Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years.

Xiao Fuxuan felt more and more weird.

He looked around the round room, but found no trace of Dr. Wu, but there were some slight traces on the ground——

After the doctor Wusheng fell from the trap, he seemed to be led to the depths of the tomb by something.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't delay any longer, and immediately swept towards the depths of the tomb.

A road that has already been walked once, it is natural to walk it again.He even remembered the places where the statues of boys and girls were placed, so every time he passed by, he would stop for a while and smash the wall with his sword to take a look.

The more he looked at him, the darker his face became, because everywhere he stopped, he could really find a statue of a boy and a girl.

The only difference is that the Valley of Great Sadness here did not "call" innocent people, so the statues of boys and girls are clean, there are no twisted corpses, no traces of scratching, and no dried blood.

Along the way, there are still 33 statues of boys and girls, one not many and one not many.

Everything is like a replica, but there is also an indescribable awkwardness.

As the tomb passage got deeper and deeper, this feeling became heavier and heavier.

Xiao Fuxuan flew to the end of the tomb, and stepped into the largest round chamber.

As expected, this round room is full of tall god statues, like a steep stone forest.

Ordinary people need to raise their heads high to see the faces of those gods clearly, which gives people a deep sense of oppression, making them afraid to speak aloud.

There are altars at the feet of these gigantic stone statues, and there are characters engraved on the back of the altars, which should be the names of the gods.

The altar was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Xiao Fuxuan squatted down, reached out and wiped the dust, revealing the clear words——

Menggu, in charge of Jingguan.

Or sing, palm snow pool.

Sang Feng, can't move the mountain with his palm.

……

Even the statues standing here are exactly the same.

Xiao Fuxuan could even feel the movement of formations under his feet.

In the present world, these statues at the bottom of the Great Compassion Valley together form a huge formation, which is used to suppress Yun Hai and make him never see the light of day.

In this chaotic line hundreds of years ago, Yun Hai is still alive and there is no one to suppress him, so what is the use of this formation? !

Xiao Fuxuan groaned silently, walked through those huge stone statues, and suddenly found a problem.

He finally understood why there was always a sense of awkwardness here——

Because the tomb of the gods under the Great Sad Valley is not a complete replica of the present world, but the opposite!

Among the giant stone god statues they have seen in the Great Sad Valley, the statue of Sangfeng stands at the front, Menggu stands at the end, or Ge stands at the left of the center.

Walking all the way, I always see Sang Feng first, goodbye or song, and Menggu last.

But now here, Menggu stands at the front, Sang Feng stands at the end, or Ge is still standing in the middle of the group portraits, but to the right!

So he met Menggu first along the way, then Orge again, and finally Sangfeng.

The moment he realized this, Xiao Fuxuan recalled the statue of Yunhai at the entrance of the tomb, and realized that something was wrong——

It is right to hold the white flag in one hand and the flower branch in the other, but the left and right hands are also reversed.

This entire tomb is not a replica, but a mirror image.

Even in folk art, one of the most commonly used things is a mirror, which represents the projection of the fake...

And flipping.

Xiao Fuxuan frowned.

If you want to talk about confusing the real with the fake - here it is fake, but in this world it is real.The layout here is almost the same as in the real world, and it is indeed possible to confuse the real with the fake.

Speaking of projection—since the arrangement here is like this, someone must want to project something here into the present world.

But to talk about flipping—the gigantic array of god statues in this world has the effect of suppression, so that the suppressed people will never see the light of day.If it is reversed, wouldn't it be...

Let the people affected by the formation continue to live forever, and the dead trees turn back to life? !

Xiao Fuxuan's complexion changed!

As soon as his palm touched the hilt of the sword, the end of the scabbard hit the ground heavily with surging energy.

There was only a loud noise in the golden light splash!The faint formation under the feet suddenly became clear, and those fluorescent lights were like long lines and flowing water threads, criss-crossing into a huge net, spreading to the end of the giant statue.

Looking at the way the fluorescence flows, it is indeed completely reversed!

The moment the formation was forcibly aroused, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the round room, and the wind quickly shuttled through the giant statue, forming a long dragon-like whirlwind in a blink of an eye.

The whirlwind swept towards a certain place along the flow direction of the formation.

If it is in this world, that direction is the deep cave where Yun Hai is buried.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't wait for a moment, he walked on the wind, one step at a hundred feet, and in an instant, he landed there steadily like a sharp sword wedged into the ground.

At the same time as he landed, he heard a muffled hum in the wind, and caught a glimpse of a thin shadow.

He pierced the ground with his sword again, brazenly stopping the dragon-like wind.

When the wind breaks, the long shadow reveals its appearance.It was none other than the fallen doctor Wusheng.

***

Ever since Yi Wusheng entered this temple in the Great Sad Valley, he felt something was wrong.

He knew very well that he was at the end of his strength, and the remnant soul was getting weaker and weaker day by day, like a candle that was gradually burning out, only the last glistening fire remained.

But thanks to Tianxiu's blessing, this feeling of extinction is mild, so mild that the moment he suspects that the remnant soul has completely dissipated, he will not feel pain.

But after he stepped into the temple, the few remnants of his soul suddenly became restless.

At that moment, he firmly believed that there must be something strange in this temple.

So instead of offering incense, he walked around the altar, and as expected, fell to the ground along the trapping square stone.

As soon as he landed, his remnant soul trembled crazily.

It can be seen that the strangeness did originate underground.

The trembling feeling of the remnant soul was very uncomfortable, and he was so dizzy that he could hardly keep his eyes open.In that state of being in a daze, Yi Wusheng staggered all the way to the end of the tomb just by intuition.

The place where he stops is the place with the deepest weirdness.

Just standing here, he felt that the remnant soul in his body was about to disperse.

It was an extremely contradictory feeling - because the remnant soul was too restless, he felt that he would collapse to the ground in the next moment and never get up again.But at the same time, he could feel a strange vitality.

It's like... It's like when the candle was about to go out, someone fanned the wind nearby, causing the flames to forcibly scuttle.

He couldn't see his own face.

If he could see it, he would have discovered that at that moment, his pale ashen face revealed a blood color.

The feeling of frantic trembling of the remnant soul was interrupted by a gust of sword energy and the blowing wind.Yi Wusheng subconsciously raised his sleeves to cover his face, planted his feet on the ground, and forcibly stabilized his figure.

When the hurricane suddenly stopped, he lowered his windshield sleeves, suddenly raised his eyes, and saw a figure in a black jacket and a bamboo hat.

Yi Wusheng froze for a moment in a stupor, and a moment of astonishment flashed in a daze.

After a while, the astonishment finally disappeared, he shook his head and laughed, "No wonder..."

The doctor Wusheng looked at the extremely low bamboo hat and the changed strange appearance of the other party, and sighed softly: "Who am I, so that's how it is..."

In front of the Great Sad Valley, when he saw this person for the first time, he felt that the person was extraordinary.It's just that there are many practitioners in the world, but he was so preoccupied at the time that he didn't think much about it.

Thinking about it now, it's no wonder.

No wonder the other party is not like a pilgrim, but he wants to come to this temple, probably following his trail.

Doctor Wu Sheng bowed his hands lightly and said, "Tianxiu."

He actually wanted to say that Tiansu had worked so hard to make this trip.But this trip started because of him, and saying "hard work" is an understatement.

He actually wanted to say "ashamed", but he was already standing in the Great Sad Valley, and even reached the deepest part of the tomb, standing next to the deep cave where Yun Hai was buried.In this situation, the "ashamed" sound is also out of the mouth.

What's more, he couldn't take care of it anymore, because the remnant soul just stabilized for a moment, then trembled again.

In an instant, it was very difficult for Yi Wusheng to even stand.

But after all, he was once a sword holder, and he didn't want to appear too weak.So he pinched his fingers to wake himself up a bit, and said, "Tianxiu, there are strange things here, there should be a burst. It's just..."

With this question, he half-kneeled on the ground, pointed to the mud and rocks on the ground and said, "It's...here."

After speaking, he didn't take back his hand, but just supported the ground like that.

Because once it is collected, he will fall to the ground.

He smiled wryly in his heart, thinking: That would be too embarrassing, it would embarrass the Hua family.

But when he supported the ground with his palm, the remnant soul throbbed violently.It was as if there were filaments of life flowing down the palm of his hand to rush into his body.

Yi Wusheng blinked in the chaos, and curled his fingers to lift his palm off the ground.

He frowned and heard Tianxiu's answer.

Tianxiu said: "There is indeed an array."

Doctor Wusheng had a vague premonition in his heart: "What's the use of this array...?"

Yes, what is the use of this array?

In fact, the answer in their hearts has gradually become clear, but there is still a little bit of supporting evidence left.

At this moment, Yi Wusheng's eyes were already darkened, and his fingers were trembling, but he managed to stabilize himself, gathered his last strength, and struck the mud and rocks with his palm.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't expect this palm.

He was stunned for a moment, and saw the mud and rocks on the ground suddenly rise up, and they were overturned to the side, revealing a deep hole inside.

Yun Hai on this chaotic line is still alive, so as expected, there is no one lying in the deep cave.But this deep hole is not empty, but is surrounded by lush branches.

The branches and vines were wounded vertically and horizontally, but under the support of the array, they were full of vitality and bloomed everywhere.

And at the root of the branch, the strong smell of blood suddenly spread out accompanied by a light fragrance. The moment Xiao Fuxuan smelled the smell, he understood what it was——

This is someone who took a little bit of his own flesh and blood, made a game, and provided such a formation with his long life.

Just looking at this formation, I can't realize what its purpose is, because there are only branches and flowers in the formation.It seems that the people who set up the formation spent so much effort to raise a vine.

But Xiao Fuxuan and the others are different. They have entered the Great Valley of Sadness in this world, seen Yun Hai buried in a deep cave, and even seen the vines growing out of thin air from Yun Hai's heart.

At that time, Xiao Fuxuan and the others felt that the vines and the cloud seemed to be living together.The vines don't die, Yun Hai lives.But they didn't find the root of the vines, so they couldn't find out exactly what Yun Hai was living with.

Until today, until this moment, they finally understood——

The place where the vine really took root was not Yun Hai's heart, but here, the root under the support of the formation.

In this way, it becomes clear what the purpose of this mirrored catacomb is.

At the beginning, they didn't understand what Hua Xin did to make Yun Hai survive and exist in the world for a long time.

Now, everything is as seen.

It is life for life.