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[Your ancestor] in the live broadcast room.
As soon as they saw clearly the ultra-high-definition, aggressive painting style, and real and wild content of a tantric dual cultivation mural presented by the black technology live broadcast equipment, the audience was naturally excited.
.
“Holy shit, shit, shit!!”
"What kind of fairy mural is this? Is there something wrong with my eyes?"
“I’ll go, awesome, really awesome!”
"Hey, this live broadcast has finally become interesting until now!!"
"The people of the Guge Dynasty played very unrestrainedly back then!"
"I'm so excited!!"
"No! I can't stand this kind of thing. I really can't keep up with nutrition..."
"Anchor, are you really watching? Move quickly and let us see the other ones!!"
"..."
All the LSPs went crazy for a while.
Regarding this.
Some female compatriots in the live broadcast room expressed their disdain quite reasonably.
"Tsk, tsk, you stinky men, do you need to be so exaggerated?"
"Well said, isn't it just a mural? That's all!"
"Men are such strange creatures!"
"..."
Being despised, all LSPs naturally couldn't bear it and responded decisively.
"Haha, you girls, you are so embarrassed to say that!"
"Aren't you guys watching too?"
"You dare to say that you really don't like to see this thing?"
"You dare to say that after seeing this thing, you have no idea??"
"Oh, I seriously doubt that some of you girls have already flowed into rivers..."
that's all.
In the blink of an eye.
The comment area in the live broadcast room was filled with all kinds of comments and it was a lively mess.
See the situation.
Knowing that his thoughts had become a reality, Ding Ze was in a great mood.
‘These charlatan audiences are really interesting.’
Ding Ze read silently.
At this time, just like in the original plot, the fat man saw the mural on the wall and said in a surprised tone, "I'll go!! Old Ding, I just said what are you looking at... It turns out that this is a place of spiritual civilization.
A blind spot, and such exciting royal erotic pictures...Old Ding, your eyes are really sharp!"
As soon as the words came out, Hu Bayi and others all looked at Ding Ze.
Therefore, Ding Ze, who had just turned around, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Out of embarrassment, Ding Ze immediately grinned, covering up his embarrassment with a smile, and then said openly, "Damn fat man, do you think this kind of mural is exciting?? Hey, you can't do this, you haven't seen the world."
When the fat man heard this, he was stunned and blinked, "This kind of mural is not exciting? What is more exciting? Have you seen it?"
"Of course, what do you think? Want to meet?" Ding Ze said with a bad smile.
The fat man subconsciously glanced at the other people next to him, and then Ma Liu shook his head, "What the hell, am I that kind of person? Old Ding, don't you damn want to lead me astray!!"
Ding Ze naturally noticed the fat man's obvious duplicity and sneered in a playful tone, "Haha."
The fat man smiled helplessly and said nothing.
Shirley Yang had a voice, "Okay, don't talk about these messy things. If everyone is almost rested, let's go inside."
Hear the words.
There was no ink mark on everyone, and they started to move one after another.
The group of people slowly walked deeper into the temple.
It didn't take long.
The content of the mural on the wall suddenly took a turn for the worse. It was no longer an exciting double-editing picture, but turned into a very strange and terrifying torture picture.
The fat man, who had been walking quietly admiring the double-edited pictures since he started moving, was immediately frightened when he saw this kind of torture picture, "I'm going, what's going on? What is this?"
At this moment, Fatty was not alone.
Because, [Your Ancestor] had a huge number of viewers in the live broadcast room, who were also severely frightened by this kind of torture picture.
"Holy shit, shit, shit!! I was so excited, why do you suddenly do this to me??"
"What the hell, I'm almost healed... but in the end, Leng Buding used this kind of mural to scare me??"
"Damn it, I have a psychological shadow."
"..."
Many LSPs expressed their dissatisfaction with fierce words.
Saw these comments.
Some of the female spectators who were engaging in a keyboard battle with this group of LSPs just a second ago were all happy.
"O(n_n)O haha~~~Smelly men, what are you doing? You must be scared!!"
"I'm so scared?? Hehe, congratulations."
"I have to set off some firecrackers to celebrate."
"From now on, there is a group of soft-legged shrimps in this world. It is a joy to congratulate, a joy to congratulate!!"
"^_^, I am so happy today!!!"
“…..”
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In the temple.
After hearing the fat man's words, Lama Tiebang gave an explanation, "These murals all depict the suffering of reincarnation in hell. Legend has it that there are eighteen levels of hell, and each level is..."
"The mural in the front means enjoyment, and the mural in the back here means suffering..."
"Buddhist views this..."
Bah bah bah, Tiebang Lama said it all.
After hearing this, the fat man was speechless for a while.
At this point, the short interlude ended, and the group continued to move forward silently. After walking for a few minutes, they arrived at the Samsara Temple.
Enter the temple.
The group of people moved their gazes and observed silently.
This Samsara Temple is not large in area, about a hundred square meters, and the overall preservation is barely intact.
The most conspicuous thing in the temple are several large red pillars with layers of lamps embedded on them.
The roof of the temple was slightly damaged, with several holes missing. Sunlight passed through these holes, illuminating the temple quite brightly.
After a brief observation, Hu Bayi, who did not raise his head to look up, first raised his voice and asked Uncle Ming doubtfully, "It's so shabby here, where are the ancient silver eyes?"
When Uncle Ming heard this, he gasped and raised his head slightly, "Boss Hu, look up. The relief above should be the Gu Ge Silver Eyes."
After hearing the words, Hu Bayi immediately raised his head and looked towards the top of the temple against the sunlight.
at the same time.
The rest of the group behaved similarly.
Only seen.
The entire inside of the temple roof is completely occupied by a huge and colorful relief.
This relief, half carved and half painted, although part of it has disappeared due to the hole in the temple roof, and some may have fallen off on its own, but overall, about 75% of it has survived.
In the middle of the entire relief is a huge eyeball.
The outer circle of the eyeball is a radioactive totem.
The totems are divided into eight colors, each of which is a different mythical beast.
Outside the circle where the totem is located, there is another circle, which is the outermost circle.
In the outermost circle, there are dozens of naked dakinis with different appearances, none of them the same.
Saw this relief.
Shirley Yang was excited, pointing to the eyeball in the middle of the relief, and said happily to Hu Ba, "Lao Hu, you can't be wrong, our trip was not in vain!!"
Hu Bayi smiled, "Yeah."
In response, Hu Bayi turned to Uncle Ming, "Uncle Ming, it's time to take out that scripture. Otherwise, I won't be able to find the specific location of the nine-story demon tower with these coordinates."