Killing God - Chapter 433

Chapter 433 Meet Again

The candlelight lit up in the darkness, emitting a dim yellow light. The bamboo house became more and more quiet, and the wind outside became more and more urgent. The sound of the bamboo waves echoed endlessly in the endless years.

Shen Shi raised his head and saw a picture hanging on the wall.

Then he was stunned for a moment, somewhat surprised and stunned.

Ever since arriving at this Great Bamboo Peak that looked like Sage Yuan Wentian was living in seclusion, Seeing the surrounding scenery, including the bamboo houses, although they did not have the grand atmosphere of a tall hall dedicated to worshipping sages, they could still feel a bit of simplicity in it. After years of silence, they could barely be said to be the demeanor of an expert from outside the world. However, when the candle lit up and he saw the picture in front of him in the bamboo house, Shen Shi was really speechless.

The painting on the wall hung majestically in this most conspicuous place in the bamboo house, but it was an image of a very poor painter. It looked like two people, but it was obvious that the painter had no talent for it. Although he could tell from the style of his handwriting that he was very careful and attentive, the final result was only two words-unsightly.

Shen Shi looked carefully for a while. It was only then that he was able to roughly tell from the two people’s clothing that this should be a man and a woman, Perhaps it was because the painters of this painting were somewhat self-aware, so after barely drawing the two of them, they could only sketch a few simple strokes on their faces. Both of them were only profiles. Therefore, Shen Shi could not see the appearance of the two people on the painting clearly. He could only see that the two men and women in the painting seemed to be holding hands with each other.

At this moment, A ridiculous thought suddenly popped up in Shen Shi’s heart. If this was really the Big Bamboo Peak, However, he couldn’t see the tight security of the Origin Sect at all. Could it be that the sage asked Tiangong back then, knowing that the painting was too bad, he forcefully hung up such a scroll here, so he didn’t let his descendants, including the descendants of the Yuan Clan, come to the Great Bamboo Peak?

With that in mind, Even he shook his head. Feeling that it was too ridiculous, Then, he turned around and looked around. Under the candlelight, the furnishings in this bamboo room were indeed very simple. There was nothing extravagant about it. It looked completely different from the glorious style of the Origin Sect on the Star Seizing Peak. The only tables and chairs were made of bamboo. They were ordinary. However, for some reason, after so many years, these tables and chairs were still not rotten.

The sound of bamboo waves rang out from outside the room. The wind was hurried. After a moment of hesitation, Shen Shi walked to the door and looked outside carefully. The night was cold and bleak. Very quickly, he confirmed that there did not seem to be anyone on this small hill.

With the respect that the Origin Sect had for the saints, and the importance of such a place, this matter seemed somewhat strange no matter how one looked at it.

He turned around and casually walked around the room. He discovered that everything here was very ordinary. It was so ordinary that it didn’t seem like a place where a world-shaking Great Sage lived in seclusion. Perhaps the only thing that was different was the terrible painting hanging on the wall behind the incense table.

Therefore, Shen Shi finally walked back to the painting. Under the flickering candlelight, the light and shadow swayed, causing the two figures on the painting scroll to seem to be swaying as well. There was a faint trace of a strange aura. He couldn’t clearly see the appearance of the man and woman, but after observing them, he could still tell that the two of them seemed to be very close. They held hands side by side and looked into the distance.

After a closer look, Shen Shi discovered that the two people in the painting seemed to be using different strength when drawing. When drawing the man, his brush strength was obviously heavy and thick, so he gave off a calm and composed feeling. It’s just that maybe the painter’s craftsmanship was too bad, Shen Shi looked at it. He actually saw a little wooden on the portrait of the man. It seemed that his drawing skills were insufficient, so it was too late … In contrast, when he drew the woman next to him, the style of the painting was much lighter. His hair was hanging down his shoulders, and several clothes were also painted in a fluttering state, as if he wanted to draw a fairy who was dressed like snow and dust. However, it was still the same sentence. The painter hadn’t finished his work, and the result was terrible. Fortunately, he couldn’t see his face. If it was just a silhouette, it could barely be said that it made people think about it.

Shen Shi shook his head. An extremely strange feeling surged in his heart. He really couldn’t figure out why such a terrible painting scroll would be hung here if Yuan Wentian really lived in seclusion. Could it be that the man in this painting was the Sage Wen Tiangong himself? Could it be that the descendants of Yuan Wentian were here to worship their ancestors?

Thinking of this, Shen Shi himself didn’t believe it. The corner of his mouth twitched. He thought to himself, with the respect and admiration Yuanshi Sect and the Yuan Clan disciples had for Duke Wentian, the ancestor of the Sage, which junior dared to do such a thing? He feared that he wouldn’t be beaten to death on the spot immediately. In this way, it seemed that Yuan Wentian was the only person who dared to hang such a terrible painting scroll in such an important place, and Yuanshi Sect and the descendants of the Yuan Clan didn’t dare to object or even act rashly.

But who was the person in this painting?

Could it really be Yuan Wentian himself? In that case, could it be that the Great Sage seemed to have some sort of narcissism under his brilliant reputation? Even such a terrible painter like him was smugly hanging on the wall. But who was that woman?

Or perhaps it could be said that the man in this painting was not Yuan Wentian at all. Even that woman was only two people who had some sort of relationship with Sage Yuan Wentian. It was just that she did not know what their identities were, and would make a peerless figure like Sage Yuan rather endure such a terrible painter hanging on the wall of her residence.

Thinking about it, Shen Shi only felt that his head was about to crack but he didn’t think of anything. In the end, he could only smile bitterly and turn his head. He thought to himself, Senior Sage, a peerless figure, must be different from a mortal like him. It was normal for him to be unable to understand their actions.

After confirming that there was no one else on the Great Bamboo Peak, Shen Shi looked much more relaxed. After walking around the bamboo house, he brought some curiosity to a few smaller bamboo houses nearby to take a look. However, everything looked so ordinary and ordinary. There was nothing unusual about it. Of course, he did not find any divine arts and magic treasures left behind by the senior sages. Shen Shi couldn’t help but feel a little regretful when he relaxed. However, thinking about it, this place wasn’t the tomb of a sage. Of course, there was no way there would be a peerless treasure buried with it. He really thought too much about it.

Unknowingly, he walked back to the bamboo room at the beginning. Looking at it for so long, it seemed that the only strange thing about this bamboo peak was the painting scroll.

However, Shen Shi could only look up and down from left to right. Still, he couldn’t see any hidden secrets in this painted scroll. In the middle of it, he even had the guts to apologize to the Primordial Sage ten thousand years ago. After that, he lightly touched the scroll a few times, but he still didn’t get anything. The painting looked like an ordinary scroll.

Shen Shi shook his head. He thought that perhaps that was all. However, he immediately thought that the reason he was able to reach this mountain was because of the guidance of the Immortal Slaying Remnant Sword. After pondering for a moment, he stretched out his hand again and took out the broken sword that he had put back into Ruyi’s bag. The broken sword was dim and devoid of light, as if it had completely fallen into slumber. There was no reaction from the light.

He tried to swing it a few times, but the Immortal Slaying Remnant Sword did not move at all. In the end, he could only shrug his shoulders. He thought to himself that he really did not have the luck and was prepared to withdraw his sword. However, at this moment, the dim yellow candle in the room suddenly shook.

Shen Shi’s body suddenly paused and he stood in place.

Moments later, the candle returned to normal, as if the cold wind from outside the window had occasionally blown in, bringing with it a chill. Deep into the night, the wind was hurrying, and the bamboo waves were like waves, wave after wave, as if they were constantly surging in from afar.

At the same time, in the silent bamboo room, an extremely soft “rope” suddenly sounded.

Shen Shi suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the painting again.

The painting scroll was slowly trembling. As the light and shadows swayed, the scene trembled slightly. It was as if there was an illusion that the characters on the painting had faintly come to life. Shen Shi felt a chill suddenly appear in his heart and his heart skipped a beat. He had witnessed many strange and terrifying things in the past. He had even seen the horrifying scene of the Ten Thousand Ghosts crying in pursuit under the Soul Suppressing Abyss in the mountains. However, for some reason, he suddenly felt that the fear he felt at this moment seemed to surpass all the previous times.

The two figures with terrible painting styles trembled slightly under the dim yellow candlelight. Suddenly, a gaze appeared on the painting. The invisible gaze gave him an unprecedented feeling of terror, as if they were unimaginably terrifying existences, as if they had glanced at ants.

Shen Shi couldn’t help but take a step back. His breathing suddenly became rapid, as if all the blood in his body was going to freeze in an instant. Fortunately, this strange feeling came and went quickly. When the cold wind dissipated and the candle flames calmed down again, the painting scroll also quieted down, and the two of them seemed to have returned to their original appearances.

“Pa-pa!” Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out. However, the portrait trembled slightly. Something actually fell from the back of the scroll and landed on the incense table.

Shen Shi was shocked. He lowered his head and looked. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised. For a moment, he seemed to be unable to believe his eyes. A moment later, he suddenly pounced in front of the incense table and grabbed the thing that had fallen. It was a first-grade dim light that looked ordinary and similar to an iron sheet. The shape of the long strip was incomplete on both sides, as if it had been broken for many years.

Shen Shi held his breath and stared blankly at the fragment. Then, he slowly moved the Immortal Slaying Remnant Sword fragment over from his other hand.

Gently, put them together.

The gaps slowly overlapped, bit by bit, until they completely merged together without any gaps.

Then, a wisp of brilliance suddenly lit up. Soft and warm white light flickered non-stop on the two fragments. It seemed to be cheering and joyful. It seemed to be missing after millions of years. Finally, it gathered on the crack. The white light became even more brilliant and gradually dazzling. An ancient power suddenly emerged from this dark night.

It sounded like a Brahma Gita, chanting in the heavens; It was like a sky filled with gods and buddhas, looking at this direction. The wind and clouds surged, gathering from all directions. The bamboo waves were like huge waves that surged into the sky.

“Pa!”

With a rumble, everyone was silent!

In an instant, all of the abnormal phenomena dissipated like the tide, and the light curled up like a pure white afterglow, sprinkling in front of Shen Shi.

The two broken swords merged into one.