There was no breath of life at the back of the stone gate, and the red-robed woman turned out to be a dead person. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info し (Full Text)

A dead man who had been in the closed stone gate for thousands of years, and his face was so intact that Wu Ming even wondered if there was a mistake in his divine soul power.

Fortunately, he was bold enough, and after a while, Wu Ming slowly approached the past with the bloodthirsty demon knife in his hand.

As the distance narrowed, Wu Ming could see a larger angle inside the stone gate.

Not far from the red-robed woman's side, a phoenix crown appeared.

Wu Ming was taken aback again, the scene in the stone gate, as if, was like the boudoir of a woman who had just become married, the red robe on the woman's body, and the phoenix crown not far away, could only prove one thing, the woman was married.

Continuing to get closer, Wu Ming also saw the burned-out red candlestick and the huge happy words on the wall.

That's right, this is a woman who has just been married, but why is her face so resentful, and there is too much disappointment in her eyes.

Wu Ming turned his head to look at this natural, colorful, and ingenious cave, and the curiosity about this woman in his heart had climbed to the phoenix.

Wu Ming really wanted to rush into the stone gate in one step to see what was going on, but the scene in front of him was too weird, a stone door that had not been opened for thousands of years, everything behind it was kept so intact, except that the red candle had been extinguished, the happy words on the wall, the red robe worn by the woman, the phoenix crown and so on, etc., were all so bright, as if they had just been prepared today.

Could it be that there is still a way out in the stone chamber behind the stone gate?

But Wu Ming's divine soul power was not discovered at all, and he was sure that behind the stone gate, there was a completely enclosed stone room.

Wu Ming wandered around outside the stone gate for a while, everything was normal, and in the end, he was 120,000 careful and walked in slowly.

Walking into the stone gate, Wu Ming was only a few feet away from the red-robed woman.

Looking at it closely, the face of the red-robed woman is simply indescribable, if it is not without the slightest breath of life, whoever sees it will think that it must be a living person, full of flesh and blood, even the eyelashes are very clear, and her eyes seem to contain tears.

"Before, senpai?"

Wu Ming greeted, but the red-robed woman did not respond in the slightest.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming turned around and took a closer look at this stone room that was not spacious, yes, everything was in the color of rice red, this was a well-arranged cave room.

There were red ribbons hanging on the walls around them, and there was a stone table in the corner, on top of the stone table was a red candle that had been burned, a wine jug, two silver wine glasses, and in addition to two small dishes, Wu Ming looked at it carefully, and the dishes on the plate looked as if they had just been put on it.

His gaze shifted, just above the stone gate, there was a bronze mirror, the mirror surface was copper-yellow, and the mirror was engraved with quaint patterns around it, Wu Ming was quite surprised, because he found that the high-level aura surging in the stone room, and even in the entire cave, seemed to emanate from this bronze mirror.

"Baby, haha, this mirror must be a baby."

Wu Ming was pleasantly surprised, and it was certain by feeling alone, this was definitely an unusual mirror.

At this moment, suddenly, two figures appeared in the mirror, and Wu Ming suddenly became alert.

Looking closely, one of them is a woman in a red robe, and the other, the other Wu Ming seems to have seen it, it is a man with an old face, but a very fairy style.

Next, there were a lot of pictures in the mirror, most of them were scenes of tenderness and sweetness between men and women, the more Wu Ming looked at this man, the more familiar he became, and finally, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Damn, this, isn't this the old dead man I met in the volcanic cave?"

"No, it's not the old dead, it's the old guy who has soared."

Wu Ming was extremely surprised, he never expected that the skin under the earth fire ice lotus in the depths of the volcano would have this kind of relationship with the red-robed woman here?

One is in the middle of a volcano, the other is at the bottom of the Black Water River, what is the situation?

Wu Ming was a little interested, and kept looking down, although there was no sound in the picture, he could basically guess a rough idea, however, the more he looked at Wu Ming, the more awkward he felt, and even a kind of bitterness.

The general situation is that the two of them are immortal couples of fellow practitioners, with deep feelings and lifelong affection, although one has an old face and the other is as beautiful as a flower, which seems to be unworthy, but in fact, for cultivators, it is impossible to judge age by appearance, and a woman who looks only in her twenties may have reached her old age.

At the end of the day, the woman was at the bottom of the Heishui River, and the man was about to ascend at that time, and in the face of a difficult choice, the man finally chose to ascend, and the woman was at the bottom of the Heishui River, and the wait was for life.

The picture gradually dissipated, and Wu Ming turned his head to look at the red-robed woman.

For a while, my heart was not a good taste, presumably this woman's cultivation was also quite high, but unfortunately, the heart was dead, for her, everything was meaningless, until the end of her life, she was waiting in the cave room, but that man never appeared again.

By now, Wu Ming can understand why the woman's face is full of sorrow, and why there are tears hidden in those eyes.

Suddenly, in Wu Ming's mind, the scene of the shattered space appeared again, as well as the face that appeared many times, Duan Ziyuan, for a moment he seemed to hear the crying sound coming from the exotic space, if all this was true, Ziyuan, wouldn't life be better than death?

"Hey, why bother."

Wu Ming sighed at the red-robed woman in front of him.

After a few breaths, he looked at the bronze mirror again, his gaze drifting, and he saw what appeared to be two lines of inscription on the wall.

Everything in the room was fresh, even these two lines of lettering seemed to have just been engraved, Wu Ming looked at it carefully, and silently recited: "The phoenix crown and red candle look forward to the return of the king, the gentleman will not cry coldly, and the heart will turn to ashes, Ling Feiyu." ”

Wu Ming is also a young man, although he is a little moved by this kind of thing, but he is not too sad, obviously, this sentence was left by the red-robed woman when she waited for the last despair, but the last signature surprised Wu Ming.

Ling Feiyu?

"I'll go, Ling Feiyu, the founding patriarch of the Feiyu Sect in Xuandu City?"

Wu Ming never expected that this red-robed woman turned out to be Ling Feiyu, the patriarch of the Feiyu Sect, and the Feiyu Sect had been around for more than 2,000 years, so in other words, Ling Feiyu or her corpse had been waiting here for a full 2,000 years?

Ling Feiyu, Ling Feiyu, is this bronze mirror the Qiankun Treasure Mirror among the eight ancient mirrors in the legend? The treasure of the Feiyu Sect?

Wu Ming was overjoyed and turned back again to look at the bronze mirror hanging on the stone wall.

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