Chapter 2128 Mural

Swirling into the hall like the wind, Zhou Shu saw Xuanyuan Sword at a glance.

"Zhou Shu, are you ready?"

Jian Lao floated over and said somewhat eagerly.

"Those skeletons have been taken care of, and I'm fine."

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

The portrait in the mural is not damaged at all. He is sitting there with his hands clasped on his chest. A string of rosary beads hangs from his wrist. His lips seem to be trembling. His expressionless face looks particularly desolate. A pair of deep eyes seem to be open. It's like being together, like being able to see through everything.

Like the praying Buddha.

But after taking a closer look, I felt like I couldn't look straight.

Zhou Shu withdrew his gaze and seemed to be thinking, "She is probably Old Mother Xingshan, right? It's a bit strange. I can't tell what the specific appearance is. It doesn't seem to be real."

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

Jian Lao shook his sword and sighed slightly, "I looked at her three or four times, and her shape and movements were different every time, so I don't dare to look at her anymore... She was holding a spirit bead and a pen before, Now I am empty-handed, the spirit beads and pen are gone, which means I can’t find the entrance to the passage.”

Zhou Shu said in surprise, "What? The entrance is gone. Is there still such a reason?"

"Very weird, isn't it?"

Jian Lao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't even know how to explain it to you. I hope you won't think that I was lying before, right? By the way, what are you seeing now? If you wait and see, it will definitely not be the case."

Zhou Shu seemed thoughtful, "I didn't see the pen or the spiritual beads, but she had a string of rosary beads hanging on her hand."

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

Zhou Shu wondered, "Could it be that the relationship comes from the heart?"

Jian Lao paused for a moment, then said as if he had something to say, "Speaking of which, I was just thinking about how to practice...didn't I absorb a lot of dead energy before? I always have to find time to transform it. Unfortunately, there is no vitality here. If I force the transformation, it will be unbalanced. Well, if the Palace of Life and Death is not balanced, it will be a big deal."

Zhou Shu lowered his head, thought for a moment in his mind, and then raised his head to look at the mural.

My heart tightened, and there was indeed a change.

The man in the mural has stood up, with a solemn expression, holding a long sword in his hand, pointing toward the distance with murderous intent.

"Could it be..."

Zhou Shu's heart moved, and he immediately flew up, swung Wuhen and tapped the tip of the sword twice.

quack.

There was only a soft sound, and a hole suddenly opened in the wall below the mural. There was a faint light flashing inside, and it was a passage leading to an unknown place.

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

Zhou Shu said softly, "Isn't this the one you turned on before?"

Jian Lao just shook his head and said blankly, "No, that one should be on the ground, but yours is on the wall, but which one is right? I am confused."

"It should be mine, but there's no guarantee."

Zhou Shu said thoughtfully, "I have been thinking about killing the ghost boy just now. When I looked at the mural again, I saw the killing intent of the figure on the mural, and a sword that looked like a mechanism. Sure enough, this passage was opened. , and when you opened the passage, what you were thinking about was to escape?"

Jian Lao paused and nodded vigorously, "Of course, when I was surrounded by so many skeletons, I had to find a place to hide."

"That's it."

Zhou Shu nodded, "If I'm right, the portraits on this mural will change according to the mind of the person who sees it. They come from the heart. Whatever you think about, you will see what you think and get what hints you have. Before I was worried when I saw the Buddha image rosary... This mural is really strange."

Looking at the murals, Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking. The murals must conform to some kind of law, but he had no way of knowing why.

After calming down, he walked to the passage first, "Don't worry about it, go down first."

Jian Lao caught up a few steps, walked side by side with him, and said in a solemn voice, "Leave the ghost boy to me."

"I'll help you."

Zhou Shu nodded. He only had a preliminary understanding of the law of life and death, which was far less in-depth than Xuanyuan Sword. For him, the value of the ghost boy could not be reflected. Obtaining it by force was like going to college after graduating from elementary school, and Xuanyuan Sword was already in high school. Graduation is exactly what you need.

So much has been done before to set the stage, so of course it is impossible to change your mind when the time comes.

The passage is not very long, and after walking for a few miles, you reach the end.

At the end is a very open space.

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

The thick dead air condensed into water droplets and fell like raindrops. When walking in it, there was no way to escape. The whole body soon became wet. The dead air clung to the body, cold and wet, trying its best to penetrate into the body. , there is no doubt that if they are allowed to get into the body, it will not take long to turn into a rotten corpse.

This deathly aura is dozens of times stronger than the gray fog outside.

White light suddenly appeared on Xuanyuan Sword, forming a thin film to protect the sword. The white light extended over to protect Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu waved his hand and refused. He could barely resist these deadly auras, just in time to hone the rules of life and death.

After walking several hundred feet, both of them stood still.

The light on the Xuanyuan Sword flickered, and the old swordsman was very excited, "Did you see it there? That is the Spring of the Mother of Life!"

Zhou Shu nodded, everyone could see it.

In the almost completely dark place of death, a cluster of milky-white light shines. The light is extremely soft and light, but it penetrates the heavy aura of death and falls on the two people a hundred feet away. The feeling of being hugged is extremely warm and peaceful.

In the middle of the brilliance is an erupting spring, and the brilliance also comes from the spring water.

This is the mother spring of life, born in the extremely dark place of death. Only when death reaches the extreme can life be born, just like the dawn after darkness.

And this dawn is not the enemy of the darkness. It will not dispel the darkness, but chooses to coexist with the darkness, because in this life, it is the ultimate selflessness and greatness. Like the Virgin, it regards the darkness as an object that must be nurtured and cared for. Therefore, , and then nurtured the incarnation of death, the Nine Nether Ghost Child.

The mother spring kept gushing out, and around it, more intense death energy gathered, and the masses continued to gather.

The death energy is hovering next to the mother spring, like snakes swimming around, exuding a vicious and ugly atmosphere, but the mother spring in the middle is radiant and holy, unstained by dust, and cannot even feel the turbid breath. .

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

As long as you look at it a few more times, you will have a deeper understanding of life and death, and a better understanding of the laws.

Zhou Shu and Xuanyuan Jian stood there, dumbfounded for a moment.

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