Everyone's cold hairs stood up, and the jade in the cuffs instantly appeared in Long Tiansheng's hand.

Jiang Xian, who was next to him, also took out the white lotus lamp filled with lamp oil at the same time, and the lighter was pressed instantly, and then the lamp was about to be lit. Just before the flame touched the lamp oil, his hand paused, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the golden silkworm hanging from it.

Lin Ruoxue on the side, Chen Shiyun also noticed the difference, the arched body slowly lifted, and the tense muscles relaxed slightly,

His gaze swept over this worm-like hall, and Chen Shiyun said slowly: "They...... Doesn't seem to be alive? ”

Lu Tianyuan gave Xue Rong a look, Xue Rong immediately raised his hand, and a bullet shot out in an instant.

With the sound of gunshots, a hanging silk thread in front of it fell directly, and the golden insect body smashed to the ground, making an extremely subtle sound. A breeze blew from behind him, and countless hanging insect bodies trembled slightly, like tens of millions of golden wind chimes.

"Hoo ......"

Everyone exhaled slowly, and their half-hung hearts were relaxed.

They took a step into the main hall.

The main hall is open and spacious, and the ground is paved with neat bluestones, which are still smooth even after thousands of years of wear. The surrounding walls are stacked with layers of masonry, and these neat squares of masonry have different textures on them, forming one mural after another.

These murals are very different from the previous ones, there are no specific monsters and monsters, or thunder and lightning streak across the sky, or the vast fields are torn apart, or the roaring eruption of raging mountain torrents......

The cracking of mountains, the sweep of floods, the invasion of fires......

The cruel and irresistible natural disasters of nature are fully revealed in this picture, and among these disasters, there are faint small destroyed figures, which seem to be helpless struggles in the natural disasters.

On the roof of the shed in the center of the main hall, a strand of silk thread hung down half a meter from above, and at the bottom of the silk thread, it was no longer those hanging insect bodies, but a flower.

A lotus flower carved from jade.

The glow spread from above, and it was the pale light that made everyone squint their eyes as they entered.

Lu Tianyuan and the others looked at the lotus, and then their eyes shifted to Long Tiansheng.

"What do you see me doing?" Seeing this, Long Tiansheng didn't hide it, and the irregular jade stone was thrown up in his hand: "Shouldn't you have guessed it?" If there were no such things, where would people be able to break into the shadow cellar today? ”

"The dragon ball jade on the first and second layers, the white lotus lamp in the hand surnamed Jiang, and my jade and the lotus flower on it should all be of the same material." He looked at the crowd, and his gaze swept over the hanging corpses of the golden silkworms: "And this material has a deterrent or irritating ...... to the creatures below."

"If you accidentally use it wrong and stimulate those monsters, hehe......"

The last laugh was long, and everyone couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts when they recalled the scenes that might have occurred after the ferocious monsters were stimulated.

"However, there is something strange about the lotus here......"

He looked at it, his eyes narrowed slightly: "From beginning to end, the arrangement of this shadow cellar does not reflect the worship of lotus flowers and the meaning of lotus flowers, but this is the third layer, which is gradually approaching the core of the shadow cellar, but suddenly a lotus flower ...... This is not normal. ”

The credit knife man looked at Long Tiansheng with his eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, this is indeed abnormal." ”

"If Rong Wu and they have the worship of lotus flowers, at least the first few layers will reveal some talents, and it shouldn't be all dragons and beasts, as well as the maps of those giants."

"So......" Chen Shiyun thoughtfully: "The lotus ...... here"

"Was it replaced by someone later?"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the top, Lin Ruoxue said thoughtfully: "Both Buddhism and Taoism respect the lotus, and in this layer, there are many traces of Mengyuan, if they arrive here, the lotus on it is likely to be made by them." ”

Jiang Xian nodded, and his gaze fell on the hanging golden silkworms again: "Those golden silkworms themselves are very afraid of this kind of jade, and now there is not a single living golden silkworm here, but there are so many corpses hanging here. ”

"Obviously, this was the nest of those golden silkworms back then."

"It was only after the lotus flowers were placed in later generations that those golden silkworms were allowed to leave here."

As he spoke, he looked ahead and walked slowly to the innermost wall.

The murals on the wall are very clear, wind and rain, thunder and lightning converge, fire soaring, turbid waves are monstrous...... It seemed that all the natural calamities in the world were revealed here, and on the pillar next to this mural, a small line of text fell into his eyes.

Lin Ruoxue followed and walked over, and saw that the pupils of the text shrank suddenly.

Although the text is only a short line, it has already set off a monstrous wave in her heart.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Xian turned his head to look at Lin Ruoxue: "What did you say above?" ”

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ruoxue looked at this line of Ba Si Pa Wen, and said slowly: "Yang Lian Zhenjia has a private path to immortality, and he should be killed." The white lotus lantern should be passed down from generation to generation by the golden family and be in charge of the emperor. The payment is—"

"It's only a pound of Timur."

"And what is written below this is that if the descendants accidentally lose the white lotus lamp, they hope that the ancestors will forgive their sins."

"The payment is - the child is only a pound and a till timur."

Jiang Xian sighed: "As expected, Yang Lian Zhenjia's whereabouts were still exposed, and he was finally obtained by Emperor Mengyuan." ”

"But it doesn't matter." Lin Ruoxue continued to stare at the words on the rock wall, and turned to look at Jiang Xian: "Do you remember the lifespan of Emperor Mengyuan?" ”

"Of course......" As soon as Jiang Xian's words came out, the whole person was suddenly stunned.

Xue Rong in the rear saw it and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Jiang, what's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing ......" he took a deep breath: "I just thought of a situation, the Yuan Dynasty was only established and fell for a total of more than ninety years. Except for the first emperor Kublai Khan, who reigned for 27 years, and the last emperor, Tieguo, who reigned for 36 years, the other nine emperors were divided into 37 years......"

"Iron pot?" Gu Mingrui was stunned: "That's ......"

"It's Emperor Yuan Shun and Timur." Chen Shiyun explained: "His name translates to iron pot according to Mongolian. ”

"Of course, it doesn't matter if the iron pot is broken now, the key is ......" His eyes narrowed slightly: "The nine emperors of Mongolia reigned for a total of thirty-seven years, and if I remember correctly, these emperors have lived a long life span of forty." ”

"This kind of life expectancy belongs to the high-risk group among the emperors."

"It has always been said that the Mongol emperor had a short life because of prostitution and promiscuity." Jiang Xian looked at the words on it, and then looked back at the hanging lotus: "But the last emperor iron pot is extremely debaucherous, but he lived to be more than fifty years old. ”

"And the only difference between him and the rest of the emperors is ......"

"He lost the White Lotus Lamp!"

Everyone's pupils suddenly contracted, and an incredible thought crept out of their hearts.

"Kublai Khan didn't touch the white lotus lamp, the iron pot lost the white lotus lamp, and the two of them were the longest-lived emperors of the Mengyuan Dynasty......" The man looked at the text on the wall in disbelief: "It says that the emperor keeps the white lotus lamp......"

"Could it be that their deaths are all because of this white lotus lamp!?"

"It's a possibility."

Jiang Xian suppressed the shock in his heart and said calmly: "Since the White Lotus Lantern left the Heavenly Master's Mansion, there have been Mao Ziyuan, Ba Sipa, Yang Lian Zhenjia, Emperor Mengyuan, Ning Wang Yimai, Wang Yangming, Yongzheng ...... for a long time."

"These people who are known, except for Mao Ziyuan and Ning Wang, all of them have a very short lifespan."

"Moreover, Mao Ziyuan also put the white lotus lamp in its original position most of the time."

"It's hard to say it's a coincidence, right?"

The tide was churning in everyone's hearts, and Long Tiansheng watched the jade in his hand change color, if the white lotus lamp would make people die violently, then what about this jade?

The pace of Yamamoto and the others couldn't help but slowly push back, and the expression of looking at the white lotus lamp in Jiang Xian's hand also changed, originally thinking that it was the key to immortality, but now it seems that it is the hook and lock that kills the order!

Long Tiansheng's mood instantly converged, and he muttered, "No wonder...... It is no wonder that Wang Yangming, a Confucian saint, died in his fifties when he could whistle for several miles. With his practice, it is not difficult to live to nearly 100. If the white lotus lamp itself will damage the life span of people who have been exposed to it for a long time, then it makes sense. ”

"In this case, Yang Lian Zhenjia's so-called corpse poison is likely to be the effect of the White Lotus Lamp."

Lin Ruoxue grabbed Jiang Xian's shirt worriedly and looked at the white lotus lamp in his hand.

Jiang Xian patted her shoulder comfortingly, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, according to the inference, only people who have been in contact for a long time will have problems." Otherwise, shouldn't the string of people in the Heavenly Master's Mansion who have lived through the ancient years have passed away a long time ago? ”

Although she said this, Lin Ruoxue was still inevitably worried in her heart, and she glanced at Jiang Xian: "I don't want you to let me continue to wait not long after you lift ......the curse."

"Rest assured." Jiang Xian smiled, his eyes moved to the white lotus lamp in his hand, and said in a low voice: "What kind of person have I eaten." ”

"Ahem." The man with the knife on credit coughed lightly not far away: "Miss Lin, Mr. Jiang, the most important thing for us now is to find the passage to go down...... You two ......"

Jiang Xian's expression was straight, and he looked at everyone and said, "Don't worry, I have found some clues." ”

"Look at these murals." He turned his head and pointed around: "Everything is a natural calamity, and the previous two floors are completely different from here. ”

"And the owner of the shadow cellar, 'Pan', is a person who thinks he is a god, and he has even laid down the crape myrtle wall, thinking that he is the crape myrtle emperor star, and he is in charge of the stars......

Long Tiansheng's eyes suddenly froze: "The murals on the first layer are humans, and the murals on the second layer are beasts, the nine sons of the dragon, and this is a natural disaster...... If you look at the arms of the star array before him, this order clearly means that he controls people, controls fierce beasts, and ......"

"Take control of the Scourge!"