Mo Chen focused his attention on the painting, and the disciples who illuminated for him couldn't help but move closer to look at it.
The pattern on it is intertwined and complicated. At first glance, it is just a bunch of chaotic lines, without a clear shape, and it is impossible to make sense of it.
If you look carefully, you don't think that's the case.
A disciple murmured:
"Like a crane..."
"It's obviously like a tiger. Look, this is the head, this is the claw, and this is the tail."
"No, I feel like a tree."
It is clearly the same stone gate, but everyone feels that they see different things from it.
Mo Chen didn't stop moving, he also traced the concave line on the other side of the stone gate. And when tracing this, he found that these recesses had a slightly different color, not impurities on the stone, but added later.
Mo Chen thought, maybe the person who set up the Dao mechanism first used ink or other colors to draw the line on the stone gate, and then left an engraving according to the line drawing.
It's been too long, and no one knows what happened at that time.
They can't be wrong, but they can't be right either.
Mo Chen knew much more than them.
This is not a picture, nor is it a map of the maze.
The stone gate is obviously controlled by a formation, and the pattern engraved on it is a star map.
It has been more than ten years since the master first let him touch the formation and formation eyes of Huiliu Mountain. During this period, he had observed the array eye and star map of Huiliu Mountain many times. When people look up at the sky, there is always an illusion that the stars seem to be nailed to the sky, each of which has its own position and is motionless. Only when the seasons change, people can find that they are quietly moving from one side of the sky to the sky. Moving to the other side, except for places like Tianji Mountain, no one has drawn a map of the stars to record their positions and changing trajectories.
But Mo Chen is different.
When Huiliu Mountain's formation changed, he could see the movement of the stars on the formation. The stars moved in a fixed direction, drawing different trajectories in the field of vision.
It's just a matter of a blink of an eye.
These lines on the stone gate are star maps.
Of course, this star map is much rougher than the map of Huiliu Mountain.
Mo Chen picked up the pen and found that the ink on it was about to dry, so he dipped the ink twice heavily, and paused with the tip of the pen on the stone gate, marking a mass of thicker ink marks.
He marked seven points on this stone gate.
After all, Wu Yunshen's experience is not comparable to that of other disciples.
"This is the star map?"
Mo Chen nodded.
Wu Yunshen turned his head and couldn't help but look at the young man standing beside him again.
There are not many people in the world who understand formations anymore, except for a few seniors, there are two or three sects that mainly focus on divination. Not everyone can understand something like a star map, let alone sort out the correct position from such a mess.
On the other stone door are twelve ink dots.
Wu Yunshen tried to judge the names of these ink dots from their distribution positions, and also wanted to try to figure out the law of the movement of these ink dots. But this matter is obviously very difficult, even though Mo Chen has already marked it out, Wu Yunshen can only see the veins of two or three star tracks, if there are more, his thoughts will be interrupted by other intersecting lines. Looking at it for a moment longer, he actually felt dizzy. The ink lines on the stone gate seemed to come to life, twisting and coiling, weaving into a huge vortex, causing him to fall forward uncontrollably.
Mo Chen pulled him just right.
Mo Chen had experienced Wu Yunshen's experience before he was ten years old. The first few times he went back to look at the formation map, he also had times when he couldn't stand still. He even bent down and vomited violently after only a few glances, as if his head had been hit hard with a heavy hammer There was chaos, and it took several days to recover.
Wu Yunshen is much more resolute than he was then, and the star map in front of him is much simpler than the formation map of Huiliu Mountain, so his will will not be damaged because of this.
"This map is the key to open the door?"
Mo Chen nodded.
He carefully measured Shimen, and traced it in the air with his fingers.
The others did not dare to disturb him, and even stepped back a little.
But those at the back of the queue don't know why they stopped. The previous stays were short, even the time when I crossed the dark river, I never stopped for so long. Over time, fear and suspicion rose in people's hearts, and they gradually became uneasy.
The whispers are getting louder and louder, some people want to squeeze forward, while others are restless in place. Although there are still people who are appeasing and suppressing, they can't control everyone.
Mrs. Xu, mother and daughter also squeezed forward.
They are the family members of the valley owner, and others dare not stop them.
Mrs. Xu originally wanted to go to her husband's side. As long as she was by his side, she was not afraid of anything. Even if this is really a dead end, being able to live and die with her husband is a wish fulfilled for her.
But after they squeezed over, the first thing they saw was not Wu Yunshen, but Mo Chen standing in front of the stone gate.
Mrs. Xu first saw a silhouette and was puzzled.
When did such a disciple exist in the sect? How has she never seen it
When she could see half of Mo Chen's face, Mrs. Xu froze.
At this moment, she stopped breathing.
This man, this young man...
His appearance, posture, and behavior were both familiar and unfamiliar, and all of a sudden brought back the memories that Mrs. Xu had kept in her heart for many years.
She remembered many years ago, when she was still as old as her daughter, when she saw Wu Yunshen at Luofeng Terrace.
very much like...
How could such a young man suddenly appear? How could he be so similar to Wu Yunshen when he was young
Mrs. Xu thought of what Elder Lu said before he died, and thought of Li Rouzhu going crazy after giving birth to her son many years ago.
This person, is he...
Mrs. Xu was in great shock, she didn't notice her daughter next to her.
Wu Jinxuan also fixed her eyes on the person standing in front of the stone gate. The expression that had been dazed since hearing the news of Jin Mian's death gradually changed.
Like Mrs. Xu, she also guessed the identity of this person.
Jin Mian once went out with Elder Lu, and talked to her a lot after returning.
From his mouth, Wu Jinxuan knew that there was such a person.
He shouldn't live in this world.
Wu Jinxuan hated everything about him. His existence will remind everyone that the Burial Sword Valley is the inheritance of the Li family for generations, and it will also remind others that Li Rouzhu is his father's original partner.
He will replace her as the only daughter of the owner of the valley, and make Jin Mian's long-term efforts come to naught.
But now, Wu Jinxuan's heart was occupied by one thought.
It's because of him...
Jin Mian must have been killed because of him. (to be continued)