Rolling into the hall like the wind, Zhou Shu saw Xuanyuanjian at a glance.

"Zhou Shu, all right?"

Old Jian was floating over, anxiously said.

"Those skeletons are solved, and I'm fine."

Zhou Shu nodded, said a few words roughly, and stared forward, "What a big mural."

The portrait in the fresco is undamaged, sitting there with folded hands on his chest, a string of rosary hanging on his wrists, his lips seem to be trembling, his expressionless face looks exceptionally desolate, and his deep eyes seem to open. Seemingly, if you can see through everything.

Like the Buddha who is praying.

But after a few more careful glances, there is a feeling that you can't look directly.

Zhou Shu turned his gaze back, seemingly thoughtful, "It's probably Xingshan's mother, right? It's a bit strange, I can't tell the specific appearance, as if it doesn't exist.

"I don't know if she really exists, anyway, the appearance I see is different every time."

Old Jian shook his sword and sighed slightly, "I saw her three or four times, and every time her shape and movement were different, I didn't dare to look more now... She was holding a spirit ball and pen, Now it’s empty-handed, the spirit ball and pen are gone, that is to say, I can’t find the passageway entrance.

Zhou Shu was surprised, "What? The entrance is gone, is there such a reason?"

"Very weird, right?"

Old Jian smiled bitterly, "I don't know how to confess to you, and I think you didn't think I was a lie before? By the way, what are you seeing now? You wait and see, it's definitely not."

Zhou Shu seemed thoughtful, "I didn't see the pen or the Lingzhu, but there was a rosary hanging on her hand."

Old Jian paused, "I didn't see this. What I see now is that she is cultivating, holding the universe in her hands, and there seems to be vitality rolling in the middle."

Zhou Shu asked suspiciously, "Could it be from the heart?"

Old Jian stagnated, and said with a sense of feeling, "Speaking of what I was thinking about how to practice... Didn't I absorb a lot of crashes before, I always look for time to transform, but unfortunately there is no vitality here, if it is forced to transform, it will be unbalanced. Now, if the Palace of Life and Death is unbalanced, it is a big deal."

Zhou Shu lowered his head, turned around in the sea of ​​knowledge, then looked up at the mural.

My heart tightened, and it really changed.

The person in the mural has stood up, his face is solemn, holding a long sword in his hand, and pointing to the distance with awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Could it be..."

Zhou Shu moved in his heart, then flew up, swinging Wuhen and tapping twice on the tip of the sword.

quack.

There was only a slight noise, and a hole was suddenly cracked in the wall below the mural, and there was a faint light flashing inside, which was a channel leading to nowhere.

Old Jian was surprised, "There is still a passage?"

Zhou Shu said slowly, "Isn't this the one you opened before?"

Old Jian just shook his head and said blankly, "No, that one should be on the ground, but your one is on the wall, but which one is right? The old man is confused."

"It should be me, but there is no guarantee."

Zhou Shu said thoughtfully, "I've been trying to kill the ghost boy just now, and then when I look at the mural, I can see the murderous intent of the portrait on the mural, and a sword that looks like a mechanism. I really opened this passage. , And when you opened the channel, what you were thinking about was avoiding?"

Old Jian paused and nodded vigorously, "Of course, I was surrounded by so many skeletons at the time, I always had to find a place to escape."

"That's it."

Zhou Shu nodded, "If I think correctly, the portraits on this mural will change with the minds of the people who see them, that is, they are born from each other. You can see what you think of, and you will get some hints. When I saw Buddhist prayer beads, I was worried...This mural is really strange."

Looking at the mural, Zhou Shu seemed thoughtful. The mural must be in accordance with a certain rule, but he has no idea why.

Set up his mind, he should go to the passage first, "Don't worry, go down first."

Old Jian chased him a few steps, walked side by side with him, and said, "Ghost boy, leave it to me."

"I assist you."

Zhou Shu nodded, his understanding of the law of life and death is only preliminary, far inferior to Xuanyuanjian. For him, the value of Guitong cannot be reflected. Forcibly acquired, it is like graduating from elementary school and going to university. Xuanyuanjian is already a high school. Graduation, just need this step.

I have done so much before, and it is of course impossible to change my mind immediately.

The passage is not very long, and it comes to an end after a few miles.

At the end is a very open space.

Like deep underground, there is lava flowing steadily everywhere, but the magma is all black, and so are the flames that erupt.

The heavy dead air condensed into water droplets, and it fell like raindrops. Walking in it, there was nowhere to escape. The whole body quickly became wet. Those dead air tightly pressed against the body, cold and wet, desperately drilling into the body. , There is no doubt that if they are allowed to penetrate into the body, it will not take long before they become a carrion.

Compared with the gray mist outside, this lifeless spirit is more than dozens of times stronger.

A white light suddenly appeared on the Xuanyuan sword, forming a thin film to protect the sword. The white light extended to protect Zhou Shu as well.

Zhou Shu waved his hand and refused. He could barely resist these death anger, just to hone the law of life and death.

After walking hundreds of feet~lightnovelpub.net~ both of them stood still.

The light on Xuanyuan sword flickered, and the old man was very excited, "There, have you seen it? That is the mother spring!"

Zhou Shu nodded, everyone could see it.

In the dead place that was almost completely dark, there was a cluster of milky white light. The light was extremely soft and faint, but it penetrated a lot of death, and fell on the two people a hundred meters away, as if bathed in the warm sunshine, kind of being mothered. The feeling of embrace is extremely warm and peaceful.

In the middle of the brilliance is a spring that is erupting, and the brilliance also comes from the spring.

This is the spring of the mother of life, born in the extremely dark and dead place. Only when you die to the extreme can you be born, just like the dawn after darkness.

And this dawn is not the enemy of darkness. It will not disperse the darkness, but choose to live with the darkness, because this life, the ultimate selflessness and greatness, like a Virgin, regards darkness as an object that must be nurtured and cared for, and therefore , And nurtured the incarnation of death, Jiuyou Guitong.

The mother spring is constantly gushing, and around it, there is a denser death aura, and clusters are still gathering.

The dead air hovered beside the mother spring, like a swimming snake, exuding a vicious and ugly aura, but the mother spring between them was glorious and holy, not stained with dust, and could not even feel any muddy aura. .

The wonders between heaven and earth, the intersection of beauty and ugliness, the fusion of life and death, are rare wonders.

Just look at it a few more times, and you will have a deeper understanding of life and death, and a better understanding of the law.

Zhou Shu and Xuanyuanjian stood there, looking a little dazed.

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