Super Asura System

When Chen Yang saw the delighted expression on the poison cloud's face, he immediately knew that the other party was telling the truth. His heart couldn't help but thump. It seemed like the other party really had a great background.    

    

Zhao Yiming said with a smile, "Today is Old Buddha's birthday. I have an unfeeling relationship with him."    

    

Poisonous Cloud's heart was filled with joy at this moment. No matter who it was that could return to their youth, they would be delighted. Immediately, they said with a smile, "Young Master, just say it."    

    

Zhao Yiming said with a smile, "I heard that Old Buddha has a picture of a prosperous spring house. It is said that he can fool people. I am very interested in this. I don't know if you can take it out to broaden our horizons.    

    

Young Master Chen also said that he is a heaven warping genius. I think it should be no problem for him to take a look at it. How about we appraise it together?"    

    

Chen Yang's expression changed slightly. Of course, he had heard of the infamous Fushan Spring House. He couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, wondering if he could withstand it.    

    

However, seeing the other party's mocking smile, he could only force himself to say, "I have also heard of the wonders of this painting a long time ago. It would be great if I could take a look."    

    

The two of them looked at each other. Everyone felt an electric current flowing there. Indeed, it was the same sex repulsion. A genius could not tolerate another genius.    

    

Poison Cloud pondered for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Since the two high school disciples are interested, then I won't keep it to myself anymore.    

    

However, let's get to the point. This painting of the Fushan Spring House is indeed very evil. Even my own son became an idiot after seeing this painting. In the end, he was beaten to death by me. "    

    

The people below took a deep breath. As the saying goes, a tiger does not eat its son. They did not expect this woman to be so ruthless. She did not even let go of her own son.    

    

Zhou Tingting had already left. She soon returned from the outside with a crystal plate in her hand. There was a painting on the plate.    

    

Poison Cloud said with a smile, "Today is my wedding day. I might as well celebrate with everyone. If anyone can see the picture of the Fushan Spring House, I will give it to them in one incense's time."    

    

Zhou Tingting clapped her hands and two maids immediately walked forward. They held the picture scroll from the left and right and slowly opened the picture scroll.    

    

Everyone immediately looked up. It was only a very high level painting, but if they wanted to continue looking, they felt that their vision was blurred.    

    

Zhao Yiming nodded at a person. This kid was one of the people who had recently joined his team. His name was Mo Jian and he was said to be from a family of painting.    

    

This fellow immediately strode forward and attentively looked at the painting of the Fushan Spring House. His eyes quickly widened. After about half a cup of hot tea's time, his saliva immediately flowed down and he turned into an idiot.    

    

Meng Yunchi took out a short knife from his sleeve and stabbed it into the man's chest. The intense pain caused the man's head to regain a trace of clarity. He only had the time to shout out 'be careful' before he died.    

    

Zhao Yiming shook his head at his subordinates and did not allow them to continue forward. He wanted to see the performance of the others.    

    

The people below were also silent, but there was always a person who acted as the leader. A tall man walked out and said, "My name is Yuan Baishou. I practice the Cultivation Method of Buddha Sect. Let me see this painting."    

    

He said as he strode forward, his eyes fixed on the painting of Fushan Spring House. He was still chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if he wanted to calm his inner demons. But after a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped his palm on the top of the door.    

    

Poisonous Cloud sighed lightly. "Young Master Yuan is also considered a figure. He was actually able to break free from the picture of the Fushan Spring House. Although he was finally able to escape with his life, it is still commendable."    

    

After hearing her words, everyone was extremely terrified in their hearts. However, they also knew that this was an opportunity. It was said that there was a huge secret hidden in this painting. If it wasn't for Zhao Yiming forcing the painting out this time, they would never have seen it in their lives.    

    

Another man came out of the crowd. This guy said, "My name is Gu Yuandong. I don't believe this painting is so powerful. Let me see it."    

    

He made a few hand gestures as he spoke. It was obvious that he had some kind of strange technique. Then, he quickly stepped forward and stared at the Fushan Spring House painting with his bright eyes. After a moment, he raised his head and let out a long roar towards the sky. The aura on his body kept rising.    

    

Just as everyone thought that he had seen through it, his aura rose to the peak and continued to climb. His body grew up like a balloon and finally exploded with a bang.    

    

The few people who were close to him did not dodge in time and were sprayed with their flesh and blood. They did not expect that this guy's flesh and blood actually contained poison. Many people died from the medicine in an instant.    

    

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. No one had expected this painting to be so powerful. Everyone's hearts were filled with doubt and did not know what to do.    

    

It should be said that Zhao Yiming was also shocked by this painting. He didn't expect this painting to be so powerful. It seemed like there really was something powerful here, and he had to be careful.    

    

Just as everyone was looking at each other silently, a woman suddenly walked out from the crowd. With a cold expression, she said, "I am Hong Wangting from the Hundred-Flower Palace. Let me have a look."    

    

As she spoke, she took a few steps forward. A dagger suddenly appeared in her hand, and she swung it at the painting of Fushan Spring House. It was obvious that she wanted to destroy this painting.    

    

At this moment, everyone exclaimed. However, it was already too late to attack. Zhao Yiming's eyes were wide open. This was the solution that he had thought of.    

    

Unexpectedly, the dagger stopped in front of the painting without any warning. The woman's eyes became blurred. After she threw the dagger on the ground, she began to take off her clothes.    

    

Then, she started to dance. It seemed that she had been bewitched. Zhou Tingting reached out her hand and slapped the woman's chest. The woman fell down and died instantly.    

    

Everyone was at a loss for what to do. Zhao Yiming said to Chen Yang with a smile, "I didn't expect this painting to be so powerful. Why don't you let me take a look at it?"    

    

Chen Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His legs felt like they were filled with lead. He could not even take a step. Finally, he sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that I would become so afraid at this time. There's nothing much to say. I admit defeat. "    

    

However, no one laughed at him. After all, the current situation was too strange. It was human nature for this guy to make such a choice.    

    

Zhao Yiming said with a smile, "You have some self-awareness. Although it's a little embarrassing, it's better than becoming an idiot. Let me take a look at this painting now."