kumara replied in a silence.

"Four pills are called stomach!"

With one stick, Kumara jumped a lot for a while and was beaten repeatedly. He was beaten up repeatedly. A bunch of purple dizziness floated over his body. He began to crawl into his body, showing the shape of a cow, and lying in the hall made a sound of dry retching.

"You have already merged with the Buddha's flesh and blood in your body, and it is difficult to avoid being controlled by him. You cannot inherit the Kumara family in the future, so as not to fall into his hands and do many things to do for the tiger!"

The old Taoist clinged to the Bodhi branch. Looking at Kumara Chou, who was pulled to the point of nausea and turned it out of the stomach sac, he could only sigh slightly.

Kumara's ugly retching did not vomit anything.

Kumara Chou was liberated from the Lingshan Mountain, but this liberation was only a superficial liberation and did not obtain true freedom.

Whenever the Buddha needs it, a curse in flesh and blood will be naturally traction.

This will even make Kumara Chou naturally close to the Buddha, leading to becoming the other party's loyal subordinate.

"I don't believe it, I can't do cow licking!"
Chapter completed!