Xiao Yu and the three of them came to the eighth mural, but this painting is very simple.

In the painting, Emperor Jin Jing Wu stood in front of the tomb of his wife Jingyi, full of aura, but at this time, his hair turned pale from jet black, and the golden bow and broadsword were lying at the feet of Emperor Jin Jing Wu on the left and right. And above his head, a cloud of black gas seemed to be dying and struggling, and a hideous face in the black gas was like a curse and wanted to beg for mercy.

"Look, isn't this the face of his mother in the first picture?" Mo Han exclaimed.

"It's true, but what does this mean? It can't be a painting method for Emperor Jin Jingwu to depict evil things... ”

"If you look at his hair again, it's all white, and it seems that he is in his twilight years at this time. ”

"No... Could there be such a large span between the two murals?" Xiao Yu obviously felt that judging from the figure and temperament of Emperor Jin Jingwu in this painting, he was only middle-aged at most, and he was still far from his twilight years.

"He's doing it. Feng Yao, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly came out with such a sentence, which instantly attracted Xiao Yumohan's attention.

"What do you mean?"

"I think I've figured out the stories of these eight murals. Feng Yao took a deep breath and said something that impressed Xiao Yu and the others.

"From the first to the eighth, I think this story is told. Feng Yao turned back to the first mural, frowning and thinking as she said. "Eight or nine thousand years ago, on the day Emperor Jin Jing Wu was born, the demon star descended from the sky to indicate the chaos of the world, and at this time, his mother was the one who was possessed by the monster, and buried the demon seed deep in the body of Emperor Jin Jing Wu by giving birth to a child. ”

That's why the woman he painted had such a ghostly face, and the meteor in the sky was just a prophetic vision. Through Feng Yao's words, Xiao Yu's train of thought suddenly opened.

"It wasn't until Emperor Jin Jingwu was eleven or twelve years old that the demon seed in his body exploded this year, and he slaughtered an entire village of people without reason. And the ghost-headed broadsword he used, I think was left by his mother or the last host of the demon seed. ”

"Later, Emperor Jin Jingwu visited all the major sects, wanting to find the secret method of suppressing the body demon species, until he worshiped in this barren sect, in order to estimate that it was the ancient secret technique "Great Wilderness Town Demon Sutra", this exercise I heard my mother mention, a supreme heart sutra that can eliminate the demons in the body, but it has been lost now. ”

Later, Emperor Jin Jingwu fell in love with a woman from the same door, and this woman learned that he was deeply demonic, so she wanted to behead him under the sword. I think that there is such a decent and obsessive woman, in order to maintain the righteous path, but she can kill the person she loves with her own hands, either it is the high-level of the sect, or the daughter of the high-level, or it may be the daughter of the sect master. Feng Yao continued after expressing her opinion. "Later, the sect war broke out, and the Great Wilderness Sect collapsed for thousands of miles, and at this time, Jingyi, who was already the wife of Emperor Jin Jing Wu, was also killed in this battle to destroy the door, and it was her death that stimulated Emperor Jin Jing Wu, so the demon seed he tried his best to suppress also broke out at this moment, and his eyes were scarlet, and he had become a Shura from hell at that time, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind him, and countless martial cultivators died under his knife. ”

"Buried his wife, his heart has been detached from the world, at this moment he just wants to accompany Jingyi for the rest of his life, but he is not wishing, the demon seed never wants him to be depressed like this, so he lured Emperor Jin Jing Wu to this land of red refining through various inducement methods, and obtained the golden big bow. I have this conclusion because the Golden Jing Martial Emperor must be a metallic martial artist, after all, no matter ancient times or now, high-level cultivators who can be titled will use their own refined attributes or weapons used as titles, and the weapons used by Jin Jingwu Emperor are a sword and a bow, so Jin must be his own martial essence attribute, and in this stroke, when he goes deep into the land of flames, his body is full of demonic energy, and only this time in these eight murals his demonic qi is released, presumably to resist the power of the flames here, and if the Golden Jingwu Emperor is a metallic martial essence, it is just restrained by the flames, so he will use the demonic qi to protect himself。 ”

"Later, I don't know what secret method Emperor Jin Jing Wu used, he actually forced the demon seed transformation in his heart to his body, and used the golden bow to kill it, as for this demon seed has been transformed, it shouldn't be this kind of ethereal and disembodied appearance, I still can't think about it. ”

"In the end, after the battle of the demon seed, Emperor Jin Jing Wu found that he could not completely kill the demon seed, and the demon seed returned to his body after all, and the disillusioned Emperor Jin Jing Wu came to the tomb of his wife Jingyi again, burned out his spiritual power, scattered his own cultivation, and chose to die with the demon seed with his burning life, but I can't guess the final result. After all, if Emperor Jin Jingwu succeeded, then this tomb would not appear, and if he failed, the demon seed would definitely attack the host, let alone build such a cemetery for himself. ”

After saying all her speculations and doubts in one breath, Feng Yao looked at Xiao Yu and the others, waiting for their opinions.

"Sister, through these eight murals, you can actually guess the life of Emperor Jin Jingwu, I really admire you so much. If there was a mirror in front of him now, Xiao Yu would definitely be able to see that kind of adoring look in his eyes was really too pious.

"I said sister, you tell this story I think eight or nine are not far from ten, I think from the beginning to the end, Emperor Jin Jing Wu is fighting against the demon seed, although I don't know what the final outcome is, then I think since his old man can still suppress the demon seed to build a mausoleum after dispersing the gong, I think the demon seed should also be weak and dying. ”

However, at this time, Feng Yao did not reply to the words of the two of them, but walked to the fifth mural by herself, touching Jingyi's tombstone with tears in her eyes, and muttered to herself. "I think only you can help Emperor Jin Jing Martial suppress the demon seed in his body, maybe only you know the end of this story, but you left too early, your death made a dignified Martial Emperor give up on himself, and he did not hesitate to scatter his spirit in front of the tomb, if you can always be by his side, maybe he doesn't have to use this extreme way to die with that demon seed." While crying, Feng Yao's forehead was close to the tombstone in the mural, and his tears couldn't stop falling, and tears flowed down the tombstone in the painting.