Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, there is a dilapidated temple in the shade of the forest halfway up the mountain.
The temple is made of black bricks and red tiles, but it has weathered over time. Although its outline is vaguely visible, due to the passage of time, only its outline remains.
He was a thousand meters away from the temple. Even though it was noon, Han Sanqian could still feel the slightest chill.
Qilin looked at Han Sanqian at this time and said warily: "This place is very evil. Be more careful and don't accidentally lose your life. It's not worth the gain."
Han Sanqian also felt it. But he smiled: "If you are evil, there is no evil heart. Let's go."
Carrying Qin Shuang on his back, Han Sanqian went up the mountain.
More than an hour later, Han Sanqian and others finally arrived at the ruined temple. The temple was three rooms in one. It was about five meters high, and there was a plaque in the center: Temple of the Dead.
Standing in front of the temple, the cold breath passed by, and the sneakiness deepened. Qin Shuang couldn't help but tremble with coldness, and Han Sanqian also frowned tightly. This temple looks very simple, but in fact there is an undercurrent.
Don't be afraid.
Looking at this familiar place, Xiaobai had a lot of thoughts.
Thousands of years ago, it was here that he fought with the savage old masters of the Void Sect. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The corpses of the disciples of the Void Sect and the beasts piled up into mountains, and blood flowed into rivers. He and his wife finally died.
Due to the Void Sect's human sea tactics, he gradually lost his physical strength and fell into a disadvantage.
Later, the Void Sect turned to attack his wife, causing the Beast King to retreat all the way. The Beast King was distracted and fell into a trap. The Void Sect sealed his body and will remain here forever.
"This peak originally only had one mountain at the back, but after that battle, there was an extra mountain here." Xiaobai gave a wry smile.
Because the mountain under your feet is not a mountain at all!
But a huge mass grave!
All the humans and animals who died in the war were buried here.
Because there were too many dead and injured, there was no time to bury them separately, so they had to lay mass graves here, and built this temple on top of the graves to suppress the thousands of souls and the beast king.
Xiaobai smiled coldly: "If you want to get the golden body, you have to enter the temple."
Han Sanqian nodded. Qin Shuang gently patted Han Sanqian on the back and signaled him not to go in. This place was really spooky and something felt wrong.
Han Sanqian shook his head and left Qin Shuang outside the temple. At the same time, he asked Linlong to protect Qin Shuang's arrangement. He took Xiaobai and stepped into the temple.
As soon as the temple door opened, the situation suddenly changed, and a gust of wind came from the temple. There were even sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling inside. Han Sanqian forced the energy in his body to stabilize his mind a little.
Stepping into the temple, the temple door closed with a bang. Qin Shuang's nervous hands outside could not help but grasp her clothes, her eyes full of worry.
At this time, Han Sanqian was also startled by the sudden closing of the temple door. The room was pitch dark, and he could hardly see his fingers. After getting used to the light, Han Sanqian used energy to create a fireball, and then he roughly
Take a clear look at your surroundings.
The temple is very large. There are four large pillars, each of which is as wide as a person can embrace. At the end of the center of the temple, there is a statue of a god. Han Sanqian cannot recognize who the statue is. He only knows that he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and wears a green robe.
The long knife is in a roaring shape.
"Under the statue is where the seal is." Xiaobai said.
Han Sanqian nodded and walked towards the statue without thinking.
Only halfway through, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that his back was getting heavier and heavier. Every step he took, he felt as if he had a heavy weight tied to his feet. It was difficult to go down and even harder to lift up.
After just two steps, Han Sanqian was already sweating profusely. Xiao Bai next to him was no better. He screamed in pain and retracted directly into Han Sanqian's arms.
Han Sanqian looked around, but the surroundings were calm and without any fluctuations.
How is this going?!
Han Sanqian stopped and tried to use his spiritual consciousness to sense his surroundings, but found nothing.
Seeing that the statue was only a dozen steps away from him, Han Sanqian found that he could not get closer at all. If he continued walking, he would be exhausted to death.
Although he didn't know what was going on, his intuition told Han Sanqian that this matter was not simple.
Soon, Han Sanqian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, quickly divided the fireball in his hand into four, and shot them towards the four pillars respectively. For a moment, Han Sanqian felt relieved, and his whole person became much more relaxed.
After walking a few more steps, Han Sanqian suddenly found himself in a vast ocean, surrounded by water and no other debris.
Han Sanqian tried to swim a few times, but it was as if he was being pulled by a ghost. No matter how hard he tried, he could only swim in place, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense.
Han Sanqian estimated what he was thinking and quickly moved in eight directions. When the big wave dissipated, Han Sanqian suddenly returned to the ancient temple.
"I understand." Han Sanqian smiled very confidently.
At this moment, the statue suddenly moved with a rumble. When Han Sanqian raised his eyes to look, the statue suddenly split into two. The two were lifelike, as if they were copied and pasted.
