Chapter 38: One Hundred and Eight Coffins
The baits knew that the dust that knew the holy will was a real divination thing in Hetu, and it was naturally extremely rare. In the face of such a spiritual creature, sometimes flying overhead and sometimes retreating, everyone is looking forward to its favor.
I hope that I am the one who can fill the vacancy of the Heavenly Que Array.
"Discernment!"
On the high platform, the priest ordered again.
In the air, the dust and light faded.
Crossing through the air, going around in a circle, and starting from the order of dusting islands by self-reporting, one by one, one by one, in front of the bait.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hah!"
The bait, which was hung in front of them by the dust, all tried divinely to grasp the handle of the dust.
But if you don't catch it, you won't move, and when you catch it, it will fly away.
At the moment when the bait's fingers are about to touch the body of the dust, the dust will fly away lightly and settle in front of the next bait.
Hetu Pavilion Hetu real people, sure enough, lives up to its name!
It is said that in the divination pavilion of Hetu Zhenren, there are tens of thousands of whisks of dust soaring in the air, and the crystal long ears of dust hang down from the air, like thousands of silk silks, washing the turbidity of people's hearts.
These ears of dust are the thousand-year-old white fox tail silk, and the handle of the dust is made of Hetu real Kun steel, which is made by his internal force, casting a body of aura, good energy change, water and fire do not invade.
Every time the world hears that every time the real person predicts that there is a new dust whisk in the pavilion, they don't know that these whisks are so psychic.
If it can't find the person it wants, it won't be willing to stay in the hands of anyone else.
Dustwhisk swam in front of hundreds of baits.
The sound of disappointment, the sound of surprise, the sound of unwillingness, the sound of coaxing, the sound of intertwining.
......
And just before the warriors in the Hetu Pavilion appeared, before the bait was ready to report and verify, it was in extreme contrast to the noise in the square, Wu Chen gently pressed down a wall stone that glowed with jade-colored light in the quiet dark well where he was.
"Boom. ”
There was a clear sound in the darkness.
Suddenly.
Hearing the sound of "squeak!" again, the jade-colored wall stone was deeply owed, and a half-circle gap was gradually opened above the wall stone.
Then the jade-colored wall stone protruded again, Wu Chen subconsciously held it in his hand, lifted a breath, approached the gap softly, and looked inside.
This......
Is it a palace?
Wu Chen's heart was shocked.
The body is in the dark well, but what I see in my eyes is behind the wall of the well, a magnificent and bright hall. The light made his eyes unable to adapt to it for the time being, and it was a little tingling.
There is a way out!
Wu Chen was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Let's go. ”
Wu Chen couldn't wait to walk into the palace to explore the way out, and he didn't forget to turn around and come back, wanting to take Xingyun with him.
However, Xingyun suddenly became completely stunned, she didn't react, she just didn't want to go with Wu Chen. Let Wu Chen pull her, she still stood still.
Okay, if you don't want to come, forget it, when I find the exit, I will definitely find someone to rescue you, Wu Chen thought to himself. Don't force Xingyun too much, if you accidentally trigger her destruction program and make her the next little monk of the first yuan, you won't have the life to find a way.
Putting down the hand that was trying to pull Xingyun, Wu Chen took a few breaths and took a few steps to run, jumped out of the semicircular gap, and rolled down into the golden hall.
He quickly turned over and looked around at the palace of the Phoenix Pavilion Dragon Tower. He settled on a section of the palace to pass through, and then walked forward, the interior of the palace was even more spectacular.
The dome of the main hall is towering like even Xiao Han, the front of the hall is surrounded by pearls and emeralds, the gold and jade are splendid, and the jade is Qiongliang. It is like Qionglou Yuyu, not like the mortal world.
This deep well is very close to the Holy Land, presumably this underground is the palace under the Holy Ground, I can't imagine that the altar holy place that was strictly forbidden to enter the island when I was a child is so brilliant!
Wu Chen quickly calmed down, he had been in the hinterland of the enemy for a long time, he was alert, and knew that in order to prevent thieves, this kind of underground palace would usually be arranged with hidden weapons.
He lowered his head to look at the jade-colored wallstone that he had unintentionally grasped in his hand, and as soon as he leaned over and strengthened, the wallstone slid out of his hand and rolled far along the ground bone.
Where the walls and stones passed, there were no visions.
No hidden weapons?
Wu Chen thought about it, mustered up the courage to take a step, but in fact, he couldn't wait to walk in to take a closer look at the appearance of this palace.
When he first entered the palace, he could still hear the ethereal snoring, but when he reached the road with the wall stone, the snoring was no longer heard.
Wu Chen walked forward for a while, passed through an open gate, and looked at the palace with a pair of splashed ink inlays on the left and right.
The great beauty is not spoken, and the great sound is hopeful.
Walk in the way, the world is in the heart!
Sometimes, the earth has air, the material is beautiful, and the work is skillful.
Wu Chen not only sighed, but the shaping of this palace gave people a kind of peaceful atmosphere, and the absolute negative yin and yang were the natural products of Taoism.
Walking forward again, I saw a stream in the middle of the underground palace.
It is said that it is a stream, but there is no rushing splash, and it is said that it is a deep pool, but there is no dead silence in a deep pool. The heart of the water is empty, and the abyss is deep and clear. The water is soft, and the silence of this palace is as deep as a deep pool, silent and far-reaching.
Wu Chen looked at the water on the surface and looked up at the dome again.
This section of the dungeon dome is different from when you first entered the dungeon. At this time, the dome presents a blurry shape, like a flower in the fog, like a snow before the wind, like a rain and clouds, elegant, soft and faint, not fog nor smoke, such as the Buxing River.
Pick up the Han suspicious star falling, hugging like the moon hanging.
Although there is no light in this dome galaxy, under the cover of the gold-inlaid dome, there is a feeling of looking up at the starry sky and intoxicating the Milky Way.
Wu Chen stepped forward, and was even more shocked by the scene above his head on the next section of the road.
Looking up, on the chaotic mist "galaxy", every other section, there is a coffin hanging high, these simple and desolate coffins are very different from this golden and jade palace.
Although the coffin was huge, it was hung high in the dome far away, so Wu Chen looked up from afar, and it was not more than a foot long.
One, two, three......
As Wu Chen's footsteps deepened, a total of one hundred and eight coffins were hung on this long and boundless "galaxy".
The palace in this holy place is not an ordinary palace, it is originally a tomb!
Although these coffins are bleak, they seem to express their respective elegance, and the carvings on the coffin wall seem to reveal the sorrow of the world.
The golden pillars of the hall, sometimes shining with the coffins hanging in the air, the splashing gold seems to pass through time, intertwined with the ancient wood color, as if dominating the mysterious illusion.
Wu Chen stood under the ring surrounded by the coffin hovering in the sky, and he didn't know where the exit of the cemetery was, but this underground cemetery was too vast, and the depth was conservatively estimated to be hundreds of meters.
This huge underground palace tomb is covered with a variety of murals, as if to keep the people buried here in this life and the next life, and live with heaven and earth for a long time.
Originally, the simple villagers and elders on the island knew that in this closed holy place, there were one hundred and eight coffins buried together?
With such a favorable time, place, and endless luxury, is it the royal family and nobles buried here?
Why have you never heard the villagers talk about it......