Creation Color Master

In the Blood Demon Cave, the Blood Robe Old Ancestor opened his eyes. After a day of recuperation and with the help of elixirs, his internal injuries were finally fully recovered.

He just thought about it and called the other nine blood guards together.

In a secret room in the Blood Demon Cave, there are piles of various treasures looted by the Blood Robe Ancestor. The two men are guarding the secret room leisurely, protecting the safety of the property.

But then the two of them looked at each other in surprise, and realizing that they were being summoned by their master, they quickly left the secret room.

On a bed in the room, a woman was practicing, surrounded by a faint mist, as if pulling her into an endless fantasy.

The woman, aware of the summons, stopped practicing and quickly left the room.

At the same time, the Blood Guards in other places, no matter what they were doing, put down their work the moment they received the summons and quickly came towards the Blood Robe Ancestor.

Meanwhile in the imperial capital, Wang Ximeng had just finished regulating his breathing due to the huge consumption of energy last night. Although painting yesterday was too difficult, fortunately Wang Ximeng did not gain nothing. His cultivation level rose to the peak of the second level of awakening consciousness, and he was only one step away from the soul-forming level.

Lai Buyi also approached Wang Ximeng as soon as possible.

Tang Tiansheng, who had just finished his morning court session, was now in the Taiji Hall, standing in front of a huge painting and admiring it carefully.

On top of it, there are layers of green mountains, reflected hills, waterfalls and rapids, and so on, with different scenery.

At this time, the eunuch Wubao walked in slowly and reported respectfully: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wang has woken up. I heard that Master Lai Buyi has rushed over. Do you want to summon him?"

Hearing this, Tang Tiansheng smiled and said, "That's not necessary. Wubao, just take the imperial edict with you to announce it. Remember to bring the reward with you."

Wu Bao led a group of people and marched towards the palace where Wang Ximeng was resting. Countless eunuchs and maids saw everything. At the same time, everyone knew that from now on, another person would rise to prominence.

In the courtyard, Wu Bao saw this extraordinary man who painted all over the country in one day, and immediately smiled and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, you two, from now on you will rise to great heights. His Majesty's imperial edict has arrived, why don't you kneel down and receive it quickly."

Upon hearing this, the two men knelt down on the ground and said, "We, the humble servant Wang Ximeng (Lai Buyi), accept the decree."

Wu Bao slowly unfolded an imperial edict and said, "In compliance with the will of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims that there is a painter named Xi Meng who has superb painting skills and realistic techniques, and is a unique artist. He is granted the title of 'Painting Master', promoted to the fifth rank, and is granted a set of painting robes, ten thousand taels of gold, and other rewards, and is appointed to the Painting Department."

"In compliance with the will of Heaven, the Emperor proclaims that Feng Shui Master Lai Buyi has mastered the art of Feng Shui to the extreme. He is ordered to join the Imperial Observatory immediately and be in charge of all Feng Shui patterns in the Imperial Capital. He is granted the title of Feng Shui Master, a rank of Fifth Grade, and a set of Feng Shui robes, a set of skills, and several spiritual objects. He is to take up his post in the Imperial Observatory immediately."

As the five guarantees were announced, Lai Buyi and Wang Ximeng knelt down to thank them for the reward.

Today, the two of them can be said to be truly proud of themselves. They have become third-rank officials in one step, and their goals have finally been achieved.

Just as the two were accepting the reward, Chu Mo seemed to sense something strange. He saw a wisp of luck from the sky coming across time and space and directly sank into Chu Mo's sea of ​​consciousness.

Chu Mo just smiled slightly when he saw this, because he had already guessed it when he saw the luck.

At this moment, a figure flashed in the distance and fled quickly into the distance.

Chu Mo saw all of this, but did not take any action. He still understood the principle of playing the long game to catch the big fish.

Chu Mo, who was unaware that the Blood Robe Ancestor and the other twelve Blood Guards had already set their sights on him, was now thinking about how to capture them all in one fell swoop.

Because of the blood soul mark, the Blood Robe Patriarch found Chu Mo and his group very easily, but he did not rush to take action. Instead, he sent out the Blood Guards to find out about Chu Mo's situation.

At this time, the Blood Robe Ancestor was standing proudly, admiring the scenery halfway up the mountain while waiting for the Blood Guard who was gathering information to come back.

Only by understanding the basic situation of the opponent first and then making battle deployments can you never fight an unprepared battle.

Soon, the fifth and ninth blood guards came in a hurry and said, "Master, we have already found out the situation outside, but the other side seems to have a strong guard. When we were retreating, the strong man discovered us."

The Blood Robe Patriarch was not surprised when he heard this. He said, "Haha, he was able to easily kill Cao Ning, Zhu Zizhen and the other two, and he even dared to come to our territory on his own initiative. If he didn't have any trump cards, he probably wouldn't have the courage to do this."

"Tell me in detail what you have learned."

The ninth blood guard was a thief. He slowly said, "According to my investigation, Chu Mo is guarded by three people. They are a Buddhist cultivator at the second level of soul-bearing stage, a military strategist at the quasi-third level, and the other strong man, who should be at the third level of consciousness. From my feeling, his cultivation level is probably on par with yours, my master."

The Blood Robe Patriarch narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, and then asked, "What do you mean by openly? Is there someone else he is hiding in secret? Tell me the details quickly."

The Ninth Blood Guard explained, "There are six assassins hiding around him, their auras are connected, and their cultivation is at the second level of awakening. This is all the power around him."

Hearing this, the Blood Robe Patriarch nodded slowly and said, "Okay, in that case, Eighth Blood Guard, Ninth Blood Guard, both of you have been stuck at the peak of the Second Level Soul Conceiving Stage for many years. Today you will deal with the six assassins in the dark."

A man and a woman half-knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, Master."

Then he called out the names again: "Fifth Blood Guard, Sixth Blood Guard, Seventh Blood Guard, the three of you discuss carefully which quasi-third realm military cultivator your opponent is. This person has the most blood soul marks on his body, which means he has rich combat experience. He usually fights in battles. The three of you will fight one of him, so be careful."

"Fourth Blood Guard, the second-level Soul Pregnancy Stage Buddhist cultivator is now in your hands."

Four people walked out of the team and half-knelt on the ground to receive orders.

Then, the Blood Robe Patriarch looked at the three powerful figures in the front and said, "First Blood Guard, Second Blood Guard, Third Blood Guard, your cultivation is all at the Third Realm Purple Mansion Stage, and you are also the trump cards in my hands. I want you to work together to kill that Third Realm strongman, how about it?"

The three in front half-knelt on the ground and said: "We will obey the master's order and will do our best to kill that man."

The Blood Robe Patriarch nodded, then murmured, "As for that Chu Mo, of course I will personally take action. I will personally avenge my disciple."

The Blood Robe Patriarch slowly stood up and looked at the nine figures in front of him. These were the foundation he had collected throughout his life. Thinking of the hardships in refining these blood slaves, the Blood Robe Patriarch revealed a bitter smile.

If I had no choice, why would I choose the path of blood cultivation? I would not leave where I live and run to this deep mountain forest. Unfortunately, everything can't go back.

He did not regret choosing to practice the Blood Demon Technique. It was it that gave him the dignity to live and the opportunity to climb to the top step by step.

He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make the Blood Robe Patriarch's reputation famous again.

Following the order from the Blood Robe Old Ancestor, the nine people quickly rushed into the dense forest and killed Chu Mo and his group.