Chapter Four Painting

  Egg's father saw his son's actions and was startled, shouting with a fierce face: "Egg, what are you doing?! Don't move!"

  The roar was like thunder, and it reached Er Dan's ears.

  Ergou's eyes welled up with tears, and he gave a sorrowful smile. "Father, Ergou is unfilial, from now on I won't be able to show filial piety to you and Mother again, Ergou will take his leave first!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Er Gou didn't hesitate at all, and with a forceful tug on the rope, he fell straight down into the Burial Dragon Abyss.

  No!!!!!!!

  The father was suddenly knocked to the ground, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Er Long's grave. He quickly scrambled to the edge of the Yellow Springs Road and let out a heart-wrenching roar: "NOOOO!!! ER LONG!!! ER LONG!!!"

  No way! No matter what, I must find Er Dan! Even if it's Er Dan's corpse, I must see him!

  Thinking of this, Er Dan's father suddenly stood up and rushed towards the end of the Yellow Spring Road, regardless of how difficult and dangerous it was. He wanted to enter the bottom of the Burial Dragon Abyss to find his son who might be dead or alive. As a father, he couldn't let his son's body be exposed in the wilderness.

  Buried Dragon Abyss has only one entrance, which is from the valley below Buried Dragon Mountain. This means that Er Dan's father must pass through the Yellow Spring Road and then descend Buried Dragon Mountain to enter the bottom of Buried Dragon Abyss.

  At this time, say two eggs again.

  The two eggs fell at an extremely fast speed, just like a meteor falling from the sky, and in the blink of an eye they were about to fall into the abyss.

  But at this moment, a gentle force suddenly emanated from his arms, enveloping him and slowly putting him on the ground.

  The two eggs were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up with joy, and they hastily reached into their own bosoms to retrieve a wooden sign.

  The wooden sign shone brightly, and it was clear that the gentle power that had just saved Er Dan came from this wooden sign.

  This wooden sign was exactly what Master Tian Dao Men gave to Er Dan as a token of his apprenticeship.

  This wooden sign is specially used by the Tiandao Sect to recruit disciples. In order to prevent their carefully selected disciples from encountering danger, a restriction was added to each wooden sign. This restriction can save people three times, and every time it is used, a crack will appear on the wooden sign. After being used three times, the wooden sign will shatter directly.

  Unlike the Forbidden Arts, Array Techniques are special methods used in specific ways to form a technique of varying power. The things involved are extremely complex and many people spend their entire lives studying them without even scratching the surface.

  Seals, in fact, are also a kind of formation technique. This magic is more flexible and can change with the thoughts and ideas of the person casting it. Simply put, seals tend to be more spiritual.

  Some great masters often set up a ban with just one thought, as long as the thought is not extinguished and is not destroyed by other great masters, it will continue to run.

  Of course, this is a restriction set by some powerful beings, and the restrictions in his wooden board are worlds apart from these.

  "I didn't expect that I wouldn't die! This wooden plaque is truly amazing! It actually saved my life!" Yang Chen's face was filled with joy, and he stroked the wooden plaque, his emotions stirred. At the same time, in his heart, he had even more longing for the Tiandao Gate. If a small wooden plaque could have such power, then what would happen if he were to learn from it and return?

  Two eggs did not get dizzy with joy, took two deep breaths, calmed down his mood, he knew that although he didn't die now, but he was trapped here, if he couldn't get out, he would miss the Tian Dao Men's recruitment within 3 days.

  And at this time it was still raining heavily. If he didn't find a place to take shelter from the rain soon, he might get sick.

  However, in such an environment, let alone a 13-year-old child, even if it were a young man in his prime, if he fell ill, he would probably be close to death.

  He hastily stood up and looked upwards, only to find that the air above him was thick with fog, making it impossible to see anything. He shook his head helplessly, knowing that if he wanted to climb up, he would have to grow a pair of wings, otherwise there was no hope at all.

  He immediately looked around and found that the surroundings were thick fog, which couldn't distinguish the direction at all. He could only see things within a range of 1 meter around him. Helplessly, he randomly chose a direction and walked forward.

  Not long after walking, Er Dan was blocked by the cliff in front of him, and then turned to the right, walking along the cliff.

  He knew that with the help of the cliff, as long as he kept walking, he would definitely find his way. Of course, this was on the condition that he ensured he was heading in the right direction; otherwise, what awaited him was a dead end.

  Two eggs were walking along the wall, completely unaware of their feet, when they suddenly felt something tripping them up and immediately fell forward.

  "Ah!"

  After tripping and falling, he saw what was in front of him, let out a sudden fright, hastily sat up, and with his feet kicking the ground, retreated backwards.

  It turned out that after he tripped and fell just now, he saw a skull staring at him face to face, so he got a fright.

  Immediately, the two eggs hastily looked around at the ground in all directions and found that there were white bones everywhere.

  Two eggs stared at the white bones around them in shock, panting heavily with their mouths open, and their hearts racing with excitement.

  He was just a doll from a farming family, where had he seen so many white bones before? It's normal that he got scared now.

  The heavy rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds in the sky also dispersed, and the bright sunshine once again shone on the burial dragon mountain.

  Under the sunlight, the fog at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley dispersed slightly, but it was still incredibly thick and obscured the road.

  Two eggs were about to get up hastily, but as soon as he stood up, he was attracted by a black rod-shaped object, because he found that this black short rod was absorbing the thick fog.

  The two eggs carefully approached the black stick, and upon closer inspection, they realized that it wasn't a stick at all, but rather an easel.

  "Is this thing a treasure? Otherwise, how could it absorb all these vapors?" Er Dan muttered to himself, recalling the words of the blind man in the village about the Xianjia treasures, and then reached out his hand towards the painting.

  The painting axis is black in color, don't know what material it's made of, feels extremely light like a goose feather, less than half a meter long.

  After looking at it for a while, he decided to pull it open and see what was actually painted inside...