Chapter 60: The Temple of Life and Death

In Chixia Peak, the mouth of a cave under the cover of overgrown weeds winds its way to the interior.

In this cave, there are constantly some black-clothed people pushing wheelbarrows full of rubble out of it, pouring out the rubble and then pushing the empty cart into the cave to carry it, and so on and so forth.

As a bombardment sounded in the depths of the cave, a passage that was originally blocked by a large stone instantly broke a big hole, and a man in black coughed and got up from the corner and walked up.

He reached out and glanced at the dust raised around him, and after making sure that the passage was safe from collapsing, he picked up the torch on the wall and tentatively entered the narrow entrance, revealing that it was a completely different world inside the cave.

Colorful stalactites are arranged in the headspace, and there are special openings on the top of the mountain that allow light to pass in, even without torches.

Those stalactites are hung with crystal clear water droplets, which flicker and dim with the refraction of light, as if the sky is full of colorful starry sky, which makes people feel intoxicated by it.

After a whole month of hard work, he finally saw this world with a cave, the man in black amazed on the spot for a long time, and then hurriedly came back to his senses, he couldn't wait to run out and shout: "It's through, I've found the entrance!"

Hearing this, the Wolf King Evil Wind led a group of men and horses from another passage, and everyone was amazed by the scenery around them, but Evil Wind only focused on the idol in the clearing in the distance.

As he walked some way, he gradually revealed a long, narrow ravine that was bottomless, but there was a single-plank bridge over it, and although the bridge looked crumbling and dusty, it was still strong to step on.

After the group successfully crossed the wooden bridge, their eyes focused on the statue standing in the center of the cave, and several of the black-clothed men circled around the flying statue.

One man, who seemed to recognize the identity of the idol, muttered in a low voice, "This idol looks familiar...... Isn't this the statue of the god of Ceres, Yaoguang, how can there be a statue of the god of Ceres in such a place?"

Just when everyone was puzzled, a voice rose out of nowhere, echoing in all directions.

"You don't know how to live or die to find the artifact, you ordinary people really don't know the height of the sky, and you want to take away the things of my heavenly realm, and you don't ask me if this palace of life and death agrees!"

Everyone thought that the source of the voice came from the statue, and they looked at it carefully, this unique and peerless face, this extremely talented and soft figure, and determined that there was no one else in the world except her Yaoguang.

After Evil Wind observed it carefully, an evil smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if with a mocking tone, he said slowly: "I don't know when this Heavenly Realm Supreme Beauty Ceres God will become a guardian to guard the twelve artifacts?"

The person hiding in the shadows paused obviously when he heard this, and a trace of grief suddenly flashed in his stunned eyes, but he quickly came back to his senses and said angrily: "Who am I, what do I want to do, what do you have to do with you?

The palace of life and death, the palace of life and death, entering is death, and leaving is life.

The reason why it is called the Temple of Life and Death is that it is rumored that there is an artifact placed here, that is, it can make fate turn and bring people back to life - Yin and Yang Plate!

The surrounding walls began to change slowly, and after they collapsed and fell, after staggered rotation, several gatekeepers gradually formed a circle around them, which was a life and death array that made people fear and tremble when they saw it.

"The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, long-term resentment, unwanted, and unable to let go.

So there are a total of eight doors corresponding to this door, and the method of passing the customs is also very simple: enter the door of death, and exit the door of life, as long as you can enter through the door of death, and then find the door of life and come out, then you will not only be able to live safe and sound, I will also unconditionally present the artifact with both hands.

But if you don't, you'll be trapped inside forever, never to come out again!"

Before they broke through the door, a few people in black began to retreat, they panicked around looking for the exit, but found that there was no way out except for the eight gates, and for a while the unknown fear and panic made these black-clothed people panic.

The guards behind Evil Wind didn't think so, and he said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you choose a door to enter?"

There was a really timid man in black who immediately knelt down with a plop, and he pleaded bitterly with a full face: "Lord Wang, there are still old mothers, wives and children in the subordinate family, if ...... If I have three long and two short, they ......"

Before the kneeling man in black finished speaking, the guard drew his sword and quickly picked up the knife and left, and in an instant, blood splattered on the spot, and the head fell to the ground and rolled three times.

"Let me go in, whoever dares to retreat will die the same!"

After this performance, even if the other men in black wanted to retreat, they closed their mouths and didn't dare to speak, so they could only step forward tremblingly, plucking up the courage to choose a door each.

When the group of black-clothed people walked into the door, the eight doors gradually rose in the air and transformed into a scene inside, strangely, it can be seen from the real-time scene: when these black-clothed people turned around, they found that the word 'death' was written on the door they entered.

In other words, those who enter are all dead doors.

"I am willing to follow His Highness and go to the soup and fire!"

After the guard finished speaking, he resolutely followed Evil Wind into a door.

Even if three or two people chose to enter the same door, when they walked in, they found that they were at a loss, only alone.

There is nothing but silence around them, and there is no end in sight.

"It's just an illusion, so what's the fear?"

After the cold snort of the evil wind, the heavy clouds and mist gradually dissipated, and then a picturesque scenery of mountains and rivers appeared, and then a soft voice sounded from behind him.

"Brother Feng, you're finally back!"

This familiar call has been lingering countless times in dreams and memories, and the evil wind suddenly turned back to see that the lovely man standing in the distance was his wife who had dreamed back countless days and nights-Qian Qian.

He couldn't wait to run up and hug Qian Qian into his arms, this familiar touch, this hearty laughter, everything seemed so real.

"You're crazy, let me down, watch out for the kid!"

After pouting in anger, the evil wind quickly put her down and reached out to touch the bulging abdomen.

He cautiously crouched down and pressed his head to it, and could clearly feel the sound of his heartbeat coming from inside.

Plop, plop, a fresh life is in it at this time, want to come out to see this new world!

At the same time, the desires of the other men in black are aroused, and the beauty they covet, the wealth they desire, and the supreme power they aspire to all hook them into a fictional world.

The guardian appeared, a graceful white-haired man, who looked at the Ceres statue with an infatuated expression, his eyes full of pity and love.

After a long time, he muttered to himself: "It is said that life is created by oneself, and the phase is born from the heart, and everything in the world is incarnated, and the heart does not move, and everything does not change, and the heart does not change, and everything does not change."

But people's hearts are made of flesh and blood, even if they are immortal bodies beyond the Three Realms, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be moved by desire.

Yaoguang, I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, are you okay?"