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Chapter 87 Weird Murals

"It's really shocking that such a small thing has such a powerful ability!" Yu Zhenzi carefully looked at the purple mink that was the size of a palm, curled up, and closed his eyes to refine the medicinal power, and sighed.

"Master, is it dead?" Seeing that it was motionless, Chen Ran said suddenly.

The smile on YangMeng's face froze, and he said in his heart: "This little girl sees things differently from others!"

Shaking his head helplessly, YangMeng put the sable into his coat pocket again, and said, "It's not dead, it's just a little bit injured! Well, don't talk about this little thing. Let's hurry into the temple to have a look Bar!"

Having said that, YangMeng pressed both hands directly on the gate of the small temple, and pushed hard.

"Bang Dang!" There was a loud noise, just as YangMeng's hand left the door, a bright light suddenly radiated from inside the door.

"Fuck, what the hell is this? Why isn't it over?" YangMeng pulled Chen Guo and Chen Ran backwards and retreated more than ten meters away.

The heavy wooden door has been swung away to the two sides, revealing a huge space filled with strange light behind.

Looking at the contents inside, Yinhu gasped: "Damn, no!"

Chen Long also opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the incredible thing inside.

The most active child mouse stretched its neck, and subconsciously said to itself: "God? Ghost? Damn, can't it?"

Before the words fell, the light in the space suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

"Go, go in!" A hint of surprise appeared on YangMeng's face, he let go of the little hands of the two sisters Chen Guo, and walked straight in.

This is a space of only more than a hundred meters, empty, except for a stone platform nearly three meters long facing the gate.There was nothing on the table, not even a speck of dust.

Looking up, the four small corners of each eaves are inlaid with some tiny particles, which emit a faint white light, and the mottled scene is like stars in the sky.

Staring at the stars all over the sky, everyone felt as if they were in a dream, but they gradually began to get lost in it.

And under the light of this white star, there is another thing that cannot be explained by common sense, floating there quietly.This is a fist-sized jade box. The jade box is not bright, but it exudes a trace of strong aura, and that aura is still condensed after thousands of years of history.

YangMeng stepped into this small temple, looked around, and thought to himself: "Didn't the old man say that there is nothing in this temple? Could it be that the old man didn't notice such a miraculous scene?"

Suddenly, Chen Guo, who was standing next to YangMeng, said, "Young master, young master, come and take a look, there seem to be some murals carved on the walls around here."

As Chen Guo's voice fell, YangMeng and the others' eyes were all drawn to the wall.

With the help of the shining white light on the roof, everyone could vaguely see that there were many pictures painted on the walls around.

YangMeng's eyes naturally also fell on the murals covering the entire wall. He found that the murals started from the wall on the left side of the west gate and ended on the wall on the right side of the west gate.

Following the light, YangMeng looked down from the first part.

Left wall of the west gate:

On the sky, the sun only showed an outline, looming.On a steep mountain road, groups of Taoists in Tsing Yi held more than a foot long incense, speeding along this small road, towards a towering, clean and smooth stone wall not far away.

I don't know what this mountain is. During the running of those Taoists in Tsing Yi, towering mountains rose from the ground, and steep peaks rose one after another.Vaguely, one after another elegantly shaped pavilions and attics flash in a patchwork pattern, and there are countless vigorous trees.

Next, the screen changed.In front of the smooth stone wall is a platform that is more than mile long. Near the platform, there stands a Jiugong Bagua altar that is [-] meters above the platform.

At this moment, more than 1000 Taoist priests in Tsing Yi have quietly gathered here. They are standing neatly according to the orientation marked by the Jiugong Bagua, with their Taoist robes fluttering.

Some of the little boys dressed as Taoist priests, each holding colorful flags and magic tools in their hands, opened and closed their mouths, and walked around the Jiugong Bagua array non-stop.

They threw the banners and magic tools in their hands high into the sky, and wisps of dense air visible to the naked eye wrapped around the banners, turning them into a cloud of seven colors, covering the stone wall and more than 1000 Taoist priests.

The picture continued to go down. When the seven-color clouds condensed to the extreme, a ray of haze burst from the colorful clouds, and then rushed into the crystal clear stone wall.

I saw the haze fell on the crystal stone wall and turned into an incomparably noble golden light, and then a majestic middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon robe, wearing a supreme infinite crown, and holding a jade box in his hand People, striding out from the golden light.

Seeing this middle-aged man, all the Taoists prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing three times and kowtowing nine times respectfully.

The middle-aged man glanced indifferently at the Taoists in Tsing Yi who were kneeling on the ground, and suddenly stretched out his hand and threw out the square jade box he was holding tightly in his hand.
The sound of the jade box lifted into the air, and suddenly a blue light glowed, and then a strange star map evolved from the blue light and appeared in mid-air. The map was blurry and couldn't be seen clearly, but Yang Meng had a feeling of déjà vu.

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe stared fixedly at the star map in the air for a while, and the star map suddenly dissipated and turned into a purple scroll.

In the next picture, six people who were completely covered in black robes suddenly appeared in midair. They walked in the air without any help, and reached out to snatch the purple picture scroll.

The middle-aged man was furious when he saw this, he waved his hands, six golden energy surged out, and slashed at the men in black robes.

The six men in black robes were not interested in fighting, so they directly split the golden energy, and tore the purple scroll into seven parts, one of which fell into the jade box, and the other six held one each, and then turned it into seven parts. As a streamer disappears into the sky.

At this point, the screen stopped abruptly!

Seeing this, 12 Yuanchen and Yu Zhenzi were shocked.

If these murals are real, where is this mountain?Who is that majestic middle-aged man in a yellow robe and full of dragon aura?Who were those black-robed men who appeared last?Could it be true that the miraculous, weird and unpredictable technique is also true?

YangMeng was not as shocking as 12 Yuanchen and the others. After all, he was once the second generation of authentic immortals. Although the black-robed man and the yellow-robed middle-aged man on the mural seemed incredible in strength, in YangMeng's eyes, they were just Yuanying. It is nothing more than a long-term cultivator (the realm division of cultivators: acquired, congenital, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, cave void, emptiness, transcending robbery, Mahayana).

If this were placed on the previous YangMeng, they could be crushed to death in minutes.

YangMeng's strange thing now is the purple picture scroll at the end of the mural, he always feels that the picture scroll seems very familiar, but he just can't remember where he saw it.

Just when YangMeng was still trying to recall the purple picture scroll, Yu Zhenzi, who was frowning and looking at the second mural, suddenly said, "Master, I think this place looks like Mount Tai!"

"Taishan?" YangMeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and took a few steps forward.

"Yeah!" Yu Zhenzi pointed to the high mountain and the crystal smooth stone wall of the fairy house, and said, "Although I don't know where it is, the altar is real. The altar is called The 'Tiantai' is located on the top of Mount Tai at the 'Jade Emperor Zenith'!"

"Jade Emperor Zenith?" Chen Long heard the words and said: "The Taoist priest is saying, the place where the emperors of all dynasties enshrined Zen?"

"That's right, it's here!" Yu Zhenzi nodded slightly.

Zishu also stepped forward to look carefully for a while, and said: "Old Taoist Yu said so, it looks a bit like it! However, that altar seems to be much older!"

"Damn rat, you are so stupid!" Yinhu said sarcastically, "Thousands of years are almost gone, do you still expect that the 'Tiantai' is the same as the new one?"

Zishu is so angry that he stretches his arms and legs and is about to fight: "Sick cat, you are so messed up..."

"Okay, stop messing around! Yu Zhenzi, come and tell me what's going on with Taishan Fengchan?" Yang Meng didn't understand this, and Yang Meng, a dead human ghost, didn't have such weird things as "Taishan Fengchan" in his memory, so at this moment he What the listeners said was cloudy and foggy, and they were very upset.

(End of this chapter)