Chapter 6628： life and death
Life and death
In the sixth mural.
What is recorded are two figures that seem to be fighting between life and death!
One of the figures is the body of the golden-winged Dapeng in the sky!
Fierce and unruly.
The eyes are blazing, the wings are wide open, and the feathers on it are like a peerless sword, smashing everything in the world!
And the one who fought against it was a...Qianying!
The white dress is fluttering!
Blue silk flying!
The little face was full of wicked smiles, and a pair of slender hands swayed a strange golden whip. Even in the midst of the battle, the beautiful eyes were constantly turning, as if she was holding back some bad idea. It was... Fairy Miaomiao!
In the background of the two great creatures, you can see a dilapidated and vast realm, filled with dead silence and coldness, which is the embodiment of those realms in the previous fifth mural.
Ye Wuque's heart shook again!
"Or Fairy Miaomiao when she was a girl, who also entered the Tomb of Eternal Night and fought against Huntian?"
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's heart trembled, and the thought that he felt familiar with the "Eternal Night Tomb" resurfaced in his mind, and then he finally figured it out!
"At the beginning, when Huntian was salvaged with the help of 'Fengliang' body, it did mention that Fairy Miaomiao was being hunted, and it also mentioned a place, that is... the Tomb of Eternal Night!"
"I see…"
Ye Wuque slowly exhaled, and once again looked at the two figures in the sixth mural, his eyes became deep.
"Everything seems to be right!"
"Huntian and Fairy Miaomiao entered the Tomb of Eternal Night together. They are fighting, but at this stage, the primordial spirit of Huntian was salvaged into the future, and when it came to my timeline, the original sting was born. Everything in the Dragon Secret..."
At this time, Ye Wuque recalled the remarks of the other two desolate creatures that he heard when he saw the big hand of the fault when he entered the Tomb of Eternal Night from the cave of light.
Tomb of Eternal Night!
Once at infinity.
It is not in this place where the Three Wilderness Realms are intertwined.
It was moved by the big hand of the fault several times ago!
Then, Huntian and Fairy Miaomiao, the Tomb of Eternal Night that they entered may not be the Tomb of Eternal Night that was moved to the Three Wilderness Realm, but the location of the real Tomb of Eternal Night in the past.
In the middle of the vicissitudes of life, there may have been too many changes, and the Tomb of Eternal Night may have long since been very different from the past.
And the three murals on the middle wall, two of which are related to "Hun Tian".
Ye Wuque once again looked at the three murals on the left.
"Are these six murals related to each other?"
"What is the chronological order?"
On this point, Ye Wuque couldn't make an accurate judgment in his heart.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Ye Wuque walked to the right side of the hall again. There were three murals on the right wall.
The seventh mural, Ye Wuque walked over, and was a little disappointed again, because it had also peeled off, and like the fourth mural, there was nothing to see.
Ye Wuque went to the eighth mural!
Only a small part of it was peeled off, but the remaining part can still be seen clearly.
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly!
He saw all living beings kneeling and worshiping again!
I saw another tower!
This scene is almost exactly the same as the scene in the first mural, where he kneels down to the handsome brother.
But!
The difference is that all the living beings in the eighth mural exude a strong breath of annihilation and death.
They are no longer all living beings, but have become endless kneeling undead.
And the high platform is no longer brilliant.
And it became pitch black, making the scalp tingling.
It was no longer a strange light of faith that enveloped the ten directions, but seemed to have turned into a black death light.
If it is said that the first mural is recorded in the ... birth!
Then in this eighth mural, what is recorded is... death!
same scene.
Quite the opposite!
Ye Wuque looked at the pitch-black high platform that seemed to be shrouded in the radiance of death.
Light group!
There, to be precise, there is no clear figure sitting cross-legged, and it doesn't seem to be a handsome brother.
Rather, it was a group of light shrouded in a faint brilliance.
It's blurry, and within the light group, it's hard to see.
This light group seems to be the only brilliance in the eighth mural.
It also seems to have the only vitality!
The endless undead kneeling down!
The endless breath of death pervades!
Gathering radiance of death!
It is intertwined on the dark high platform, just to enshrine this light group.
This light group, in the midst of death, is the only light, and it has some kind of... vitality?
Ye Wuque couldn't help but approached a little again, and looked carefully at the light group on the pitch-black high platform that accepted the worship of endless undead.
"This light group, although there is vitality, but more of it is a kind of...death!"
"It seems that life and death are intertwined. Although the brilliance on the surface can be maintained, the inside seems to be hollow, like a candle in the wind. Although it is tenacious, it doesn't seem to last long."
Ye Wuque analyzed it carefully, and then his heart trembled slightly.
He looked at the first and eighth murals again!
"The exact same scene, the interweaving of life and death, the diametrically opposite situation..."
"But there seems to be some kind of...connection between the two?"
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly!
"Could it be that the reason why Brother Chixa wants to enter the Tomb of Eternal Night is for the light group on this eighth mural??"
Suddenly realizing this, Ye Wuque vaguely felt that he seemed to understand something.
"If that's the case, there is an explanation for Brother Chi's behavior."
"But Brother Chixa entered the Eternal Night Tomb on the side of disaster. According to the old nerve, it will encounter an unimaginable catastrophe!"
"Brother Chisha doesn't know about all this, or...it's just to enter the Eternal Night Tomb on the disaster side?"
For Brother Chisha, Ye Wuque is still not clear about his secrets for the time being.
But there must be a big cause and effect in Brother Chia.
"If I can meet Brother Chia again, I might be able to figure out the reason for all this."
After taking another look at the light group on the pitch-black platform of the eighth mural, Ye Wuque took a step towards the ninth and last mural.
In the hall, there was a dead silence.
Only the sound of Ye Wuque taking a step.
Torches were burning in the four corners, and every now and then there was the sound of crackling sparks.
The dust on the ground seems to have swallowed the firelight, giving people an inexplicable infiltration meaning.
And when Ye Wuque stopped before and after the ninth mural, his eyes narrowed suddenly!
I saw a person painted on the ninth mural.
It was a tall and slender figure, who seemed to be standing in front of a mural, squinting at the mural.
"Myself?"
Ye Wuque didn't expect to see himself in the ninth mural, and he was doing the same thing as the current self.
"Do not!"
"It seems to have been drawn just now?"
Ye Wuque would rather die for the mural, and found that the ninth mural was so vivid that the color of the leaves was incomparably fresh, and the oil paint on it didn't seem to be dry.
Ye Wuque's body suddenly tense slightly, ready to strike at any time!
In the sixth mural.
What is recorded are two figures that seem to be fighting between life and death!
One of the figures is the body of the golden-winged Dapeng in the sky!
Fierce and unruly.
The eyes are blazing, the wings are wide open, and the feathers on it are like a peerless sword, smashing everything in the world!
And the one who fought against it was a...Qianying!
The white dress is fluttering!
Blue silk flying!
The little face was full of wicked smiles, and a pair of slender hands swayed a strange golden whip. Even in the midst of the battle, the beautiful eyes were constantly turning, as if she was holding back some bad idea. It was... Fairy Miaomiao!
In the background of the two great creatures, you can see a dilapidated and vast realm, filled with dead silence and coldness, which is the embodiment of those realms in the previous fifth mural.
Ye Wuque's heart shook again!
"Or Fairy Miaomiao when she was a girl, who also entered the Tomb of Eternal Night and fought against Huntian?"
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's heart trembled, and the thought that he felt familiar with the "Eternal Night Tomb" resurfaced in his mind, and then he finally figured it out!
"At the beginning, when Huntian was salvaged with the help of 'Fengliang' body, it did mention that Fairy Miaomiao was being hunted, and it also mentioned a place, that is... the Tomb of Eternal Night!"
"I see…"
Ye Wuque slowly exhaled, and once again looked at the two figures in the sixth mural, his eyes became deep.
"Everything seems to be right!"
"Huntian and Fairy Miaomiao entered the Tomb of Eternal Night together. They are fighting, but at this stage, the primordial spirit of Huntian was salvaged into the future, and when it came to my timeline, the original sting was born. Everything in the Dragon Secret..."
At this time, Ye Wuque recalled the remarks of the other two desolate creatures that he heard when he saw the big hand of the fault when he entered the Tomb of Eternal Night from the cave of light.
Tomb of Eternal Night!
Once at infinity.
It is not in this place where the Three Wilderness Realms are intertwined.
It was moved by the big hand of the fault several times ago!
Then, Huntian and Fairy Miaomiao, the Tomb of Eternal Night that they entered may not be the Tomb of Eternal Night that was moved to the Three Wilderness Realm, but the location of the real Tomb of Eternal Night in the past.
In the middle of the vicissitudes of life, there may have been too many changes, and the Tomb of Eternal Night may have long since been very different from the past.
And the three murals on the middle wall, two of which are related to "Hun Tian".
Ye Wuque once again looked at the three murals on the left.
"Are these six murals related to each other?"
"What is the chronological order?"
On this point, Ye Wuque couldn't make an accurate judgment in his heart.
Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Ye Wuque walked to the right side of the hall again. There were three murals on the right wall.
The seventh mural, Ye Wuque walked over, and was a little disappointed again, because it had also peeled off, and like the fourth mural, there was nothing to see.
Ye Wuque went to the eighth mural!
Only a small part of it was peeled off, but the remaining part can still be seen clearly.
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly!
He saw all living beings kneeling and worshiping again!
I saw another tower!
This scene is almost exactly the same as the scene in the first mural, where he kneels down to the handsome brother.
But!
The difference is that all the living beings in the eighth mural exude a strong breath of annihilation and death.
They are no longer all living beings, but have become endless kneeling undead.
And the high platform is no longer brilliant.
And it became pitch black, making the scalp tingling.
It was no longer a strange light of faith that enveloped the ten directions, but seemed to have turned into a black death light.
If it is said that the first mural is recorded in the ... birth!
Then in this eighth mural, what is recorded is... death!
same scene.
Quite the opposite!
Ye Wuque looked at the pitch-black high platform that seemed to be shrouded in the radiance of death.
Light group!
There, to be precise, there is no clear figure sitting cross-legged, and it doesn't seem to be a handsome brother.
Rather, it was a group of light shrouded in a faint brilliance.
It's blurry, and within the light group, it's hard to see.
This light group seems to be the only brilliance in the eighth mural.
It also seems to have the only vitality!
The endless undead kneeling down!
The endless breath of death pervades!
Gathering radiance of death!
It is intertwined on the dark high platform, just to enshrine this light group.
This light group, in the midst of death, is the only light, and it has some kind of... vitality?
Ye Wuque couldn't help but approached a little again, and looked carefully at the light group on the pitch-black high platform that accepted the worship of endless undead.
"This light group, although there is vitality, but more of it is a kind of...death!"
"It seems that life and death are intertwined. Although the brilliance on the surface can be maintained, the inside seems to be hollow, like a candle in the wind. Although it is tenacious, it doesn't seem to last long."
Ye Wuque analyzed it carefully, and then his heart trembled slightly.
He looked at the first and eighth murals again!
"The exact same scene, the interweaving of life and death, the diametrically opposite situation..."
"But there seems to be some kind of...connection between the two?"
Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly!
"Could it be that the reason why Brother Chixa wants to enter the Tomb of Eternal Night is for the light group on this eighth mural??"
Suddenly realizing this, Ye Wuque vaguely felt that he seemed to understand something.
"If that's the case, there is an explanation for Brother Chi's behavior."
"But Brother Chixa entered the Eternal Night Tomb on the side of disaster. According to the old nerve, it will encounter an unimaginable catastrophe!"
"Brother Chisha doesn't know about all this, or...it's just to enter the Eternal Night Tomb on the disaster side?"
For Brother Chisha, Ye Wuque is still not clear about his secrets for the time being.
But there must be a big cause and effect in Brother Chia.
"If I can meet Brother Chia again, I might be able to figure out the reason for all this."
After taking another look at the light group on the pitch-black platform of the eighth mural, Ye Wuque took a step towards the ninth and last mural.
In the hall, there was a dead silence.
Only the sound of Ye Wuque taking a step.
Torches were burning in the four corners, and every now and then there was the sound of crackling sparks.
The dust on the ground seems to have swallowed the firelight, giving people an inexplicable infiltration meaning.
And when Ye Wuque stopped before and after the ninth mural, his eyes narrowed suddenly!
I saw a person painted on the ninth mural.
It was a tall and slender figure, who seemed to be standing in front of a mural, squinting at the mural.
"Myself?"
Ye Wuque didn't expect to see himself in the ninth mural, and he was doing the same thing as the current self.
"Do not!"
"It seems to have been drawn just now?"
Ye Wuque would rather die for the mural, and found that the ninth mural was so vivid that the color of the leaves was incomparably fresh, and the oil paint on it didn't seem to be dry.
Ye Wuque's body suddenly tense slightly, ready to strike at any time!
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