Chapter Seventy-One: The Murals

Originally, he landed not far from the stone temple, although he walked very cautiously and slowly, but he still came to the stone temple quickly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe stone temple here is almost exactly the same as the one in Feihuang City.

If it is renovated again, people will definitely think that this is Feihuang City.

Along the way, he saw a lot of white bones, and after careful identification, he determined that these were cultivators who were not very old, and there were especially many white bones in this stone temple, so Wang Shi couldn't help but be cautious.

With the experience of the last time, he had already used a spiritual weapon to put away his hair to prevent it from floating out automatically, and before he could see the mural clearly, it collapsed.

Entering the stone temple with ease, Wang Shi and Ning Yi saw a complete mural, as well as a patch of white bones under the mural.

Undeterred by the scene of white bones, the two of them just looked at the mural, as if after seeing this thing, nothing else could be seen. Even Wang Shi has already relaxed his vigilance.

Light lines, smart colors, delicate depictions, no matter what aspect, this mural can be said to be ingenious, giving people an ultimate sense of beauty, making people admire.

After a moment of amazement, Wang Shi began to examine the mural.

The large mural is about three zhang high and six zhang long, and people need to stand farther away to see the whole picture clearly.

The painting depicts a fairy ascending to heaven, surrounded by countless subjects, drums and dances, flowers and dances, drinking and carnival, and her eyes are full of joy, as if she is celebrating.

If such a mural is only showing some kind of big event, or just has artistic value, I am afraid that it will only be useful for some people. Cultivators who are busy with life and death all day long don't have the leisure to appreciate such things.

However, when people see such a mural, they can't help but feel a sense of lightness, as if they are in the mural, and they can see the ascension of the fairy with their own eyes, and feel the breath that lingers around them.

Close your eyes as if you're really there.

This feeling is as if he is following the fairy in his ascension, and the spiritual power in his body seems to be growing infinitely, as if he is about to break through to the next realm.

I'm afraid that no one will let go of such an opportunity, wanting to grasp this water-like feeling, so that they can break through to the next realm in an instant.

A strange red color appeared in Wang Shi's eyes, which made his nerves tremble, and then he immediately grabbed Ning Yi's back, took two steps back, and poured spiritual power into Ning Yi's body.

Trembling for a moment, Ning Yi shook his head hard, blinked his eyes, and said in a somewhat frightened voice: "This mural can make people fall into an illusion? ā€

In this way, it can be a good explanation for the white bones in this place, I am afraid that they all want to grasp the feeling of ascension, and stand until death.

If it weren't for the starry sky in Wang Shi's body, his spiritual power was different from other people's, and he had the talent pupil technique of the ghost dragon snake, he would have fallen into it forever like everyone else.

With a chill down his back, Wang Shi said, "Don't look at it when you stand behind me." ā€

Nodding, Ning Yi came to the back of Wang Shi, lowered his head, looked at his feet, and no longer looked at the mural.

Taking a light breath, it can be regarded as suppressing the shock in his heart, the starry sky in his body began to emerge, the spiritual power poured into his eyes, and the pupil technique was opened, and Wang Shi began to re-examine the mural.

This time, it was as if I had fallen into a dream, surrounded by an ethereal mist, and the figures in the mural had not changed, still singing and dancing, celebrating the ascension of the fairy, and it had not changed because of the arrival of someone.

However, as the mist dissipated, Wang Shi gradually walked into everyone, saw their faces clearly, saw the subtle changes in their faces, and could even see a trace of hair dancing in the wind......

Such scenes are becoming more and more detailed, making people think that this is true.

Suddenly, a stinging pain rushed into his brain, as if a sharp knife had suddenly pierced in, and the surrounding mist reappeared, but stained with a faint blood-red color......

Taking a step back suddenly, Wang Shi's hand grasped his right eye, clenching his teeth so as not to make a painful sound, but blood was already flowing from between his fingers.

What the hell is such a mural? The illusion realm is so strong! Even if you have the pupil technique of a ghost dragon and snake, it is not a level thing at all. It's a blessing to be able to quit completely and not be blind.

Gasping for breath quickly, Wang Shi was a little frightened, suddenly realized something, and immediately turned around, only to find that Ning Yi was already standing in place.

I don't know when, Ning Yi had already raised his head, looked at the mural again, and fell into the illusion again.

Holding back the pain in his eyes, Wang Shi poured spiritual power into his eyes again, looked directly at Ning Yi, and once again used his pupil technique.

Blood gushed out again, occupying half of Wang Shi's face.

It should be possible to use your own pupil technique to dispel the illusion.

Constantly increasing the strength of the pupil technique, blood continued to flow out, and Wang Shi's right eye immediately fell into darkness, temporarily losing light.

Ning Yi's body shook, his face became extremely pale, and he fell down weakly. Wang Shi immediately hugged Ning Yi, put it down gently, and took out some spare elixir from the magic bronze ring and fed it.

After all, after robbing in the back mountain for so long, Wang Shi still stored a lot of good quality elixirs. With an omniscient senior brother, he also knows what these elixirs do. At that moment, he took out the elixir to dispel the illusion and restore the spiritual power, and fed it to Ning Yi.

Soon, Ning Yi coughed and woke up, but he was already extremely weak, and said weakly: "I didn't want to see it, but I didn't know how, so I fell into it." What's wrong with your eyes?"

Wang Shi said comfortingly: "I know, close your eyes and sleep for a while." I'm fine, don't worry. ā€

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that I will fall asleep and fall into the illusion again." ā€

"I'll take you out. Wang Shi picked up Ning Yi on his back, released the hair placed in the spirit weapon, and left the stone temple with Ning Yi.

Again, as last time, the hair began to gently stroke the mural, and this time the contents of the mural all moved, as if they were about to come out of it.

The difference was that all of them fell on their knees, and began to weep bitterly, and the ascending nymph also approached her hair as if to touch each other, and then she shed tears.

It's just that Wang Shi can't see all this, he can only hear a roaring sound, and he knows that the stone wall has collapsed again, so he takes Ning Yi back here again.

As expected, there were water droplets this time, only this time it was three.

Frowning slightly, Wang Shi received the three drops of water in his hand, and had to rethink his conjecture.

......

Even in the face of a small person in the Qi Sea Realm, the guy has to be cautious. After all, he was also seriously injured, and the price he paid was undoubtedly huge to be able to kill a powerhouse of the same realm strongly, and break through from Feihuang City, and finally almost cut off one of Ling Qian's thumbs.

Especially at the last moment, Mi Yan Tianbang came towards Ling Qian, which is equivalent to coming at him, and he was really lucky to survive. After so many days of recovery, it is only one or two percent of the strength that has been restored. If you want to deal with Song Sheng, there is also a lot of uncertainty.

Fifty paces may seem like a short distance, and two arrows may seem few, but they are deadly enough. He had to stop those two arrows and break into Song Sheng's front in the shortest possible time to have a chance of winning. Once the distance is shortened, or the time is delayed, the probability of failure increases exponentially.

The distance of two steps seems to be very narrow, but it is enough for a person to move in it, and the arrow is only a finger wide, and a person can dodge it with a slight movement.

Song Sheng had to use his strongest archery skills to survive in the hands of his husband.

Just a moment when the yellow sand moved, both of them moved in unison.

The three fingers loosened lightly, the bowstring quickly straightened, and the arrow flicked out, and the sharp arrow had already spun at high speed, opening up a void channel, pulling out a white smoke, and approaching the target in an instant.

The floor under the man's feet had cracked, and the yellow sand around him had exploded, and he himself had already jumped up, twisting his body in the air, and standing his whole body sideways in the air in the shortest possible time.

Sharp arrows are coming!

It went against the tip of the man's nose and wiped out a fine blood mark.

At the moment of contact, the spirit rune on the sharp arrow exploded!

Thin needles like rain shot out of the arrow, and the rotation of the arrow itself approached the man's body at high speed. Such thin needles like cow hair can penetrate through the pores of the person without the person noticing.

There is a highly poisonous needle on it, and one needle can kill people.

The moment he moved, the man's body stopped trembling and turned into a body of steel, and these fine needles could not hurt him at all. It's like a bamboo stick shot on an iron plate, without the slightest damage. And as he jumped, the man's feet kicked several times on the wall, and he ran quickly along the wall.

The walls were all blown up, but before they could collapse, the gang had already rushed out.

When the first arrow was shot, Song Sheng's right hand had already taken out the second arrow, and it took almost no time to set up the second arrow, twist it violently, and the arrow pulled out a white smoke and shot out.

Without pause, he took out another arrow and placed it on his longbow.

With his body resisting an arrow, the man quickly rushed along the wall and ushered in the second arrow.

Just as the arrow was about to reach the man's body, it suddenly split automatically and turned into three arrows.

The man's gaze condensed slightly, all his spiritual power exploded, and his speed increased in an instant, dodging two of the arrows, but he was still hit by one arrow.

However, the man's speed did not weaken, and he finally burst into Song Sheng's side and put a kitchen knife on his neck.

At this time, Song Sheng's third arrow had also been set up, aiming at the center of the man's eyebrows.