"Kan Wuliang's Tomb is very huge. He built himself an unprecedentedly large tomb during his lifetime, and left four sentences as a map for future generations to find the tomb."
"Which four sentences?"
Before Sister Tu could answer, Sister Ying had already spoken: "The universe is the tomb, the prehistoric past is the coffin, the heaven and the earth watch over the spirits, and all living beings are buried with them."
Sister Ying once sent people to explore Kanwuliang's tomb in order to find the immortality medicine. Although she did not go to the tomb herself, she knew about this so-called map: "But these four sentences are completely meaningless!"
Qin Xuan: "Why? Why do these four sentences have no meaning?"
"And what do these four sentences say?" Qin Xuan: "Is this a map? Why can't I see it?"
At this time, everyone no longer laughed at Qin Xuan's ignorance, because not only Qin Xuan, but no one from ancient times to the present could break the secret of these four sentences.
No, the correct thing to say is that everyone can break its secret, but those who get the answer seem to have found themselves a bigger and more unsolvable problem.
"If you were asked to hide something, Ah-Xuan, where do you think is the safest place?"
The safest place to hide something...
Qin Xuan thought for a while and said: "Sumi, if we can even steal the things in the sumeru we carry with us, then hiding them anywhere will be useless."
"That's right."
"Then, if an evil painter dies, where is the safest place to bury him?"
Faced with Sister Tu’s second question, Qin Xuan immediately answered because of the first question: “It’s the sky in the painting. There is no track to follow in the sky in the painting. No one can find the painting except the demon painter himself.”
The coordinates of Zhongtian, even if the painting demon master dies and the painting Zhongtian evolves into the real world and is found, because the painting Zhongtian has been transformed in advance, the risk of the tomb being stolen can be minimized."
Building a tomb elsewhere would not be as convenient as directly transforming Hua Zhongtian. What's more, Hua Zhongtian was completely independent of the world before the Demon Painter died. Only the Demon Painter could enter and exit.
.
After the death of the painting demon master, the painting Zhongtian will not be destroyed, but will be integrated into the real world and become a part of the world.
"It's difficult, can you say..."
Suddenly, Qin Xuan realized something. He looked at Sister Tu in shock: "Does this mean that Kan Wuliang's tomb is the painting Zhongtian he left behind?"
Sister Tu smiled: "Axuan, you are finally smart for once."
"Sister Rabbit, are you really my biological father?"
Sister Tu did not talk about this with Qin Xuan, but said: "Since ancient times, many people have seen these four sentences left by Kan Wuliang, and they also associated them with 'Painting in the Sky'."
"But even so, even if everyone knows that Kan Wuliang's tomb is the sky in his painting, no one has been able to decipher the location of the sky in his painting for tens of millions of years."
Qin Xuan: "Why?!"
Now that we know it is an infinite painting, we just have to look for it based on the clues. After so many years, someone will find some clues, right?
"Because the answer from these four sentences is not just the infinite painting," Sister Rabbit said, "but also the whole world!"
worldwide...
The universe is the tomb. The universe here does not refer to a certain world, time and space, but the entire world. Yes, all these worlds are transformed from the infinite paintings of heaven, and prehistoric refers to all civilizations.
.
Use the whole world as your tomb and all civilizations as your coffin.
"Heaven and earth refer to matter, consciousness and laws, and all the forces in the world," Sister Ying said: "In the end, all living beings in this world are living in the sky in the painting where he rests, and they are the burial objects in his tomb!"
The Tomb of Kanwuliang is this great world of mountains and seas composed of endless universes, dimensions, planes, and time and space.
And all the mountain and sea beasts, the mountain and sea tribes, human beings, ancient people, and even the supreme and supreme, all these creatures live in his tomb and are buried with him!
"This," Qin Xuan: "This is too exaggerated."
"Kan Wuliang's tomb is not somewhere, because no matter where we go, we are in his tomb, so every inch of land and every time and space in this world contains the secrets left by Kan Wuliang," Sister Tu said
: "This is not Kan Wuliang's Tomb, this is just the tip of the iceberg of Kan Wuliang's Tomb!"
There are countless tombs to be surveyed, and people have lived in the tombs to accompany them for thousands of years. If you think about it carefully, you will be extremely afraid...
"Gulu."
If the people I have met before and the strong people I have heard of can be described as powerful, then this one is called Kan Wuliang.
"This guy," Qin Xuan said, "could he be a 'god'?"
Li Qingling said to Qin Xuan: "In the myths and legends of ancient people, Kan Wuliang is equivalent to the concept of 'god' as you mentioned, Xuan, and the name Kan Wuliang was actually given by the ancients."
Qin Xuan: "Ah?"
"When Qing Ling and I were still supreme and supreme, in the martial arts era, there was such a story."
"what story?"
A long time ago, an excellent emperor appeared among the ancient people. In order to make the people live a good life, he sought ways to become rich and powerful. However, the ancient people at that time were very ignorant and had limited knowledge. They could only think about many things, but
There is no way to do it.
It was also at this time that the emperor's ministers recommended an extraordinary person to him.
The emperor didn't take it seriously at first, because he had seen too many strange people and strangers, and most of them had no real abilities. However, after his ministers prayed many times, he had no choice but to go and visit.
It's just that although the emperor left, in his heart, he was dismissive of that person, and he was determined to find a few troublesome questions to stump the other party.
'Are you very capable?'
As soon as the emperor met, he asked: 'Do you know how high the tallest mountain in the world is and how deep the deepest sea is?'
After hearing this, the strange man shook his head and said, 'I don't know.'
But then, the strange man said: "But I have a survey method that can measure the height of the mountains in the world and the depth of the sea in the world."
'Oh?' When the emperor heard this, he asked curiously: 'How tall are you and how deep are you?'
Faced with the emperor's rhetorical question, the strange man answered him with two words: 'Infinite!'
"This is the origin of the name Kan Wuliang." Of course, Sister Ying sneered at this mythical story: "But this is just a story, because Kan Wuliang himself is a god believed by ancient people. How could any emperor dare to
Question him like this."
Qing Ling also agreed: "Indeed."
"Having said so much," although Qin Xuan is a little curious about the story of Kan Wuliang, the first question now is this tomb: "Then what should we do next, can this tomb be lowered?"
And even if this is just the tip of the iceberg of Kan Wuliang's Tomb, it is still Kan Wuliang's Tomb. There are no treasures here, Qin Xuan doesn't believe it.
"There is no way out now," Sister Rabbit said, "This tomb is not simple. It seems to have a special power. I just tried it, but I can't force you to break through it with A Xuan for the time being."
"Even Sister Rabbit, are you trapped?"
"Temporarily," Sister Tu felt it and smiled: "Kan Wuliang is indeed a genius. Even I didn't understand the situation here for a while. Please let me analyze it again. There is no one in this world who can conquer me.
It is only a matter of time before the blocking force can forcefully break the confinement here."
"So what do we do now?"
Sister Rabbit is sitting cross-legged in mid-air. She is concentrating her mind, comprehending the power in this tomb, and then adapting to it, completely surpassing it. Yes, Sister Rabbit is such a badass, even the endless tombs cannot trap her: "
I will wait until I have a way to break through, just in case. As for now, I have observed that there is no danger in this area. Xuan, you can treat it as a tourist. If you feel bored, you can take out your mobile phone and play stand-alone games.
, Or, just visit the murals around here, the things left by ancient people are always interesting."
After saying that, Sister Rabbit closed her eyes, as if her mind was wandering too far.
“Visit the mural?”
Well, Sister Rabbit is the trump card, Qin Xuan must listen to her. As for the mobile phone, it is rare for you to take risks and you actually play with it. Are you stupid?
So, Qin Xuan raised his head and continued to look at the mural. Unfortunately, all he could understand was the almost perfect jade hand: "Speaking of which, why did Kan Wuliang leave such a hand here? He can't be the owner of the hand.
Also draw it, if you want to draw it, draw the whole person, you have to draw only one hand, there is no beginning or end."
In response, Sister Ying and Qing Ling smiled bitterly. The legend of the relic stone itself is a huge secret. No one knows where the relic stone came from.
All I know is that the stone seems to have been lost by the owner of this hand.
"If only one hand is so beautiful, how beautiful would the whole person be?"
Logically speaking, Qin Xuan shouldn't say such things with so many people who are equivalent to his wife around him, but Qin Xuan is really curious about the owner of this hand, because this hand gives Qin Xuan a feeling of déjà vu: "Rabbit.
Sister, do you think if we continue to take risks, can we meet the owner of this hand?"
Of course, Qin Xuan had absolutely no wrong thoughts. He was just curious and thirsty for knowledge about the unknown and mysterious.
"And this hand can be kept in the highest position. The owner of the hand should be more powerful than Kan Wuliang, right?"
Otherwise, why would Kan Wuliang have all the murals guard this hand and worship it so much?
"Alas..." Sister Rabbit sighed. She only focused on speaking, but it did not affect her ability to decipher the tomb: "Even if the owner of this hand came in person, he would still be able to decipher the unexplored tomb."
"Sister Rabbit, you really know the owner of this hand!"
"Yes, I know him."
Sister Rabbit is indeed Sister Rabbit. She even knows such a mysterious boss. Qin Xuan once again subverted his understanding of Sister Rabbit.
"So, Sister Rabbit, Sister Rabbit, what kind of person is the owner of this hand?"
"I can't say what kind of person she is, but one day I knew it very clearly."
"What?"
"That means if she stands here," Sister Rabbit narrowed her eyes, "she will definitely give you a beating."
Qin Xuan: "..."
"Why, why?"
Qin Xuan is so cute, so kind, and so stupid...
No, that’s called cuteness!
Seeing Qin Xuan's confused expression, Sister Tu was really speechless: "Because that's my hand!"