The Cultivator's partner went off track all the way

Chapter 569 Becomes the person on the mural
In the hexagram, Qian is the mountain, and Kun is the earth. Now Tang Yue is flying in the air, while the Nine Highnesses are drilling in the underground soil.

They are also very speechless about this status quo, they have to dig holes wherever they go, and the life of underground spirits is too difficult.

Although there are medicinal materials such as Tai Sui, Dishenghua, fairy stone mines, etc., they lost interest in digging. They are all nobles, why dig these by themselves?
Only Cultivator Zhang and Cui Peng, and some monks temporarily hired by His Highness the Ninth Prince were diligently collecting the dug things.

After escaping from Zhengong Mountain and Thunder Sea, Huang Jingyao felt that the secret realm was more dangerous than imagined, and that he might not have enough men, so he recruited some of the rescued monks as hired soldiers.

Some monks entered the secret realm hundreds of years ago. They have traveled through more mountains than them. They are more familiar with this place, and their strength is also high. As long as they have no evil intentions, they can still come in handy.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and everyone was terrified. They were already afraid of this inexplicable vibration, and it was followed by terrible disasters, either landslides, or heaven and earth.

But fortunately, the shock stopped after a while, the intensity was not strong, and no one was injured.

Huang Jingyao felt uneasy, and said to the woman in black: "Miss Shenyue, can you do a fortune-telling for us, is there any major event?"

Shenyue said: "Do my best." She took out the counting chip, made her handprints, and made it float in the air. The counting chip kept shaking, and the speed became faster and faster.

Sweat oozes from Shenyue's forehead, she keeps increasing her spiritual power, and finally the counting finally stops, and one sign falls out.

She was pale, picked up the counting lottery, Huang Jingyao hurriedly asked: "How was the result?"

Shenyue said: "The future is uncertain, let fate."

After hearing this, Huang Jingyao's face was a little gloomy. What does it mean to have an uncertain future?He must successfully bring back the inheritance of the Protoss and be promoted to the position of God.

Baihua Hemei curled her lips, "It should be because your skill is not strong enough. Ninth brother is unrivaled in luck. He will definitely achieve what he wants. I believe that someone from the Shenyue family will be able to figure it out."

Baihua Yancheng said helplessly: "Hemei, what are you talking about, Miss Shenyue's arithmetic is very good, there must be something interfering with her divination."

Shenyue Jifeng said: "Actually, what Miss Baihua said has some truths. Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough to see what's going on, or maybe it's because my current position is special, which interferes with my divination."

Huang Jingyao calmed down a bit, "At least there is no sign of danger, let's move on."

They didn't know that the shaking of the world was actually because of Tang Yue...

She circled around the stagnant air and found a strange place that seemed to be able to pass through the space in front of her.

It was like entering a viscous liquid, she entered the two-dimensional space from here, but this place was even more weird, it turned out to be a two-dimensional space, and she instantly became a paper figure.

Tang Yue was a little confused, could it be that everything she had learned over the years was wrong, and she could survive in a two-dimensional space.

She thinks this kind of experience is amazing. Her hands can only move in one direction, and she can only move up and down when she is sideways. After turning around, her arms can only move sideways.

She turned to the bright side and found people walking back and forth in front of her, and then realized that she had become a mural.

A child wearing a fur skirt with his lower body covered pointed at her and said, "Mom, I saw sister Fairy move."

Her mother said in horror: "You didn't see anything, let's go quickly." After speaking, she ran away with the child in her arms.

It is preliminarily speculated that she is in the murals carved by ancient people.

With all the ancient people gone, Tang Yue found that her range of motion was wider, and now she could squat down and admire the two-dimensional flowers.

In fact, she felt that it was a flower. From a bunch of messy and overlapping lines, she couldn't tell that there was a flower drawn here.

She walked around again, here she painted flowers and trees, birds and animals, and many images of primitive people, but they were stick figures, while her own image seemed to use higher painting skills and was more complete.

Seeing her, these stick figure primitives hurriedly knelt down and muttered words, hoping that she would give them the rain so that they would have water to drink.

Tang Yue thought for a while, and cast a rain spell, which actually made it rain in the painting. She was also surprised that the spell could still be cast in the two-dimensional painting.

Leaving the stick figure primitive, she came to the temple of worship.

In the temple, there are many gods painted here. What surprised her was that some of the gods had plump images, just like her.And some gods, with just a few strokes, are more like stick figures just now.

There are still words on the mural. She can't read the words, but she can feel the meaning in them.

Under the god of the primitive man, there are words such as Pangu, Nuwa, Zhurong, Gonggong, etc., while the plump figure has Feng Shuquan and Lan Boji written under it.

She immediately understood that the gods in those stick figures were gods enshrined by real primitive people, and the full-bodied gods should be monks who strayed into this place just like her.

She decided to ask about the situation, and walked up to Feng Shuquan, "Hi, fellow daoist or immortal, can you hear me?"

The idol froze for a while, slowly lowered its head, and then slowly made a shocked look, trying to open its mouth to make a sound, but couldn't.

Tang Yue felt a little panicked. Could it be that she is going to gradually become a god here and gradually lose her mobility?

She walked up to the other statues and tried to say hello, some of them completely lost their movements, and some were only a little better than the statues just now.

Walking to the last idol, it is a goddess, she can slowly say "save... life."

Tang Yue said: "I want to save you too, can you tell me what I can do?"

"Go out from here, take us out from here, that's all."

Tang Yue asked: "I just don't know how to get out, this is the mural space."

"There is... an exit... let's go to... the primitive people... the village first." Tang Yue listened to her patiently and roughly understood what she meant.

"You mean, I can go from this mural to a primitive village?"

The goddess statue reluctantly nodded, and said: "Hongyue...don't...get caught..."

Tang Yue thought about what she said. It should mean that on the night of the red moon, there will be something to arrest people, and some terrible accidents may happen if they are caught.

I feel that there is too little information at present. Many immortal cultivators have suffered a great loss because they did not know the situation, and the seniors who knew the truth have turned into stone statues.

Looking around, she made a decision, stepped forward, picked up the goddess statue and ran, there is a senior who seems to be saved, why not try to save it.

It would be great if she could gradually recover in the village, but if she couldn't recover, she might not be able to live if she stayed here.

Just as she was running, she felt a chill in her body, as if dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at her coldly, looking up to the outside of the mural, the moon slowly turned red.

(End of this chapter)