The sentence recorded in the first stone tablet on the right calligraphy and painting has a large number of unfamiliar words, such as the third year of Tianlong Eryuan, which specifically refers to what time. The last sentence returns to Tian Yuan, Tian Yuan...... And where?

"Sister Yan'er, what do you mean by this?" Jiang Yuan wondered.

"No matter what you do, you just need to know that this is the burial place of a big man, and he has left his legacy. As for what Tianlong, duality, Tianyuan and the like, it is nothing more than the name of time and place. Maybe to put it another way, it's something familiar. Yan'er said.

Jiang Yuan nodded and continued to look at the next mural. However, from the second fresco onwards, there is severe damage, leaving only a few remains, and it is not visible at all.

"Could it be that someone has been here? The frescoes are so badly damaged. Jiang Yuan looked at the broken mural and was a little shocked, "It turns out that Yun Zhao and I are not the first people to enter here. ”

"Jiang Yuan, I think something is strange. Yan'er said.

"What's wrong?"

"This is a tomb left by a powerful man, and the interior of the tomb is carefully designed, and the materials used to compose the tomb are not simple. The one who can have the opportunity to enter here is none other than the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance of Yuanwu City, just imagine, even if the top powerhouse of Yuanwu City comes, do you think you can destroy every penny here?" Yan Er said.

Jiang Yuan raised his hand and touched the stone wall here, it was extremely cold, coupled with the rich aura of heaven and earth here, which washed all year round, even the texture of the ordinary wall reached a terrifying level.

Maybe even if the Wine Sword Immortal came, he wouldn't be able to destroy it in the slightest.

"That'...... Who destroyed the murals here?" Jiang Yuan wondered.

"If my guess is correct, it should have been sabotaged by the builders. Because he is the only one who can get here. Yan'er analyzed.

Jiang Yuan felt a little incredible, he built it himself and destroyed it by himself, isn't it full of food, and he has nothing to do.

I don't know what he had in mind, but ...... Whatever!" Jiang Yuan smiled: "Maybe his life is extremely disgraceful, he is afraid of embarrassment when he writes, and he is lonely if he doesn't write, so he writes half of it and erases it......"

"Ahem, Jiang Yuan, the dead are the greatest, you put some respect in people's tombs. Yan'er reminded.

"Haha, just kidding, this side is erased, I'll go look at the other side. Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

Turning around, I saw that the colors of the first to twelfth paintings were darker, and from the thirteenth painting there was something different, as if the first to twelfth paintings were a whole, and from the thirteenth onwards it became the beginning of the next whole.

It's just that the movements on the paintings from one to twelve are not coherent, and there is no connection between them, and after pondering for a long time and deliberating for a long time, I still found nothing.

"What kind of sword move is this, it has no connection at all, and it doesn't look like a martial art at all. Jiang Yuan complained, "Alas, this ghost place is very weird, first the mural on the left mysteriously disappeared, and then the mural on the right has no connection, so how can he inherit his mantle and make it bigger." ”

"Jiang Yuan, maybe there is another mystery in this, take a closer look. Yan'er persuaded.

Jiang Yuan shook his head and said: "I don't look at it, I don't know what he wants to express at all, maybe this person's mind is not the same as ordinary people, and his way of thinking is also different from ordinary people, making such murals is simply a trick on people." ”

"Jiang Yuan, be careful when you speak, after all, this is someone's territory, and I heard that even if many strong people die, they can use secret methods to ensure that their souls are immortal, and they still exist in heaven and earth. You may be heard by the owner here. ”

"Huh?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned, his eyes stared at the wall, and he saw that the Netherworld Phosphorus Fire that had been burning at the end of the fire extended down the torch, touched the stone wall, and erased all the murals on it.

The Netherfire then returned to the torch as if nothing had happened, but the wall on the right was bare, and the frescoes on it were gone.

"This ...... What about the murals?" Jiang Yuan rubbed his eyes, the murals had indeed disappeared.

"Let you speak carefully, you have to listen, it's good now, the mural is gone, see what you do!" Yan Er said unhappily, just reminded Jiang Yuan three times and twice, and Jiang Yuan has always been full of care, now it's good, there is nothing.

Jiang Yuan sighed and said helplessly: "Sister Yan'er, don't be angry, it's useless to be angry when things have happened, it's better to move forward, maybe there will be some turnaround." ”

"Hmph, be careful in the future, you know?"

"Got it, hehe. ”

Jiang Yuan smiled again and again, clenched the pure white long sword in his hand, and walked forward along the corridor. The more I walked, the more I felt that something was wrong, the mural on the left was violently erased, and a few remnants of words and symbols could still be seen in the faint interval.

The mural on the right side has been erased by the Netherworld Phosphorus Fire, and the entire wall is smooth and flat, leaving no traces.

"Yun Zhao and I both entered it because of drawing our swords, it stands to reason that we should teleport to the same place, but there is no trace of Yun Zhao, could it be that there is another passage here besides this corridor?" Jiang Yuan wondered.

"At the beginning, the spiritual array on the mountain was divided by a boundary, symmetrical left and right, if there really is another passage, it should be symmetrical with me. In other words, Yun Zhao's place is similar to mine, and the situation that occurs is the same as mine. ”

Jiang Yuan pondered, his eyes lit up, looking at the pure white long sword in his hand, trying to carve traces on the bare wall.

The wall on the left is extremely hard, while the wall on the right is softer, probably because it has just undergone the baptism of Nether Phosphorus Fire.

When the pure white sword touched the wall on the right, it effortlessly carved a mark on it.

"Sure enough!"

Jiang Yuan showed a look of surprise on his face and muttered to himself: "I understand, the Netherworld Phosphorus Fire wiped out the mural without warning just now, not because I was talkative, but because something similar happened on Yun Zhao's side, and it was just symmetrical on my side." ”

"Jiang Yuan, what are you going to do again?" Yan Er said puzzled.

"Say hello to Yun Zhao. ”

Jiang Yuan smiled, lifted the pure white long sword and carved it on the wall, stroke by stroke, and the word "cloud" took shape. Jiang Yuan nodded with satisfaction and continued to portray.

Just when the word "Zhao" was written halfway, the entire corridor vibrate, stone chips and dust fell, and the ghostly phosphorus fire in the entire corridor flickered and dimmed, which seemed particularly permeable.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Jiang Yuan said helplessly: "Isn't it okay to engrave?"

"The old man has been here for many years, and he has never seen such an unruly person!"

An old but very heroic voice came, and the entire corridor trembled even more violently, and then the space around Jiang Yuan began to distort, and bursts of powerful pulling force appeared.

"Here...... Are there really undead?"

Jiang Yuan's face turned pale, and the pulling force was strong and difficult to resist, and Jiang Yuan was swept into it.