Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 484 The eternal flame

A large group of ghosts just looked in from outside the temple gate.Bloody and bloody, blue-faced and fangs, each has its own ugly way.

But none of them ever stepped into the gate half a step.

Zhen Cheng dared to crash into the temple gate at the risk of injury when he was being pursued, and it was precisely this that was expected.

All the pursuit along the way came from the rear.Since I didn't look back, I never figured out what was chasing me.

This shows that all these things are indeed lurking in the wild far away from the Hanging Temple, far away from the source of the Paradox.

Ghosts will not be born out of thin air, let alone exist for a long time.Unless someone predicts that she will come here today to challenge the godhead, and then set up a killing plan, it means that these ghosts have been entrenched here for an unknown period of time.

If this kind of thing happened during the archaeological practice in other cosmic planes, then ninety-nine percent of the time it was calculated by the "fate" behind the scenes.

But this place is in Qu Yun's dream!

If "Destiny" has the ability to break into here to plot against him, his master's identity as [World] is really blind, and the other party probably doesn't have to work secretly all the time.

Then there are only two possibilities left for these long-lasting ghosts.

Either someone deliberately raised them in captivity with the method of Zhen's inheritance, or they were subjected to the paradoxical image of ignoring the laws, subverting the laws and distorting the basic principles of the universe, and then survived.

In the case of the former, the group of ghosts outside the door right now are the evil minions in the Xuankong Temple, and he is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

But the location where the ghosts live made Zhen Cheng overturn this assumption.

The Zhen family is the ancestor of raising ghosts, of course she is aware of this unreasonable detail.If you want to raise ghosts for your own use, you need to suppress them and sacrifice them.This also means that the ghost mortuary must be covered or surrounded by relevant supporting building facilities.

Either it is a Feng Shui bureau, or there is a magical array, even high-tech equipment can meet the corresponding needs.

It's like the group of bases that the Zhen family suppressed on the Mausoleum of the First Emperor of Qin, like the layer upon layer of passages extending in all directions around the corpse farm in the Dreamland of the Faceless Man.

The ghosts here are the exposed corpses in the mountain forest, which has been contaminated with the spirit of ghosts and monsters.It's so wild it can't be manipulated at all.

This shows that they can survive forever, only because of the passive influence of the inexplicable paradox in the Hanging Temple.

And this situation usually means that the ghosts in the mountains are hostile to the power in the temple.

The ghosts are twisted by the paradox to survive, and they have an uncontrollable desire and greed for the paradox.But their corpses lay in the wild forest far away from the Xuankong Temple. The only possibility is that the Xuankong Temple has a deterrent force to prevent them from breaking in.

Contemptuously scanning all kinds of ugly walking corpses outside the door, Zhen Cheng began to sense and search the front yard of the Xuankong Temple through the perspective of a mage.

After mental calculation, she basically passed the first two levels in a blink of an eye.Be conservative, there are still more than 20 minutes left now.

The temple is not big, so it should be possible to search it carefully back and forth.

The strength of those ghosts outside is mostly between [Climbing Road] and [Chu Kai].Don't look at the superior realm, but you can't beat Zhen Cheng hard.

Speech magic is used to set up a layout.No matter how sharp his thinking is now, Zhen Cheng doesn't have the time to read out a sentence of poems that adapt to the situation in the ever-changing close combat.

Perhaps one day when she opens her mouth to say a word casually, she will be able to wipe out the ghosts and ghosts in front of her eyes, and then she will be able to fight in person like Qu Yun at will, and she will also be able to do so with ease.

Not knowing whether he would be able to possess such power after igniting the Eternal Divine Fire, Zhen Cheng felt a little hopeful that it would become active.

The front yard is cramped and narrow.This is a matter of course for a structure built on a cliff with wooden supports.

Compared with the perspective of a mage, Zhen Cheng first captured the ridge beast on the eaves of the main hall with his naked eyes at dusk.That's not a chi kiss, not a common dragon-veined beast that guards a house like a prisoner ox-suanni.

That curved and coiled figure, mighty horned claws, there is no doubt that it is the Eastern True Dragon.

"Is it there?" Zhen Cheng was suspicious, feeling uneasy again.

First of all, so far, Qu Yun's Gate of Truth's real name points to quite clear clues, all of which have a significant and direct impact on the dream environment.But looking at the dragon-shaped carvings on the corner of the room, it always feels quite far-fetched.

But if it wasn't for this thing, Zhen Cheng would have to worry that a giant dragon would fall from the sky and directly trample down the Hanging Temple.Don't talk about fighting at that time, she doesn't even have a foothold and can only fall into the abyss of the cliff.

But there was still enough time, she turned her eyes back to her eyes, walked in the front yard swaggeringly under the sad and angry eyes of the walking corpses, and finally followed the faint traces of the arcane element, and found the expected one on the decaying wall bricks at the foot of the clock tower. thing.

Three sun rings, three waning moons, dotted with nine stars.If there is no original state beyond the fourth dimension, or the magician's special observation field of vision, mortals will not be able to see what Zhen Cheng sees at all.

But this discovery surprised Zhen Cheng a little.She thought she would find a monk formation that she didn't understand, but she didn't expect that it was an arcane magic formation that protected the Xuankong Temple.

Stretching out his finger, Zhen Cheng guided the circuit on the moonlight line in the magic circle to absorb the energy penetrating the star position, and broke through the outermost sun ring in one breath.

A streak of blue smoke rises from the bricks depicting the magic circle.

The magic circle did not do any protection, as if he was sure that there would be no second person in the world who knew arcane magic.Even in the eyes of a quick-starter like Zhen Cheng whose foundation is not solid, such an arrangement is full of loopholes.

"Wait obediently, you have to help me out." Zhen Cheng waved goodbye to the mourning corpses outside the temple gate like a playwright, stepped on the stone steps deeply inserted into the rock wall, and entered the main hall.

After struggling to push open the dust-covered wooden door that was about to break and fall to the ground, the sound of wooden fish thumping immediately entered my ears.Ethereal and quiet, but inexplicably less solemn and upright.

The rhythm of the percussion fluctuated from fast to slow, creating an extremely uncomfortable and strange feeling.

The afterglow of the setting sun is still there, and it is reasonable to say that a space of [-] to [-] square meters in a Buddhist scripture can be seen clearly, but at this moment, Zhen Cheng's eyes are full of darkness like that in the middle of the night in the old mountains.

She didn't rush to find the sound, because the darkness in front of her reminded her of an anglerfish in the deep sea.It was a predator that used sound as bait in the dark to lure her into its own trap.

Zhen Cheng still does not know whether the challenge he is facing is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.If you step into the darkness rashly at this time, it is tantamount to sending yourself into the enemy's home field.

But the mobile phone can't be used, and the storage ring just obtained from Daoxian Sect Master hasn't had time to store any supplies.What's more, even if she was fully prepared, she couldn't be sure whether it would fail in this obviously abnormal dream like her own mobile phone.

Just as Zhen Cheng was hesitating whether to burn down the old building with the words of speech to illuminate it, a white arm sticks out from behind without warning...

(End of this chapter)