"Huh?" When Xu Hao opened the scroll and aimed the bamboo sword at the painting, he suddenly saw that the eyelashes of the woman in the painting seemed to shake slightly!

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and had an illusion, and when he went to see the painting again, there was nothing unusual, Xu Hao was suspicious in his heart, put the painting on the ground, he stood up, carried the blue bamboo sword, and kept pacing around the painting. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Hao frowned, feeling a headache, this painting made him rack his brains, helpless, and now he decided to solve it in the most brutal way, this is not his usual style of acting, or don't do it, even he is afraid of himself when he moves......

Therefore, he raised the blue bamboo sword in his hand, if this sword still can't help this picture, Xu Hao will no longer force it, he will put it away, and leave it for future research.

At this moment, Xu Hao no longer hesitated, and slashed down with a sword, he didn't use the sword light on this sword, he just wanted to use the sharpness of the Bizhu sword.

If he attacked directly with sword light, Xu Hao was worried that this painting would be directly torn to pieces, and there would be nothing left at that time!

When he slashed down, a cold light suddenly flashed on the sword body of the Bizhu Sword, and it slashed through the air, as if it could cut through the air.

Seeing that the Bizhu Sword was about to hit the picture scroll, at this moment, the picture scroll suddenly moved and floated backwards, just dodging this slash!

It's out of the way! It actually dodged on its own!!

Xu Hao's eyes flashed, he was really surprised and delighted, this painting is really not simple, it has been indifferent to Xu Hao's temptation before, and now it is finally exposed.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the painting still wanted to escape, but under this grasp, he could only obediently fall into Xu Hao's hands, obviously, this painting is not very strong except for the charm/charm, and he can't resist Xu Hao at all.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xu Hao's mouth, and he finally knew that this picture scroll was not without weaknesses, at least under the sharpness of the Bizhu Sword, it could only temporarily avoid the edge, and did not dare to be really slashed by it.

As long as you grasp this weakness of it, you are not afraid that this picture will not be followed!

After the scroll was grasped by Xu Hao in his hand, he seemed to know what he was going to face, and kept struggling, but it was obviously in vain.

"I know you must understand what I say, so you should show up obediently and don't force me to do it." Xu Hao sneered at the scroll in his hand.

However, there was still a silence and silence in response to Xu Hao, as if Xu Hao's guess was fundamentally wrong, this picture scroll really couldn't understand his words, or even if he did, he couldn't show up.

Xu Hao frowned and snorted coldly: "It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, so you have to let me destroy you." ”

He unfolded the scroll, and the tip of the bamboo sword pointed directly at the woman in the painting, and as soon as he handed it over, the sharp sword would pierce the painting.

Xu Hao waited for a while, but he didn't see the slightest movement in this painting, and the fierce color flashed in his eyes, and the blue bamboo sword stabbed it fiercely.

At this moment, a woman's scream suddenly sounded: "Stop, stop, I'll come out, I'll come out!" ”

Xu Hao's hand did not stop immediately, and still maintained the movement of swinging the sword, until the tip of the sword was able to reach the scroll, he stopped in time, and did not hurt the scroll in the slightest.

With Xu Hao's ability to control the flying sword after cultivating the sword technique, he was completely sure of such a thing and would not be self-defeating.

The voice seemed to think that he was going to die, the high-pitched screams did not stop, they kept coming out, echoing in the secret room, and even Xu Hao put away the Bizhu sword, the voice still kept screaming, making people upset to listen, Xu Hao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "If you scream again, I will use the sword to split you into eighteen pieces." ”

The voice was like a person being stuck in his throat, and the screams stopped abruptly, Xu Hao nodded with satisfaction, fiddling with the picture scroll and said, "It's not out yet, are you still waiting for me to invite you?" ”

"This junior brother, you are angry, it's not that I won't come out, it's just that I can't show up." The woman's voice hurriedly explained anxiously.

"Oh? Why can't I show up? Xu Haohu asked suspiciously, not believing the other party very much.

"Senior brother, this matter is a long story......

"It's a long story, but I'll take it slowly, I have time." Xu Hao impatiently interrupted the words of the voice in the painting.

"Senior brother, I'll tell you everything." There seemed to be a trace of bitterness in this voice, and he said slowly: "My name is Liu Muyun, I was originally a disciple of the Taiqing Dao Sect, I was plotted by my companions, I died in the Netherworld, and my body was also discarded in that swamp......"

"I thought I was dead, but when I woke up one day, I found that I was still conscious, and at first I didn't know where I was, but as I got acquainted with my surroundings, I gradually realized that I was in this painting that I had obtained when I was alive, and I still don't know why."

"And the reason why I can't show up is because when I die, I am just the strength of the spirit gathering period, and after death, the soul cannot gather, I will lose consciousness and dissipate in heaven and earth, but because of the existence of this painting, my spirit is sucked into it, and I can survive in this way to this day."

With Liu Muyun's narration, Xu Hao couldn't help but fall into contemplation, as Liu Muyun said, at least a foundation needs to be built, and the soul can survive in the world for a short time after death, and after the fall of the monk in the Gathering Soul Period, the soul cannot exist, it will dissipate and disappear without knowing where to go, which involves many big secrets, and it is not clear in a few words.

There is an ancient rumor that in the primeval times, the Heavenly Sages opened up the "underworld" to block the two worlds of yin and yang!

Under the Yellow Spring, in the Yama Palace, the order of life and death is in charge......

Where the flowers bloom on the other side, on the bank of the Lechuan River, a bowl of Meng Po soup, crossing the souls of the dead, there are six reincarnations......

But in the end, all of these became legends, and now in the cultivation realm, the underworld is no longer visible, drowning in the vast river of time.

Some people even questioned whether there really was a "dungeon" in the past.

It is hard to imagine that in the primeval times, there was such a place where the soul could be exhausted and the six realms of reincarnation could be mastered, which was incredible.

At this time, Xu Hao's heart was very uneasy, he came from the earth, where there were many legends about the fairy world and the underworld, and at that time he only regarded those legends as a kind of reverie of the ancients, but over time, it was handed down and given a mythological color.

But since he came to the cultivation realm, the once impossible has been overturned one by one and made possible, otherwise, how to explain everything Xu Hao has experienced, is this just an unusually real dream?