With expectations and speculations, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing finally set foot on the sixth floor this time. Before they stepped in, just when they were standing at the wooden staircase, a cold feeling came, making Zhao Jiuge's whole body I feel a little bad.
As for Bai Qingqing, when she raised her head, she was a little startled, because on this level of the stone tower, even if the sunlight from the outside came in, she could not feel any brightness.
Because the walls around the sixth floor are painted with many evil ghosts and cold things, even at Zhao Jiuge's cultivation level, he can feel that there seems to be a layer of coldness on the walls, which is constantly radiating out. Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge were reluctant to take a step forward and get closer to the walls.
There were fierce ghost kings and ghosts painted on the wall, as well as some weak ghosts, but they were cold things after all, so Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing hurried to the top of the stone tower without fully reading what was on the wall. , which is the seventh floor of the stone tower.
When they went up the wooden stairs, they could clearly feel that the oppressive and cold atmosphere had dissipated a lot. Zhao Jiuge was more and more impressed now by who the owner of this stone tower was.
In some parts of this Shura battlefield, there are many simple and dilapidated buildings, which means that this place also had a glorious time, indicating that there should have been many sects here. In the end, some disputes and chaotic fighting led to the current situation. kind of degree.
When Zhao Jiuge looked up at the scene on the top floor, he was deeply shocked again. Undoubtedly, the last mural was as ingenious as the work of nature. There was a unique atmosphere permeating the mural, and the painting quality was definitely better than before. The six-story one is much more refined.
Even though the exquisite murals are carved with colorful colors, there is no sense of violation. Just one glance, Zhao Jiuge has a look of wonder on his face, and he does not blink when he looks at the mural, because this mural can basically be regarded as the previous one. The summary of six scrolls depicts the images of all living beings in this world.
Above the mural, there is an immortal with an unworldly temperament sitting in the clouds. He is holding a fishing rod in his hand to fish for the luck of the human world below. There are many figures in the human city, and people come and go without knowing it.
There are also handsome or gorgeous immortals wearing gorgeous robes, who are in the majestic palaces and pavilions, intoxicated and dreamy, listening to bursts of fairy music and watching the graceful dancing girls.
In some hidden caves or sect power positions, many monks are practicing hard, and some are so addicted that they don't know the passage of time, like a dream where hundreds of years have passed away in a hurry.
Some frowned slightly, as if they had encountered some bottleneck, while others were content and content, each with a different look and state of mind.
And in the human world, there are also paintings of birth, old age, illness and death. There are old people lying on the bed, dying, and they have obviously run out of oil and lamps. And beside the bed, all their descendants are waiting in front of them, looking sad.
There are young talents, high-spirited and high-spirited, riding a tall white horse to marry the woman they love. The joy comes from the heart, and can be vividly displayed in every move or look in the eyes.
In some houses, many steady figures were hurriedly going in and out with steaming basins of water. When the sound of wailing babies sounded, they just wiped their cloths indifferently. There was a lot of sweat on the wrinkled forehead, revealing a smile.
Others are on the bluestone-paved streets, where the sound of mourning music continues to resound. Rows of people, with paper money in their hands and sad expressions, are walking towards the suburbs outside the city.
Compared with the family happiness in the fairy world, the bustling life of the human world, the inextricability of the monks, and the ascetic life, some places are very different from these.
In some deep mountains, some spirits are struggling hard, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and practicing over time. Compared with human monks, their innate advantages are not obvious. On the contrary, they are the lowest-end creatures, even if they are needed for practice. It also requires a lot of time, not even as much as those spiritual beasts and monsters.
Some of them are just a plant. After being baptized by wind and rain, by chance, they accidentally get the opportunity to absorb spiritual power. They practice over time and silently strengthen themselves. It takes hundreds of years to open their spiritual wisdom, and it takes hundreds more years. To be able to transform into a human form, the premise is that you have not encountered any danger in so many years.
After all, the cultivation of those flowers and plants is more difficult, because there is no physical body, as a carrying object, the speed of naturally absorbing spiritual power is far slower than others, so those flowers and plants who want to practice have to pay a relatively high price.
While those flower and plant spirits were struggling to practice, some big demons were like overlords in the mountains, occupying their own territory and patrolling their territory without any worries. After all, after practicing to a certain level, they stood there The top of this world.
At the bottom of the mural, there is a purgatory, with mountains of swords and seas of fire, and the magnificent scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night. These ghosts who have lost their bodies are naturally in extreme pain. Without a certain level of cultivation, they can only stay in some cold places. , the scene has to endure its own kind of pain.
The entire mural depicts the sky full of gods, Buddhas, demons, and ghosts, and depicts the scenes of all living beings in the sky. This magnanimity and vision alone are beyond comparison with ordinary people. At least Zhao Jiuge can be sure that he is the owner of this stone tower. He was definitely not an ordinary person before. , maybe they are all immortals and land gods who have passed through the tribulation.
Although these murals were of little value, after watching them, Zhao Jiuge felt that his mind had become different. Especially when he saw the postures of the sentient beings in Lingyun, Zhao Jiuge seemed to have some insights in his mind, but he could not grasp the clue. .
Because these murals can attract spiritual consciousness, Zhao Jiuge was completely immersed in them and didn't take them seriously when watching them.
But unknowingly, not even Zhao Jiuge himself noticed, there were some quiet changes somewhere on the mural. At the top of the mural, in the majestic palace jade pavilion, the fairy who was originally ethereal and showing off her dancing seemed to be dancing slightly. Shake it up.
Zhao Jiuge, who was already somewhat immersed in the situation, suddenly became a little blurry, and waves of white mist filled the surroundings, as if he was in the clouds.
Then the sound of the surrounding fairy music could be heard clearly, and the crisp vocal music made Zhao Jiuge relax a little. Subconsciously, he wanted to look back for Bai Qingqing's figure, but when he looked back, there was still Bai Qingqing's figure.
This made Zhao Jiuge feel dazed and confused. Could it be that he missed Bai Qingqing too much, so Bai Qingqing's figure always appeared in his mind. For a moment, Zhao Jiuge himself was not sure, but at this time, a fragrant wind blew in his face. Come, so Zhao Jiuge stopped thinking about this matter and followed Xian Le's relaxed body to find the source of the fragrant wind.
Suddenly, dozens of slender figures appeared in front of Zhao Jiuge. Each of these figures had graceful postures and beautiful faces. They were wearing red gauze dresses, their limbs exposed white and tender skin, their feet were bare, and they had a little dot between their foreheads. Cinnabar.
When they came to Zhao Jiuge, they danced around Zhao Jiuge, and from time to time they teased Zhao Jiuge, or put the tulle of the dress on Zhao Jiuge's face, or stretched out her jade hand to touch it lightly. Zhao Jiuge.
Zhao Jiuge suddenly showed an expression of enjoyment, and at the same time he felt a sigh of relief in his heart. No wonder no matter those human traffickers or lackeys or generals on the battlefield, none of them want to be the emperor of the world, and lying drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman is probably what everyone wants to achieve.
Even Zhao Jiuge himself felt a little envious. Then Zhao Jiuge felt a little bored, and his expression slowly returned to a clear look, and then a look of amusement. He said to himself, "Here are these little tricks again. Fortunately, I don't fall for such tricks. Besides, your maid Feixianwu is too substandard, and I don't like your beauty. How can you confuse me?" "
Zhao Jiuge said this unknowingly just now. Zhao Jiuge was a little helpless about this. If it weren't for the cold and soft feeling when those maids touched him, I'm afraid Zhao Jiuge wouldn't be able to find the flaw for a while. Although he spoke in a relaxed tone, he couldn't help but feel something wrong. A cold sweat broke out. After all, if the other party really wanted to do harm to others, he would be in danger and be at the mercy of others.
But now Zhao Jiuge can be so calm now because he has figured out that since the other party dare not show up directly, using these small methods shows that he will not be a powerful character.
Sure enough, after the words fell, there was finally movement nearby, and a figure came slowly. This time it was no longer the maids in the fantasy, but a somewhat graceful figure, wearing a gorgeous gauze skirt, with a plump and beautiful figure. As a woman, her black hair is often coiled up, leaving only white and tender skin on her neck.
Undoubtedly, this figure at the moment is much more attractive than those maids and dancers just now, but Zhao Jiuge remains unmoved. Not to mention his mental training, he has done pretty well for so many years. Even if he has some ideas, no matter what It was Pei Susu. Her fair and green face was probably incomparable to most people, so it would be difficult for him to be tempted.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's alert expression and posture, the plump and beautiful woman couldn't help but smile and said in a soft voice, "Don't be nervous, this time is not an illusion, it's just that you are in my world."
Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge was a little confused, but he still believed what this beautiful woman said. However, he did not speak, but waited quietly to see what her purpose was. However, the next sentence immediately shocked Zhao Jiuge and became unbelievable. His eyes widened for a moment.
"Since my true body is in you and is still connected by blood with you, I naturally have to test your character. Otherwise, even if you have recognized your master now, I can forcefully erase this mark."
This time she spoke, with a playful smile on the face of this beautiful woman. At this time, Zhao Jiuge also understood the identity of the beautiful woman in front of him. She turned out to be the spirit of the scroll in the spiritual sea in her body. Now Zhao Jiuge finally understood why. The scroll in his body was so impatient and impatient. After entering the stone tower, he immediately became excited again.
Zhao Jiuge was dumbfounded at this moment. He was just trying to test himself, and it seemed that he was attracted here for his real body. After all, without the real body, the weapon spirit could not exert much power, and without the weapon spirit, the magic weapon could not exert its power. How powerful.
Now Zhao Jiuge completely understood the cause and effect. No wonder 'Zhi Ge' had previously said that there was a breath of weapon spirit in the scroll, but in the end he found nothing. Zhao Jiuge thought that because the scroll was damaged, he could not fully display his strength.
Judging from what this beautiful woman meant, if he hadn't woken up just now and withstood the test, he might have forcibly erased the connection between himself and the scroll. This made Zhao Jiuge a little lucky, unlike those men who couldn't look away from women when they saw them. .
However, Zhao Jiuge still had doubts in his heart, so he asked hesitantly. (To be continued)