Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Xiao Fuxuan felt more and more strange.

He looked around the circular room and found no trace of Yi Wusheng, but there were some slight traces on the ground—

After Doctor Wusheng fell from the trap, it seemed that something had led him into the depths of the tomb.

Xiao Fuxuan did not delay any longer, and immediately swept toward the depths of the tomb.

The road that has been traveled once, and it is natural to walk the road again. He even remembered the places where the statues of virgins were placed, so every time he passed by, he would stop for a while and smash the wall with a sword to take a look.

The more he looked at him, the darker his face became, because every place he stopped, he could really find a statue of a virgin.

The only difference is that the Great Compassion Valley here has not called up innocent people, so the statue of the boy and girl is clean, with no twisted corpses, no scratches, and no dried blood.

All the way down, there are still thirty-three statues of virgins, one is not many, one is not many.

Everything seems to be a re-enactment, but there is an indescribable sense of awkwardness.

As the cemetery goes deeper and deeper, this feeling becomes heavier and heavier.

Xiao Fuxuan flew to the end of the tomb and stepped into the largest round room.

Unexpectedly, this circular room was filled with tall statues, like a precipitous stone forest.

Ordinary people need to raise their heads high to see the faces of those gods, which gives people a very deep sense of oppression and makes people dare not speak aloud.

There are also altars at the feet of these megalithic statues, and the backs of the altars are also engraved with words, which should be the names of the statues.

The altar was covered with a thick layer of ash.

Xiao Fuxuan squatted down, reached out and wiped the dust, revealing the clear words——

Meng Gu, Zhang Jingguan.

Or song, palm snow pool.

Sang Feng, the palm does not move the mountain.

...

Even the statues standing here are exactly the same.

Xiao Fuxuan could even feel the movement of the formation under his feet.

In the present world, these statues at the bottom of the Valley of Great Compassion form a huge formation together, and that formation is used to suppress the cloud and make it impossible to see the sun forever.

In this chaotic line hundreds of years ago, Yun Hai is still alive and no one can control it, so what is the use of this arrangement? !

Xiao Fuxuan pondered silently, walked through the giant stone statues, and suddenly found a problem.

He finally understood why there was always a sense of awkwardness here—

Because the tomb of the gods under the Valley of Great Compassion is not a complete replica of the world, but the opposite!

The giant stone statues they have seen in the Valley of Compassion in the present world are the statue of Sang Feng standing at the front, Meng Gu standing at the end, or Ge standing in the middle to the left.

Along the way, I always see Sang Feng first, goodbye or song, and finally Meng Gu.

But right now, Meng Gu is at the front, Sang Feng is at the end, or Ge is still standing in the middle of the group, but the right one!

So he went all the way to see Meng Gu first, goodbye or song, and finally Sang Feng.

The moment he realized this, Xiao Fuxuan recalled the statue of Yunhao at the entrance of the tomb, and found that it was wrong—

It is correct to hold the white flag in one hand and the flower branch in the other, but the left and right hands are also reversed.

This entire tomb is not a replica, but a mirror image.

Even in folk magic, one of the most commonly used things is a mirror, which represents the projection of the fake and the real...

And flip.

Xiao Fuxuan frowned.

To say that the false is confused with the true - this is false, and this world is true. The arrangement here is almost the same as in the present world, and it is true that the fake can be confused with the real.

Speaking of projection—since this place is arranged like this, there must be someone who wants to project something here into the world.

And to talk about flipping - the giant array of gods in this world has the effect of repression, so that the people who are suppressed will never see the light of day. If it was reversed, wouldn't it be...

Let the life affected by the formation continue to flourish, and the dead trees turn against the spring? !

Xiao Fuxuan's expression changed!

His palm touched the hilt of the sword, and the end of the scabbard slammed into the ground with surging energy.

There was only a loud bang in the golden light splashing! The faint formation under his feet suddenly became clear. Those fluorescent lights were like long lines and flowing water threads, crisscrossing them into a huge net, spreading all the way to the end of the colossus.

Looking at the way the fluorescence flows, it is indeed completely reversed!

At the moment when the formation was forcibly stirred up, a gust of wind suddenly erupted in the circular room, and the wind quickly shuttled through the colossus, forming a long-dragon-like whirlwind in the blink of an eye.

The cyclone followed the flow of the formation and swept away to a certain place.

If it were in the present world, that direction would be the deep hole where Yun He was buried.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't wait for a moment, walking on the wind, a step of a hundred meters, and in an instant, like a sharp sword wedged on the ground, it landed there firmly.

At the same time as he landed, he heard a grunt in the wind, and caught a glimpse of a thin and thin shadow.

He pierced the ground with his sword again, and brazenly stopped the long dragon-like wind.

When the wind stopped, the long shadow revealed its appearance. It is none other than the fallen doctor Wusheng.

***

Since Yi Wusheng entered the temple in the Valley of Compassion, he felt something was wrong.

He knew very well that he was at the end of the shot, and that remnant soul was getting weaker day by day, like a candle that was gradually burning out, leaving only the last bean gleaming fire.

But thanks to Tiansu, this sense of demise is mild, so mild that he will not feel pain when he suspects that the remnant soul has completely dissipated.

But after he stepped into the temple, what was left of the mouth

The few remnant souls suddenly became restless.

At that moment, he firmly believed that there must be something strange in this temple.

So he didn't put in the incense, but walked around the altar, and as expected, he fell to the ground along the trapdoor.

As soon as he landed, his remnant soul trembled wildly.

It can be seen that the weirdness really originated from the ground.

The shivering feeling of the remnant soul was very uncomfortable, and it was so dizzy that he could hardly open his eyes. Doctor Wusheng was in that state of being in a state of utter confusion, relying solely on his intuition, and stumbled all the way to the end of the tomb.

The place where he stopped was the deepest part of the weirdness.

Just standing here, he felt that the remnant soul in his body was about to disperse.

It was an extremely contradictory feeling-because the remnant soul was too restless, he felt that he would fall to the ground in the next moment and would never be able to get up again. But at the same time he could experience a strange vitality.

It's like... just like when the candle was about to go out, someone fanned the wind next to it, causing the flames to forcibly move.

He can't see his face.

If he could see it, he would find that at that moment, a bloody color appeared on his gray-like face.

The feeling of the remnant soul trembling was interrupted by a sword qi and a gust of wind. Yi Wusheng subconsciously raised his sleeves to cover his face, and stuck his feet on the ground to forcibly stabilize his body.

When the hurricane stopped suddenly, he put down his wind-blocking sleeves, suddenly raised his eyes, and saw a figure wearing a black jacket and a bucket hat.

Doctor Wusheng froze for a moment in the drowsiness, and there was a flash of consternation.

After a while, the astonishment finally disappeared, he shook his head and laughed: No wonder...

Yi Wusheng looked at the other party's extremely low bamboo hat and the changed unfamiliar appearance, and sighed softly, Who am I, so that's how it is...

In front of the Great Compassion Valley, when he first saw this person, he felt that the other person was extraordinary. It's just that there are many practitioners in the world, and he was so overwhelmed at the time that he didn't think much about it.

Now that I think about it, it's no wonder.

No wonder the other party is not like a pilgrim, but wants to come to this temple, I am afraid that he is following his trail.

Doctor Wusheng gently bowed his hands and said, Tiansu.

In fact, he wanted to say that Kui Tiansu made this trip. But this trip started because of him, and a hard is an understatement.

He actually wanted to say ashamed, but he was already standing in the Valley of Compassion, and he even walked to the deepest part of the tomb, standing beside the deep cave where Yun He was buried. Under these circumstances, the ashamed voice was no longer out of my mouth.

What's more, he couldn't care about it, because the remnant soul just settled down for a moment, and then trembled again.

In an instant, Yi Wusheng had a hard time standing.

But after all, he was the one who held the sword, and he didn't want to appear too weak. So he pinched his fingers to wake himself up a little, and opened his mouth and said, Tiansu, there is something weird here, there should be an array. Just...

He knelt on the ground halfway through this question, pointed his finger at the mud on the ground and said, It's... here.

After he finished speaking, his hand did not retract, but just held on to the ground.

Because once taken, he will fall to the ground.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking: That would be too embarrassing, and I would lose the face of the Hua family.

But when he held the ground with his palm, the remnant soul throbbed violently. It was as if there were filaments of vitality running down the palm of his hand to flow into his body.

Doctor Wusheng blinked in the chaos, and bent his fingers to prop his palm off the ground.

He frowned and heard Tiansu's answer.

Tiansu said: There is indeed a formation.

Doctor Wusheng had a vague feeling in his heart: What's the use of this formation...?

Yes, what is the use of this array?

In fact, the answer in their hearts has gradually become clear, but there is only one last bit of supporting evidence.

At this moment, Yi Wusheng's eyes had been black for a while, and his fingers were shaking, but he forcibly stabilized, and with the last force, he bombarded the mud with his palm.

Xiao Fuxuan did not expect this palm.

He was stunned for a moment, and saw that the mud and stone on the ground suddenly rose up and was tossed aside, revealing a deep hole inside.

Yun Hai on this chaotic line is still alive, so as expected, there is no one lying in the deep cave. But this deep cave is not empty, but surrounded by lush and juicy branches.

The vines and wounds are vertical and horizontal, but under the support of the array, they are full of vitality, and flowers are blooming everywhere.

And at the rooting place of the branches, the strong smell of blood and a faint fragrance suddenly dissipated. The moment Xiao Fuxuan smelled the smell, he understood what it was—

This is someone who took a little bit of their own flesh and blood, made a game, and provided such a formation with their long life.

Just looking at this array, you can't realize its purpose at all, because there are only branches and flowers in the array. It seems that the people who set up the formation have spent so much time raising a vine.

But Xiao Fuxuan and the others are different. They have entered the Valley of Great Compassion in the present world, they have seen Yun Hai buried in a deep cave, and they have even seen those vines that grow out of thin air from Yun He's heart.

At that time, Xiao Fuxuan and the others felt that the vines and Yun Hai seemed to be coexisting. The vine does not die, but Yun Hao lives. But they didn't find the root of the vines, so naturally they couldn't study what the symbiosis with Yun Hao was.

Until today, until this moment, they finally understood—

The place where the vine really took root was not in Yun Hao's heart, but here, it was the rhizome under the support of the formation.

In this way, it is no longer clear what the purpose of this mirrored underground tomb is.

Pass.

At the beginning, they never understood what Huaxin did to make Yun Hao survive and exist in the world for a long time.

Now, everything is as seen.

It is life-giving.