After all, so far, only Lao Ning can decipher the supreme divine text.
If the old man really wanted to deceive him in this regard, he wouldn't be able to tell the difference.
After all, who stipulated that the corresponding meanings of the nine supreme divine words must also be nine characters?
Ye Wuque immediately began to carefully recall the situation when the old nerve interpreted the Supreme Divine Inscriptions.
But even if I think about it now, there is no flaw.
However, because of the conflict between him and the special relationship between Lao Ning and Yongye Tomb, as well as the possible cause and effect between him and himself, he did not question it at the time.
For a while.
In front of the tomb that was cut into two parts, Ye Wuque and Brother Xiaosha were both lost in their own thoughts.
A man holding his head desperately remembering, mumbling incessantly.
One has an expressionless face, but his eyes are flickering and extremely sharp!
There was dead silence in the sacrificial hall.
"wrong!"
"There is another possibility!"
Suddenly, Ye Wuque's eyes moved, he looked at Brother Xiaosha, and said in a deep voice: "How do you know that there are only thirty floors in the Tomb of Yongye? What's the proof?"
Brother Xiaosha thought hard. After hearing Ye Wuque's words, he subconsciously raised his head again, felt Ye Wuque's sharp gaze, and immediately said in a daze: "Brother, I don't know either!"
"But these memories emerged from my mind. I saw the chaotic scene. It shouldn't be wrong! It shouldn't be wrong!"
Brother Xiaosha's answer made Ye Wuque narrow his eyes slightly, then frowned and said: "The problem now is yes, something is indeed wrong!"
"According to what you said, there is something wrong with the tomb. It doesn't match what you remember."
"There may be something wrong with your memory."
"The Tomb of Eternal Night was moved by a great being from an infinite distance, and it has been a long time since it appeared in the Three Wilderness Realm!"
"Through the vicissitudes of life and the evolution of the years, the current Yongye Tomb and the previous Yongye Tomb have already undergone many changes."
"And you..."
Ye Wuque's voice became calmer. In a short period of time, he thought of a lot. With a thought in his mind, the power of the Void God illuminated the void and outlined two murals!
Surprisingly, it was one of the murals I saw in the Hall of Reflection of the Long River of Time and Space before!
In the first mural, Brother Xiaosa with his majestic appearance sits cross-legged on a high platform, accepting the kneeling worship of all living beings. The power of faith surges and shines in all directions.
In the third mural, Brother Xiaosha, Fairy Miaomiao, and Masked Sword Maniac, the three of them sit around a bonfire, as if drinking wine at a celebration banquet.
"According to the chronological order, these murals can prove that you have entered the Tomb of Eternal Night in the past!"
"But what you entered may not be the current Eternal Night Tomb, but the original Eternal Night Tomb that was still in the same place and was not moved to the Three Wilds Realm."
"Remember it carefully!"
After Ye Wuque evolved two murals, Brother Xiaosha's bright little eyes had already looked over, watching them closely, as if remembering.
This is a possibility that Ye Wuque thought of!
What if the memory left behind by Brother Xiaosha is the Tomb of Everlasting Night in the past?
In the past, the Tomb of Everlasting Night had only thirty floors.
Now, there are three more floors.
This may also be the work of an old neurotic!
Then the old nerve did not deceive himself in the first place, but there was a deviation in Brother Xiaosha's memory.
"These murals...Murals...Brother, have you been here before? Been here before?"
Brother Xiaosha murmured to himself, his little face showed pain again, and the whiskers on his head were shaking, but he still stared at the two murals.
"Are there any other murals?" Suddenly, Brother Xiaosha asked.
Ye Wuque did not speak, but pointed out.
Buzz!
The power of the virtual god shined, and Ye Wuque immediately evolved all the murals he saw in the hall.
In the main hall, there are a total of nine murals.
Except for the first and third pictures.
The second mural.
Endless corpses, bloody and bloody, spread across the sky, indescribable killing and boiling evil spirits, recording a horrific war.
The fourth mural.
It peeled off so cleanly that nothing could be distinguished.
The fifth mural.
Huntian's body flew across the void, and there were endless corpses floating on the ground below. Black tombs stood behind him. In the deepest place, one vast and terrifying realm after another, filled with the extremely cold and dead breath of death.
The sixth mural.
Recording the moment of the battle between Fairy Miaomiao and Huntian!
The background is a ruined and vast realm, which is the concrete background of the fifth mural.
The seventh mural.
It also peeled off cleanly and nothing could be seen.
The eighth mural.
Another high platform, the scene is exactly the same as the first mural, and countless people are kneeling down to worship Brother Xiaosa.
But it exudes a strong aura of annihilation and death!
The high platform will no longer be brilliant, but will fade away, and the radiance of faith will be replaced by the black radiance of death.
The difference between life and death is completely opposite to Brother Xiaosha.
But on the high platform, a faint glowing light group surged with the only vitality. It was enshrined, but what filled the air was that the will of death was greater than the vitality, as if it was hollow inside and a candle was left in the wind. Although it was tenacious, it was already gone.
I can't last much longer.
The ninth mural.
It was Ye Wuque who recorded his encounter with a clan member of the Emperor Burial Spirit clan imprisoned here.
Brother Xiaosha's eyes have been completely focused on the nine murals.
"The fourth mural and the seventh mural have already peeled off completely, and no recorded content can be seen." Ye Wuque explained.
"These, these..."
Brother Xiaosha had a reaction at this time!
"ah!"
The next moment, Brother Xiaosha let out a low roar of pain. He held his head in his hands and even rolled directly to the ground, rolling continuously and in great pain!
Obviously, Brother Xiaosha seems to have recalled something, but it has also touched some of his own constraints, and life would be worse than death.
Ye Wuque did not interrupt. He understood that now was a critical moment, and this might also be a process that Brother Xiaosha was destined to accept personally.
After Brother Xiaosha struggled for ten breaths, his bright little eyes suddenly widened, and then he sat up and once again stared directly at all the phantoms of the murals in the void.
"If that's the case..."
"No wonder!"
"This is a fake tomb!"
"The real 'tomb' should be..."
"hiss!"
Brother Xiaosha suddenly took a breath of air, as if he realized something.
"Who could have done it?"
Brother Xiaosa's soliloquy made Ye Wuque's eyes twitch and he immediately asked: "What did you think of?"
Brother Xiaosha raised his eyes and looked at Ye Wuque. At this time, his pair of bright little eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. It was obvious that the memory confusion just now was very uncomfortable!
"Little pretty face, you are right. The Tomb of Eternal Night in my memory is from the past, and it only has thirty floors."
"But now this Eternal Night Tomb...is different!"
“Someone made a change!”
"Renovated the Tomb of Everlasting Night!"
"There should be more than thirty floors! There are still deeper areas! There must be more!"
"The 'coffin' is deeper!"
At the end of the sentence, Brother Xiaosha's voice became decisive.