Seeing Wang Hongbin continue to move towards the center, Zhang Jianfeng suddenly remembered something, and quickly ran to the flag banner and shouted to Wang Hongbin: "No! Wang Hongbin, get back quickly! That is the center of the ultimate corpse poison, you can't go there!" "Wang Hongbin just turned around and glanced viciously, and said fiercely: "Zhang Jianfeng, do you still want to hinder my good deeds?" Zhang Jianfeng shouted at the top of his lungs: "No!! Come back..." "My lovely soul. , I want to take you back now. Hahahaha." As soon as Wang Hongbin's body came into contact with those pure black corpse poisons, it immediately made a "sizzling" sound like fat meat being fried in oil on a hot pan, and at the same time it quickly rotted. Vaporized, a strong viscous smell came, and the tall body had already turned into many wisps of green smoke curling up. "I - want - to be reincarnated..." The weak last voice slowly disappeared from the center of the ring of sin.
Zhang Jianfeng weakly lowered the Suzaku Sword, and Xiaolan said quietly: "Actually, Wang Hongbin is not wrong. Who doesn't want to be reincarnated, and who wants to stay in this world and endure endless pain and sorrow, especially when the injustice towards him is not big. As for ghosts. This time, Wang Hongbin's soul can never be reunited, right?" Zhang Jianfeng's eyes became more and more sharp, and he slowly raised his sword and pointed at the inner layer of Lanruo Temple: "There is only one culprit - Lanruo Temple!" Flag Banner Quickly change the formation, leaving a path leading to the center. At the end of the path is darkness that cannot be seen and a vortex that swallows human life. Xiao Lan struggled to carry Xiao Qing on her back and said: "If you walk along this path, can you really reach the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "If you walk through the center, you will inevitably meet the undead. You can't win. If so, I will use the Suzaku Sword to break out of a path, and you can run over and jump into that passage with Xiao Qing on your back." Xiaolan asked nervously: "Then... what about you?" Zhang Jianfeng said: "Don't worry, I have a charm on me. You can go directly to the ghost world. See you in the ghost world."
The color of the vortex is getting darker and darker, the rotation is getting faster and faster, and the flags are becoming more and more crooked. Zhang Jianfeng and Xiaolan are surpassing the barrier at the fastest speed. With a "pop" sound, a person on the left The flag banner fell down because it could not bear the pressure, and the ultimate corpse poison rushed towards Zhang Jianfeng and Xiaolan with lightning speed. "Zhang Jianfeng!!" Xiaolan shouted. Zhang Jianfeng no longer hesitated, raised the Suzaku Sword and shouted: "All those who are facing the battle are marching forward in formation. The Nine Characters are always the key to secret blessings. There is no such thing as this! Open!!" The Suzaku Sword glowed with a burst of white light, and the flag A gap appeared in the flag instantly, and the white light touched the incoming corpse poison. Zhang Jianfeng pulled Xiaolan and said, "Follow me!" He jumped out of the white light and completely broke out of the circle surrounded by the ultimate corpse poison.
The walls are coated with gold powder on all sides and engraved with silver lines. The jades placed on both sides reflect each other and give off a faint halo. Is this the main hall of Lanruo Temple? Is this the true face of the ghost temple? Or did they break into a palace by mistake? "Zhang Jianfeng, look here." Xiaolan suddenly pointed to the wall on the left. There was a large mural painted on it, depicting many women in strange clothes kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, holding large and small plates. , the saucer was filled with treasures that they could not name, and their faces were full of fear and piety. In front of the women, there was a high throne inlaid with pearls, agates and emeralds, and the two behind them were The woman was standing respectfully with her phoenix-winged fan, and on the throne, sat a woman with hairpins on her head and a gorgeous dress. Her eyes were looking straight ahead, her expression was peaceful, she looked graceful, noble, elegant and dignified. "Clothes." Xiaolan whispered: "Her clothes are exactly the same as Fang Ying's." Zhang Jianfeng didn't pay attention to the painting at all. At this moment, his whole body was stiff because he accidentally saw an inscription in the lower right corner of the mural, It seems so familiar yet so strange: "The soul-inducing lamp is difficult to break but not inevitable. If it is made of blood, it can attract good luck and force evil, but it can also cure corpse poison." "Tuobei Zhuan" 》? Zhang Jianfeng's eyes were moist. It turned out that Gudao Hongyi was like this. How did Liang Hua overcome the ultimate corpse poison back then? There is no way to know now. Rather than saying that what she left to us is a terrifying legend that shocked the campus, it would be better to say that what she left to us is the most precious legacy of cracking the mourning hall classroom, and she exchanged the curse of the world for incomprehensible curses at the cost of her own life.
God's position? Zhang Jianfeng suddenly remembered to see what kind of shrine was enshrined in Lanruo Temple. He turned around and looked at the central altar, and was immediately frightened to see that Fang Ying, who was dressed in strange clothes, had already stood there, looking cold. She looked at them coldly, and her body was evenly covering the divine position. Zhang Jianfeng secretly complained. Before he could recover the mana he had just broken through the ultimate corpse poison, a powerful enemy suddenly appeared. It was bound to be a disaster. As he was thinking about how to adapt to the situation, Xiaolan had already put down Xiaoqing and walked towards Fang Ying and said: "Fang Ying, I went to look for you in the mourning hall classroom, but you were not there. I wanted to tell you, can you let it go? You have worked hard for so many years, isn't it painful? Let it go, okay?" Zhang Jianfeng was so shocked that he didn't even have time to think about it, and used eight Ji Zhen Tufa: "Xiao Lan is back!" Xiao Lan was blocked by the flags and was startled. She turned to Zhang Jianfeng and said, "What are you doing? Fang Ying doesn't want this. She is in pain. We should help her." Zhang Jianfeng shouted: "Don't you understand yet? She is no longer Fang Ying at all!!!"
Xiao Lan stood motionless as if she had been struck by lightning. Zhang Jianfeng turned to stare at Fang Ying and said, "Am I right? The thousand-year-old undead spirit that has been resurrected through the bodies of others based on the same experience and hatred, Lanruo Temple's Master. No, would it be more appropriate for me to call you princess?" "Princess?!" Xiaolan looked at Fang Ying in disbelief. "You were burned to death in the same way, you were killed by your own relatives in the same way, the same resentment and similar experiences temporarily weakened the sealing ability of Lanruo Temple. At the scene of the Fang family's burning, your vaporized soul was able to escape. , invading Fang Ying’s soul, two people from different dynasties overlapped, so you have this strange costume. Your head is still in modern costume, but the clothes are changed to the palace you wore on the day you died. Zhang Jianfeng pointed at the mural and said: "On your head, you are wearing the Nine Phoenix Chaoyang Pearl Hairpin that can only be worn by close relatives of the royal family, and you are wearing the Nine Phoenix Clustered and Wide Sleeve palace dress that can only be worn by princesses and queens, so you are not a queen. You are the princess. Although you try your best to show off the supreme majesty, you still can't hide the childishness and innocence on your face that is inexperienced in the world. You don't have the grace of a mother who cares about the world, so I infer that you are a princess, not a queen. And the round fan held by the palace maid behind you is pure peacock green unique to the early Ming Dynasty, so I think you are a princess who died tragically in the Ming Dynasty. There are still seven stone piers left on the island. One of the two rows of stone statues standing in front of your mausoleum. Because of the exquisite patterns and huge financial resources, only the royal family can achieve it. You must be very favored by your father to be qualified to hold such a grand and huge scene. If I'm not wrong, that mural must be your birthday celebration picture." Zhang Jianfeng, who had always been dull, was full of energy today and kept criticizing Fang Qiu, and everything he said was a puzzle that even Xiaolan couldn't figure out. .
The female ghost stared at Zhang Jianfeng coldly for a long time, and said quietly: "I haven't met such a smart person for a long time. You are right." Zhang Jianfeng waved a yellow talisman and said: "Then, princess, please move away a little bit. , there is no need to cover the altar, what Lanruo Temple enshrines is not a god at all, but your spirit!" The female ghost gave a cold "hum" and slowly floated to the left, avoiding the yellow talisman. Sure enough, , in the center is a huge gold-lacquered spiritual tablet, with the inscription: Ming Jianwen, the Great Merciful Saint, Dunrong, Wenwan, Xiaoli, Wenyi, and Princess Yongning’s tomb. Zhang Jianfeng stared at the spiritual statue for a long time, then raised his head and looked at the top of the hall inexplicably, and said: "Princess, can you tell me why this place is called Lanruo Temple?" The princess said slowly: "Because you broke the seal for me. For the sake of it, I might as well make your death clearer, because my favorite flowers are those graceful and free flowers outside, so the nickname my father gave me is "Lan Ruo". Now you understand, are you ready to die? "All the answers to the mystery came to light. Zhang Jianfeng sighed secretly, picked up the Suzaku Sword and said: "Since I want to come in today, I am determined to fight with you. Come on, let's fight to the death." The princess said coldly: "You are too childish. Okay, do you think those eight-pole formation diagrams and a rotten sword can resist me?" After saying that, Zhang Jianfeng waved his sleeve towards the formation, Zhang Jianfeng only felt that the sword was as hot as fire, and he hurriedly threw it He raised his hand, and in less than two seconds, all the flags and the Vermillion Bird Sword had turned into a puddle of blue-black rotten water. The two most powerful magic weapons were instantly wiped out in one round. Not to mention reaching the entrance to the apse, there was no chance to even rush out of the main hall. Beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Jianfeng's forehead. His strength was more than a hundred times worse than that of the princess!
The princess sighed and said, "I told you humans to give up, but you always refused to listen and always made me angry." She waved her sleeves and robes and repeated her old tricks, "Farewell, Master, farewell, Zhongnan Mountain. "After some struggle, Zhang Jianfeng finally closed his eyes. It turned out that he still had to accept his fate. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound breaking through the air outside Lanruo Temple, and a white dot quickly approached Zhang Jianfeng. The princess screamed and put down her sleeves in a hurry. Zhang Jianfeng opened his eyes and couldn't help feeling sad and happy. The white dot turned out to be The most precious treasure of Zhongnan Mountain is the Seven-Star Longquan Sword! Zhang Jianfeng hurriedly stepped forward and held the Seven-Star Longquan Sword tightly in his hand, only to find that there was a small note attached to it, which was written by Gu Xinghan himself: "My master has integrated the bronze seal and the extinction talisman into the Seven-Star Longquan Sword." The sword, the three treasures combined, is invincible in the world." At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Jianfeng put away the sword and said ecstatically: "Female ghost, are you afraid that I won't be able to take you back this time?" The princess said coldly: "You are too happy too early. If you want to defeat I must find my ashes, and I have been searching here for more than a thousand years without any clues." Zhang Jianfeng waved his seven-star Longquan sword, and the sword emitted a dazzling white light. The princess was forced to retreat to a blind corner. Zhang Jianfeng took this opportunity to grab the spiritual tablets on the altar, and said slowly: "Actually, the people who built this temple have already given you a hint, and the ashes are placed in the spiritual tablets in the main hall!" The princess' face changed. Changed course: "What evidence do you have?"
"Do you see the wall on the left? Except for a group of small murals in the upper left corner, the rest of the wall is blank. Not to mention that it looks extremely out of place. Compared with the grand mural on the right, it immediately forms a huge contrast. The person who built this temple for you must be a royal craftsman who embodies the best of architecture in the country. How could he be so careless? Therefore, the only explanation is that this wall must contain something that was not dared to be announced under the historical conditions at that time. It has a special meaning. The reason why he did this was to attract the attention of later generations. Except for the strange beast dragon in this temple, it is unimaginable to not find the ashes. Therefore, there is good reason to guess that this set of murals reveals the ashes. The key! That group of murals depicts the story of Lord Xinling, one of the four great princes in the Warring States Period, who stole the tiger talisman and privately mobilized the army to rescue the Zhao State. The whole story revolves around one clue - the tiger talisman changed hands, so the tiger talisman's The whereabouts naturally become the center of this story. The tiger talisman is a talisman used to dispatch troops in ancient times. It was already called a token in the Ming Dynasty. The token is the homophone of the spirit tablet. Therefore, your ashes will always be placed there. The most conspicuous and easily overlooked place—among the spiritual tablets!”
The princess suddenly looked ashen and lowered her head. After a while, she slowly raised her head again. Xiaolan was surprised to find that there was light flowing in her eyes. She just heard her whisper: "That's it, that's it. I I understand completely. That night, the moon was as bright as if it had been wiped by Chang'e. I quietly hid behind the big screen and watched him kneel down in front of my father, saying that he loved me and that he wanted to marry me. He would I spent my whole life to be my support, so that I could have everything that women in the world most want. At that moment, I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world, and I eagerly looked forward to my father’s approval. However, my father did not I trusted him, so in the end, he left disappointed. I tried my best to hold back my tears behind the screen. I don’t blame my father. He loves me too much. There is no reason to agree to the marriage so rashly, but he doesn’t know that he My favorite daughter could not tolerate anyone else except him. Late that night, I left the palace maid and ran to the back garden. I saw him kneeling there alone, holding a pot of blooming graceful free spirit in his hand. , told me that he doesn’t like me because I am a princess, just like he doesn’t like me because the graceful flowers are the royal flower species. If I am willing to follow him, he will plant all the graceful flowers in the sky as dowry, etc. He came with my phoenix chariot. I couldn't control myself and finally gave myself to him.
My father had no choice but to recruit him as his consort. On the day I left the palace, my father held my hand and refused to let me go in tears, saying that he had not taken good care of me. I have never seen my father so sad. However, , I just smiled and told him, don’t worry, I will live a very happy life, because that man has already made a lifelong promise to me under the witness of graceful freedom. My father finally let go, and somehow, I found a look of despair in his eyes.
Covered in a bright red headscarf, I sat quietly on the bed, waiting for him to come in. There was still a lot of noise outside. Haven't they finished their wine yet? At this time, suddenly a gust of wind blew into the house, and a familiar faint fragrance came. It was the graceful and free fragrance he promised to plant for me. I couldn't help but lift my headscarf, open the windows and doors, and look out. I wanted to see what kind of thrilling beauty the boundless pink was. However, I didn't see anything. I only saw many guards with weapons hurriedly passing through the corridor, looking panicked, as if something big had happened. I quickly closed the window, feeling suddenly uneasy. Why didn't he come in for so long
It was so hot. It was getting hotter and hotter. I felt uncomfortable all over and was sweating profusely. I called the maid, but no one came in. So I had to pour myself some water. At this moment, the door was suddenly shut. After being knocked open, my favorite personal maid fell to the ground with her face covered in blood, and told me in an almost hoarse voice that he had rebelled. He used the wedding banquet to kill many officials. Now he is leading troops to kill my father and tells me to escape quickly. Thick flames broke out from the four corners of the room, vigorous and crackling, instantly turning the place into a hellish blood red. Then, he walked past the window, holding a torch in his hand. He just looked at me lightly, expressionlessly, then turned around and left, walking so decisively and resolutely, without any hesitation, just like That day he knelt on the ground and was as determined as he promised me. The wind blew in again, and it was still the ever-changing light fragrance and pink oath, but this time it fell gently next to my red scarf. Where are the endless graceful free species? I will never have the chance to see them again.
The rebellion was successful, and my father's life or death was uncertain. My soul floated through all the inner courtyards of the palace, but there was no trace of my father. Some people said that he had escaped. Only then did I suddenly realize the despair in my father's eyes. Did he want to take me with him? In the end, because of my willfulness, I had to abandon his favorite daughter, leaving the formerly aloof princess to become a lonely ghost.
He became a high official and brought many beautiful women home, saying they would be his second and third bedrooms. There were many Taoist priests and monks who came back with him, and they brought many magical weapons that I was afraid of. Those Taoist monks built a temple for me and named it after me. It was called Lanruo Temple. A monk told him that by placing a stable beast dragon on the roof, I would be able to accept heaven's orders forever, so that I would not be able to cause trouble. So he immediately happily led people to do it himself, and his joyful expression was better than the success of the rebellion. And I accidentally saw that in his third-room concubine's room, there happened to be the pot of graceful flowers that he proposed to me, but the flowers had all withered.
I was thinking and thinking in the temple, but I couldn't figure it out. He had clearly told me personally that he loved me, and his expression was so sincere and pure that he seemed graceful and free. I wanted to go out and see him, but I couldn't. Can't get out. I wanted to find the ashes and be reincarnated, but I couldn't find them either. On a night of lightning and thunder, I finally understood that he wanted to trap me in this temple forever, never being able to get out. Who knew, it wasn't just that, he also left a reminder of the ashes, hoping that those who would come after me would completely suppress me. Even if he doesn't love me the most, why does he do such cruel things to me? Is that basin of graceful freedom really just an illusion in my eyes? Have I always loved someone who hates me the most? "