Star Swordsman

Chapter 67 Ancient Mystery
The palace is tens of meters high, and the thick stone pillars are engraved with dragon, tiger, and unicorn sculptures. The carving techniques are extremely complicated. The animal shapes on the stone pillars are either serene, ferocious, or serious, and the whole palace looks solemn and solemn. .

For some reason, there happened to be two entrances where Liu Wuchen and Wang Chen broke through the barrier.

Stepping into the palace, it was completely dark, but for sea-forming warriors, the general darkness would no longer limit their sight. What's more, Liu Wuchen still had the bug of the system in his hand, and two-dimensional imaging appeared in his mind. Everything within 500 meters around him was within Liu Wuchen's monitoring range, and the system's detectable range was more than 300 meters greater than his own.

Classified according to the strength of the soul, the soul induction of the sea-transformation state is between 100 and 300 meters, and when it reaches the opening state, the seven orifices of the body will be opened, and the vision, hearing, and smell will be greatly refreshed. The soul induction range is [-] to [-] meters. ,
However, masters of the Concentration Realm are not classified. Breaking through Concentration, the power of the soul becomes substantive, and the sensing ability is skyrocketed. Only when the telepathy of the Concentration reaches 500 meters or more can one enter the ranks of masters of the Concentration Realm.

So judging from the sensing range, with the help of the system, Liu Wuchen's soul power at this time is already comparable to that of a newcomer to the Concentration Realm Grandmaster.

Take out the crystal lamp to illuminate the wall, and there are calligraphy and paintings on the wall. The painting method is very particular, and the color is deep and light, reflecting a flow of beauty.

The style of the mural is very special. At first glance, I thought it was the style of abstraction, but where did the abstraction come from in that era? If you look closely, you can find that the style of abstraction is only reflected in the background picture. The figures on the mural are the same as ancient oil paintings. lifelike.

Looking carefully all the way, the more you look, the more frightened you become. Although there is no written description on the mural, Liu Wuchen roughly understood the story told above.

The origin of the story is on the first mural, which depicts a prosperous and prosperous martial arts country. From the murals, it can be known from the robes worn by people and the attire with swords on their waists.

In the next few pictures, Liu Wuchen guessed that they were talking about the realm of martial arts cultivation, from acquired acupoints to congenital concentration, there is no text description on the murals, but the cultivation experience is exquisitely depicted.

"It turns out that the Sea Transformation Realm can only produce three seas of Qi, but why does the current practice literature think that the human body can produce three seas of Qi is the limit?" Liu Wuchen felt his whole body was boiling, " If there are more than three seas of qi in the sea-forming realm, then how many qi seas a person can have, can I also transform a few more seas of qi?"

But unfortunately, in the scene of two people fighting depicted on the mural, it can be seen that both of them have five or six qi seas, but there is no record of transforming into qi seas.

Afterwards, it was the state after concentrating on the mural. I don’t know how long the mural had passed, and many places could no longer be seen clearly, but Liu Wuchen still saw an ordinary bone depicted on the mural, but the bone was chaotic and orderly. Liu Wuchen's texture attracted Liu Wuchen.

"Could it be that the bones outside are all left by the strong men above the concentration level?"

The more I think about it, the more frightened I am. What happened here? Even the strong men above the Concentrating state have only bones left. "Perhaps only such strong men can leave bones in the years, and can..."

Liu Wuchen didn't dare to think, if it was really what he thought, it would be terrible, he hurriedly looked down, but the next few murals were destroyed by his eyes as if they were man-made. I can't see anything anymore.

Only the last two panels are still intact.

It was a person, and the murals were vividly depicted, so that people could see the person in the center of the mural at a glance. This person was sitting cross-legged on an altar with his hands raised up, as if he was praying for something. Behind him, he was still standing. Looking at a person, a person exactly like him, also raised his head, with no expression on his face, under the altar, densely packed people knelt down on the ground.

In the sky, there was a brilliant light, and a big hand stretched out from it.

The last painting, the style changes.It’s the same altar, it’s still the same person, the man whose face can’t be seen clearly.

At this time, the big hand in the sky has been fully stretched out, and even the outline of the body can be seen. However, the man sitting cross-legged on the altar seems to have lost his vitality. On his chest, there is a hollow the size of a washbasin.

On the other side, all the worshipers had already held their weapons, and facing them was an extremely huge warship.

"Is this the beginning of this war and the creation of this relic? Then where is the source of all these contradictions? Why are those murals destroyed artificially? Is there any ulterior secret in it?" Xu He slowly touched the uneven murals on the stone wall, but no one answered his doubts.

The mural ended at the end of the passage, and Liu Wuchen also entered the interior of the palace.

The stone door slowly opened, and a ray of light shone in from the crack in the door. Liu Wuchen stood behind the door, his hand quietly resting on the hilt of the sword on his shoulder.

"There are still people? I don't know who it is?" The young man with a leaf-shaped logo on the blue robe took a sip and said. Although the young man looks strange, it may be described as ugly, with a high forehead and The chin is longer and curved than the average person, but that's it, but no one here dares to laugh at or ignore this person, because he is a member of the Luochen sect.

In addition to the two people on Luochenzong's side, there were four other teams, each forming a side and standing around a round platform in the middle.Wang Chen stood alone next to Liu Wuchen's exit.

Liu Wuchen looked indifferently, and found that ten people including Ma Ji had also come here, but Guo Ling was not there.

Then, Liu Wuchen saw the round platform in the center of the empty hall, and his heart was shocked.

How similar, this is the shrunken version of the altar on the mural, Liu Wuchen looked up at the others, and found that they didn't care about this altar, as if they didn't know.Fortunately, Liu Wuchen was wearing the mask of the evil king, otherwise he would definitely ask questions.

"Didn't they see the fresco?"

Puzzled in his heart, Liu Wuchen saw Ma Ji walking towards him.

Ma Ji was very anxious to leave. Although he has the most people here, he is not as powerful as the other two. Seeing Liu Wuchen now is like seeing a life-saving straw.

Looking at the two people walking towards him, Liu Wuchen didn't say anything. He didn't care that they separated from him and wanted to act alone for this place.

"Elder Yun, I didn't expect you to come here." Ma Ji smiled awkwardly, but he couldn't see Liu Wuchen's face, which made him feel a little uncomfortable when he spoke.

"It's a coincidence. How long have you been here?" Liu Wuchen said flatly.

"It's been an hour, but everyone else came earlier than us. Elder Yun, you are alone. Do you want to come with us? At that time..." Before Ma Ji finished speaking, a cold voice came, Interrupting his speech, Ma Ji was about to make a gesture, but when he saw the person coming, he consciously stopped talking.

"It's been almost two hours since I came here. Although there are some dangers in the passage, it shouldn't be a problem for you. I thought you died in it?"

"Danger?" Liu Wuchen asked doubtfully.

"No, it can't be discussed." Wang Chen curled his lips, thinking that Liu Wuchen meant that the encounter in the passage was not dangerous at all, and he didn't refute it. This was related to his reluctance to talk more.
"We are the only two alone here. We might as well work together again. Each one will get what he deserves."

With Wang Chen around, Ma Ji didn't dare to say another word, just looked up at Liu Wuchen, sure enough, he was not disappointed, Liu Wuchen nodded to Ma Ji, and said:

"The things here are not suitable for you to participate in, go back."

Ma Ji's face changed drastically, he changed his previous attitude, and angrily said: "Elder Yun, in order to come here, my wife sacrificed her life. I can't give up. Just forget it if you don't help me. You are actually cooperating with the scum of the devil. You are What's the meaning."

"Get out!" Liu Wuchen didn't speak, Wang Chen gave a cold shout, and stepped out, the palm wind cut through Ma Ji's clothes, tearing off a corner of the clothes.

(End of this chapter)