Chapter 232: The Mural

I calmed down and pulled out the Seven Star Life Lamp again.

It is said that in the Seven Stars Life-Sustaining Lamp, there is a secret of the tomb of Wuhou, but where is this secret hidden?

I rubbed the bronze runes on the top, which were inscribed with cumbersome patterns, and the position of the lampstand was extinguished, and there were sunflower markings in it.

The whole seven-star lamp weighed very heavily, and it made a muffled sound when it was beaten, so that there was no hollow mechanism.

I tried to close my eyes and concentrate and pour spiritual power into it.

The spiritual power of my left and right hands slowly penetrated through the two lamps, and I felt that in the depths of the wick, there seemed to be an energy that had been imprisoned for a long time.

Under the invasion of spiritual power, the energy was quickly released, turning into an incomparably sharp awl and burrowing into my sea of consciousness.

I didn't have the slightest ability to resist, and suddenly a strange image flooded my brain.

The huge and magnificent scene of the Lingshan Mountain, the fairy mist and the spiritual music resounding in unison, made me feel inexplicable awe from the bottom of my heart!

The vision lasted for about thirty seconds, and the image suddenly took on the appearance of a map.

The map is densely packed, with a small red dot lit up in the center.

It took about thirty seconds for the map to appear, and all illusions disappeared completely, and I vaguely realized that the thirty seconds of the picture that appeared just now should be the burial place of the third seven-star life-sustaining lamp!

Damn, I've only been watching for thirty seconds!

I hurriedly slapped the bookcase, pulled out a roll of rice paper from it, grabbed the cinnabar and sprinkled it into the bathtub, and dipped the brush in the cinnabar with a wave.

With instant memory, I drew a rough outline of the map and marked the red dot in the center.

Whew, fortunately, I have read through the Taoist collection since I was a child, and I have an excellent memory.

Otherwise, with those thirty seconds, you can remember a fart!

I carefully lifted the rice paper and put it in the sunroom on the balcony to dry.

Unexpectedly, when the two seven-star life-sustaining lamps were put together, they could find the whereabouts of the third lamp.

That way, the rest is much easier to find.

In the last thirty seconds, the map displayed is the location of the seven-star life-sustaining lamp, but what about the first thirty seconds?

I once watched the scene of Fusang becoming an immortal, and the first thirty seconds of the picture can be sure that it is undoubtedly the fairy world.

A bold idea came to my mind, could it ...... The tomb of Wuhou can connect to the fairy world!?

If this is the case, finding the tomb of Wuhou means that you can go to the fairy world and meet Fusang!

I barely calmed down, took out the dried map from the sun room, and prepared to go to find Zhao Mengfu.

This geographical map dates back thousands of years. In the past thousand years, the landscape of mountains and rivers has changed a long time ago.

What I sketched was just a sketch, and it was very difficult for me to find the exact location through the comparison of terrain.

Zhao Mengfu has been very delicate during this time, and there should be a way to hand it over to her.

I jumped down from the balcony on the second floor, and my body landed steadily, this kind of body is light, like a fairy, it is a fairy Taoist priest.

Sun Mingjin, who had fully recovered physically, was standing on a pile in the courtyard to practice.

When he saw me, his eyes were full of surprise, "Big brother, your skills have improved again!?"

"Whew, I've finally been promoted to the next level."

I clenched my fists and felt the surging spiritual power in my body, "In the future, if we meet a strong person like Jie Chenzi again, we may not be able to fight, at least it's okay to run."

"By the way, what about Zhao Mengfu?"

Sun Mingjin pointed to the entrance of the basement, "She has been in there since last night."

The basement door was locked, and I pinched the metal spell to change the lock structure and push the door inside.

There were three steel doors in the basement, and when I opened them with a metal spell, the scene inside was much more than I had ever expected.

The basement is about 1,000 square meters, and the wall compartments in it are made of tempered glass, and there are vents on all sides.

There are all kinds of medicinal herbs, treasures and antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and the most common gold and silver are melted into strips and placed neatly

on the shelf.

I tentatively shouted, "Zhao Mengfu!"

In a pit at the end of the basement, her somewhat alarmed voice rang out, "How did you get in!?"

She struggled to crawl out of the hole, looking at me with a wary look in her eyes.

I couldn't help but be disdainful, "Stingy, I don't rob you of your stuff."

Zhao Meng was embarrassed when he floated, and coughed dryly twice and said, "You killed Mrs. Worm, and it stands to reason that it should be distributed to you."

"But...... You are all men who do great things, and do not cling to mundane treasures, and I have forgotten to tell you this."

"I've said it all, I don't want it."

I handed the map to Zhao Mengfu, "Help me find this place, the faster the better."

Zhao Mengfu unfolded the map and couldn't help frowning, "What are you drawing?" Grudging...... I can see it's a map."

"It just so happens that I know some geography experts, and I can help you research it, and you can find it in about ten days and eight days."

"Over to you."

I turned around to go out, but Zhao Mengfu suddenly grabbed my arm, "Hey, don't be in a hurry to go."

"I'll do you a favor, and you'll have to do me a favor."

Zhao Mengfu dragged me inside, reached the end of the basement, and jumped to the second floor. ap.

Compared with the clean and bright of the first floor, the second floor is much more gloomy, with only a few small lights on the walls, and the green light makes the small house of less than 50 square meters even more oppressive.

There was nothing in the room, except for the frescoes on the walls facing north and south, which had been broken and then put together.

Zhao Mengfu picked up the flashlight to turn it on, and I hurriedly pressed her arm.

"Don't let direct sunlight reach the mural, or the handwriting inside will fade!"

"Didn't you notice that Lady Worm is burning a whale lamp on the wall, and what is gathered in it is the yin power, not the yang energy of ordinary light."

But whatever shines is the sun, even if it is electricity.

"Yin light" nourishes yin things, such as night pearls, corpse oil lamps, and so on.

I pointed to the mural opposite, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing was hewn from a tomb or an ancestral hall."

"The lines on the murals and the paint on the paintings are all remnants of the yin power and the aura of incense, and they will become blurry when you shine a lamp a few times."

Zhao Mengfu suddenly realized, "No wonder, I have studied the murals a few times recently, and the colors on them are getting lighter and lighter."

I pinched the spell, and two Qingming spells covered Zhao Mengfu's eyes, "Okay, now you can see clearly."

Qingming mantra, you can see the night as day.

I looked at the mantra and looked closer.

The lines of the mural seem to be rough, but the actual characters' demeanor and movements are depicted in detail, and every move is vivid.