The old man and his disciples were the first to arrive, attracting all kinds of attention from the latecomers. The old man hurriedly explained: "Fellow Daoists, don't look at us, this Lock God Tower was not activated by us, and we have just arrived when we saw the abnormality." ”

"Is it?" said some.

"But I guess this movement must have been made by a friend who came before us. When he first came here, I thought he was here to try his luck in a treasure hunt...... Now it seems that people are probably prepared. The old man had a clear conscience and said calmly.

"Is it him?" "That person ......" As soon as the old man's voice fell, the disciples behind him couldn't help but whisper.

When everyone heard that the disciples had mentioned a "he" in their words, there was no flaw, and they couldn't help but believe it.

The young disciples were the shallowest of all the people present, and as they spoke, their attention shifted from Luo Yu's body to the stone tower, and they also revealed what they saw and thought.

"What is this stone tower for, and why is the relief on the broken wall so clear?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi, do you see any special meaning in the landscape in this mural?"

"What is the special significance of a hundred rivers entering the sea?"

"What?" the old man was about to answer something, but suddenly exclaimed in surprise and looked back at the disciples, "You mean that what you see is a picture of a hundred rivers flowing into the sea?"

"Yes, what's wrong...... the disciples were a little weak when asked by the old man, and they thought that they had said something wrong.

Before the old man could answer, a deep voice came from beside him, "They are not lying, and I see the same pattern." Fellow Daoists, what do you see?"

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, and he let out a slight breath, which immediately made the hearts of everyone present feel cold, and they quickly put away any crooked thoughts.

This person's cultivation is already in the Great Convergence Realm, and like this old man, he is the highest cultivation among all the people present. It's just that the old man still has a group of disciples, and he has scruples, so he can't help but be polite, and speaks first: "In this case, it is better for us to record what we see and compare it." ”

With that, the old man took the lead and took out a jade slip.

"Fun and interesting. After the middle-aged man looked at the jade slips recorded by a few people, he suddenly laughed, "It's really exactly the same!"

After that, he said loudly again: "Many of you fellow Daoists must have been here before, but the relief you once saw here is not this scene, right?"

Everyone was silent for an instant and looked at each other, this attitude had actually given the answer.

The others looked at each other because they were shocked in their hearts, but those young disciples were really at a loss, "Senior Uncle, what is going on here?"

The old man also came back to his senses at this time and said: "This stone tower is called the Lock God Tower, and it is said that there is a great opportunity in it, but this opportunity varies from person to person, and the pattern that everyone sees should be different. But now ......"

"Could it be that what we are seeing now is what the man who went in just now saw?" the disciples blurted out as they thought of something.

"I'm afraid so. The old man replied, his eyes swept over everyone present, and suddenly he woke up and said, "Damn it!

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure rushed to the entrance of the stone tower, which was located underground.

When he moved, the others also reacted, and it turned out that the middle-aged man had long since disappeared while the old man was explaining the reason to his disciples.

Everyone was already a step slower, and they couldn't help but rush desperately towards the entrance of the stone tower.

However, the middle-aged man arrived first, but did not make any progress, because there was a layer of rich golden light attached to the gate of the stone tower, which made it impossible to get close.

The old man frowned and said nothing when he saw the middle-aged man standing in front of the door, and he already had a guess in his heart, but he still tried a few tricks.

As expected, all the means that fell on the golden light were absorbed, and it seems that the tower was once only unopened, but now it is completely closed.

Just when everyone was at a loss again, the middle-aged man took the lead and left the underground first. The old man was only one step slower than him, and left a sentence: "Hurry up." ”

Naturally, these words were said to a few disciples, and the disciples followed closely, and as soon as they came out, they saw the old man and the middle-aged man floating on top of the broken tower together, staring at the two-story tower formed by golden light.

The tower body formed by the golden light was just a phantom, and it could not prevent people from passing through, and the old man and the middle-aged man almost did not distinguish between the front and back, and floated into the fifth layer of the tower formed by the golden light.

Several young people followed, and the old man glanced at them, and said, "Look carefully and write it down!"

The disciples all obeyed their orders, and one by one they stared at the murals formed by the golden light with wide eyes, in addition to being nervous, they were more at a loss.

The tower body formed by the golden light is particularly realistic, and the reliefs are also detailed. There was nothing on the vast earth, only countless lightning bolts slashed on the ground, forming many large and small electric fireballs, rolling and exploding along the surface, covering the entire ground with a layer of thunder.

"This ...... Could it be the scene of the destruction of the world?" a disciple asked in a low voice.

The old man turned around and wanted to explain a few sentences, but he didn't understand what this scene was portending, so he could only prevaricate: "Write it down first, and then carefully understand it after you go back, don't be anxious." ”

At this time, the middle-aged man also looked away from the mural, glanced at the old man and his disciples, and the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing whether he was laughing at the disciple or the old man. Then, he continued to float, passing through the golden light, and entered the sixth layer of the tower.

The old man and his disciples followed, and the crowd of onlookers outside rushed into the fifth layer of the tower.

In the sixth layer, there is still a relief mural, but it is even more confusing.

There is a large blank space in the middle of the relief, only the upper and lower edges have the symbolic clouds and peaks of heaven and earth, and the whole looks like a canvas with only a border and no content.

And the few clouds that were there looked like they were falling apart, as if they were going to disappear in the next moment. The bottom peaks are mostly mutilated, as if they are collapsing.

The more the disciples looked at it, the more awkward they became, and even though the old man asked them to enlighten themselves, some people couldn't help but say, "What does this mean? Could it be that the heavens have fallen, and all sentient beings have been destroyed in one fell swoop?"

The old man's body trembled slightly, thinking that this disciple just happened to talk about his sore spot, because what any monk fears most is that the sky will fall and all living beings will be destroyed, and then there is really no way to live.

This time, the middle-aged man grabbed ahead of the old man and said, "No, it's not like the sky is falling. If you want to talk about the subsidence of the ground, there are still some similarities, but if the sky falls, shouldn't it be closer and closer to the ground? How can it rise so high that it is almost out of the range of the relief?"

"That's what Daoyou said. The old man was also relieved after hearing this, and hurriedly responded. But as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he frowned again and stared at the mural formed by the golden light in thought.

Seeing that he was so serious, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "Why should you take it too seriously?"

"Huh?" the old man wondered.

"This lock god tower was originally an artifact of the Nanhua Heavenly Sect's training sect, and I don't know how many disciples of the Nanhua Heavenly Sect have gone in to experience it before. Therefore, if anyone enters now, it will only meet the merit standard of Nanhua Heavenly Sect. And this mural evolved according to that person's chance, and it is only useful for one person, so we can see it, so why bother ourselves?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then finally laughed, and arched his hand: "Daoyou woke up the person in the dream with a word, but the old man was too persistent. ”

While the two were talking and laughing, the contents of Luoyu's last two murals fell into the eyes of others, but he himself was still in the tower on the first floor, groping back and forth for the relief murals to find a way out.