Mu Feng stepped on the mottled and thick steps, constantly moving downwards.
On the ramparts on both sides of the tomb passage, bronze candlesticks were burning with candles, flickering with faint light.
Then in the dim light of the candlelight, Mu Feng discovered that there were many patterns carved on the walls on both sides.
Mu Feng stopped, his eyes fell on these inconspicuous patterns, and found that the patterns depicted a scene of a man constantly fighting.
Mu Feng looked along and found that the man in the pattern grew from weak to strong, and the enemies became stronger and stronger, with almost no defeat.
When Mu Feng arrived at the end of the tomb passage and saw the last pattern, the man met his last opponent in his life, a young man whose body was covered in golden light like the blazing sun. ??
But this time, the man lost, and it was the only defeat in his life.
In the corner of this pattern, there is a line of small words carved on it.
"If you fail once, your life will be ruined!" Mu Feng murmured, feeling quite sad in his heart.
He knew that the protagonist of this tomb passage pattern was the Nine Swords Martial King, and it recorded all the major and small battles in the Nine Swords Martial King's life.
The Nine Swordsman King is indeed a genius. He has never failed along the way. He becomes more courageous with every setback and becomes stronger when he encounters difficulties.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by the last person, and this defeat also brought his life to an end.
"He should be Mu Qingcang!"
Mu Feng's eyes fell on the pattern of the young man with golden light all over his body, and there was a fierce meaning in the depths of his eyes.
The faces of the Nine Swords Martial King and Mu Qingcang on the pattern are blurred, and the difference between them can only be identified through their clothes and body shapes.
"Huh? Who is this woman?"
Suddenly, Mu Feng discovered that in the left corner of the mural, on an extremely inconspicuous hill in the distance, stood a vague figure of a woman.
The figure of this woman is very blurry, and from her posture, it can be seen that she is looking worriedly towards this side on a hill in the distance.< br>
"who is she?"
Mu Feng became very interested in the woman in the last picture.
However, there was too little information about the mural, and Mu Feng was confused about the woman's identity.
Mu Feng subconsciously placed his right hand on the portrait of a woman on the mural. For some reason, although this woman's face was blurry, it gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
Tear!
The moment Mu Feng's right hand touched the mural, a sharp sword shadow instantly flew out and pierced Mu Feng's eyebrows.
Mu Feng's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. His eyes showed pain, and his whole mind seemed to explode.
In his mind, the soft whisper of a young man kept ringing, accompanied by the sound of sword strikes.
It was as if in Mu Feng's mind, there was a young man fighting with a sword, and the constant sound of fighting was tearing his soul apart.
"The Great Method of Soul Resurrection!"
Mu Feng kneaded the secret technique with his right hand and used the soul-reviving technique to condense the spirits between heaven and earth to resist the sounds of conflict that kept ringing in his mind.
After a long time, the sound of sword strikes in Mu Feng's mind disappeared, and he finally came to his senses, but his face was extremely pale.
"What is contained in this mural is actually the will of the sword!"
Mu Feng stared at the mural in front of him fearfully. He finally understood why the Nine Swords Martial King was so powerful.
It turns out that he had already realized the will of the sword when he was in the realm of King Wu. No wonder he defeated King Wu of Zhenguo and King Qinghong Wu as soon as he entered the realm of King Wu, and his reputation spread far and wide to other kingdoms.
Above the power of artistic conception is the power of will.
If understanding artistic conception is to give life and emotion to dead things; then understanding will is
It is to give dead objects their own will, thereby affecting the will and soul of others.
The will of the sword is fierce and sharp.
If the will is not firm, a strong person who understands the will of the sword can destroy the enemy's will and soul with just one look without even drawing a sword.
It can be said that a warrior who understands the power of will is far more powerful than a warrior who understands the power of artistic conception, and of course is also much more dangerous.
"This Nine Sword Martial King is truly a genius! He actually left his will of the sword on this mural. As long as I can withstand the powerful will in this mural, I will be able to fully realize the power of the will of the sword."
Mu Feng's eyes were sharp. In his opinion, the ordinary murals on both sides of the underground tomb passage were probably the most valuable treasures in King Wu's tomb.
It is a pity that most of the warriors who entered King Wu's tomb did not discover the value of this mural.
"After meeting up with Concubine Luo and the others first, and exploring the treasures in King Wu's tomb, it's not too late to return here and slowly comprehend them!"
Mu Feng's eyes flickered, and he did not immediately understand the will of the sword in the mural, but instead raised his feet and walked towards the depths of the tomb.
It takes a lot of time to understand the will of the sword. Now in King Wu's tomb, there is a race against time, and Concubine Feng Luo and Gu Xiyu have not been found yet, so Mu Feng cannot waste time here.
After walking out of the tomb passage, Mu Feng came to a hundred-meter-long corridor. At the end of the corridor was a majestic hall.
This corridor is quite spacious, with large golden stones on both sides. The entire corridor is extremely quiet, without any sound.
But Mu Feng's eyes were extremely solemn because he saw a lot of blood stains on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
These bloodstains are still very fresh, they should be from people who entered this place before. A big battle broke out in this corridor, and many people died.
"But why are there no bodies?"
Mu Feng's eyes fell He did not see a body on the floor of the corridor, and the floor of the corridor was clean without any blood stains.
Mu Feng did not act rashly, but took out a spiritual stone from the space ring and threw it into the center of the corridor.
Clang clang clang!
Suddenly, the harsh sound of rolling machine gears was heard in the corridor, and then the corridor ground suddenly collapsed.
Ho ho ho!
Deep under the corridor, several bloody mouths rushed up mercilessly, and the powerful upper and lower jaws bit together fiercely, making a frightening sound.
Above the corridor, streaks of brilliant arrows fell down like rain, directly covering the entire corridor.
The barriers on both sides of the corridor were cracked with cracks, and blades several feet long were quickly slashed towards the center of the corridor.
The blade cuts through the air, and the tearing sound produced is frightening.
"What a terrifying mechanism!"
Mu Feng was secretly shocked. If he were an unprepared warrior, the moment he stepped into the corridor, he would basically have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth. The outcome would be certain death.
Clang clang clang!
The mechanism was restored, the blades of the barriers on both sides were retracted one after another, the bloody mouth on the ground was drilled back into the depths of the ground, and the collapsed ground was restored again.
"No wonder you can't even see the corpses. They all fell into the depths of the corridor, or were swallowed by monsters below!"
Mu Feng's eyes were solemn, and he flicked his finger and threw another spiritual stone.
The mechanism in the corridor is activated again.
At this moment, Mu Feng used Wan Yingwu to sweep away from the gaps in the rows of blades and rushed towards the opposite side of the corridor.
When Mu Feng rushed to two-thirds of the distance, the monster deep underground seemed to be aware of it. It aimed its bloody mouth at Mu Feng and swallowed it in one gulp...