Chapter 330

On the painting scroll, the magnificent mountains and rivers laid out in ink and wash suddenly came to life. A great river rippled with light, rolling up waves, with a thousand magnificent sights. Qian Chen opened the Heaven-Luo San and stepped into the painting. He saw that on the scroll, there was now an extra scholar walking with an umbrella.

The scholar stood at the bow of a small boat on the great river, riding the light boat up the river.

Wang Rong's expression was solemn; he pointed at the painting floating in mid-air. He saw the long river in the scroll suddenly churn up giant waves. The array seals in the painting were activated, coming from all directions, accompanied by the churning of muddy waves, attacking the small boat.

Qian Chen raised the Heaven-Luo San!

The blank sky on the painting scroll gradually turned cyan, and on the slightly yellowed painting paper, a touch of crisp blue dyed the horizon. The color gradually deepened, and soon, it made the sky a vast blue; this color was like the clear sky washed after rain.

The clear sky hung down, protecting the small boat, and no matter how violently the muddy waves transformed by the seals surged and churned, they could not invade the boat.

Qian Chen sat at the bow of the boat, hugging his knees, reading the mountains and waters on both banks.

On his shoulder, a bean-sprout-like little person held a brush and jumped for joy. Wang Rong's pupils shrank slightly, and a layer of strange brilliance appeared in his eyes.

He saw the little person in the painting lift its brush to dot and transform the green mountains on both banks. The scenery of mountains and rivers entered its brush, and as it flowed from the brush, it dyed the peaks, rivers, and waterfalls with color.

The color of the clear sky fell, and at the tip of the little monster's brush, the peaks were dyed green, the rivers turned emerald, and the green and emerald colors were layered and dyed. The brushwork was fine but not trivial, and the colors were magnificent but not dry; it was full of charm.

The mountains on both banks and the river under the boat changed colors as Qian Chen's small boat went upstream. A bright yet not seductive golden-emerald luster depicted a picture of the early autumn river scenery.

Wherever Qian Chen went, the muddy waves calmed down.

The early spring splash-ink magnificent mountains and rivers painting, as spring passed and autumn came, transformed into a green autumn landscape.

Wang Dun saw this scene, his face turned gloomy, and he said angrily, "This person walks through the Magnificent Shanhe Picture and still isn't satisfied; he actually wants to color it and redraw a copy."

"After this painting is finished, will it be our Wang family's magnificent mountains and rivers, or his green mountains and waters?"

As the painting scroll unfolded, peaks, rivers, waterfalls, villages, long bridges, plank roads, pines and cypresses, cultivated bamboos, carriages and horses, boats, pedestrians, and ferrymen appeared one by one before everyone's eyes, being recolored by the little monster on Qian Chen's shoulder.

Beyond the black and white ink, the gorgeous colors of green, emerald, and gold flowed out. It made everyone outside the painting feel that what was under the brush of the Ear-Dao God was the true magnificent mountains and rivers.

A long scroll soon reached its end, and the essence and charm of the southern mountains and rivers were all contained in this painting. At the blank space at the bottom of the scroll, Qian Chen took the Ear-Dao God's brush, swung it with a stroke, split the mountains surrounding Shu, and pointed the brush tip directly at Guanzhong. On that painting, he drew a city!

Chang'an!

Wang Rong's face shook violently; he couldn't help but reach out and grab the painting scroll. He almost couldn't hold the painting, murmuring in his mouth, "Chang'an! Chang'an!" Wang Rong looked at the city, and his Dao heart could not stabilize.

Chang'an... besides being the splendor of the Great Tang, how could it not be the knot in the hearts of all the noble families who moved south?

Looking up to see the sun, but not seeing Chang'an. The gentry moved south, how many families of overseas guests.

Wang Dun saw this and hurriedly snatched the painting scroll, rolling it up with force. The painting scroll flew up, the mountains and rivers in the painting collapsed, the seals rolled back, crushing down toward where Qian Chen was, destroying the heaven and earth in the painting.

Wang Rong's face changed drastically, and he said, "Chuzhong, what are you doing?"

The collapsing heaven and earth overturned the mountains and rivers, and the surging tide of destruction swept toward where Qian Chen was. Yet Qian Chen looked back in the city of Chang'an, watching the terrifying tide of heaven and earth collapsing, crashing against the ancient city, yet it stood motionless...

Wang Dun's expression was ferocious: "Big Brother, he is going to destroy your Dao heart!"

Si Qingcheng was already furious, pulled out the Silver Jiao Blade from her sleeve, rose up, waved her large sleeves, and a small jade seal smashed toward the two Wang family members.

Wang Rong hurriedly said, "Princess, please calm your anger!"

The magic power of the "Haotian Profound Scripture" opened up layers of illusory heaven and earth, trapping that jade seal within them. Where the jade seal went, it broke through seventy-seven layers of heaven before stopping. Wang Rong looked at the jade seal that was only a few layers of illusory heaven and earth away from him, almost hanging on the tip of his nose, and wiped cold sweat from his heart.

At the same time, he was terrified; the Sixteenth Princess's cultivation progress was too fast!

At this moment, in the mountains and rivers scroll behind them, a sword light suddenly rose, stabbing directly at Wang Dun. The Martial Path Divine Image on Wang Dun's body suddenly condensed. The divine image held two maces and slashed forward, the force like splitting a mountain.

But that sword light was like a hot knife through butter, instantly piercing through the divine image and cutting off that spirit. Wang Dun's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, but Wang Rong was stiff all over and didn't dare to move.

Because the tip of the sword of emotion was already pointing directly at Wang Dun's pupil, hanging on his iris at a distance of no more than a needle's tip.

Wang Rong hurriedly bowed long, bowed his body and said, "My younger brother is rude and has offended the Daoist. I hope the Daoist will forgive his ignorance."

Qian Chen's tone was cold: "I said, I will only treat you Wang family members as having two heads. If there is a next time, I will kill you!"

Having said that, he swung his sword and cut off Wang Dun's hair bun!

Wang Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled up the disheveled Wang Dun. Qian Chen spread out the painting scroll, and saw that the mountains and rivers in the painting had all been restored, but it was no longer the splash-ink style like clouds and smoke that Wang Rong had brought, but a piece of green mountains and clear waters.

Wang Dun activated the seals in the painting, destroying everything in the painting, but it was equivalent to refining this painting scroll again. After the seals were restored, it unexpectedly absorbed the charm left by Qian Chen, completely changing this painting.

Now this thing belongs to Qian!

Wang Rong watched the painting scroll unfold slowly, reaching Bashu, but unfolding through Hanzhong, the charm of the mountains and rivers of Longxi and Guanzhong, finally stopping at the city of Chang'an...

He saw the strange yet familiar things of Chang'an and couldn't help but shed tears in dejection.

"Half a country is finally complete..." Wang Rong bowed and said, "These magnificent mountains and rivers should belong to Daoist Qian!"

Qian Chen lifted his brush to complete the mountains and rivers of the north, but when he wanted to paint beyond Tongguan, he suddenly paused his brush, remembering that in this world, he had not yet traveled the mountains and rivers of the north.

Beyond Guandong, he had no memory at all.

For Guanzhong and the Western Regions, he painted with the mountains and rivers of the Great Tang. Even if the charm was different, that sense of prosperity and magnificence fit perfectly with the imagination of the noble families who were huddled in the southern half of the country.

But beyond Guanzhong, he couldn't paint the high-rise buildings, trains, and railways of Henan and Hebei!

Qian Chen could only sigh and say, "It seems that only after traveling the north can I continue to slowly fill in the painting!" Qian Chen shook his head slightly and said, "Without the north, it cannot be called magnificent mountains and rivers. Let's call this picture 'Autumn Colors of Shanhe'!"

"When I finish painting it, I will change it back to its original name!"

Qian Chen shamelessly claimed the credit of the Ear-Dao God as his own. The little monster jumped up and down on Qian Chen's shoulder foolishly, not caring at all that its masterpiece was entrusted under Qian Chen's name.

Wang Rong took an array map from his sleeve and presented it to Qian Chen, saying, "This is the Wang family's 'Continued Picture of the Woqi Scripture.' The eight formations of Heaven-Covering, Earth-Carrying, Wind-Rising, Cloud-Drooping, Dragon-Flying, Tiger-Winged, Bird-Soaring, and Snake-Coiling are widely circulated in the world. Any military inheritance will always record one or two."

"But apart from the Eight Formations Picture created by Prime Minister Zhuge Wu Hou of the Former Han, only our Wang family's 'Woqi Scripture' has obtained the essence of the Qimen Dunjia array method. The Zhuge family's Eight Formations Picture was passed from Feng Hou to Taigong Wang, Taigong Wang passed it to Huangshi True Person, and Huangshi True Person passed it to the Marquis of Liu, and the Marquis of Liu passed it to Wu Hou!"

"And our Wang family's 'Woqi Scripture' was passed from Feng Hou to Taigong Wang, Taigong Wang passed it to Guiguzi, and Guiguzi passed it to our ancestor Wang Jian!"

Qian Chen spread out the array map and saw the eight formations listed on it, containing infinite mysteries. Ordinary cultivators would mostly see it as a heavenly book and wouldn't be able to comprehend anything. If someone like Yuanhao, who was half-knowledgeable, came, I'm afraid that if he took one look, his mind would sink into it.

Qian Chen thought that he would probably only be able to see the Bird-Soaring Formation before his heart's blood withered and he died.

Only those like Xie Daoyun and Qian Chen, whose array cultivation had entered the door, could browse the whole map and comprehend it slightly.

Wang Rong said, "All three rounds are over, and my younger brother offended you first. Besides apologizing to the Princess in front of the noble families tomorrow, I will not set a time limit for lending this map to the Daoist to comprehend this time. It is limited to one time. How much the Daoist can comprehend is how much it is. Wang and his brother will just wait on the side!"

Si Qingcheng's expression finally eased slightly, and she said to Qian Chen, "Senior Brother, do you want to comprehend it in the quiet room?"

Qian Chen shook his head slightly and said, "Let's do it right here! Just help me get some counting rods and yarrow stalks!"

Si Qingcheng said happily, "I have them all here!" She went away happily, and after a while, she brought in many yarrow roots and several magic tools for divination.

Qian Chen spread out the array map and began to ponder, occasionally fiddling with the yarrow stalks in his hand to deduce with the I Ching.

The composition of the "Woqi Scripture Eight Formations Picture" is based on the four spaces of Qian, Kun, Xun, and Gen as the main formations of Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Cloud.

The northwest is the Qian land, and Qian is the Heaven Formation. The southwest is the Kun land, and Kun is the Earth Formation. The southeast land is where Xun resides, and Xun is the Wind Formation. The northeast land is where Gen resides, and Gen is the mountain; mountains and rivers produce clouds, which is the Cloud Formation.

These four formations are the essentials of the Eight Trigrams and are the most profound inheritance of the eight-gate array method. They contain all the mysteries of Qimen Dunjia! If one is slightly proficient in these four formations, then there will be no eight-gate array method in the Central Lands that Qian Chen cannot break, and there will be no more seals in this world that can trap Qian Chen. Open, Rest, Life, Injury, Stagnation, View, Death, and Surprise—these eight gates are like looking at patterns on one's palm.

Also, Water, Fire, Metal, and Wood are used as the four strange formations of Dragon, Tiger, Bird, and Snake. The formation is laid out with the Green Dragon on the left, the White Tiger on the right, the Zhu Que in front, and the Black Tortoise snake behind, leaving the center empty.

These four strange formations correspond to the constellations above and are the essence of the Ziwei Three Enclosures magic arts.

They also contain the secrets of the Five Elements. Although they are slightly inferior to the four main formations in terms of the origin of the array method, after all, the great secrets of the universe, the Eight Trigrams and the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams are the changes of Yin and Yang, which are closer to the origin of the array method than the Five Elements.

With the combination of the main and strange, the Eight Trigrams and the Five Elements have already incorporated the fundamental principles of all array methods in the world. Unless it is an array set up by the sect leaders and Dao ancestors, all array principles will not go beyond this.

Qian Chen looked at the four strange array maps and suddenly realized—

He knew where the layout of the Jiankang Great Array came from! Daoist Zhang Tianshi of the Zhengyi Sect... isn't that the descendant of the Marquis of Liu? No wonder the array he set up clearly came from the Eight Formations Picture. No wonder the calculations Wu Hou left in Jin Ling pitted the national destiny of Southern Jin into it.

No wonder the noble families could move their hands and feet on the great array to intercept the image of the Zhu Que for their own importance.

It turns out that their inheritance all came from one source.

This Eight Formations Picture is the total secret of the geomancy of Jin Ling and the Jiankang Great Array!

Qian Chen raised his head slightly, looked at Wang Rong, and understood why the Wang family flourished after the founding of Southern Jin. With Qian Chen's array cultivation, he could only slightly touch the four formations of Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Cloud, and comprehend the four formations of Dragon, Tiger, Bird, and Snake.

And if he could only comprehend it once, he would mostly start from the Snake-Coiling Formation, and by the time he reached the Dragon-Flying Formation, he would have exhausted his spirit. If he continued to comprehend it, I'm afraid that by the day of the decisive battle with Wang Longxiang, he would not be able to recover.

In such a state of fatigue and spiritual exhaustion, the chance of winning would naturally be slim.

But with such an opportunity in front of him, how many people can resist the temptation and stop at the right time? I'm afraid there isn't one who is truly obsessed with array methods.

"The Wang family has a good calculation. No wonder they are so generous to show me the Eight Formations Picture, which records the pivot of the Jiankang Great Array and the origin of the world's array methods. What are the three rounds of competition? This is the real killer move."

Whether Qian Chen can resist the temptation is actually hard to say.

After all, for a cultivation talent like him, fame, wealth, power, and beauty are no longer temptations. Only the Great Dao is in front of him, which any cultivation talent, even the Supreme Dao Ancestor, cannot refuse.

Hearing the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening!

With the Great Dao in front, one can put life and death aside, let alone a duel? A little honor and disgrace?

It can be said that if Qian Chen endured it, it would show that his concept of honor and disgrace is still above the Great Dao, and his future would be slightly dim.

"Fortunately, I hid deep enough!" Qian Chen secretly said: "You think I am a descendant of the Supreme Dao and a true transmission of Louguan? Actually, I am an Innate Spirit Treasure!"

Under one thought, the self-consciousness of the Dao-Dust Pearl in his soul moved slightly, branding the entire array map!

"Stupid! Grandpa is a cheat... beep..."

Qian Chen put his spirit into the Eight Formations Picture in his hand and began to comprehend it carefully. Beside him, Si Qingcheng sat opposite the two Wang family members, protecting him. And Cui Dan sat on the side, trying hard to make it look like he was protecting him.