Chapter 15: The Palace of the Holy Moon
It wasn't until he walked far away that Chen Lingxuan recovered from the shock. He didn't know how he made that wolf howl, the kind of roar that came from his bones, which made Chen Lingxuan doubt himself: he was really a student who came to Jiangchuan City from afar to study? There was a car accident on the road, both parents were killed in the car accident, and after a long time, I returned to Jiangchuan City after burying my parents?
Shaking his head, Chen Lingxuan continued to walk forward. He only had one thing to do now: pass the trial of the pupil wolf woodland and rescue Ma Hengyu.
I remembered that I hadn't walked a few steps again, and the previous voice came again: "I really didn't expect that a weak cultivator from another world could actually make the war pet of the Light Clan surrender." ”
"I've passed the trial, hurry up and return Ma Hengyu." Chen Lingxuan rushed forward and shouted loudly.
"No, no, no, the show has just begun. The real trial begins now. ”
"Hey, tell me clearly, what does it take to pass the trial?"
"Wait until it's time to be."
"What's the right time?"
"The time has come when the stars of the sky are dyed red, the waters of the quiet lake are crimson, the smile of the goddess is streaking through eternity, and the magical eye hidden behind the eternal life begins to weep."
"Hey, let's be clear, what's this?" No matter how Chen Lingxuan shouted, the voice no longer sounded.
Chen Lingxuan had no choice but to continue to walk forward.
The sky is getting dark, and the stars are hanging in the sky.
Chen Lingxuan didn't know how long he had walked, he felt as if he had walked for a century, and the time in the game told him: it was only less than 3 minutes.
The road was endless, Chen Lingxuan's combat boots on the yellow sand left a long mark behind him, and under the illumination of the moonlight, the imprint flashed with silver light, and suddenly, it was buried by a piece of yellow sand.
Chen Lingxuan continued to walk forward, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Chen Lingxuan had to close his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, the scene had changed: all the yellow sand on the ground had disappeared, and in its place was a field of grass and flowers full of fireflies. The ground is full of colorful flowers and lush green weeds, and in the middle of a sea of flowers, there is a circular lake with golden stars reflected in the lake.
Chen Lingxuan quietly looked at this scenery, and was not confused by it, there was always a danger behind the beautiful scenery.
Walking forward slowly, Chen Lingxuan looked at the lake: the whole Hubo was as silent as stagnant water, and there was no wrinkle.
Getting up from the lake, Chen Lingxuan continued to walk forward, not greedy for the beautiful scenery here.
The sea of flowers and grass stretched endlessly, and he couldn't see the direction of the road, so Chen Lingxuan had to grope his way forward in one direction.
However, not long after leaving, Chen Lingxuan was stunned to find that he had returned to the place where the lake had been before.
The lake is still so silent, dead silence, there is no sign of life, and Chen Lingxuan is accompanied by only the stars in the sky in the lake.
Chen Lingxuan sat by the lake, looking at the lake, and fell into deep contemplation.
"The stars of the sky are dyed red, the quiet waters of the lake are crimson, the smile of the goddess is streaked across eternity, and the magic eye hidden behind the eternal life begins to weep."
"The stars on the horizon are dyed red, and the quiet waters of the lake are red......"
"Stars, red? The lake, the red ......"
"Wait, the stars are dyed red, and the quiet waters of the lake are dyed red......"
"Do you mean ......?"
Chen Lingxuan looked at the lake in front of him, as if he had thought of something, raised his head to look at the stars in the sky, and lowered his head to look at the dead and silent lake, Chen Lingxuan seemed to have suddenly figured out the first two sentences of the prompt.
Stretching out his left hand to the top of the lake, Chen Lingxuan held the sword in his right hand, and suddenly raised the sword and slashed across his left hand......
Blood slowly flowed down the wound into the dead lake in front of him, staining the transparent lake red......
The lake began to turn red inch by inch, then swallowed up the stars reflected in the center of the lake, and then continued to dye the lake red......
I don't know when the wind started.
The wind blew through the sea of flowers, and the petals of the flowers were blown off and floated towards the lake. Upon reaching the top of the lake, all the petals seemed to lose their support and fell into the lake, but the wind did not stop.
The whole lake was instantly covered with flower petals, and when the petals filled the last gap in the lake, the whole lake began to churn, and the water sank rapidly, revealing a staircase leading to the bottom.
The wound on Chen Lingxuan's left hand, when the lake began to churn, was no longer bleeding and recovered as before.
Chen Lingxuan looked at the steps, hesitated for a long time, and resolutely opened his legs, followed the steps, and walked down.
……
Walking down the deep steps, after walking for a long time, Chen Lingxuan finally saw a glimmer of light.
The staircase had reached the bottom, and in front of it was a hidden stone door, and light was coming from the stone door.
Chen Lingxuan did not hesitate, stretched out his hand to push open the stone door, and walked in.
What appeared in front of Chen Lingxuan's eyes was the same scenery as what he saw on the ground, a sea of grass and flowers, but there was no lake.
A stone path appears in the sea of flowers, leading to the depths of the sea of flowers.
Chen Lingxuan walked forward along the stone road. Gradually, he replied that the sea of flowers in front of him became more and more sparse, and finally disappeared, and a huge castle appeared.
At this time, the mini-map also reappeared, showing the name of the place, the Palace of the Holy Moon.
The Palace of the Holy Moon is one of the gods in the heavenly realm that symbolizes wisdom and faith: the palace of the goddess of the Holy Moon ★, Luan Yu, who has been untouched for hundreds of millions of years, and the goddess of the Holy Moon seems to have forgotten this palace of residence. This dormant and underground palace hides too many secrets, waiting to be solved one day.