I heard that in my next life I will be the World Destroyer

Chapter 24
A small village?

This is too different from the illusion of skeletons in her impression...

The painting that imprisoned countless dead souls should be a picture of purgatory on earth.

Ming Xuechuan frowned, feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

Could it be that... 6000 years ago, this illusionary picture of skeletons was not actually a monster?
The appearance of the illusion of the skeleton is completely different from what she knew.

From scrolls to murals.

Will the content of the painting and the nature of the painting be different?
Ming Xuechuan reached out and took the empty bluestone, inspected it a bit, and said in deep thought: "This is indeed an empty bluestone."

"Did you get it from the village in that painting?"

Lin Bujia nodded and told what happened after he entered the village.

At the same time, he finally realized it.

It turns out that the reason why I couldn't get in touch with Miss Ming just now was because I entered the painting!

Thinking of this, Lin Bujiao blinked, and looked at the translucent Ming Xuechuan in front of him with some doubts.

"Miss Ming, aren't you in the Changchun Gate? Why are you here?"

"And...how are you transparent?"

Ming Xuechuan glanced at Lin Bujia's empty shoulder.

"Of course I'm here to save you, and the current state... is the supernatural power of the Yang God."

"Yangshen out of body?"

"You will understand when you reach the Nascent Soul Stage."

Ming Xuechuan simply explained: "Ghosts are Yin gods, and human souls are Yang gods. The so-called Yuanying is also called Yang gods."

"My body is still on the Hongfeng Peak, so I use the Yangshen's ability to go out of my body and travel thousands of miles a day to arrive here in an instant."

Lin Bujia pointed to the leaf of Bodhi in her hand, and asked curiously: "But can this sword also come out of the body?"

Ming Xuechuan said: "This is the illusion of sword intent."

Lin Bujia was surprised and said: "Sword intent... can reach such a level?!"

"The sword intent is divided into four realms, and this is the second realm, which is called the free movement of the sword."

"I'll talk about this with you later, so let's not get too far away now."

Ming Xuechuan shook his head, looked at the cliff, and reached out to touch it: "You just said that a family of three in that village sent you out?"

She stroked the stone wall, and there were some strange ripples and fluctuations on it.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't directly enter the inside of the painting wall.

This skeleton phantasm does not exist in this world, even she can only destroy it forcibly from the outside.

It seems that if you want to enter, you must be recognized by the magic weapon itself...

Lin Bujia nodded: "Kong Qingshi was obtained from that lady."

He scratched his head, hesitantly said:

"Eh... When I came out, I promised her one thing in exchange for the empty bluestone."

Only then did Lin Bujia realize that he might have been reckless.

Now that I think about it, since this Huanxi Village is in the skeleton illusion, the people inside should also be part of this magic weapon.

If the promised things can't be fulfilled, then in the middle of the night, he will turn into a ghost and pull him into the painting, and he won't be able to get out for the rest of his life, right? !

In those folk vernaculars, it seems that there are often such legends...

It's okay, it's okay, Miss Ming will definitely save him when the time comes!
Lin Bujia comforted himself.

Ming Xuechuan looked solemn: "What did you promise?"

Lin Bujia couldn't help becoming nervous, and swallowed: "She said that she lost a talisman that she begged from the immortal to come to the town house in the early years."

"I hope I can help you find it nearby, and then return to the village and hand it over to her."

"Town house talisman?"

Ming Xuechuan frowned.

Her divine sense had already swept across a hundred miles, but she didn't find any talismans at all...

Let alone talismans, there is not even a piece of paper——

"Paper? Wait..."

Ming Xuechuan was startled suddenly, and lowered his head to look at the pieces of pitch-black rice paper.

These blackened rice papers were originally turned into cracks to lure people into traps.

But it seems that, itself, may also be part of the skeleton phantasmagoria?

Ming Xuechuan waved his hand thoughtfully.

"call……"

A gust of invisible wind blew by, and the pieces of black rice paper were put together again.

But the strange thing is that this time, they didn't form an irregular long and narrow crack.

Instead, it forms a regular rectangle.

Lin Bujiao looked at the complete rectangular rice paper floating in the air in front of him in amazement.

This piece of rice paper is about three feet long and one foot wide.

It seems to be thicker than the original.

Ming Xuechuan held the pitch-black rice paper in his hands, and slid his fingers across the paper.

But this piece of rice paper did not respond.

She looked thoughtfully at Lin Bujia who was next to her.

The woman appointed Lin Bujia, that won't work, only he can trigger what?
"Come and try."

Ming Xuechuan threw away the rice paper in his hand.

"Ah I?"

Lin Bujiao frantically tried to catch it, but suddenly found that the rice paper was still supported by Ming Xuechuan's true energy, floating safely in mid-air.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said blankly: "Miss Ming, how should I try?"

"Take it first."

"Oh……"

Lin Bugui reached out and pinched both sides of the rice paper.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the pitch-black paper.

Unexpectedly, two lines of words "Jiezhen Wenfang, Wanzhong Senluo" slowly emerged.

The golden lacquer writing is strong and powerful, revealing a trace of Zhongzheng and peaceful Buddha charm.

Vaguely, everyone who saw it heard the Sanskrit sound in a trance.

Lin Bujia was taken aback: "This is...?"

Ming Xuechuan narrowed his eyes: "As expected."

"The village you entered should be transformed by the spirit consciousness of this skeleton phantom picture."

"The talisman she asked you to find should be this post."

"If I'm not wrong, this post is the key to the recognition of the owner of Skull Fantasy Picture."

"Once you take it off, you will be the owner of this magic weapon."

Lin Bujia opened his mouth, feeling incredible.

He just went in and didn't do anything, how did he become the master of the illusion of the skeleton scene? !
This is so weird too!

Moreover, isn't this, isn't this the magic weapon of the devil's capable men?
"Miss Ming, should I expose or not?"

Lin Bujia hesitated, and subconsciously wanted to seek Ming Xuechuan's opinion.

"Naturally, we have to reveal it! If this skeleton fantasy picture grows up, it will be a magic weapon that can keep pace with the Ten Thousand Gods picture in Xuanji Xingjun's hands!"

"Since you have obtained the qualification to recognize the Lord, how can you give up by yourself?"

Ming Xuechuan's face was serious, and he analyzed rationally: "I think the handwriting on this post is full of Buddha's meaning."

"Thinking about it, the original owner of this illusion of skeletons should be an eminent monk."

"Besides, it wasn't a purgatory on earth when you entered it, which means that this magic weapon should be transformed into the corresponding scene according to the master's idea."

"The magic weapon itself is not good or bad, it just depends on whether the people who use it are honest or not."

Since Miss Ming said so, there should be no problem.

Lin Bujia nodded and looked at Jie Tie in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, pressed on the edge of the Jietie, rubbed it a few times, and found the layered place with a thought.

"Shh!"

Lin Bujia tore down.

The surface of the pitch-black Jietie was completely torn off immediately.

And behind this pitch-black surface, there is a vivid scroll of landscape painting!
The landscape painting is mainly yellow-brown, dotted with pine green and blue.

There is also a peach forest, which hides the vibrant villages.

What a Taoyuan family!
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(End of this chapter)