In the evening, the setting sun was like fire, and the sunlight sprinkled down like broken gold.

On the pure white rice paper, the last harsh brush stroke fell, and a picture scroll permeated with the vicissitudes of antiquity leaped out.

Clouds and mist circled the mountain, and ancient trees were pale and lush.

At the foot of the deep and gloomy mountains, the originally peaceful town was shrouded in darkness, a hideous and ghastly evil ghost was hunting for food, and the earth was like a prison.

The mountain road was rugged.

An old Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robes was lifting his feet to walk out of the Taoist temple, he had white hair and was full of murderous intent, carrying a pale ancient sword on his back, wanting to go down the mountain to subdue the demons!

Ye Feng stepped back a few steps, gazing at this one day to complete the "Old Monarch back sword picture", silent for a long time, a long sigh.

Laojun carries the sword to save the people!

This is a beautiful trust in his heart.

There are also feelings of resentment.

Nowadays, demons are rampant, evil spirits everywhere, every day we can see all kinds of bizarre death cases.

Even though there were also supernatural beings among the humans who could fight against the demons and ghosts, the number was still too scarce to take care of the deaths of all people.

"When will it end?"

Ye Feng shook his head and took his own exclusive seal on the side and stamped it on the Old Monarch's Sword Carrying Picture.

This painting, if placed in the previous world, was enough to cause a stir and shock the world, but in this turbulent world, it was nothing more than a piece of scrap paper.

Yes.

Ye Feng was a traveler and had already come to this world for a full eighteen years.

When he just came here, he thought that this was a technological world similar to Earth because there were skyscrapers and cell phones and computers.

However, when he saw the news about a stern ghost killing people, his entire body was confused.

This was simply the supernatural world!

This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

Gradually, Ye Feng knew that there were supernaturals in this world.

Either they were born with some kind of ability, or they were cultivated later in life, there was no absolute strength or weakness, it all depended on personal qualifications.

Qualified human beings are a minority, ten thousand people may not be able to appear in one!

And Ye Feng belonged to the majority.

"I should be the most miserably mixed up traveler ......"

Ye Feng laughed to himself.

You have completed a "Heirloom Painting", experience value +1000.

The flat system beep echoed in his mind, Ye Feng habitually called up the system panel and swept his eyes casually.

Host: Ye Feng

[Age: 18]

[Cultivation: None

【Skills: zither (skill near Dao), chess (skill near Dao), calligraphy (skill near Dao), painting (skill near Dao), tea (skill near Dao), wine (skill near Dao), flower (skill near Dao), fishing (skill near Dao), craftsmanship ......】.

It's a long list, so long that you can't even see the head of it.

The hierarchy of skills is very simple, from low to high are:

Beginner's Gate, Small Achievement, Entering the Profound, Practice Makes Perfect, Pure Flame, Unexplainable, Out of the Spirit, Transcendent, Returning to the Essence, and Skill Near to the Way!

Ye Feng had basically reached the level of "skill close to Tao".

Over the past eighteen years, no matter what Ye Feng did, he would get experience value, but it was all in the area of a certain skill.

He didn't bother counting how many skills he knew anymore.

It wasn't much use anyway!

In this world where demons and monsters were rampant, who knew that one day he would somehow die horizontally?

This system was like a chicken rib.

Ye Feng is also open-minded, opened a painting and calligraphy store, can live one day is one day, and so on a few hundred or a few thousand years later, the demons are cleansed a clear, maybe he will be found these heirloom masterpieces, is also regarded as the history of the world.

The just-painted "Laojun Carrying the Sword" was carefully framed and hung on the wall in the center of the store.

Ye Feng scrutinized it for a moment and couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

"Taoist Monarch ah Taoist Monarch, I hope you bring me some good luck, demons and monsters are scared away by you ......"

This painting was the work of his heart and soul, and it took him three days, knowing that in the past, he only used a few hours at most to paint.

The "Laojun Carrying a Sword" could not only be the pinnacle of the painting art, it was also mixed with the calligraphy, sword art, and so on, which was skillful and close to the Tao, and sent Ye Feng's wish of swatting the demons with the sword, so it could be called a work of mastery!

The small store rarely had customers.

It was good to be open once in half a month.

Ye Feng himself planted some vegetables in a flower pot in the house, he pulled a few garlic cloves, cooked them in hot oil, poured in boiling water, and boiled in a letter of hanging noodles.

This was his dinner.

While eating the hanging noodles, Ye Feng opened his cell phone and flipped through the news.

"Kyoto No. 375 Psychic Bus appeared late at night, three Inhumans teamed up to explore it, nowhere to be found, officially classified as a Class B Calamity Event!"

"Yesterday, Sakura Country was attacked by a sea beast, hundreds of thousands of people died tragically, the official used missiles for defense, eventually the sea beast escaped with injuries, classified as a SS level calamity event!"

"Yude Middle School encountered a ghost, the entire school of 2,000 teachers and students only three survived, classified as a B-class calamity event!"

Ye Feng frowned frequently as he watched.

Calamity events were the federal government's classifications of various disaster events, which were categorized into:

D grade, C grade, B grade, A grade, S grade, SS grade, and SSS grade!

The current SSS grade calamity event was just a concept and hadn't really appeared yet, while five years ago, there was an SS grade calamity event in A-Three Kingdoms that led to the loss of millions of lives, and no details had been released so far.

It was worth mentioning.

The division of calamity levels is not based on the terror of the source, but is defined by the number of deaths caused by the calamity!

For example, the 375 psychic bus was actually very terrifying, and there hadn't been any cases of survival so far, but since it appeared very few times and not many people died, the calamity level wasn't high.

This time, it was classified as a B grade, or because of the disappearance of three xenomorphs.

"Yude Middle School ......"

Ye Feng was most concerned about this one event.

Looking at the news introduction, this Yude Middle School was in his city, only about 20 kilometers away from his small store!

"Should I run away?"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly.

After contemplating for a moment, he still dismissed the idea.

Because there weren't many safe places in the world right now, although the paranormal incident at Yude Middle School was horrifying, the degree of calamity wasn't too high, so perhaps it would soon be solved by the Inhumans!

"Dingdong ......"

At this time, the cell phone penguin suddenly popped up a message.

"The Heavenly Exchange Group invites you to join ......"