Traveling back to ancient times from the Western Han Dynasty

"This time, I will pay with my soul."

The old man in black clothes, hunched over and leaning on a wooden stick, stared at the ferocious beast flying in the distance and whispered silently in a flat tone, as if he was talking about ordinary things.

"Jie Jie!"

A sound as fierce as a beast's roar and as sharp as a ghost's howl came from the man's mind, which a normal person could not understand at all.

The man was an exception. After ten years of companionship, even though the Nightmare Demon was still crazy and ignorant, he could still hear that the Nightmare Demon wanted to refuse. He just didn't know whether the Nightmare Demon didn't want him to die, or didn't want to expend his energy to use a killing move?

"Go ahead. You are the only one in the tribe who can effectively kill flying beasts."

The man said and hit the ground with his cane.

With a bang, a black light appeared in the man's crutch and the black stone buildings around him. That was the light of Wu Wen. A faint red light also appeared on his body. That was the light of the Red Dust Silk, a secret treasure inherited by the human race, which could preserve part of his memory.

The witchcraft in the black stone building is a magic array he modified specifically for this nightmare demon. It can greatly enhance its power. It is also a layer of restraint that can ensure that after the nightmare demon kills the murderer, it will be sent to the underworld.

Of course, Nightmare didn't know about the latter, and it was the only thing he had lied to this old friend about.

Before his soul was devoured, the old man took a last look around him.

At this time, the surroundings were no longer as quiet as when he made the decision. There were many more ferocious beasts in the distance, and many figures similar to him nearby, with red and black lights flashing around them. They did not discuss much with each other, but they all made similar decisions.

I don't know what the future of the tribe will be like. Can the great witch bring the tribe members to survive?

With the last question and the last expectation, the man disappeared. No one knew that he was actually only in his thirties, and no one cared because everyone was like this.

......

"There are actually memories of witchcraft!"

Yan Fang woke up from his dream, rubbed his eyebrows, and tried to free himself from his previous emotions.

In order to survive and acquire some common sense of this era, Yan Fang uses the inherited memory contained in the Red Dust Silk before going to sleep every day.

He did not hold high expectations for the Red Dust Silk. He had a dream on the first day he got it. Since he did not deliberately guide himself into a specific memory, he just skimmed through most of the memory inheritance.

Among these memories, the fighting and body-building experiences are of some use, but the rest, apart from allowing future generations to remember fragments of glory, sacrifice and hatred, are just fragmentary experiences. Occasionally, there are some that are very important to this era, but in Yan Fang's eyes, there are some breeding, planting and trade experiences that are not systematic, fragmented and difficult to replicate.

Well, even the memory inheritance related to reproduction. I have been in-depth in this kind of dream before. The difference between aesthetics and common sense is simply hard to describe in words.

In short, this thing is fine as an enlightenment tutorial, but for Yan Fang, it is just a documentary about local customs and culture, and it is not of much significance to learn common sense.

This thing is also a one-time consumable. Although it can carry more than fifty inherited memories, it can only be recorded once. Every time a memory is entered, that memory will disappear. When the fifty inherited memories are consumed, the Red Dust Silk will be scrapped.

All of this was still within Yan Fang's acceptable range. According to Fu Bao, the red dust silk was the great witch's thanks to him for painting Yu Youxiong.

Although Fubao doesn't know the inside story, the human race and the territories of other races will also give big gifts when encountering similar things.

The reason why Yan Fang was able to obtain the Red Dust Silk may also be related to the fact that he is a human.

Fang Yan could understand this. It felt really different to observe the world in the cloud-walking state.

To use technological words to describe the feeling, at that time, he was looking at the world from a broader and higher dimension. Even though the smell and shape of all things remained the same, and the way of observation was still relying on vision, taste and smell as before, the feeling was still different.

He believed that even if he achieved great success in painting, or switched to practicing other techniques and became an immortal, he would not be able to paint the same works as before. Therefore, he understood what was so magical about that painting and how it had some beneficial effect on Youxiong that he was unaware of.

If it weren't for the normal Yunbu state, the use of it would consume the bond between him and Shuxi, and the weakened version of the "crossing" feature of Yunbu that ignores material and spiritual things could also be used to escape, shuttle through formations, and sneak attack and steal. Except for the fact that it has no head-on combat capability and will become ineffective when in contact with real objects, it can be said to be an invincible all-purpose ability.

Unfortunately, since that day, the chief witch went to visit the Meteorite Tribe and never came back, so Yan Fang couldn't know more details.

As he was unable to perform micro-management, Yan Fang did not browse through all his memories. He only looked deeper into one inheritance fragment every day. For this purpose, he even specially adjusted the painting time to the early hours of the morning and only made one portrait every day.

But today, Yan Fang discovered that the Red Dust Silk actually contained the memory inheritance of the witch!

Unlike the vague memory inheritance of ordinary people and the inability of powerful warriors to leave behind any inheritance (because the warrior's spirit has long been transformed into a sharp weapon, and a spiritual sword cannot be stored in the mortal world), the memory inheritance of the witch is quite clear.

Therefore, Yan Fang has memorized quite a few witch texts and formations, and can perform some witchcraft as if it were a pie in the sky.

"Is the art of painting so high-end? Can just painting here bring such great benefits?"

Yan Fang didn't believe that the Great Witch didn't understand the inheritance of the Red Dust Silk before giving it to him. It must have been specially selected.

"Or does the Great Witch have some idea? Investment? Conspiracy? And why does he carry the inheritance red thread with him?"

From his memory, Yan Fang knew that only those who were about to die and whose three souls and seven spirits were about to leave the body could leave behind a legacy of memory on the mortal thread.

The Red Dust Silk is the secret treasure of the tribe. The processed Red Dust Silk will be placed in one place to ensure its safety.

The shamans in the tribe would carry at most one red dust thread with a blank on the forehead, in case of emergency, ready to use it for themselves or to help others pass it on to future generations.

The one that the witch gave him was full and was obviously specially prepared for someone.

"It can't be me, right? I was just a minor character before. Was it for Xuan? Qing? Or maybe other outstanding people in the tribe?"

"In addition, this Wuwen is also worth paying attention to. Could it be that the inheritance of the Dao of Painting that I obtained is also related to the Wu Clan?"

The chief wizard was not sure what he was thinking, but he was quite concerned about the description of the text in his memory.

The human race nowadays does not have their own written language, and mostly uses witch language and demon language. The one used by witches and the fake introduction to martial arts that was seen on the bluestone slab before were all witch language.

This witch text is quite similar to the text that Yan Fang had seen before on the incomplete scroll of the inheritance of the painting art.

He spent a lot of time trying to understand the words on the fragments. He originally thought it was a special Taoist text, but now it seems to be related to the witch clan.