Chapter 43: Into the Temple
When he first came, even with the golden decree scroll given by Emperor Song, Jiang Han only climbed along the chains in the void of the universe with great difficulty, and finally arrived at the base of the temple.
And now.
Although this universe was dark and floating, and the boundless darkness below was like an abyss swallowing it, it was difficult to shake Jiang Han.
In just two steps, Jiang Han had already stepped onto the pedestal of the temple.
After 2,000 years, we are here again.
"Nothing has changed here. Jiang Han's gaze swept to the wall at the bottom of the pedestal, and on the wall that was hundreds of miles wide, there were stone wall carvings, on which were engraved the images of one powerful creature after another.
Each figure on the stone wall is lifelike, exuding an extremely powerful and fierce aura, as if it is alive.
Back then, Jiang Han didn't dare to touch these painting walls, but now with his vision, he can easily find that the stone carvings on these painting walls are not carved by people.
But nowadays.
Jiang Han 'saw' that there were countless subtle secret patterns on the surface of the stone wall, these secret patterns were strange and unpredictable, and they were connected to form a whole, faintly a complete formation.
If he hadn't cultivated in Zeta for nine thousand years, Jiang Han might not have been able to detect these countless secret patterns.
But after 9,000 years of cultivation, he had truly transformed, and he easily sensed the secret patterns hidden under this stone wall, and quickly comprehended most of these secret patterns.
"This is the basic formation that stabilizes the entire temple, and at the same time has the effect of banning. Jiang Han judged.
Although he could see through this forbidden secret pattern, Jiang Han was not sure that he would lay out a formation prohibition at the same level.
At the same time, he did not shake it.
"The one who arranged this formation was completely above me in the Dao Law Realm. Jiang Han faintly realized that now, the only ones who can absolutely surpass themselves in the Dao are those who truly stand at the supreme level.
Even if he is a quasi-emperor, Jiang Han may not be as strong as him, but there is no difference in the realm.
Therefore, at this moment, Jiang Han only dared to observe, and did not dare to make any changes.
"It's all sealed alive. Jiang Han swept across the stone walls and looked at the figure on the stone wall through the forbidden secret pattern.
A stone wall represents a superior immortal god.
And here, there are thousands of stone walls, thousands of high-ranking immortals, judging from their body shapes and postures, they come from different races in heaven and earth, they may be very powerful in their lifetimes, but they are sealed in the stone wall with supreme magical powers.
"In ordinary dynasties, a large number of mortals were killed for the burial of dead emperors. Jiang Han whispered to himself: "But here, thousands of high-ranking immortal gods are sealed alive, which is equivalent to giving the Yongyue Immortal Emperor a burial." ”
After being sealed, these immortals do not die, in fact, they are all alive.
They absorb some of the aura that overflows from the outside world to survive.
From the scarlet eyes of these deceased immortals, Jiang Han saw their desire for life, and saw that they longed for the day when they could get out of trouble.
But for a long time, the longevity of these forbidden immortals was finally exhausted, and they could only watch themselves grow old, watching their companions grow old together.
They can't communicate.
Eventually, complete silence.
"There's only this one. Jiang Han saw a familiar mural, there was no seal on it, only one sentence: "Who can be drunk alone in this situation, only the end of the world will cut people's sorrows." ”
Here is a sentence that Jiang Han saw back then.
The pen is like a sword, inspiring.
Back then, Jiang Han only felt a sense of sadness and powerlessness, but when he looked at it today, he felt the hatred hidden under the font, which was a hatred that had not dissipated for hundreds of millions of years.
"Hate?" Jiang Han muttered to himself, continuing to walk forward.
Soon, he stopped.
On the stone wall in front of him, there is a four-armed humanoid creature in his life, he is about two meters tall, with black armor on his body, and his appearance is not much different from that of humans, only his three eyes appear strange.
It's just that his eyes have dimmed, and they are no longer as deep and vast as they used to be.
"One of the Twelve Ancient Generals, the Aragami General?"
Jiang Han looked at the figure on the stone wall.
Back then, it was the creatures on this stone wall who walked out and told him some truths, combined with what he has seen now, after the temple was built in the past, in addition to sealing thousands of immortal gods, there were twelve gods who would guard themselves here.
Among the twelve god generals, there is this one Aragami general, and they are all able to move freely from the stone wall seal.
It's just that time is too long, when Jiang Han came, there was only one of the twelve god generals left, and the desolate god general was already on the edge of the limit at that time, and before Jiang Han left, he gave Jiang Han the boundary wood core to which Yuehe belonged, so that Jiang Han had the opportunity to evolve the real boundary wood later.
"Now, have you passed away too?" Jiang Han looked at the figure of the Aragami General in the stone wall.
I can't feel any breath of life anymore.
Originally, Jiang Han still thought that if this desolate god general was still alive, he might still be able to learn about the past of the coffin of the temple through him, but now, this idea has obviously failed.
"Jiang Han, I would like to thank the Aragami for his kindness in the past. Jiang Han bowed respectfully.
Now for what purpose will the Aragami of the year give away the Boundary Wood Core, but the final result is good, and this alone is worthy of Jiang Hanxing's gift.
Thank you for the big gift.
It is caused by Jiang Han's original heart, and it is also a process that makes the Dao heart dust-free and constantly perfected.
"The past is gone, and it seems that if you want to find the truth, you need to go into the main hall to find it. Jiang Han looked up at the gate of the temple above the third floor.
Boom~
He walked up the stairs step by step.
He didn't enter the temple back then, not only because the gods would stop him, but also because with his strength at that time, he couldn't step into the temple at all, even if there was a decree given by the Song Emperor (the Lord of the Underworld).
In the core of the temple, there is an incomparably terrifying force, full of eerie chill and destruction, as if it is about to explode at any moment, completely destroying this world.
"It's cold, it's destructive!" Jiang Han sensed silently, he stood outside the temple, and he faintly felt a sense of familiarity in the breath released from the depths of the temple.
It's just that.
For a while, Jiang Han couldn't remember when he met.
"What is it?" Jiang Han's eyes narrowed slightly.
Although the aura of destruction released from the depths of the temple was strong, it could only be called a big threat to Jiang Han today, not fatal.
Call~
Jiang Han passed through the plaque engraved with the word 'Heavenly Clan' and finally stepped into the temple.
But in fact, his heart was full of vigilance, this Eternal Moon Temple was probably built by an Emperor Realm, and even recreated a main star, dividing the heavens and the earth into a universe of its own, and would never let him explore the deepest depths so easily.
Enter the temple.
The interior is vast.
As far as the eye can see, it is a large hall that is vast and reaches tens of thousands of miles.
In the center of the main hall, there stood two majestic figures wearing black battle armor, as if they were standing there for eternity, never moving.
When Jiang Han stepped into the temple.
Whew~ The two towering figures opened their eyes at the same time.