Feng Lin looked at such a huge mural in front of him and fell into deep thought.
For such a big painting, where could he find Cen Caixuan?
"By the way, are these paintings related?"
Feng Lin looked at Yang Fan and asked.
"Of course, everything here is like a small world, all connected."
Yang Fan took Feng Lin's arm and walked deeper into the mural.
He stopped in front of a large mountain. According to the mural, there was a huge palace standing majestically on the top of the mountain.
"You see, this is a sect with many masters in it. As far as I know, many masters have died in it."
Yang Fan pulled Feng Lin and went deeper, "This is another sect with more masters. There is another one over there. There are three major sects in total."
"Finally, here comes the point."
Yang Fan grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders and flew to a high place. At the top of the middle of the mural, there was a cloud.
There is a tall black tower floating on the clouds.
This tall tower is only as big as a palm in the huge mural.
But the tall tower is at the highest point it deserves.
"The black tower is in the sky, what's in it?" Feng Lin asked strangely.
"No one knows about this issue."
Yang Fan said with a smile, "About a hundred years ago, at the conference held by the Yin Yang Crusaders, three commanders invited seven masters of the sublimation realm to gather ten people and enter the mural together."
When several men in black robes heard this, they all looked at Yang Fan.
Many of them had never heard of the news that this boy knew.
"Ten people who ascended the realm attacked the black tower at the same time, but they still didn't break it open."
Yang Fan said with a smile, "They all said that the treasure hidden inside is at least the level of an artifact."
Artifact?
At least?
The people watching from a distance were also shocked.
One of the old men in black robes asked with a smile: "Little brother, as far as I know, the artifact is almost the most powerful thing. If you say at least, do you mean that there is a treasure that surpasses the artifact?"
"Senior, don't get me wrong, it wasn't me who said it, it was the original commander of the Yin Yang Crusade who said it."
Yang Fan chuckled, "Of course there are treasures that transcend divine weapons, such as methods for refining divine weapons."
Everyone around him took a deep breath and was shocked.
yes!
The artifact is certainly the most powerful in the legend.
Isn't it possible that the person who creates the artifact is stronger?
They have all heard rumors about the artifact. The artifact seems to have intelligence and will choose its users.
Even if someone can get it, they can't use it.
But if you know how to refine an artifact and refine one yourself, then you can definitely use this artifact yourself.
Feng Lin's heart also stirred up huge waves. He didn't expect that there was such a thing in this ancient battlefield.
Suddenly, Feng Lin's expression was startled.
Cen Caixuan said that she would give herself a chance. Could it be that the chance she mentioned was not this battlefield?
But, this mural in front of you?
People from the Sun Clan and the Light Clan captured Cen Caixuan.
It should also be to obtain the secrets in the murals.
Feng Lin put his arm around Yang Fan's shoulders and asked in a low voice: "Brother, how do you get out after you go in?"
Even though Feng Lin spoke so quietly, other people around him pricked up their ears.
They knew that many experts were trapped in the murals and could not leave at all.
This is also the reason why they dare not go in without permission.
"I only know one thing, and everyone else must know it, which is the two fishermen at the beginning of the mural."
Yang Fan spread his hands and said, "Each of them has one chance. To put it simply, they can leave twice. After that, I don't know."
When the people around heard this, they sighed.
Of course they knew the two fishermen at the beginning.
Because they will take the initiative to mention it and tell outsiders that they have the ability to make people leave the mural.
But after the second time, both of them would refuse to let people leave on the grounds that the fish scared them away.
Even if you kill them, they will appear again as the sun rises.
This was the third time, and the expert who came out of it said it.
But the way out is an absolute secret.
very few people know.
"Okay, since I have two chances, I'll go in."
Feng Lin has never gone in before, so there is no need to worry.
He now wants to find Cen Caixuan as soon as possible.
"I'll accompany you in. I went in once last time, so I have another chance."
Yang Fan said with a smile.
When Feng Lin heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.
This guy seems a little too enthusiastic.
It was nothing before, but he actually wasted two such precious opportunities.
He may know other ways to leave.
Or maybe he is also interested in the secrets Cen Caixuan knows.
"Brother, are you sure? These two opportunities will be wasted if you follow me in."
Feng Lin said calmly.
"What's wasteful? What's the use of someone like me, even if I can come out a hundred times?"
Yang Fan pointed at the mural and said, "Let's go outside this sect. Your wife may be near the sect."
"Okay! Listen to you."
Feng Lin nodded.
Before he entered, he used his mobile phone to take pictures of the entire mural.
After that, he followed Yang Fan's instructions and pointed at the foot of the sect's mountain in the mural, injecting energy into it.
Buzz!
Feng Lin turned into a string of light and disappeared here.
Yang Fan also followed Feng Lin in.
The surrounding space changed, and Feng Lin appeared on a white stone slab.
There are a lot of people here, bowing to the sect on the top of the mountain.
"What a real world."
Feng Lin was already sluggish, and there was no trace of the formation around.
I don't know if the formation is too advanced and he can't see it.
Or is it because this is not a formation at all, but another strange power.
"Old man, has there been any fighting here before?"
Feng Lin squatted on the ground and looked at an old man who was prostrating.
"I don't know, I just got here."
The old man glanced at Feng Lin and began to kneel down again.
"Don't ask, they won't know."
Yang Fan said with a smile, "Those who are not shown on these murals only have one day's memory."
"you mean……"
Feng Lin took out his mobile phone and observed the mural.
On the top of the sect's building, a long-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back.
In the sky in front of the long-haired old man are four flying people, a total of three men and one woman.
"Do the people painted on the mural have memories?" Feng Lin asked.
"Yes, but they only have nine days of memory. This mural reincarnates in nine days. After nine days, everything will return to its original point."
Yang Fan said with a smile, "Last time I came in, I saw a master who was trapped here. Because he was too bored, he married a woman in the mural. But nine days later, everything started again, and the woman no longer knew him.
he."
Feng Lin smiled bitterly and continued to ask: "Then how do these people who remember for a day live?"
"They are like passers-by. For example, people who worship here will go back after dark and come back to worship again early the next morning. This is their life."
Yang Fan pointed at the crowd of people kneeling on the ground, "If you kill them and start again after nine days, they will appear again."
"It's amazing. In this world, I have a feeling that we are gods."
As soon as Feng Lin finished speaking, there was a violent clash of energy in the distance.
Yang Fan frowned, his face changed, and then he smiled and said: "Brother Feng Lin, why don't we look for each other separately? The Sun Clan and the Light Clan are easy to recognize. We will meet here in three days."