Chapter 1532: See Lu Shaoyou in the painting again
"What? The Ancient Martial Ancestor?!" Lu Shaoyou was immediately shocked, and Luo Yuxiu was also shocked. She is a true disciple of the Xiantian Sect, and she knows very well about the Ancient Martial Ancestor.
Ancestors have an indelible relationship.
And, more importantly, the Taigu Martial Ancestor was the founder of the Zhenwu Tiangong. He founded the Zhenwu lineage and had immeasurable power. After his return, he was so powerful in the ancient times that he became one of the most tyrannical beings under the Three Emperors.
"The aura of the Ancient Martial Ancestor?" Lu Shaoyou was also speechless, "Have you really felt it?"
Yun Nishang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, but the aura is not strong, it is just fleeting. Maybe I am thinking too much."
"I learned from the headmaster of Zhenwu Tiangong that the Martial Ancestor is not dead, but is somewhere in this world. Now it seems that this matter is true!" Lu Shaoyou frowned.
"Oh, this emperor's mausoleum is really evil. It has everything. Even poor Taoist people are caught by it. It is really the emperor's method, and it is not something that poor Taoists can guess." Fatty Quexin's pig-headed face finally recovered.
, he said, shaking his head.
"Let's go quickly. There must be countless immortal fates waiting for us in this mausoleum. It's not a good idea to waste it here." He continued.
The three people nodded immediately, and a group of four people flew past together, heading towards the depths of the hall. This mausoleum was extremely quiet, and there was even a kind of deathly silence, which made people feel trembling. A quarter of an hour later, Lu Shaoyou walked through it again and again
, walking continuously through the bronze mausoleum, they passed through the first-level hall, only to find that it was empty. There was nothing there, but there were many murals on the entire wall. They looked at them one by one, and the stories inside
It is all about the life of the demon clan, and it tells the story of how the demon clan dominated the ancient times.
"Eh? Why is there such a picture here?" Suddenly, Lu Shaoyou saw that there was a familiar picture in the mural. Above this picture was an old man with an ancient face in an extremely tall temple.
Sitting in front of everyone, with his eyes lowered, he seemed to be teaching something to everyone.
There was a large group of people sitting underneath, and everyone was vivid. Some held a red gourd in their hands, some carried swords on their backs, and some had empty hands. Some looked happy, some looked distressed, and some looked sad.
There was confusion. The faces of these people were clearly depicted, and one of them was Lu Shaoyou! He was sitting in the mural, listening with great interest, and seemed to be thinking about something, with a smile on his face.
"Eh? Fellow Daoist Qin, why are you in this painting?" Luo Yuxiu was thoughtful and saw Lu Shaoyou staring at the mural with wide eyes. She immediately walked over, glanced at it, and then exclaimed.
"It's exactly the same as the ink painting I saw in the Heavenly Palace in the Tomb of the Ancient Gods!" Lu Shaoyou's eyelids jumped in shock. He always felt that the existence in the Tomb of the Ancient Gods was disturbing his Taoist mind, but now
Seeing this picture again, the only difference is that the angle in this mural is different from before. It may be because the author is different, so the angle of view is also different.
"No, there is still a difference in this painting." Suddenly, Old Mirror said. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Lu Shaoyou's arm and said, "There are no scars in the painting here, but you are in the Tomb of the Ancient God.
What you see in it are scars.”
Lu Shaoyou suddenly realized that when he was promoted to Earth Immortal, he was injured by endless demonic fire in the Fire Realm. As a result, although his physical body was promoted, the scars still remained. There were scars on the ink painting at that time, and this painting
There is none in the painting.
"So, one of these two paintings must be fake!?" Lu Shaoyou muttered, "The master of the palace that day really wanted to mess with my mind!"
"You can't say that." The Holy Spirit said in disapproval.
"What did you see again?" Lu Shaoyou asked doubtfully.
"Look at your own arms first." The Holy Spirit smiled.
Lu Shaoyou then stretched out his right arm. At this moment, even the scars from the injury had disappeared. He had been promoted successively, and the scars left in the fire domain had also disappeared, and his skin was as smooth as jade.
"You don't have any scars on your arms now. If you look at this painting now, you don't have any scars either. Isn't it still exactly the same as this painting? Are you so sure that the person in this painting is not you?" The Holy Spirit smiled half-heartedly.
He looked at Lu Shaoyou and said, "Maybe both paintings are right. That ink painting corresponds to you at that time, and this mural corresponds to you now."
"But what does this mean? I have no memory of my previous life at all, and you should also know that I am a person who goes against the flow of fate. I am an anomaly. I should not exist in the way of heaven. How can I still exist?
Where is the portrait?" Lu Shaoyou could hardly understand.
"I don't know about that." Holy Spirit and Old Mirror shook their heads together.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, why have you been looking at this mural and not leaving?" Just when Lu Shaoyou was frowning and thinking, Fatty Quexin's words pulled Lu Shaoyou back from this thought.
"Let's go quickly. There are no treasures here. Pindao's nose has already smelled it, and there is no smell of treasure. It's better to rush to the other halls." Fatty Quexin said anxiously.
"You fat man, are you born in the year of the dog? Can you smell the scent of treasures with your nose?" Lu Shaoyou looked at Taoist Quexin with a strange expression on his face, and then smiled and said, "Can you smell how many treasures are on my body?"
"Hmph, don't have too much treasure aura on your body, and there are many treasures that are innate spiritual treasures, and there is even a forbidden aura surrounding you. You are definitely a rich man." Que Xin Pan heard this from Lu Shaoyou.
Lu Shaoyou's words immediately made him furious. Lu Shaoyou's words were a complete insult to his nose. He circled lightly around Lu Shaoyou a few times, then shook his head and said.
"Besides, you still have a lot of the smell of second-grade spiritual veins in your body!" Fatty Quexin said with a snort.
Lu Shaoyou was suddenly shocked. He had just killed the nine princes and got a lot of spiritual veins and treasures from the storage rings that fell from their bodies. However, those treasures were all ordinary acquired spiritual treasures and top-grade immortal weapons.
, Lu Shaoyou didn't like these very much, but the spiritual veins and elixir inside made him feel happy. Killing the nine princes allowed him to gain a total of thirteen second-grade spiritual veins, plus the ones he had obtained before.
Three second-grade spiritual veins, and now a total of sixteen spiritual veins, allowing him to spend wildly.
The four of them continued to move forward, heading towards another level of palace. This Emperor's Tomb was very similar to the Bronze Immortal Palace. It was a series of palaces in a hurry, and they kept gathering together. The palaces inside were one after another.
One by one, Lu Shaoyou and others walked through the corridors, entered through various twists and turns, passed through pavilions and pavilions, passed through layers of palace walls, and entered deeper.
Rumble——
The yellow water surges, and a big river runs through the entire city wall like a moat, rushing away. The yellow river corpse water surges, with bursts of putrid smell permeating it.
"Why does this feel like yellow spring water? Such a strong rancid smell?" Luo Yuxiu frowned slightly and said.
The four of them passed the stone arch bridge above the moat and entered the other side of the city wall.
"roar--"
Suddenly, a shrill roar came. As soon as Lu Shaoyou and the four of them entered the hall, a black light shot up into the sky and rushed towards them. As fast as a black lightning, it came towards the four of Lu Shaoyou.
This is a huge creature with nine tails, green eyes, and extremely sharp claws. It is a foot long, shining with phosphorescent light, as if it crawled out of the grave, and looks like a lynx.
But its body was covered with scales, and its limbs were densely covered with black hair. Its teeth were like daggers, shining with cold light, but most importantly, there was no trace of life on its body.
"Fuck you uncle, how dare these little dirty monsters block Dao Master's treasure hunt?" Fatty Quexin had been struck by lightning for a while, and had just been ridiculed by Lu Shaoyou. At this time, there was something in his heart.
There was no place to vent the anger in my stomach. When I saw this ghost, I was furious and killed it with one punch.
boom!
The black lynx screamed suddenly and turned into black yin energy flying everywhere, leaving a pool of pus and blood on the ground.
"Such a yin thing was actually born in the emperor's tomb? It seems that the yin energy here is indeed too strong." Fatty Quexin's expression immediately became solemn, "I wonder what is happening to the emperor's body now? Is that possible?
Will there be a corpse transformation? Will there be other changes? If the emperor's corpse undergoes a corpse transformation, it would be truly terrifying."
After hearing Fatty Quexin's words, Lu Shaoyou suddenly thought of the Jade Emperor in the Nine Dragon Coffin. The Jade Emperor was the same in the Qishen Valley. His body had undergone a corpse transformation. If it hadn't been for the Haotian Golden Bell in his hand at that time, I'm afraid the other party's God would have died.
Xing was still unable to wake up, and his corpse transformation could not be contained. In the end, he was taken away by the Fengdu Ghost Emperor and suppressed it with his own emperor's robe, thus preventing the outbreak of the corpse transformation.
"What if the emperor's body undergoes a corpse transformation?" Lu Shaoyou suddenly shuddered. He didn't dare to imagine such a thing, because once it really happened, it would be a catastrophe for the entire world, and no one could escape. Enter
Everyone in this imperial palace will perish here, and no one can escape.
"You brat, what are you thinking about?! What kind of person is the Great Emperor? What kind of grace is he? Even if he falls, he cannot be tainted by such a small filth! His imperial power exists, and it is impossible to let such evil spirits
Things breed!" the Holy Spirit scolded.
Lu Shaoyou shook his head, there are no absolutes in the world, who can say clearly? The group of them continued to go deep inside.