In this main courtyard, there is no place where light cannot be illuminated.

There is no place where light cannot shine...... There is no "secret", a courtyard, the door is wide open, the dust has been born for thousands of years, and there are any murals in the pavilion of the lord of Tianqing Pond?

Zhang Junling frowned calmly and walked around.

In the end, her eyes fell on a man in an official robe who was lying in the courtyard in front of him, looking like he was "sleeping".

Gu Qian's originally handsome face had been ravaged in the wind and sand for more than ten days, and there were several fine sand marks on his cheekbones...... There was no "slight snoring" as Zhang Junling expected.

The man, who seemed to be asleep, didn't even breathe.

Zhang Junling's expression sank, two fingers poked out, and he stopped before snorting.

Her gaze moved from Gu Qian's face to the black wine jug.

Where the light does not shine.

The world in the pot.

......

......

Gu Qian remembered that he sniffed the wine on the courtyard table.

And then on.

No then.

Here he was, a huge floating pavilion in the sky.

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

This huge sky pavilion hung in front of Gu Qian's eyes, he stepped on the clouds, and under his feet was a mist that could not be seen clearly, and he didn't know where there was a road...... But at least there is no road in sight.

In front of Gu Qian was a high wall.

A ...... Not the same high wall.

The towering mountains and the long leaves of the tassels are vividly derived from this high wall, giving Gu Qian the illusion that as long as he stretches out his hand and touches the wall, he can integrate into the world on the other side of the wall.

Is this a mural?

He tried to take two steps back, and then his shoulder touched something, and Gu Qian, who subconsciously turned his head, first smelled a nephrite fragrance, and then stumbled, colliding head-on with the person behind him.

Soft presence.

His complexion turned red suddenly.

Zhang Junling's expression remained unchanged for ten thousand years, stretched out a hand, pressed Gu Qian's face, straightened his arm, and removed the head of a stupid man from his chest.

She was in retreat in Kunhai Cave, and she had never been in contact with human affairs after entering the world, so naturally she would not know how to be shy and shy.

I don't even know what words like Dengtuzi mean......

But Gu Qian was a noble person who prided himself on being a righteous man and a gentleman, he hurriedly turned around, and just wanted to apologize, he suddenly realized something.

"Where is this?"

Fog on the soles of the feet.

The majestic immortal city wall in front of you.

There is also a "magnificent mural" that has swept away and spread for an unknown distance.

"This is what 'Mr. Ning' said about 'visualizing the world'??" The man in the official robe reacted quite intelligently, and he lowered his voice and muttered in astonishment: "Where the light cannot shine...... The flask?"

"Yes, this is the world in the pot. ”

Zhang Junling opened his mouth lightly, which was regarded as answering his question.

Gu Qian was a little, pretending to be grateful, and asked, "Are you here to save me?"

Zhang Junling sneered, ignored this guy, and took two steps forward by himself, his fingers hovering over the stone wall, and did not touch.

"Whether it's a physical object or a singularity, it's very risky to touch ......"

Gu Qian looked behind him, the clouds and mist spread, and two more figures stepped here.

Ning Yi looked at Gu Qian, "Should you say Mr. Gu, are you lucky, or are you courageous?"

Gu Qian was quite helpless, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "There is such a catastrophe in life, it is a blessing or a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided." ”

Ning Yi also smiled.

The 'Visualization World' that they had spent a lot of effort looking for was hidden in the wine jug that Gu Qian picked up casually.

Fate is indeed indescribable.

Pei Lingsu looked at the stone wall, standing here, like a leopard in a tube, he could only glimpse a glimpse, and it was difficult to see the whole picture.

"That's what the Tianqing Pool Lord said...... Murals?"

......

......

In the mansion of the lord of Tianqing Pond, there is a big secret.

In the backyard, there is the truth of the fall of the giant king in ancient times, the two remaining pupils, and dense clues, a series of points to the "catastrophe of the world" set off by the shadows.

And the Emperor of Light in the Great Sui Dynasty, the ban on the upside-down hanging sea, seems to be related to the "catastrophe of the destruction of the world".

"It's not that hard to crack the worldview. ”

Four people stand in front of the mural.

The mural is so big that the four of them look like ants.

Ning Yi said softly: "The last time I walked out of the Eternal Night Wasteland, I was thinking about it...... In the visualization world of the Lord of Tianqing Pond, how to break the situation. ”

Pei Lingsu raised her two sleeves, and the two cyan talismans flew out suddenly, swept away from the sleeve robe, first like a butterfly child, and turned around the girl's sleeves twice, and with her snap of her fingers, she swept away against the stone wall.

The divine soul visualizes the world, as long as the divine mind is strong enough.

You can unite things.

Talismans, flying swords, cities, everything can be ...... This is the reason why the master of the visualization world is invincible in the small world, he is the creator of this world.

The one who makes the rules.

The owner of Tianqing Pond is a person who likes to play games, and he has formulated many rules for this game, and the "core meaning" of this game is to find out the rules.

Worldview.

View the world.

"The first thing we need to do is to see this 'mural world' clearly. ”

Ning Yi looked left and right, the two talismans had flown out of a large distance and disappeared into the clouds, Pei Lingsu's expression was quite calm, she continued to condense the talismans with the technique just now, and expanded towards both ends of the mural.

Explore the "face" of the world.

Then find the "truth" of this world.

These two talismans, similar to the "Tongtianzhu" of the ancient city of Tiandu, can record the picture, pass it back, after about half a burnt incense, the two sections of the cloud and mist have a buzzing thunder echo, the two talismans are like flying swords shuttling at a very fast speed, colliding together, piecing together a broken picture, because of the speed of the sweep, the captured mural picture is lacking, and the purpose of constantly releasing the talisman is to complete the mural.

Gu Qian was stunned to see the pieces of paper talismans flying on both sides, converging in Pei Lingsu's palm, and on the parchment scroll condensed by the "divine soul", they continued to elongate and materialize.

The mural, right in front of you, shrunk and laid out!

"A very wise way to break the game. ”

Zhang Junling looked at this Zhang Fu, about the way of the formation, she also has some practice, but in her heart, she is not as good as this girl surnamed Pei.

When her fingertips touched the stone wall before, she had also moved the talisman to test the thoughts.

It's just that it's difficult to condense the "talisman".

In this imaginary world, it is possible to manipulate talismans and formations so easily.

Stunning.

......

......

The parchment rolls hang in the air.

The fog rippled and slowly broke away.

From left to right, immersed in it, you can see this picture, and you can see a majestic mountain, slender mortals, living beings, in the mist of this mountain.

The fluttering leaves fall like flowing fire.

When he saw this scene, Ning Yi's heart shook wildly!

This leaf!

Bone flute leaves...... I have been wearing things in Xiling for more than ten years, and the "White Bone Plain" of the sword bearer.

And on the top of that mountain, there is a huge tree, its leaves are like clouds hanging from the sky, majestic and vast, almost breaking through the sky, and every flying leaf is turned into a flowing fire.

Really...... The Lord of Tianqing Pond hides the great secret of the sword wielder here!

Ning Yi held his breath, he clenched his fists and breathed steadily.

The Tianqing Pool Lord's Mansion of the Vinaya Sect has not been opened for so many years, because this ancient saint is proficient in the art of hexagram and arithmetic, and he clearly knows that this big secret is not allowed for outsiders to snoop on...... And now at this main gate, Zhang Junling gave the only solution.

This also meant that the ancient sage believed that Zhang Junling was the one who was qualified to know these secrets.

Could it be that Mr. Yuan Chun left her a clue of the "sword bearer"?

Or, his mother has something to do with Mr. Yuan Chun?

These thoughts were suppressed by Ning Yi.

The shocking picture passed quickly, the mural was spread by a cloud of mist, and gradually transformed into the appearance of all beings, Ning Yi saw a historical past swept by a cloud of smoke, and the painter of this mural depicted a peaceful scene...... Shepherds sit on the top of the mountain blowing bone whistles, soaring goshawks, long whales jumping out of the water, giant elephants trampling snowfields, lone wolves screaming with their heads held high.

This is a sight...... Also familiar.

Urle Plateau.

Or rather, many years ago, the Urle Plateau in ancient times.

Is this the place where the Lord of Tianqing Pond once been? Is it the picture he witnessed with his own eyes? If not, how can he depict such an image?

Immediately afterwards, there was a chilling murderous aura on the picture scroll.

In the wind and sand, the mighty flying swords, the rain of arrows in the sky, the talisman array and the starlight are intertwined, the smoke and dust are rolling, and the creatures in this mural who have been peaceful before have all appeared in it, the shepherd holds the longbow, the goshawk overlooks the earth, the long whale sets off thousands of waves, and the snowfield giant elephant crashes into the unknown sand and dust mist...... In the end, the back of a lone wolf remains, and the war depicted on the mural comes to an end.

Is it the catastrophe of the destruction of the world?

Ning Yi was a little confused.

In the world of the sword-wielder's vision, he saw the world being destroyed, but it seemed different here, here was the picture of victory.

Then came the bleak battlefield, the sea capsized, the corpses of giant elephants, the shepherds' lost bone whistles, the feathers of goshawks, the armor that covered the sky, and the shattered talismans.

and the last one, the towering wall.

A familiar feeling welled up in my mind...... The city wall, the floating "fish scales" one by one, and the towering and impenetrable formation.

Once you look at every brick and tile here, you will never forget it.

The shocking voices of Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu from the heart sounded in unison.

"It's ...... The Great Wall of the North!!"

A gloomy figure stood at the head of the Great Wall in the north.

The end of the mural.

The robe is flying.

The man's voice was tired.

"Hanging the sea for thousands of catastrophes to calm down, go through all difficulties, avoid the disaster of overturning, and be appointed by the national teacher, here to set up a formation pattern that will not be broken for thousands of years, and welcome the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty. ”

"The name of the year set by His Majesty...... Same name as me. ”

"Meta. ”

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(The worldview of this chapter is so important that it has been revised many times, and I am finally satisfied, so everyone has been waiting for a long time)