Chapter 140: Secret Passages Lead to Historic Sites, Painting Souls for a Hundred Years of Resentment
This cave is not small, with a width of nearly 100 meters, but when 5,000 government soldiers entered, plus a war horse, it suddenly seemed a little crowded.
The front is dark and deep, and there are traces of knives and axes on the surrounding stone walls, with a slight slope, and I don't know where it leads, only a faint white mist diffuses out.
Unknown land, of course, wary.
The Xuanwu army set up a shield array to defend, and the Suzaku army set up bows and arrows in the back to guard against possible threats.
At the rear of the line.
Torches crackled and burned, and the light in the cavern flickered.
"What are you?"
As Wang Xuan asked, he suddenly looked at the head on the ground.
The outer sergeants didn't care, after all, they had seen a lot of demons and monsters in the past six months, but the worshippers had solemn faces and curiosity in their eyes.
This demon girl has three blue eyes, and only her head can survive.
Never heard of such an evil thing.
Madam Bai's face was a little uncomfortable, "What if I don't say it?" ”
Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he found that the government army was very vigilant.
She could feel that Wang Xuan's main general behind him was rolling around, and he could suppress himself at any time, and the female crown next to her was also holding an evil charm, her eyes were full of killing intent.
Wang Xuan's eyes were calm, "Simple, kill immediately!" ”
The corners of Madame Bai's eyes twitched, as if she was enduring great pain, and seeing that everyone's killing intent was getting stronger and stronger, she finally said helplessly: "Okay, it's just that my origin is a little complicated, if I don't find the attachment quickly, it will disappear in three moments." ”
"And it's not safe here, keep walking along this hole, and I'll tell you the truth when I get there."
"Okay, deal!"
Wang Xuan was thoughtful in his eyes, and he didn't talk nonsense, he stepped forward and grabbed his hair and carried the three-eyed beauty's head, and then nodded slightly to the side.
This thing is really weird, and it must be suppressed by the Lord at all times.
Madame Bai was carried around, her face was ugly, but she didn't dare to say more.
Liu Shun immediately clenched his fists, then turned around and ordered:
"Defend forward, watch your surroundings!"
"The Soshan Army will explore the way first and investigate whether there are traps!"
"The auxiliaries take care of the war horses..."
At the sound of the order, the army immediately moved forward slowly.
Guo Luquan jumped out, and the paper figures flew into the depths of the cave wrapped in the yin wind to explore the way, and the old man Yang and his apprentices who held the treasure staggered knocked on the stone wall with iron thorns to find out if there was a mechanism.
Mo Yunxiao guarded with a horizontal gun, and the hounds sniffed around.
Everything seems to be in order.
The soldiers and worshippers didn't care, these were daily training.
According to the different terrain conditions, Wang Xuan made a lot of marching rules, and the veterans were teaching on weekdays, so they could automatically obey them without orders.
The white lady who was carried by him was a little surprised, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes, and then she closed her mouth and was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.
……
To everyone's surprise, the cave did not go deep into the ground, but went up a ramp to a cave hall and then went up sharply.
There were a lot of dry corpses lying along the way, which were covered by dust and could not be distinguished, as well as a lot of scattered carriage luggage, rusty knives and arrows, and a mess after the chaos.
"My lord, it's an escape route..."
Guo Luquan had put away the paper figure and returned to the formation, and whispered to Wang Xuan: "There is no mechanism, and there is no yin ghost, it looks like it has been searched by someone a long time ago." ”
Wang Xuan nodded, thoughtful.
It seems that the collapse of the Hidden Mountain Sect has hidden a lot of inside information, but after the changes of the years, it has become a murderous place, and I am afraid that the original people have long forgotten it.
When the Great Wei collapsed, the mountains and rivers were full of smoke, and I don't know how many of them were like this.
After about a pillar of incense, there was finally fresh air and the sound of wind ahead.
The entrance to the cave was unobstructed, and when it came out, it was an ancient hall, but it had long since lost its roof, and it was surrounded by ruins and broken walls, overgrown with weeds, and scattered with a lot of charred black giant trees and rusty swords.
The soldiers of the Soshan Army swooped up the surrounding walls, drew their bows and observed intently, and were suddenly surprised to find that they had come to the central hill of the ancient battlefield.
Looking around, you can see a murderous corpse slowly wandering in the ruins of the ancient battlefield, sometimes the wind is howling, and there are Yin soldiers crossing the border, murderous aura, but it seems that they can't be seen at all.
"The Hidden Mountain Sect..."
Wang Xuan had already guessed in his heart, picked up the three-eyed beauty in his hand and said in a deep voice: "You are not a simple evil thing, the matter has come to this point, it is better to make it clear as soon as possible, the official's patience is limited." ”
Madame Bai's eyes were cloudy, and then she glanced at the back of the main hall, "There is a stone statue there, and there is a painting on the back, you can take it out..."
Wang Xuan nodded and led everyone to the apse.
I saw a huge stone sculpture lying horizontally among the weeds, although the arms and limbs were broken, but it could be vaguely seen that it was a bewitching mountain ghost, with a graceful body, a leopard tail and sharp claws, and some similarities with Madame Bai between the eyebrows.
Guo Shouqing looked at the collapsed incense burner on one side, his eyes were shocked, "It's the Divine Sealing Technique!" ”
Her expression instantly became solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "Captain Wang, the matter is very important, please let the sergeants disperse, there are some things, the fewer people who know, the better." ”
Wang Xuan's face was calm, and he nodded slightly at Mo Huaixian.
"Spread out, camp on the spot, and search the surroundings!"
Mo Huai comprehended it and immediately commanded the soldiers to search for the ruins.
They are all human spirits, and the matter of sealing the gods affects the fortunes of Dayan and the country, and the small body of the Yongan Military Mansion is better to stay away.
The apse soon quieted down, Guo Shouqing lit a talisman first, and after looking around with a light in his eyes, he looked at Madame Bai's head and said in a deep voice: "The Hidden Mountain Sect actually secretly worships mountain ghosts, but this place has been abandoned for hundreds of years, if you are a mountain god, how can you keep your soul immortal?" ”
Madame Bai looked at Guo Shouqing, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "You know a lot, but I guessed wrong, I'm not a mountain ghost, just take out the painting and know." ”
Guo Shouqing's eyes froze, and he came to the back wall of the mountain ghost stone statue, first knocked a few times, and then struck with a palm, and suddenly the gravel was splashed, and a long dark grid appeared.
There was a sandalwood box inside, engraved with all kinds of charms, and after such a long time, it was still smooth and smooth, without a trace of decay.
"Lightning strikes the sycamore..."
Guo Shouqing frowned slightly, opened the wooden box and took out a painting scroll.
Slowly spread out, I saw that the painting was a woman in white, leisurely stroking the piano on the boulder under the tree, the falling flowers were colorful, and the temperament was gentle and moving, and it was very similar to the appearance of the three-eyed banshee.
Wang Xuan and Guo Shouqing looked at each other, completely confused.
"Hee-hee..."
I saw that between the eyebrows of the three-eyed banshee, a stream of yin qi suddenly shot out and fell into the painting, and then the whole painting immediately became agile and extraordinary.
Wang Xuan had the illusion that the woman in the painting actually looked up and smiled at him.
"It's soul painting!"
Guo Shouqing frowned slightly, and said to Wang Xuan in a deep voice: "This is the secret technique of the painter's sect, which can seal the yin soul in the painting, use it as the righteous way to seal the demon, and use it as the evil way, which can drive the painting soul to harm people's lives..."
As he was talking, the picture scroll suddenly buzzed and vibrate, the yin and white mist dispersed, and the woman in white in the painting floated out, looking at the two of them, she first sighed, and then shook her head and said: "All calculations are empty, I only have a wisp of essence and yin soul left, what do you have, just ask." ”
Wang Xuan's eyes froze, "Who are you?" ”
He could feel that after this banshee entered the portrait, the aura of her whole body suddenly weakened a lot, although the divine soul was still strong, but without a body, whether it was him or Guo Shouqing, it could be easily killed.
The woman in white looked around the hall, and a hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
"My origin is bizarre."
"Many years ago, I was originally a demon in the mountains, because of my perennial cultivation, I occasionally helped the disciples of the Hidden Mountain Sect in distress, and after my death, I was offered by them as a mountain god, suppressed the sect's great array, and gradually diluted my soul by the incense."
"The last suzerain entered the court and took the woman of the Bai family as his wife, the husband and wife were affectionate, and the sect was prosperous, which was also a temporary scenery. However, his wife's cultivation went crazy, and after his death, the sect master was crazy and thoughtful, so he moved his evil heart, and secretly asked the painter to perform the soul painting technique, collect the remnant soul of his wife, and hide it in the statue, wanting to make up for the missing soul by sealing the divine technique..."
"What nonsense!"
Guo Shouqing frowned when he heard this, "The way of the divine soul contains the mysteries of heaven and earth, even if you cultivate the earth immortal, you can't escape life and death, and I have never heard of someone who can resurrect the remnant soul." ”
The woman in white smiled slightly, ignored it, and continued to speak.
"When I woke up, there was already chaos outside, and the sound of killing shook the sky, but unfortunately the spirit was still weak, and I only dared to hide in secret, and after another two hundred years, this ancient battlefield was formed. Although it is safe to stay here, but after all, it can't escape the thunder blow, and in order to save his life, he has to stay away and seek a way to live. ”
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Wang Xuan, the corners of his mouth were full of strange smiles,
"I am the essence of painting souls, I have some memories of Madame Bai, and some memories of mountain ghosts, but I am not them, you say, what am I?"
Listening to the bizarre origin of the painting soul spirit, Wang Xuan and Guo Shouqing were shocked.
After a while, Guo Shouqing shook his head slightly, "We mortals, even if we cultivate to become earth immortals, we are just a mayfly between heaven and earth, then we can see all the mysteries of this world, and your origin is also extraordinary..."
After that, he said with a solemn look in his eyes: "It doesn't matter, let me ask you, do you know the art of sealing the mountain god?" ”
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