But Gu Qingshan's eyes blurred, and he found himself falling from mid-air into a large hall.
He stood up and looked around carefully.
Yes, this is really a typical ancient building.
On both sides of the main hall, there are two rows of figure sculptures, which are ancient monks with different expressions and postures.
The ten ancient monks are all different, the only thing in common is that they all have a long sword.
"Ancient Sword Cultivator." Gu Qingshan murmured.
When these sculptures saw someone coming, they turned their heads together and looked at Gu Qingshan.
"Junior, why don't you say hello to me when you see me?" a sculpture shouted.
Gu Qingshan saluted with a smile, and looked into the depths of the hall.
Right in front of the main hall, there is a god enshrined.
Gu Qingshan walked up to the statue of the gods and carefully examined it.
This is a god-man in golden armor, holding a mountain peak in his left hand and a strange long sword in his right hand, with a solemn and solemn expression.
Gu Qingshan's eyes stayed on the sword.
The whole body of the long sword is black, with five deep notches evenly distributed on the blade, giving people an inexplicable feeling of palpitation.
— This is the divine pattern.
The divine pattern is more advanced than the runes, and it captures the good fortune of the world, just a scratch, and its power can trigger changes in the world.
Gu Qingshan looked at it seriously, and then looked behind the statue.
A whole wall with a height of five people is painted with images in thick ink and heavy colors.
Gu Qingshan looked around, these murals told the heroic deeds of ancient monks who fought against demons under the leadership of gods.
The god who helped the monks fight against the demons was the one on the main seat.
At the end of each mural, all of them end with monks sacrificing themselves and defeating demons.
Take a closer look, those ancient monks are exactly what the ten sculptures in the main hall look like.
Ten ancient monks, ten heroic and heroic sacrifices, just for the continuation of the human race.
It is indeed admirable.
Fairy Baihua has always respected this kind of person, no wonder she told herself to be careful and not to be rude.
I'm afraid she did the same herself.
At the very center of all the murals, there is a one-eyed monster with its feet on a black cloud, holding a city in its hand, and sending it to its mouth.
Around the monster, ten ancient sword cultivators, led by the gods, surrounded it.
Each sword cultivator had a solemn face, holding a long sword in one hand and a strange formula in the other, pointing at the monster.
Look at this scene, they are trying to seal the monster.
This painting occupies the largest area, surrounded by densely packed divine patterns.
According to common sense, these divine lines are all used to seal monsters.
Gu Qingshan looked at the monster.
The monster seemed to be aware of it, turned its one eye and stared at Gu Qingshan.
"It seems to be sealed in the mural." Gu Qingshan murmured.
Gu Qingshan glanced again, turned around and walked back, and came to the first statue.
On this statue, there is a middle-aged monk with a Chinese character face, wearing a frost-colored robe, and the long sword in his hand is also very cold.
It was him who asked Gu Qingshan before.
Gu Qingshan bowed again, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask how the senior sacrificed?"
The statue raised its head and said: "It's worth exchanging one body for the lives of one hundred thousand souls."
Gu Qingshan asked: "Can you tell me in detail? Let me pay my respects to the demeanor of seniors."
The middle-aged monk looked down at Gu Qingshan, and said: "My spirit is besieging demons in the mural, and I have no time to tell you in detail."
Gu Qingshan looked at his sword, and saw two small words engraved on the junction of the hilt and the sword body.
"Shuangning".
Gu Qingshan nodded silently, and said again: "I am also a sword cultivator, so I dare to ask the sword tactics used by the senior? In this way, I can pay a little respect to the demeanor of the senior - this can always be said."
The middle-aged monk said proudly: "Youhuo Tianyuan Sword Art."
Gu Qingshan cupped his hands and said: "I have been taught."
After finishing speaking, he walked to the next statue, bowed still, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask how the senior sacrificed?"
The statue was a handsome young man, and he heard the words: "Kill thousands of monsters with one body, and die from exhaustion."
"Can you tell me in detail? Let me pay my respects to the demeanor of seniors."
The handsome young man also looked at Gu Qingshan, and said: "A certain soul is besieging the big demon, and I have no time to tell you in detail."
Gu Qingshan nodded and said: "I am also a sword cultivator, dare to ask the name of the sword technique used by the senior?"
The handsome young man said: "Wugou Holy Sword Art."
Gu Qingshan suddenly said: "In this way, the senior is a rare thunder-type spiritual power sword cultivator, which is really admirable."
The handsome young man looked at him and said, "It's good that you know."
After hearing this, Gu Qingshan completely relaxed.
He walked to the front of the main hall and stood in front of the statue.
A longbow suddenly appeared in his hand.
Gu Qingshan slowly drew out an arrow, pulled the bowstring, and pointed straight at the statue.
The god statue opened its eyes suddenly, and shouted like thunder: "Bold! You are a small mortal, and you dare to shoot at this god. Hurry up and kneel down and kowtow to apologize, or I will send you to reincarnation in no time!"
Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "I am an evil spirit. I came here this time to liberate the monsters on the mural."
The ten sword repair sculptures were in an uproar, each of them brandishing the long sword in their hands, and a mighty sword energy rose from their bodies.
"Monster, I will take your life!"
"Damn monster, you are dead!"
"Take your life!"
Their voices shook the sky, and in the next second, they were about to use peerless swordsmanship.
Outside the green jade screen, the palace lady's expression changed suddenly, and she said, "What is this boy crazy about!"
She pinched the formula with both hands quickly, and in an instant, the seal was completed.
After another flick of the finger, as long as she draws her spiritual power into the hand formula, the spell will be activated.
But at this moment, the maid's mind moved, but she didn't mobilize her spiritual power for a long time.
She stared at the green jade screen without blinking, for a while, a strange expression suddenly appeared on her face.
In the hall.
Gu Qingshan waited for a while, but those sword repairers still didn't rush forward.
"Hateful!" The middle-aged monk with a square face yelled, "All my spiritual power has been used to seal the monster. Right now, there is only a trace of spirit left, so I can't kill this beast."
"Me too."
"me too."
The sword cultivators lamented in unison.
Gu Qingshan looked at the statue in the middle of the hall, pulled the bow into a full moon, and let go.
brush!
The arrows brushed past the statue's ears and hit the mural, blasting half of the wall into ruins.
The sword cultivators closed their mouths.
The hall fell into an eerie silence.
Gu Qingshan picked up an arrow expressionlessly, drew the bow again, and aimed at the statue.
"Sorry, I slipped my hand just now, I must aim this time." He apologized.
The idol said nothing.
Gu Qingshan drew his bow fully and said: "You don't want to say something? After all, you will never have a chance to speak again."
The idol suddenly said: "Aren't you afraid that I will release the peerless fierce demon?"
Gu Qingshan said: "A group of monks who bluff and deceive, and the suppressed demons are so strong, I don't believe it."
The god statue asked: "What is your intention to slander the ancient sword cultivator so much?"
"You're forcing me to say it, but if I say it, you won't be able to pretend anymore." Gu Qingshan laughed.
The idol did not speak.
Suddenly a loud female voice came from the hall: "Speak, let's make things clear."