Now the strength of Zhong Yue's law book, even if it is placed in Daqian, it is the strength of a strong party, but in this narrow grotto, it actually makes him have a dangerous aura of awe, could there be something terrifying on it?

Consciousness extended upwards again with Mo Yun, he didn't believe that in this world, there would be people with the same experience, could it really be that there were ghosts and gods?

After Mo Yun passed through the narrow stone wall, it seemed to enter a dougong-shaped funnel, and the space became narrower and narrower the further up, and finally it became a gap that was only passed through by breath. What the hell is hiding here?

Zhong Yue opened the world of ink rhyme, because the stone wall was too thick, so Zhong Yue's eyes were all pitch black, but the only gap that could pass through was shining with the same bright light as day, and there was definitely something in it!

Zhong Yue controlled this ink rhyme and roamed upward, and he didn't know how long it took, the spacing between the gaps seemed to be slowly getting bigger, and gradually becoming less narrow, this was ...... Changed direction?

Zhong Yue suddenly felt that after extending upwards for a long time, Mo Yun actually slowly went sideways again. In the darkness and the lack of gravity, it is difficult to perceive any major changes in direction from such a long-distance control, especially this kind of slowly subconscious change, among them, under Zhong Yue's ink rhyme world, as long as the ink rhyme flows in front of him, there will be a trajectory route with a way.

It was a narrow mouth that was gradually put away before, and now it is a gap, such a design, I don't know whether it is a natural magic workmanship, or it is deliberately made by man.

Mo Yun saw the white light under the pitch black.

This is no ordinary white light, but a white light that is intense and terrifying. Zhong Yue's consciousness suddenly seemed to be awakened by something, he remembered!

In Daqian, in the Treasure Pavilion, that piece of sage raises the forehead!

This is the pen of the saint!

Mo Yun gradually got closer, and Zhong Yue found that this was not another grotto, but more like a canyon that had been split by a knife. On the "canyon" painting wall, the gods and Buddhas stand in the sky, and under the observation of the ink rhyme world, it is like daylight, dazzling.

Zhong Yue has also seen many masterpieces in reality, except for being able to trigger the system to record prompts, he has really never felt such a dazzling and awe-inspiring masterpiece under the world of ink rhyme.

On both sides of the main wall, the statue of the king of Biliu glass and the statue of the king of Bishamen are painted respectively, and the remnants of a thousand Buddhas are faintly visible.

In the middle, the Buddha statue of Lushena and the eight bodhisattva statues of Void Tibet, Maitreya, Jizo, Manjushri and so on, the north side is painted with the statue of Shakya, and the south side has been destroyed. The south and north walls are respectively painted with the changes of the Amitayus Sutra and the Maitreya Sutra. On both sides of the front wall door, the painting of Manjushri and Fuxian change.

The king of heaven and the wrestlers are mighty and powerful, the bodhisattvas are solemn and kind, the Kunlun slaves and lions and white elephants are lifelike, the demeanor is vivid, and the lines are chic and smooth. In particular, some originally complex details are depicted, and the concave and convex surfaces, yin and yang surfaces are summarized into irreducible "lines".

At this point, even if Zhong Yue has the true biography of Zhang Seng Xuan, he thinks that he is not as good as this painter, this is completely "the wonder of poor Danqing"!

These Buddha statues, the king of heaven and Kunlun slaves, etc., the clothes and ornaments are cumbersome but not messy, as if every stroke is essential, the requirements of this line are strict, each line is in line with the requirements of the shape of the spirit, each line is full of rhythmic beauty, this is a collection of the previous generation of the masterpiece and created the line!

Zhong Yue felt that his Danqing Brush had already entered the room, but after seeing this mural, he felt that the Danqing Brush he had mastered was just a drop in the ocean, at least, on top of this mural, what he could still learn was enough for him to use for decades!

This trip to Dunhuang was not in vain, this mural, strange, why didn't the system prompt to include it? Such a treasure, if it was left on weekdays, it is estimated that the system would have been in a hurry to abandon the wasteland prompt again and again.

"Due to the prowess of the murals, the current system is unable to include the works of saints. ”

Sure enough, it's the work of a saint!

"Can you be sure who did it?"

Although Zhong Yue almost already had a candidate in his heart, given that there were almost no authentic works that could be compared, he still wanted to confirm his inner conjecture.

"Tang Wu Daozi. ”

Sure enough, painting Saint Wu Daozi. Zhong Yue also thought that this mural was made by Wu Daozi. Wu took the wind, and it really deserved its name, such a method of painting and sculpture, Zhong Yue could hardly get a glimpse of the method of painting saints.

Zhong Yue tried his best to draw a rare book with ink rhyme so that it could be preserved in his memory, but Mo Yun was never able to paint this holy work as he had done in the previous mural repairs.

"Damn, how can this be ......"

Zhong Yue felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming a little confused, his ink consciousness was being violently consumed, and the ink rhyme heaven and earth were dissipated in an instant.

"Ahem......"

Ji Wang suddenly saw Zhong Yue's originally sitting body suddenly leaning against the stone wall, and asked in some surprise, "Qiu Shan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay...... It's just a little tired. ”

Ji Wang saw that Zhong Yue's forehead was full of sweat and the clothes on his body were soaked through the weak flashlight, so he held Zhong Yue's arm and said, "It seems that we have a heat stroke, let's go out quickly, it's not very breathable here, go outside." ”

Zhong Yue was a little tired, his state was indeed like those who suffered from heat stroke.

Ji Wang helped Zhong Yue out of the grotto.

"Mr. Qiu, this is ......"

Ji Wang saw two young graduate students from Xu Yongnian's team coming over, so he quickly asked them to help, "I'm suffering from heat stroke." ”

"I'm going to get the medicine for the heat. ”

"No need to ......" Zhong Yue was not suffering from heat stroke at all, so he excused himself.

"Mr. Qiu was polite to us, the excavation went very smoothly, and it was really not a hole caused by a natural cave, it was really discovered. I'm going to get Huoxiang Zhengqi Water. ”

"I really don't need to ......" Zhong Yue saw the young man who was about the same age as him running away, now it's okay, if you don't drink it, you have to pretend to take a sip.

Ji Wang wiped Zhong Yue's sweat and asked, "Qiu Shan, did you find anything there?"

"I'm not in a very good state today, I'm suffering from heat stroke, I want to come back another day, I don't know if it's okay?"

Monk Jiwang said, "Of course, no problem. You drink saliva first, after so much sweat, this person is almost dehydrated, it's almost noon. ”

"Almost what?"

"It's almost noon. ”

Zhong Yue stood up, took the water and trotted away. The matter of eating with Sasha cannot be delayed.

Ji Wang looked at Zhong Yue's walking like a fly, looking stunned.

"Qiu Shan is really a miraculous person, and he ......"