The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

The two wanted to continue watching, but they could no longer see those women after they entered a small hall, which could isolate the spiritual consciousness.Chu Fengge's expression also became serious, and he exchanged a glance with Yun Zhongjun, got up and left.

Going outside the Buddhist temple, Chu Fengge reached out and touched the wall. It was the most commonly used clay and stone wall in Jiuli village, and there was nothing unusual.Yun Zhongjun swiped directly on the wall, and a large hole the height of a person appeared silently, and he dragged Chu Fengge directly into it.After the two walked through, the wall would naturally return to its original state, without disturbing the people inside at all.

The two looked in the direction, and walked directly towards the small hall where the women entered.After walking in, I found that it was probably a small Buddhist hall, lonely in a small courtyard, with dark shadows overwhelming everyone, and bells hanging from the cornices.Although the wind was howling in the courtyard, the bells remained motionless.

Chu Fengge watched it for a long time, then suddenly drew out his sword, slashed in the air, and the bell rang loudly, making people feel dizzy when they heard it.If someone is watching from the side, you can see that the sixteen bells are faintly connected with each other, forming a large formation that can consume consciousness and confuse people's minds, but at this moment the formation is picked up by Jian Guang. , Immediately there was an earth-shaking change.

As soon as the sword's posture changed, Liangyi transformed into black and white, and a cold light pierced out from it, and the flying immortals in the clouds rose one after another, like a sharp knife entering water, and ruthlessly stirred into the formation.The originally well-defended formation burst open like a spider web of cracks, and the sound of shattering like glass falling to the ground could be vaguely heard.The bell flew up and turned into powder.

He retracted his sword and turned around, nodded to Yun Zhongjun, and went straight in with his sword.Seeing such a simple and rude way of breaking the formation, Yun Zhongjun shook his head, sighed and followed naturally.The interior of the Buddhist hall seems to be ordinary. It enshrines the auspicious goddess that is common in Buddhism in southern Xinjiang. Under the statue of the goddess is an altar, and then there is a simple futon underneath, nothing else.

Chu Fengge stared at the futon for a while, looked up at the auspicious goddess, and said nothing, Yun Zhongjun glanced at it and said: "The futons are all cold, and there is a layer of dust on them, usually no one sits on them at all."

The two bowed to the statue of the auspicious goddess, and then took a closer look indoors.After unfolding his consciousness in the room, he found that there was no abnormality in this shabby room without those strange strings of bells.

Therefore, the two of them could clearly see in the darkroom that those women and the eunuchs were bowing down to a god statue. The god statue held a flower in one hand and smiled on its face. The Flower God that Jingu said?

When the Flower God Palace was very powerful, the Flower God Palace publicly proclaimed the name of the Flower God. According to legend, women who chanted his name would surely achieve their wishes, so many people believed in it, especially among women.Huashen Palace also uses this to absorb luck and incense, select disciples, and mix its own luck with human luck.As a result, the Huashen Palace is difficult to discern, and it is endlessly alive. It is really the enemy of righteousness.

It wasn't until later that the righteous way prospered and the evil way declined, and the name of the Flower God faded a little, but the wild fire continued to burn, and the spring breeze blew again.

Chu Fengge looked at those women and eunuchs kneeling before the flower god with extreme piety, prostrating fanatically, begging for the grace of the flower god, and couldn't help thinking that if there was a real god to bow down to them, it would probably not be the flower god's turn to act fiercely.In other words, after the Huashen Palace is wiped out, another god will be sealed here.

As soon as he made up his mind, he directly plunged Chiru Liuhua down, the floor cracked, and he and Yun Zhongjun fell directly into the dark room below.As soon as Yun Zhongjun stood firm, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Chu Fengge, tsk tsk, this is still my nephew, not cute at all.

All the people below are mere mortals with naked eyes, no matter how dodge, they are all crushed to the ground by the falling earth and rocks.Chu Fengge directly pushed aside the earth, stone and bricks blocking the way, and walked up to the statue.

The statue is a celestial maiden with loose flowers, her clothes are floating, her expression is charming, and her posture is strange, as if she is about to go away against the wind.With a light touch of Chu Fengge's consciousness on the body, he changed to another world in an instant.

He seems to have become a statue of a goddess. From the day she was formed, she sat on the high platform and looked at the countless women who worshiped and prayed in front of him.

Those who have been deceived, insulted, hurt, and finally went to extremes, or who have been wronged, can only cry and pray helplessly in the statue of God. God is merciful and selfless, but this is not the real God. It is a utensil for the Huashen Palace to store luck.This goddess statue led them to the road of no return.

As their devotion deepens, their souls and luck will be absorbed by the goddess statues, and then guided to the Flower God Palace.Their beliefs will only make them slaves who cannot escape their fate.

Chu Fengge's mind was moved, and he looked at the void if he felt it. Between the virtual and the real, a true god who had been suppressed by the secret method of the Huashen Palace loomed faintly, with pity in his eyes and a flustered expression, he watched with fear. Chu Fengge opened his mouth, as if saying to save them.

Chu Fengge lowered his eyes in silence, and after a while, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Yun Zhongjun was born as a cultivator, and he has a lot of experience in the law of the divine way. He can easily see where the Huashen Palace is from the flow of incense. Hearing Chu Fengge's question, he replied: "Don't worry, just follow me .”

"Okay." The two turned and left, but before they left, Chu Fengge turned around and split the statue of the goddess in two with a sword. The cause and effect were separated, even if other Huashen real people came, they would not be able to see what happened.He and Yun Zhongjun came here lightly, just to catch Huashen Palace by surprise, so how could they expose themselves so easily.

After identifying the direction, the two walked into the misty moonlight together.But in Huashen Palace, Ruyi Tiannv, who was cultivating, suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and when she did a divination, she saw that the road ahead was boundless, and she knew that someone was covering up the secret. admit defeat.

She stood up, wrapped the shawl tightly around her body, and stepped out of the Hehuan Hall. On the high platform, she looked at the Cuifang Hall where Gu Huixue used to live. She used to sing and sing every night, but now she was lying there like a wild beast. .She just curled her lips into a smile, Gu Huixue is dead, but I definitely won't.

And in the desert, a poisonous scorpion slowly crawled across the sand dunes as usual, when it was suddenly held down by a white palm.Shen Zhongyu crawled out from the sand, spat out a mouthful of sand, picked up the scorpion and looked at it for a while, it seemed that it was coming soon.

I don't know the time in the desert, and it is difficult to distinguish things. Shen Zhongyu was not in a hurry, and simply stopped and stopped to cultivate his mind and calm his nerves, and finally made him come to the vicinity of the old wormhole.The scorpion he was holding looked very similar to the ones in the worm pit, and it must have been their grandson.

As soon as he put the scorpion on the ground, his spiritual sense followed it and walked quickly on the ground, and got into a big pit in a blink of an eye.Then, Shen Zhongyu's consciousness suddenly bumped into a large number of insects piled up like a mountain, so frightened that he immediately withdrew his consciousness, and stood there with a pale face, feeling a little nauseous.

He took a deep breath, and decided to burn all these bugs born of self-resentment and death, and treat it as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue.He walked to the side of the worm pit and looked in. There were dense, rustling, crawling worms, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the candle that was lit on the bright moon night, and threw it into the worm pit.

There is nothing in Qianyang True Fire that does not burn, and as soon as it falls into it, a human-high flame rises with a chirping sound.The poisonous insects squeaked harshly in the flames, exuding a stench like a rotting corpse.Shen Zhongyu hugged the lantern and looked at the blazing fire, and felt a little more refreshed in his heart.

The fire burned for two full days, and when the wind died down and the fire stopped, Shen Zhongyu waved his hand, and the stronger and brighter Qianyang True Fire went back into the moonlit night without even hiccupping, still swaying and shining brightly.

Standing on it, he saw that the big pit had been cleaned up a lot, but he could still feel the resentment and death in his consciousness, and these poisonous insects that eat flesh and blood would continue to be born.If the demon corpses and zombies in this large tomb are not removed for a day, in a few hundred years, this large pit will still be filled.

Jumping inwards, he fluttered down to the side of the cave that he had entered in the past, and found that the cave was much bigger, enough for a person to walk in standing up, and his consciousness dispersed, and he saw zombies in the floating and looming traces In and out scenarios.Those zombies finally dug the tunnel tirelessly, and when they came out, they were eaten by worms, and then gave birth to more worms.

Seeing such a scene, Shen Zhongyu turned pale, spit two mouthfuls of saliva into the handkerchief, and then burned it, which is also a good thing, he thought, otherwise, those zombies who don't know hunger and thirst, but only smell the smell of flesh and blood will go In the villages living in clusters outside the desert, that is a disaster.

Huashen Zhenren's spirit is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, the law is added to the body, and he is one with the heaven and the earth, so his breath is light, and he can hardly smell the smell of human flesh.Because of this, Shen Zhongyu walked smoothly to the previous hall and saw zombies wandering around inside. When he raised his hand, a white lotus appeared.

The gloomy cave in the mountain immediately became a lotus Buddha kingdom. Under the light of the white lotus fairy, the zombie's nature shrouded in resentment manifested itself. A phantom emerged from his body, bowed to Shen Zhongyu, entered reincarnation, and then acted The zombies fell to the ground and turned into dry bones.

When he was saving the zombies, suddenly a gust of wind blew over the clear light surrounding Shen Zhongyu, making an ear-piercing creaking sound.In Shen Zhongyu's consciousness, he saw a white-haired jerk stretching out his hand defiantly, using long and sharp black nails to sharpen his claws on the clear light turned into a measuring ruler.

He didn't turn around, turned his hand over, and the long sword appeared, and he released it directly to the back, as if he had eyes on his back, and sent it directly into the belly of the zombie. Zombies exploded into pieces.

At the same time, the surrounding murals are shadowy, and the figures on the murals are swaying, gradually changing from fake to real, swaying down.On that day, the Yellow Emperor fought Chi You in Zhuolu, Chi You raised the wind and rain, the Yellow Emperor summoned the daughter-in-law, Chi You raised the mist, and the Yellow Emperor acted as a guide... This ancient battle seems to be reappearing before our eyes.

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