Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 43 Murder and Silence

Gu Zhao did not go on a killing spree in Jinfeng Hall.

The two leaders, Ren Tianhe from Changping Prefecture and Hong Xin, the local branch god, had been killed by him. The rest were just ordinary people and minions, and there was no point in killing them.

Although the Jinfeng Sect is a cult, the ordinary members at the bottom are not necessarily all bad people. They practice Taoism and cultivate their minds, but killing innocent people is not what Taoists do. They will also have worries in their hearts and their souls will be evil.

So he just used a wind and thunder talisman to throw the Jinfeng Hall into chaos, and then jumped over the wall and left calmly.

……

Painter Lu sat quietly in his studio, nodding his head as he admired his own work.

"What a pity for Brother Zhang." Painter Lu looked at the blue-robed scholar in the painting and couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity! Whether it's Hongyou or Tianfeng, they're both doomed." Another voice suddenly rang out in the quiet room, "A group of men and women without artistic pursuits."

"If it was Hong You, he would at least die without pain." Painter Lu sighed leisurely, then shuddered, "If it was Tian Feng..."

"Shameless! Rude!" Another voice said irritably, as if it had just thought of something. "Such a handsome young man is about to be ruined by that rude man!"

"Exactly. Unlike us, we only paint his face and image in the painting, and then lock his soul in it. He will always be so graceful and elegant, and will never be contaminated by the worldly affairs." Painter Lu sighed.

"Those lustful men and women who only have carnal desires will never be able to experience this kind of transcendental state of mind!" another voice said contemptuously.

"I hope that the enemy that the Jinfeng Sect encounters this time will be stronger, and it would be best if the Jinfeng Sect can be wiped out as well." Painter Lu raised the corner of his mouth.

"The enemy the Golden Wind Cult is facing this time is likely quite formidable. I heard the Golden Wind God King's incense statue was stolen, and the Black Zetsu guardian is also missing." Another voice said, "I wonder how many guardians will be there this time."

"What kind of guardian is Ren Tianhe?" a voice suddenly asked.

"Ren Tianhe is Tianfeng Hu..." Painter Lu replied subconsciously, then suddenly woke up and turned around.

"Squeak-"

The studio door was pushed open, and the handsome young man who had just been taken away by Hong Xin appeared at the door. He looked around the room curiously with a smile on his face. "Who was that person who just spoke? Why can't I hear the person?"

Painter Lu looked at Gu Zhao with an expression of disbelief, "Why are you back?"

"He escaped from Ren Tianhe!" another voice screamed.

This time Gu Zhao saw clearly that the sound came from the bamboo basket that Painter Lu placed in the corner of the wall.

Painter Lu was startled and finally reacted. He flipped his hand and the table next to him flew up into the air and swung towards Gu Zhao, blocking the view of both of them.

Gu Zhao raised his palm and split the table in half. Then he saw Painter Lu holding the scroll in front of him, gesturing in the air with his right hand, and pointing at Gu Zhao, "Master Lan, please take action!"

The next moment, a semi-transparent figure of a man in green clothes walked out of the painting.

The man looked exactly the same as in the painting before, dressed in a blue robe, elegant and handsome, but his eyes had changed from the sadness in the painting to a ferocious look, completely devoid of any consciousness. The paper umbrella in his hand retracted and turned into a sword, bringing up a stream of cold sword energy, and stabbed directly at Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhaoli ignored him and just pinched the Heavenly Thunder Seal and chanted the Thunder Technique, "Thunder and lightning chase each other, heaven and earth are our eyes. All directions are..."

The umbrella sword in the green-clothed man's hand had just stabbed less than three feet in front of Gu Zhao when a surge of energy containing the light of the sun, moon and sky suddenly rose from Gu Zhao's body, and then turned into a torrent, suddenly rushing towards the green-clothed man.

"Oh!"

The man in green was pushed back rapidly with his umbrella, and his body became a little more transparent.

On the other side, Gu Zhao had already raised his palm towards Painter Lu who was holding the bamboo basket.

"Boom!" Painter Lu had just pulled out a scroll from the bamboo basket, but before he could open it, it was shattered by the thunder in his palm, and a wisp of soul in the scroll also dissipated.

Moreover, the scroll was simply unable to neutralize the power of the palm thunder. The purple lightning spread to Painter Lu's body. The thunder entered his body, causing smoke to appear all over his body, tearing his meridians, and severely damaging his sea of ​​consciousness.

"what!"

Painter Lu screamed and reached out to grab another scroll in the bamboo basket.

The next moment, a white light rose from the scroll and instantly enveloped Painter Lu. His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, repairing his torn meridians and damaged sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's the Archmage! Run away!"

A voice came from the scroll, and Painter Lu was about to escape, but a flash of fire suddenly flew from behind him, touched his body, and suddenly turned into a fire net, covering him and the scroll together.

"Ahhhh!" Painter Lu and the scroll screamed together.

"Master, please spare me! Master, please spare me!" Painter Lu curled up on the ground, rolling over and over, begging for mercy.

Waves of white light spread from the scroll, revealing bursts of demonic energy that tried to tear the fire net apart.

Gu Zhao pinched the sword finger with his right hand, inputting the magic power in his body through the air, and the fire shield method continued, compressing the white light of the scroll layer by layer, and finally spreading it to the edge of the scroll, and a light smoke rose from the corner of the scroll.

"Ahhh... Stop burning, stop burning, I'm going to die!" Scroll shouted loudly.

"What are you?" Gu Zhao asked curiously.

It is clearly a painting. If a ghost is possessed in it, why would there be an evil aura?
"I am the Painting Demon! I am the Painting Demon!" the scroll screamed, "Master, spare my life. Don't burn it. If you burn my true form, I will die too!"

"Are you really a monster? Tell me where you came from, otherwise I will burn you to death." Gu Zhao's sword could not move, and the flames of the fire shield continued.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Painter Lu nodded repeatedly.

……

It turns out that the painting monster is actually a painting of a man who has gained intelligence. He is conceited, handsome and elegant. After becoming compatible with Painter Lu, they can cooperate with each other. Painter Lu paints, and the painting monster casts spells to lock the souls of other handsome men in the paintings.

In this way, not only can the painting monster absorb the elegant temperament of those men, but it can also absorb the spiritual power of those men to assist the man and the monster in their cultivation, and at the same time refine them into painting souls as combat weapons.

"What the hell..." Gu Zhao was speechless. Usually, when people talk about bookworms and painting monsters, they are talking about literati and scholars. How could this painting monster be so weird?

"Master, spare my life. I can make you even more elegant and handsome!" The painted demon begged for mercy while still tempting Gu Zhao, "Then you can make those women intoxicated with just a glance."

Gu Zhao's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Really!" Seeing the hope, Painter Lu nodded repeatedly, "Then you can do whatever you want!"

Gu Zhao nodded, his expression suddenly changing, "You mean, I can't attract girls with just my face, right?"

"Dare to insult me, and you shall be punished by death!"

"what?"

"Do not……"

"boom!"

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