Chapter 903 Mural

What are you most afraid of in high-difficulty dungeons?

Not a powerful enemy, but an unknown mechanism.

Like now.

Many times, as long as you figure out the mechanism of the dungeon, all that's left are powerful enemies, and that's it.

The statue of Yaoguang possesses the immortal-killing flying knife, which is powerful enough to kill any one of them in an instant without being killed in the same way.

With the strength of the team, even if they encounter a level 9 master, they can still fight. However, if they don't understand the mechanism of the dungeon, they may be defeated one by one and eventually the group will be wiped out.

Zhang Yuanqing now doesn't even know who his enemy is, and he doesn't know the reason why his teammates disappeared mysteriously. He is confused and doesn't know where to use his strength.

He forced himself to calm down. "With their level, they have enough strength to deal with the crisis. There will be no danger in a short time. Before that, if we understand the mechanism of this level, things will turn around."

Zhang Yuanqing thinks quickly:

"We must have triggered the copy mechanism to disappear mysteriously. Xiahou Aotian disappeared when the ghost marriage team passed by, and the others disappeared after they separated from me. Maybe it was not them who disappeared, but me.

"My pathfinding Inferi also disappeared inexplicably, but the Inferi did not see the underworld team, so it was not the underworld team that triggered the 'missing' mechanism."

After analyzing this, Zhang Yuanqing vaguely came to a conclusion:

What triggers the disappearance is entering this area.

When they entered this place, the mechanism of the second level was triggered, but the details of why Xiahou Aotian disappeared first and why the Inferi lost contact faster than his teammates were not yet clear.

Zhang Yuanqing landed lightly on the ground, dispersed the miniature sun behind his head, and released the blazing sun war god state. At this time, because it had swallowed too much yin energy and the power of the sun, the belly of the sky-swallowing beast bulged and stopped running.

Wait fifteen minutes and then turn on the second state.

Zhang Yuanqing walked toward the Golden Dome Hall not far away, holding the sky-swallowing beast that had already been fed and was not worried about coming back to bite its master.

The building area has been inspected, and he is going to explore the Golden Dome Palace.

Although it may trigger a crisis in the palace, it is a bit dangerous when you are alone, but it is also the only possible way to quickly find and rescue your teammates.

Thick black smoke filled the air, blocking vision and blinding the senses.

Zhang Yuanqing cautiously walked forward in the dark. After walking for more than ten steps, he suddenly heard a call from behind:

"Motoko, why are you here?"

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. This was Chen Shu's voice.

The next second, someone grabbed his arm from behind and said angrily: "You are hiding here again!"

Zhang Yuanqing felt awe-inspiring, turned around instinctively, and waved his fist behind him.

As he turned around, the black smoke-shrouded environment turned into a summer dusk. The sun hung in the west, and fire clouds covered half of the sky. It was magnificent and majestic.

He was sitting under the locust tree outside the village and punched Chen Shu in the abdomen.

Chen Shu, who was more than ten years younger, frowned, slapped Zhang Yuanqing to the ground with her backhand, and said angrily:

"If you don't listen to me, are you afraid of having to take action?"

Zhang Yuanqing's face was burning. He looked down at his fist in disbelief. It was thin and small. Then he looked around himself. He was wearing a white T-shirt, goose-yellow shorts, and a pair of Double Star running shoes with rubber spikes on the bottom.

Why am I here... His mind was in a mess and he couldn't think calmly, just like a drunken state.

Chen Shu's scolding voice echoed in her ears, "I will be transferred to work in downtown Songhai tomorrow. If you don't want to live with your grandparents, then just stay here by yourself. I will leave today and I don't want to care about you." "

After saying that, he turned around and left. After more than ten steps, he saw that Zhang Yuanqing had not followed. He was furious, stepped forward quickly, slapped him in the face, grabbed the back of his neck and left.

Zhang Yuanqing remembered that after his father passed away, Chen Shu planned to leave the town and return to Songhai to work and live.

But he didn't want to leave. He had grown up in the town, where he had his playmates, familiar neighbors, and the big locust tree where his father often took him to enjoy the shade.

This place is full of father's breath.

Zhang Yuanqing burst into tears and struggled hard under his mother's suppression.

At this moment, his heart began to beat wildly, "dong dong" and "dong dong", one time more intense than the next, and his chest rose and fell with the beating.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was crying loudly, suddenly stopped, his pupils were dilated and dull.

After a few seconds, his eyes regained their luster, becoming deep, calm, wise and bright.

Alas, Chen Shu is so annoying in the illusion... Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand gently, and Chen Shu, the sunset, the locust trees, and the village disappeared one after another, returning to Shushan Nanyuan shrouded in black smoke.

He had just been pulled into a fantasy.

The fantasy came from his heart and was one of the most unhappy memories of his childhood.

Fortunately, the heart of the Illusion God was too special and gave him a "reminder". Coupled with the professional characteristics of the Day Travel God, he quickly broke out of the illusion.

"It seems that others have also entered the illusion. Logically speaking, the consciousness is pulled into the illusion, but the physical body still stays in place."

But Zhang Yuanqing did not see his teammates.

At this time, the golden-domed palace was less than ten meters away from him, and only a vague outline could be seen in the black smoke.

He raised his hand and let a ball of golden light light up in his palm. The bright sunlight was like a torch, and the surrounding black smoke quickly receded.

Although it is not as powerful as the combination skills of Sky Swallowing Beast, "Sun Rising" and "Fire Sun War God" to dilute the black smoke, it is enough for "illumination".

Under the golden sunlight, Zhang Yuanqing looked attentively. Under the eaves of the Golden Summit Hall, there was a plaque hanging, which read in regular regular script:

"House of Righteousness!"

Zhang Yuanqing put on purple gold armor, wore a golden dragon shield on his right arm, and held up a golden flame with his left arm, stepped over the high threshold and entered the palace.

The size and layout of this hall are no different from the Yaoguang Hall. On the high pedestal, stands a handsome man with a long beard. He is wearing a flowing gown and carrying a sword on his back.

The black smoke in the temple was so thick that even the golden flame seemed to be covered with a black curtain, hazy, and the illumination range was less than ten meters.

Zhang Yuanqing was reading the life of this Shushan senior in the palace beside the pillar hanging the wooden plaque.

This man was an elder from Shushan during the Jin Dynasty. His name was He Xiaoyu. He traveled down the mountain in his youth, and then wandered around the world for decades, becoming a well-known hero in the world.

Regardless of whether he is white or black, give him three portions of thin noodles.

He was even invited by the royal family to be a swordsman for three years, teaching swordsmanship to the princes.

After middle age, he returned to Shanmen until his death.

It turns out that the village dog got the first prize outside and was honored as an ancestor, so everyone built a palace for him.

"It's nothing special. If you die, your soul will have long since dissipated, and it is unlikely to degenerate into a resentful spirit like Master Yaoguang... Well, it may also be other evil things attached to the statue?" The flame in Zhang Yuanqing's hand changed rapidly. , condensed into a spear, and threw it hard towards the statue.

After experiencing the illusion just now, Zhang Yuanqing felt confident.

Illusion is his domain, and even if there are terrible inner demons, void beings, or evil spirits who are good at enchantment hidden in the temple, he will not be afraid.

"boom!"

The statue was shattered into pieces by the golden spear, but nothing unusual happened during the process.

Sure enough, it has nothing to do with the statue, the source of the crisis is something else! Zhang Yuanqing rekindled the golden flame and started searching the hall.

He first checked the base and touched the broken pieces of the statue. After confirming that there was really nothing wrong with it, he left the base and walked towards the left side of the Zhengqi Hall.

The golden flames danced through the black smoke and were dimly reflected on the wall.

Zhang Yuanqing casually glanced at the wall, and his eyes suddenly froze. He saw a mural on the wall. The content of the mural was that in an abandoned righteousness village in the dark and windy night, rotten coffins were opened, and zombies with ragged clothes and rotten faces were besieging a young man. swordsman.

Several beheaded zombies lay at the swordsman's feet, one of which was Zhang Yuanqing's missing corpse.

An idea flashed in Zhang Yuanqing's mind, and he finally understood the mechanism of the Zhengqi Palace level - the illusion!

People who enter this area will be taken into the illusion, that is, the murals, and then encounter unexpected events, like the Inferi, who are killed by the knights in the murals.

However, Zhang Yuanqing's spirit body did not tear, indicating that the part of the spirit body that controlled the Infernal Corpse was still alive, but was trapped in the mural and could not come out.

As an illusion expert, he also understood the order in which his teammates disappeared. The weaker the spirit body, the easier it is to fall into an illusion.

The Inferi is only controlled by a small part of his spirit body, so it disappears the fastest.

Xiahou Aotian is a bachelor and has the lowest spiritual body strength, so he is the first to disappear in the team. Zhang Yuanqing himself has the most powerful and tenacious spiritual body and is a nihilist, so he was the last to encounter the illusion and see Chen Shu.

Originally, he would be pulled into the mural, but the specialness of the Phantom God's heart made him wake up in time.

"No wonder I haven't been attacked yet. There won't be any attacks. My status in the realm of illusion has exceeded the limit of the copy. The mural can't pull me in."

"There should have been murals in the Zhengqi Palace. After being nourished by Yin Qi, they evolved into illusions... However, ordinary murals will not gain supernatural power even if they are nourished by Yin Qi. The murals in the temple should have been extraordinary in the first place, but the illusion was activated. , we can no longer see the original appearance of the mural.”

Zhang Yuanqing stood in front of the mural, stretched out his palm and penetrated the wall, trying to catch his own corpse.

His palm touched the mural, and the wall rippled. Half of his palm sank in, but it got stuck.

A powerful force blocked his invasion.

In the field of illusion, there are two ways for bystanders to break the illusion. One is to use high-level power to break it. The second is to participate in illusions, weave illusions, and use illusions to break illusions.

Zhang Yuanqing said "tsk":

"It can't do anything to me, and I can't suppress it, so I can only rely on illusion to break the illusion."

He opened the inventory, took out the brush used to trace the spiritual casket, mobilized the spiritual power of Huan Shen's heart, and sketched a somewhat drawn arrow on the mural.

The arrow melted into the mural and became part of the mural, hitting the heart of the young swordsman.

The young swordsman fell in a pool of blood.

But at this moment, the rotten door of Yizhuang was knocked open, and two young knights broke in and continued to fight the zombies.

"As many swordsmen as I kill, how many swordsmen will come? If this is the case, the entanglement will be endless..."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, changed his strategy, and drew simple lightning bolts with his pen.

In an instant, thunder roared in Yizhuang, and silver-white lightning full of destruction struck the zombies, turning the ferocious evil things into coke.

The dynamic mural stopped, frozen in this scene, without any movement for a long time.

Then, the mural dissipated, Zhang Yuanqing's corpse and head rolled out of the wall, and the ray of consciousness returned to its original form.

Zhang Yuanqing, who had initially figured out the working mechanism of the mural, held up the golden flame and walked along the wall, and soon saw the second mural.

This is a gloomy old house filled with white lanterns.

In the lobby, scarlet curtains hang, white candles light up pale green flames, and there are two rows of paper figures smeared with blush and with dull expressions.

There were two paper figures sitting in the high hall, dressed as rich men and noble ladies, with dull faces.

The bride and groom were kneeling in the hall. The bride was covered with a red hijab and could not see clearly, but a pair of pale hands with black nails were exposed from her sleeves.

The groom's face was frightened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Although he was wearing wedding clothes, he looked like he was scared to cry.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Xiahou Aotian.