As a disciple of a major Taoist sect, Ah Huang is very familiar with and understands the Taoist robes and costumes of each sect. However, he has never seen Taoist robes that look like this.
"Could it be that the Taoist priest on this mural is a rogue cultivator? How can a rogue cultivator be so powerful? He suppressed this kind of corpse oil monster in the entire villa with just one mural?"
Ah Huang looked confused.
In fact, when I saw this Taoist priest mural and thought about the behavior of those undead monsters after they fell into the basement, I couldn't guess some of the truth...
The reason why the evil corpse oil in the big black vats upstairs did not burst out was not because of good luck!
And I'm afraid it's because of the Taoist mural in the basement or other related Taoist masters that it didn't harm anyone.
As for why they all suddenly woke up just now, it may be because of the interruption after Fu Yang and others broke in, or it may be because the mural has been aged for so long that the magic power to suppress it is no longer so powerful...
All in all, this Taoist mural is anything but simple!
Fu Yang also looked at it for a while, shook his head and analyzed it to Ah Huang.
"Huang, I guess this portrait is not the mysterious master who suppressed those corpse oil monsters. It is the ancestor, god or something that the master believed in."
"After all, generally speaking, if you dare to use this kind of thing with the portrait of flying fairies and fairies greeting you, you must be at least a strong person at the level of a heavenly master."
"But if it is a strong person at the level of a Heavenly Master, I don't believe that he can't completely eliminate this black corpse oil monster! Instead, he chooses to use magic to suppress it. So I tend to... maybe a person who has not yet become a Heavenly Master, but
It was left by a Taoist senior who was also very powerful. This mural may be the ancestor worshiped by his sect."
Fu Yang's analysis is well-founded and convincing.
Indeed, Taoism, as the only most orthodox indigenous sect in China, has a long history and has the same origin as the Chinese civilization. There are countless schools...
While the two of them were still guessing, Wei Ke had already flown over and got very close to watch. Then he said with a sigh: "You two were just guessing over there. You can tell if you get closer and take a closer look."
?Then, it is clearly written on it who the Taoist priest in the mural is."
Fu Yang and Ah Huang took a closer look, and sure enough they saw a very, very small line of small characters next to it. It said: Portrait of the Patriarch Chisong Immortal.
really!
The portrait is of the founder of a small Taoist sect.
Ah Huang pinched his chin, his eyes flashing with thought: "Red Pine Immortal... why does this name sound so familiar to me? I think I have seen it somewhere? It shouldn't be a mythological figure, but someone who has appeared in history.
A powerful Taoist senior. But for a moment, I couldn’t remember it either.”
Fu Yang rolled his eyes at him and was very speechless.
The three of them wandered around the mural of the Red Pine Immortal, trying to see if they could find any follow-up clues from it.
After all, in this small villa at No. 44, Bridge Street, except for the weird mirror floor and those terrifying corpse-oil undead monsters, there are still almost no clues about the disappearance of Li Jinyu's family of three...
Fu Yang had a strong hunch and intuition in his heart: This portrait of a Taoist priest is closely related to the current foggy incident!
"Let's take a closer look to see if this portrait of a Taoist priest contains any other information besides the secret seal that we don't know about."
He stretched out his hand and carefully and slowly pressed it up, wanting to feel what other mysteries there were...
As soon as they come into contact, a sudden change occurs!
Fu Yang was shocked, as if a strange and strange vision appeared in front of his eyes.
It seemed as if the Taoist priest in blue robe and yellow trousers sitting cross-legged on the mural suddenly stood up, smiled at himself, and walked out of the portrait step by step. He wanted to walk in front of him!
His eyes couldn't help but look a little confused...
In fact, Fu Yang was the only one in this situation!
Ah Huang and Wei Ke next to them looked like everything was normal, and they didn't even know that Fu Yang had seen such a strange scene!
In Fu Yang's eyes, the immortal Taoist priest on the mural walked down, stood in front of him, smiled at him, and said in an ethereal tone: "My little friend is finally here. I have been waiting so long."
Long."
"What did you say? Wait for me? What do you mean?"
Fu Yang answered subconsciously.
After speaking like this, Wei Ke and Ah Huang realized that his eyes were empty and confused, as if he had fallen into an illusion.
Ah Huang suddenly panicked.
I quickly wanted to knock off Fu Yang's hand that was still touching the mural - I knew at a glance that something abnormal might have happened because Fu Yang touched the mural.
Although both he and Wei Ke had touched it, nothing strange happened. Why did Fu Yang feel it as soon as he touched it?
"Don't worry yet! I don't think there is anything wrong with Fu Yang. Instead, it may be a chance."
Wei Ke stopped Ah Huang's hand and asked him to wait and see.
With her ghost king-level strength, if Fu Yang really had an accident and was deceived by some evil ghost, he would be able to sense it. What's more, this mural...should really be left by a righteous person?
Of course, Fu Yang didn't know the situation of Wei Ke and Ah Huang beside him. Now he only looked at the Taoist priest who looked like a person and a painting in front of him, and asked him who he was? What did he mean?
As a result, the other party didn't answer him at all, but just looked at him and smiled.
"Senior, please speak up. Don't just smile at me? Although you are kind and handsome, you are embarrassed and scared when you look at me and smile like this."
Fu Yang scratched his head and said.
Wei Ke chuckled.
My husband seems serious, but sometimes he seems funny when he talks.
However, the Taoist priest who came down from the mural still smiled and said nothing, but suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped Fu Yang's forehead!
Fu Yang was shocked.
Facing this weird scene, although my head was a little dizzy as if I had drunk alcohol, I still wanted to avoid it subconsciously.
He stretched out his hand to stop it, but his hands just brushed the air and couldn't stop it at all - after all, this was just an illusion, right?
The blue-robed Taoist priest's finger pointed straight at Fu Yang's forehead!
This time it doesn't feel like an illusion anymore.
Fu Yang seemed to vaguely feel that a cold finger touched his forehead.
boom!
He only felt that his head and heart were shaking suddenly at the same time.
Then I felt that the ghost power stored in my heart was like water in a pond. It was being pumped out by a powerful water pump!
Follow the chest, enter the head. Then gather at the forehead, follow the cold finger, and quickly move towards the Taoist priest's body... (Third update)