Mo Ling felt that the 'sun' above his head was a little dazzling, he slightly closed his eyes, stretched out his arms to block his eyes, and only after a while, slightly adapted, did he look up again.

There is no 'sea of stars' above the sky here, only the strict and smooth stone walls spread into the distance, the corridors are deep and dark, the giant elephants on both sides are huge and majestic, they wear imperial costumes, but each costume is different, corresponding to their respective dynasties, and the murals behind them record their legends in detail, leaving them to be admired by future generations.

Mo Ling strolled among them, the majestic giant elephant looked into the distance, the three emperors and five emperors seemed to look at themselves through layers of time and space, standing at their feet, not even as tall as the instep, looking at the murals behind the giant elephant, each section made people's blood boil, as if they had experienced a legend.

Mo Ling looked at it for a while, raised his head and looked at the golden sun, only to find that this was not the real sun, just a painting painted on this stone wall, or rather, the beginning of a picture scroll.

The golden light sun is not the real sun, at least the real sun will not be held in the hands of people, an emperor holds the golden light, shines forward, and the armor soldiers under his command brazenly move forward, this is a picture of war, but the emperor's opponent is not the enemy army of other countries, but countless monks who carry swords and drive charms, and control water and fire.

Mo Ling was shocked by this picture, the scene was grand, the war between the emperor and Xianmen affected almost every land in Kyushu, and the most dazzling in the battle was the golden sun.

The mural faithfully records each encounter, and as long as there is a golden light in each encounter, the emperor will surely win a great victory, and the picture is one after another.

From the initial parity to the total defeat of Xianmen, from the beginning of the battlefield fight to the subservience of Xianmen, from the cholera government to the killing of the Manmen, from the accession to the WTO to the expulsion and arrest, from one story to the next, from one decline to the next, until the monks finally hid in the mountains, did not dare to disobey the emperor's slightest will, this picture scroll was declared over.

And in every picture scroll that records the story, there will always be that dazzling golden light, Mo Ling doesn't know what this golden light is, but Mo Ling can see that it is this golden light that suppresses the world's immortal gates!

"Could it be that what the Xianghu faction is looking for is this golden light?"

Mo Ling was a little curious, unconsciously, admiring the mural, he came to the end of the corridor, and there was another door in front of him, but this door was much more normal, but the size of an ordinary person, and the material was also an ordinary stone, Mo Ling walked up and wanted to pass through directly, but Mo Ling seemed to have an entity in an instant, and with a bang, he was blocked by the stone door.

Mo Ling was stunned for a moment, he stretched out his hands with some hesitation, and slowly rubbed the door page, this time, Mo Ling really touched the door, his eyes were a little shocked, this is the first time since he became an immortal that he has touched the real thing so really, this touch is different from the past, Mo Ling is still a little nostalgic for a while.

Mo Ling stroked it carefully for a while, and suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and the heavy stone door quietly retreated to both sides, Mo Ling looked at the door shaft with some curiosity, and the door shaft forged in fine iron did not know how it had been maintained for so many years.

The world behind the door finally appeared, the true core of the dragon tomb was displayed in front of Mo Ling's eyes, Mo Ling walked in carefully, holding the Fengshen Record in his hand, his eyes looked around vigilantly, looking at no one, Mo Ling took another step forward, and the stone door behind him closed automatically, just as he was pushed open, and there was no sound from the closure.

The retreat was cut off, Mo Ling frowned slightly, but he didn't think about anything else, looked at the core world of the Dragon Tomb, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

Mo Ling looked up, in front of him was a continuous palace group, countless buildings and high walls, arranged countless night pearls, this alone is enough to illuminate the entire dragon tomb inside the night pearl, it is already beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even Mo Ling, who is not heavy on money, can't help but gasp.

The palace is very large, although it is far different from the giant elephant at the gate, but it is also magnificent, at this time the dragon tomb is empty except for the white pearl, the world is quiet and terrible, as if the crisp sound of a silver needle landing on the ground can also be heard ten miles away.

Affected by the environment, Mo Ling also unconsciously lightened his breathing slightly, the palaces in the distance were layered on top of each other, one after another, like a labyrinth, Mo Ling stood outside the outermost palace gate, he didn't know where to start, he walked into the outermost hall, the hall was still illuminated by the night pearls, and countless doors were closed, I don't know where it leads.

Mo Ling strolled to the upper floor, he didn't dare to fly indiscriminately here, in this kind of place, there must be countless organs, since the stone gate can block Mo Ling, then the organs and things must also be able to hurt Mo Ling, Mo Ling does not dare to hold it up.

Standing on the upper floor, looking down, the room was just a very simple circular decoration, and there was no trace of any formation, Mo Ling was a little hesitant, not knowing how to find the real door, he could only walk through door by door, hoping to find clues, but each door was almost identical, and there was no gain in a circle.

Mo Ling thought about it, and suddenly took out the Fengshen Record, since he didn't find any traces of breakthrough in a circle, then he could only hope for this infinite Fengshen Record to see if he could find something.

Mo Ling held the Fengshenlu and walked up again, the Fengshenlu did not change at first, but slowly, Mo Ling suddenly found that when he walked somewhere, the Fengshenlu lit up faintly, Mo Ling was instantly overjoyed, he hurriedly retreated, and the Fengshenlu really lit up again.

Although the light of Fengshenlu was not obvious, he continued to emit light steadily, Mo Ling knew that this was the exit of success, and was about to push the door in, but suddenly stopped.

Mo Ling looked at the countless doors of this hall, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes:

"I held the Divine Record, and I had only walked less than a tenth of the way before there was a light, maybe because I was lucky, but..."

Mo Ling suddenly raised his head and looked at the dense gates, there seemed to be a different kind of world waiting for him behind each door, and his tone was slightly excited:

"However, it is also possible that there is more than one qualified passage here, more than one !!"

Mo Ling's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the footsteps he had stopped slowly walked again, and then faster and faster, he kept passing through the dense door, his eyes fixed on the Fengshen Lu in his hand.

One, two, three、...

Mo Ling's speed became faster and faster, and there were more and more doors passing by, and finally, Feng Shenlu suddenly lit up again, and this time, the light was greater than the light of the first door!

Mo Ling could not suppress the joy in his heart, although he didn't know what would be behind the door, but as a dragon tomb, he would definitely not put some useless ornaments, Mo Ling did not stop, and vowed to finish every door, and the Fengshenlu continued to brighten, emitting a light and dark brilliance.

But Mo Ling didn't stop at these bright lights, he still ran wildly, until, the Fengshen List was windless and automatic, and the bright moon suddenly appeared.

Mo Ling, stopped.