Chapter 446: The mural on the top of the hall is Xuanlong
As you climb the stairs, the left and right of the stone steps always change.
It's not on the stout stone pillars on the left and right sides, and the sudden appearance of a half-piece can make her Baoyi move back to her home according to the Great Zhou Peak of Miasma Mountain as a peak treasure, so that her own head is not brighter.
If the quality is higher, then put it in the ancestral hall as a winning object, the reason why there is such a bleak situation on the top of the mountain, maybe it is related to the fact that the ancestral hall does not have a winning object, the ancestor does not bless, there is a relationship that cannot be shirked.
It is estimated that even those ancestors who have few tablets on the table, when they see such a bleak ancestral hall, they are not willing to stay in their own realm.
The high bluestone palace roof suddenly becomes colorful, and if you look closely, it is a portrait.
Bao Yi climbed the stone steps while observing the wall statue at the top of the hall, the protagonists on the wall statue are all tall and abnormal, mighty and extraordinary, holding a variety of extremely rough weapons, or swallowing the pillar of fire, or gushing water, and even stepping down the mountain and the ground cracked, and a punch to swing out the changing colors of heaven and earth.
The protagonists of these powerful murals are also extraordinary, all of them are people who can make people palpitate at a glance.
The picture is magnificent and extraordinary, and the slightest color is not spared.
The background behind him is placed in the high mountains and secluded, 10,000 meters in the air, looking at the endless sea area, which makes people constantly imagine out of thin air, what kind of fierce struggle this should be, and how to fight the landslide and the fall of the galaxy.
Shocking the world and crying ghosts.
The higher you go, the fewer the characters on the picture appear, but the protagonist on the mural is more and more handsome and heroic.
Wearing armor and holding a sharp blade that swallows divine light, the opponent holding it also suddenly changed, no longer those huge and magnificent beasts that matched their bodies, but a human race monk.
It's just that these monks are not the same as the Xuan Xiu that she is familiar with.
Because these Terran-like monks who appeared on the murals were all bare-handed, and the huge stone statues that did not match their height and size at all, you punched me and I kicked you back and forth.
And it's especially hearty, so unhappy.
Bao Yi suddenly felt that he had some vague marks on these sackcloth and short coats, and even the half-naked Terran monks, and only after thinking about it carefully did he faintly remember that Uncle Bao of Chaoxiang Peak drank too much of the self-brewed glutinous rice wine that Granny Bao secretly took out, and he was drunk, so he chattered some miscellaneous things to her Bao Yi.
Uncle Deer talked the most, he praised and listened to the most, and Uncle Lu saw the most, every time he said that when he thought about the year, he suddenly straightened his waist from the bamboo recliner and half sat up, accompanied by a burst of bamboo recliner creaks and then spit and said: I think that when Wuzu and his old man were still there, that was called his mother's practice. ”
From time to time, there will be a sentence that makes sense but does not seem to come out of his mouth, what Xuanwu is not angry, a punch and a kick can be flat, what no matter how high the mountain is, my generation of martial arts can be climbed, and it is called a happy head.
This is the first time she has known that her Uncle Deer has so many pleasures besides wine.
As for the previous particularly spectacular scenes, it seemed to be evenly matched, and whether you lived or died, in fact, it was just those huge and strange stone statues that won with a one-sided oppressive momentum.
And these Terran monks, who were particularly small with their bare hands and bodies, seemed to be evenly matched with these huge beasts.
The background scene is more fragmented and empty, giving people more space for reverie.
After that, Bao Yi saw a slightly smaller Xuan Beast, except for its body dozens of meters tall, its appearance was not much different from that of ordinary Terran monks, and it was also heavily armored, carrying a dark red blood-colored cloak, and holding a sword Xuan Sharp Blade.
However, those personal race martial cultivators suddenly became extremely huge, and a law phase nearly a hundred meters high appeared behind them.
Bao Yi is no stranger, Uncle Lu on the Chaos Peak is not less mentioned, it is a special law phase that can only be gathered together when martial arts cultivation and talent have reached a certain realm, and the degree of reality of the law phase, and the height of several zhang are all a kind of status class symbol for martial arts.
It's like when Xuan Xiu goes out, the lower three realms hold their own lower three realms brand, the middle three realms hold the middle three realms brand, and the upper three realms hold the upper three realms brand, the kind that is clear at a glance, the law that martial arts can summon is the one that is raised high as the cultivation brand.
Bao Yi still remembers the name, it seems to be called the martial arts realm, and the word "martial realm" is a very chewy title, but unfortunately Uncle Lu who talked about it at that time was really a little drunk, and she Bao Luan Yuan was not very interested in this, so she couldn't even remember the one-one-two-two.
However, Bao Yi also saw some different Duanrui from the murals on the top of these halls, for example, it was obvious that he had seen those personal clan martial arts cultivators take the limelight more and slightly better, but in the end, they were still those negative armor beasts with personal shapes, turning danger into danger and narrowly winning.
Further above, the frescoes on the roof of the temple suddenly became heavy and black, better than a long night without stars and moons.
Suddenly, Wu Chen, who was moving forward to climb the stone steps, stopped, and just when Bao Yi was confused, he couldn't take any steps forward.
Above the deep black roof of the temple, it seems to turn into a black ocean, or more like a flowing night above the dome, the night is not dead and silent, and Bao Yi can feel the vitality in it, as if this short dark night is only a short obscuration of the stars and moon behind it.
In the dark night, a pair of golden eyes the size of lanterns shimmered with dazzling golden light, as if they appeared out of thin air.
Then a huge head, followed by a huge body, four claws and nine toes, was a huge body wandering in the night.
The two lantern-sized eyes were bright and dark, as if they were blinking extremely smartly, but Bao Yi didn't even dare to exhale one at this moment, because those golden eyes were looking at him.
A feeling that made Bao Yi feel a special palpitation suddenly appeared, as if he was frozen, except that his thoughts could still operate unimpeded, he couldn't perceive any part of his body at all.
It's like being directly hit by someone's neck, which is very uncomfortable.
Bao Yi didn't feel that this was just his own illusion, and the strange beast was only carved on the top of the temple.