Self-cultivation in the world of monster hunting

Because of these oil lamps, the Xuankong Temple is not completely dark, but it is completely isolated from the outside world. Now Lu Xiang can't hear any other sounds except his own breathing.

This feeling was really weird. After lying on the ground for a while, Lu Xiang couldn't take it anymore. He got up from the ground and looked at the whole main hall seriously.

The back is a rock wall, and the top, bottom, left, and right fronts are all sealed with spider silk.If Sijun hadn't been injured, maybe he could still break the formation.But now... Lu Xiang, not to mention breaking the formation, might even find it difficult to drill a hole in the cliff.

But Lu Xiang didn't intend to sit still, he had to find a way to save himself and Sijun.Besides, just now, Meng Chengyan said, "You will know it eventually, and you will know it when you die."

This sentence really had a deep meaning, Lu Xiang believed that Meng Chengyan had finally trapped them, and would not let them go out and give them a chance to find the truth.Therefore, there must be something special about this Hanging Temple, perhaps the truth of what Lu Xiang wants is here.

It seems that there is no way to go, but no matter what the situation is, Lu Xiang will never give up.No matter the truth or the way out, Lu Xiang will look for it.

Lu Xiang cheered up his spirit, walked up to the Sansheng and knelt down to plead guilty: "The Sansheng is merciful, saving lives is the most important thing at this time."

After saying that, Lu Xiang stood up, put out most of the candles and put them in his skirt, leaving only one in his hand, and looked carefully at the narrow main hall.

In addition to the clay sculptures of the Three Saints, there are also painted statues of gods on the rock walls. Lu Xiang carefully looked at every inch of the rock wall, moved the incense burner around for a long time, and even moved the golden bodies of the Three Saints, but still nothing find any organs.

Lu Xiang stood in the middle of the main hall in confusion, holding the sword and asked, "There is nothing... Am I thinking wrong?"

Of course Jian would not answer Lu Xiang, and Lu Xiang gently stroked the body of the sword and said, "Get better soon, otherwise it will be too difficult for me to find clues alone. Wait...can I touch you like this? I Where are you touching? Which part are you?"

As Lu Xiang talked, he said that he blushed, yelled "ah", and quickly put the sword on his back. The villain complained first: "Sijun, why are you such a rascal! I don't want to talk to you I'm going to continue looking for clues!"

After bullying Sijun and being unable to speak out now, Lu Xiang's mood improved a lot, so he picked up the oil lamp again and looked for clues more seriously.

This time, Lu Xiang carefully looked at every strand of hair of the statue on the mural, and I don't know how long he looked at it like this, and finally there was a mural that made Lu Xiang feel different.

This smaller mural is not based on the legend of the gods, but rather life-like.This painting is painted at the lowest point on the left side of the rock wall, and it is about the gatehouse of a large family.

The door on the mural was half opened, and a woman with a kind face leaned out half of the body from the door, looking at the scene outside the door.

This mural is so lifelike that it not only makes people wonder whether there is really a family of immortals behind this gate.

Such a mural, appearing in Zhenyao Temple, is really a bit weird.Because Lu Xiang knows that this kind of "Woman Opening the Door Picture" mural is usually used in tombs, and it is a common theme of tomb murals.Through the action of the lady opening the door, it is implied that there is a courtyard house behind the door.This kind of hint can expand the original narrow tomb infinitely in imagination.

How could there be such a mural here?Could it be that the craftsman made a mistake?

Lu Xiang was full of confusion, so he looked closer and more carefully, and found that the color of this mural was slightly different from that of the other statues, and the paint was less worn, so it should be painted later than the other statues.

This is really weird. Lu Xiang hurriedly reached out to touch the mural, but he couldn't find any mechanism after searching for a long time. No matter how you look at it, it's just a mural.

"What's going on?" Lu Xiang stared at the mural, pondered for a moment, and then murmured, "Maybe I misunderstood, it shouldn't be an agency, but what is it?"

The sword still couldn't answer Lu Xiang's question, but kept silent. Lu Xiang was so confused that he couldn't help it, so he simply sat down cross-legged and stared at the woman on the mural.

In short, this mural must be weird... Where is the weirdness?Is it the gesture of a woman?The posture of the woman seemed to be inviting people outside the door to come in as guests. Her expression was extraordinarily vivid, and the words of the invitation seemed to be ringing in her ears...but...she was just a figure in a painting, can't really...

"That's right!" Lu Xiang suddenly shouted in a flash of inspiration, and an idea appeared in his mind.

Maybe the door on this mural is really a door?

Lu Xiang had never heard of such an institution, but he wanted to try it.

Thinking of landing, Lu Xiang immediately stood up, stared nervously at the woman on the mural, and said, "Thank you Madam for inviting me, I will come soon."

After saying that, Lu Xiang took another two steps back with the oil lamp, and then quickly ran towards the mural.

With a "bang", Lu Xiang slammed his head on the rock wall, hitting the ashes on his forehead, causing Lu Xiang to grin his teeth in pain.

Lu Xiang howled and rubbed his forehead by himself, and then thought a little aggrieved, if only Sijun was in human form at this time, it would be fine if he rubbed it for himself, it wouldn't hurt.

There is no other way now, so I can only sigh by myself, and then Lu Xiang stepped back a few steps, and said seriously to the woman on the mural: "Madam, you step back, I am really here."

After saying this, Lu Xiang retreated to the furthest distance, took a sprint posture, and stared at the motionless mural. After getting ready, Lu Xiang suddenly ran towards the mural in one breath!

The mural was still motionless. Seeing that the distance was getting closer and it was about to hit it again, Lu Xiang was ready to roll in pain, and he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes hard.

Just when the distance was only the last step, the woman on the mural suddenly moved!

She opened the door in a panic, and then quickly ran towards the corridor behind the door, quickly avoiding Lu Xiang, a fool who didn't know what to do.

The idiot still had his eyes closed and rushed in desperately. He was ready for pain, but the moment he touched the rock wall, the expected pain did not come, and a faint halo came over him. The part where he touched the rock wall lit up.

Lu Xiang's body quickly melted into the rock wall, but Lu Xiang didn't notice it at all, and rushed in with his eyes closed until the threshold tripped his legs, and he staggered and fell to the ground in an instant.

Lu Xiang yelled "Ouch", lying on the ground for a long time, Lu Xiang slowly realized that something was wrong.

The light has dimmed!

Lu Xiang quickly straightened up and took a closer look. The gate was behind him, and in front of him was a long, dark corridor. The only light was the candle he was holding just now.

Really came in, you guessed it!

Lu Xiang jumped up happily, the hem of his clothes stirred up a little breeze, and the candle flames on the ground flickered immediately. Lu Xiang panicked, stopped his big movements, moved slowly to pick up the candle, and carefully guarded the lighted candle. .

Lu Xiang's Qiankun bag was not brought in, and Sijun turned back into his original body. If the light was gone at this time, Lu Xiang really didn't know how frightened he would be.

"We're coming in!" Lu Xiang was very happy to announce the good news to Sijun with the sword, and then said, "Let's keep going, although there may be danger ahead, it's better than waiting to die, you say yes Bar?"

Sijun will definitely say "yes".

Lu Xiang felt that he had been affirmed, so he became bolder and continued to move forward with a candle.

Inside the Hanging Temple, the door on the mural was opened and was slowly closing, and the young man in white could be vaguely seen walking forward through the gap.

This promenade is really long, there is nothing in the front and back, the whole is pitch-black, and it doesn't look like there is a mechanism. Lu Xiang walked for a long time before he finally saw a little change.

On the originally bare rock walls, colorful murals gradually appeared. At first, they were decorated with flowers, birds, fish and insects, and then some figures appeared.

Lu Xiang slowed down, brought the candle close to the mural, and looked at it carefully.

These murals are somewhat different from the murals in the Hanging Temple just now. They are not about the legends of the gods, but a quick glance reveals that these murals are coherent, and they are narrating, just like in a tomb, using murals to describe The life of the owner of the tomb.

As soon as this idea popped up, Lu Xiang stopped immediately.

The picture of a woman opening the door, the long underground corridor, the narrative murals on the wall...

These all look like something from a tomb...so...is this really a tomb?

Lu Xiang shuddered, looked at the murals a few more times, and confirmed the guess in his heart - this is a tomb, and he is in the tomb passage now.

However, Lu Xiang vaguely remembered that he had heard that cremation was advocated in Wanyang area. After death, people were burned to a handful of ashes, and then sprinkled into the Wanyang River without leaving graves.If the descendants want to pay homage, they will use the relics left by their ancestors as offerings.

Therefore, this should not be the tomb of the Meng family, or even the tomb of people in Wanyang.

Lu Xiang boldly stretched out his hand to touch the rock wall, observed carefully, and found that the rock wall looked newer than the one in the Xuankong Temple.The Hanging Temple has been built for more than 70 years, so this tomb was built after the Hanging Temple.

But thinking about it this way, the question arises again, who would build a tomb next to Zhenyao Temple?Besides, there is Ji Nanhong's formation in Xuankong Temple, if the tomb is built here, wouldn't it also suppress the owner of the tomb?

It is impossible for the builder not to know about this, but he did it anyway, which means that it is his purpose to suppress the owner of the tomb!

It's not for the rest of the dead, and it's not for future generations to remember their ancestors. The builder just wants to use the formation of Zhenyao Temple and Ji Nanhong to suppress the owner of this tomb!

A dead person needs to be suppressed... If it wasn't for the builder's overwhelming hatred for this dead person, then this dead person would not live peacefully after death, and could still pose a threat to people.

So... what kind of terrifying identity is the owner of the tomb?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiang's back began to break out in cold sweat.

"Sijun, get well soon!" Lu Xiang panted softly, and said, "Did you see that this is a tomb passage! We walked into a tomb, and the people who built the tomb wanted to use the Xuankong Temple He Ji Nanhong's spirit weapon restrained the owner of the tomb, which means that the owner of the tomb may be an extraordinary person... If you get worse... I may be beaten violently."

Sijun still failed to give Lu Xiang an answer, Lu Xiang sighed and said: "But even if you go back to the Xuankong Temple, you won't be able to get out, so it's better to go forward and try your luck. Is this the reason? Then let's go."

So Lu Xiang took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he continued to look at the murals on the rock wall, hoping to find some clues.