"What the hell is that thing for?" Zhu Beichen asked.

……

The seventh floor of the Rain Smoke Pavilion.

The layout of the space here is quite special, even strange, completely different from the style of the lower six floors.

It is not used to hide Gu, it is not used to comprehend the "witch" way, and the purpose is unknown.

Zhu Beichen felt that there was something evil here, and the Gu worms in his body were trembling, and he was extremely afraid of this space.

But what it was afraid of, it didn't know.

The walls seem to have been deliberately painted with some kind of black paint, and the light from the outside is not transparent at all, and the light reflected in the six staircases is completely blocked at the stairs, creating a dark environment.

But it is not completely dark, the walls of the four walls are written with golden paint to write a sentence of obscure incantations, and every three incantations there will inevitably be a bewitching woman's figure, the body is light as if dancing, and the dancing posture has an indescribable weirdness.

Dementor Walk!

The woman on the mural suddenly grinned with a deep and cold smile, her eyes were like a fox, and the water snake-like demon slowly writhed, her long sleeves reached the ground, and her feet walked quickly in a certain direction.

The vivid mural clearly shows the woman's charm and grotesqueness, and the woman's posture is different on each wall, and it is only after coherence that she realizes that she is performing a dance, like some kind of dance step used for sacrifice.

Identifying by her shape, this is a woman of an alien race, with a facial contour that is different from that of the traditional Central Plains, and her eyes are painted blue, as deep as the vast sea.

There are two voices talking to each other in the dark floor, but their voices seem to come from a distant time and space, desolate, and they do not belong to this world.

"Aren't your blue eyes beautiful?"

"The enchantress's eyes are moving, is she unwilling to die?"

"Look, isn't she dancing very charmingly."

The urging notes were clear, secretly guiding the eyes of the teenagers on the floor.

"Hey." A soft sigh came from the stone wall.

Zhu Beichen stared at the bewitching woman's eyes groggily, and the infinite spring scenery attracted him.

The eyes of the bewitching alien woman on the mural blinked, she was really moving, was she a living creature or a ghost?

There was really a piece of blue water in front of him, and his body was soaked in the icy water, the ocean was boundless, and the bone-piercing cold drilled violently into his body.

The sea water was as black as ink in an instant, the sea was covered with dark clouds, the showers and huge waves were churning, and a powerful suction vortex appeared not far away, dragging Zhu Beichen towards that sea area.

A deep sense of fear surged from the bottom of my heart, and the huge waves were tens of meters high, sweeping in the distance.

Sea snakes, the whole sea area is densely packed with thousands of sea snakes swimming from the bottom of the deep sea, and their silky and slender bodies are quickly strung in the seawater, these things are highly venomous species in the water.

Patches of sea snakes gathered and swam towards the sea where Zhu Beichen was.

He was getting closer and closer to the whirlpool of the deep sea, his hoarse voice calling weakly, and the breath of death in the whirlpool was approaching.

Yes!

A flash of red light appeared, blood-red eyes suddenly appeared, and the illusions in Zhu Beichen's mind were shattered one by one.

It's so thrilling, this woman's eyes are problematic, so that that the special dance form is using people's visual senses to create illusions, using all kinds of hints to make people step into the whirlpool of the deep sea.

There are too many monsters and unknowns buried in the seventh floor, Zhu Beichen retreated, the seemingly dangerous place was actually arranged with a lot of killing machines, he never thought that the Miao people in that period had studied human psychology so thoroughly, and they could actually use murals and space light to make people fall into the terrifying scene created in their hearts.

He didn't know that the alien woman performed a scene of soul dementorship, and the mural used to highlight the woman's eyes in the way of color painting, and the picture scrolls continued to grow from shallow to deep, showing the dance that belonged to the ancestors of the Jiuli tribe in that era.

"That's a sacrifice." July said.

"Sacrifice what?" Zhu Beichen asked.

"Death." July replied.

Zhu Beichen, who came to his senses, was wet in clothes, and a strong sense of fear lingered in his heart, this woman was too terrible, just the afterimage of the picture scroll was enough to make people fall into the mud and couldn't extricate themselves, if she was alive, what kind of charming posture should she be.

"And what is the spell on the stone wall?" Zhu Beichen asked.

The golden spell is made up of curvy lines, the font resembles tadpole script, but it is noticeably more expressive, and the glyph body twists vigorously and powerfully, containing some mysterious ancient natural power.

All the suspenseful arrangements are concentrated in the seventh floor, which makes this layer of space even more good, what was the original intention of the people who designed this place?

"It's a lost mantra." July said.

"It's a tadpole text, what is it for?" Zhu Beichen asked.

"Soul Arrest!" July said indifferently.

"Grandma told me that what is suppressed in the seventh layer is a dark weapon, which is very evil, and those are all soul arresting spells, which are used to suppress this dark weapon." July said.

Zhu Beichen took out the boxy thing from his arms, this is an ancient seal, the whole body is crystal clear, and above the seal are nine tadpole-shaped creatures.

The dream that has always been the scene of Zhuge Liang's last northern expedition to the Central Plains.

According to historical facts, the location of the tall and magnificent military tent is in Wuzhang Plain.

The dream vividly reproduces the last period of the life of Zhuge Liang, a demonic wise man and a minister of the Han Dynasty. Wuzhang Yuan Xing, he was using the method of witch Gu prayer in order to add longevity to continue life, Wei Yan kicked over the life lamp inappropriately, and finally Zhuge Liang Shouyuan died.

This seal ribbon is the object that Zhuge Liang entrusted to Jiang Wei when he was dying.

Zhu Beichen was so impressed by this ancient seal that he recognized its origin at first glance when he opened the brocade box within the seventh layer, but he didn't expect that it had been hidden in Miao Jiang for thousands of years, and finally fell into his hands. July, on the other hand, says it should have been theirs.

"That's it, what is it?" Zhu Beichen asked.

"The rumors that have been left for generations are called the Ghost Seal."

"I don't know what this seal is for."

"But, it's important, it's important." July said.

There are no tricks set up in the seventh floor, and there are no clan guards to guard them, but July said that the "ghost seal" is very valuable and very important.

"If such an important thing is not guarded, you are not afraid of losing it?" Zhu Beichen asked.

"Do you think someone will steal? The woman you see should be a demonic power in the Jiuli clan, she is demonstrating a kind of 'soul dementorship step', anyone who sees this dance will die, this is the deadliest mechanism, do you still need guards to guard? July said.