Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
A Painting
The room on the fifth floor was not too small nor was it too big. The room is about four times four meters.
Everything in the room was antique and rare luxury items. Various kinds of ornaments that are there are placed in the right place and should be. This makes the fifth floor room more beautiful and magnificent.
Although it looks simple, but whatever is there is high value and full of art.
Chen Li himself loved art, which is why he was constantly amazed to see the ornaments or paintings found there.
A painting was clearly displayed before his eyes. The painting was about one and a half meters long. The young man was amazed and felt pain.
When he looked at the painting, he immediately daydreamed. The young man was stunned for a while.
The painting is like being able to attract his tribe. The content of the painting especially.
Actually, what painting is now being seen by the Soulless Swordsman?
It turns out that the painting is nothing but a painting that depicts the events of the great war several years ago.
In the painting it is clearly described how great and terrible the great war event of the greatest.
Beside him were several rolls of paper that told how the brief incident of the great war was.
All of these works are very nice and neat. For a lifetime, Chen Li had never found such a beautiful painting.
Swordsman Without feeling amazed because the painting was like life. The painting looks very real.
But the young man was more amazed that the painter could write down the great war scene in great detail.
Who painted it? Is the person who wrote it still the same person?
But behind that admiration, there was a feeling of pain that he was feeling right now. A very painful feeling. If he hadn't gotten the keys to life, he might have fallen unconscious by now.
Finally Chen Li had gotten the key so he could endure the pain.
He was sick because what was painted there was an incident at a time when his father was in a critical state. Some big figures were surrounding him. His father was lying on the ground with a lot of blood.
Which child would not feel pain if he was in Chen Li's current position?
"Isn't the painting very good?" a raucous hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Chen Li looked back. It turned out that there was already an old man who was smiling while stroking his white beard.
"True, this painting is so beautiful. Even more amazing, the painter was able to give a very complete description,"
"Yes, very good. Do you know who the painter is?"
Chen Li shook his head. Of course he did not know, let alone himself just saw the painting.
"The painter is named Siau Bu Si, he is commonly nicknamed Painter Sakti Puller Soul,"
"That sounds like a really great person" Chen Li praised.
In this Sung Empire, the name Siau Bu Si is no stranger. Everyone knows and has heard his name. He was a very skilled painter in his field.
Everything he painted was beautiful. Always life. Anyone who sees his work will feel his soul drifting into the painting.
"He was a great man" the old man confirmed.
The profession of painter at that time was indeed very profitable. If the original painting is quite expensive, what happens if the painting is as beautiful as the work made by Siau Bu Si?
"Young brothers are very wrong, just to make this painting does not cost at all," said the old man.
"really?" chen Li asked in disbelief.
To make a masterpiece that is so beautiful and full of art like that, it does not need to cost you one bit. Is what the old man said true?
"Of course it's true. Why would I lie?"
"Every thing that a human being does has its own reasons. So, what is the reason for the person to make this painting without having to spend a penny?"
"True, and he has a reason of his own. What do you see in this painting?" ask the old man with a face that is starting to get serious.
"In this painting I saw the Thunder Swordsman who was the strongest swordsman in the Wei Empire being sprawled on the ground with extremely severe injuries all over his body. Around him were some great figures from the Sung Empire, even Emperor Sung Poan Siu was also in it,"
"According to your guess, what have they done to the Swordsman of the Thunder?"
"They've hurt him,"
"Savvy. That's the real thing. And the creation of this painting aims to raise the spirit of the citizens of the Sung Empire. They are required to imitate the great figures in the painting. If you face a very strong character alone, maybe we will not be able to fight it. But if it is united, then the situation can be reversed. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I get. Unite we firm, move we crumble,"
"really. But other than that, there are other reasons besides those,"
"What is that reason?" chen Li asked, becoming interested.
"The other reason is to make the person concerned with the painting suffer,"
Chen Li silenced her mouth right then and there. His anger wanted to surge out, fortunately he was already able to master himself. So even though his heart was very upset, the young man could still hold it in and even smile.
He knew and understood the meaning of the old man's words. It's just that he refused to reveal it.
"True, if there are relatives who see this painting picture, then that person will definitely suffer. Which family doesn't get hurt if they see a painting of their own family dying?"
"You're a really smart young man" praised the elder.
Chen Li simply nodded with a smile. He doesn't want to talk much anymore. Coincidentally at that moment a restaurant waiter had come to him to ask for an order.
"Give me the most expensive and delicious food menu, also provide three fragrant and most expensive wine jars" said Chen Li.
"Senior wants to eat with me?"
"No, thanks. It just so happened that I also ordered food first," he replied smiling.
He then stepped onto his own desk.
Chen Li was already sitting at his desk as well. He no longer looked back and forth, the young man was currently staring at the table before him.
What's on that table?
Actually the one being stared at is not a table. Although his gaze was fixed on the item, but his tribe actually drifted far into the imaginary realm.
One determination suddenly appeared in his mind. He wanted to find Siau Bu Si the Painter Sakti the Soul Puller.