As the two of them looked at the murals and interpreted them, the heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the temple became stronger and stronger.

Not only the coercion in the environment, but also the shock from the heart.

Ning Shu silently looked at the murals in front of him that were illuminated by the firelight, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, especially the earth-destroying battle between those gods and demons, which directly hit his perception heaven and earth through the stone wall.

Being able to record these in the temple, Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin's inference about this temple was once again much higher.

And the so-called inheritance here, which can be juxtaposed with these, will naturally not be mortal.

But although the treasure is good, you have to have a life to get it.

Although the sword qi on the mural is only scribbled a few strokes, you can still feel the infinite killing intent in it, a painting can have such a might, so what kind of scene should a real person use a sword?

Now that the world is peaceful and prosperous, there has not been such an earth-shattering war between heaven and earth for a long time.

Xu Yuanxin was about to answer Ning Shu's question, but unexpectedly, a voice came from the darkness behind him.

......

......

"A person who uses a sword is naturally a sword cultivator. ”

Because their attention was on the stone wall paintings, they turned their backs to the darkness and could not see the true face of the speaker, but judging by their voices, they should not be very old.

And the voice replied that it was a very nonsense nonsense.

But in such an environment, the appearance of such a sound, even the simple sound of inhalation can make people tremble.

Not to mention that this is the desolate world thousands of years ago, and a young voice appeared, which was extremely illogical.

Imagine that in the middle of the night at home, someone suddenly whispers in the closet, how can it not make people afraid?

On top of that, neither of them even noticed that anyone was near them, which was a very dangerous thing for the monk.

The long stone staircase is large and empty, and there is nothing to obstruct the view except for the torches and simple frescoes.

Quiet and lonely.

So much so that when this answer sounded, it instantly entered the hearts of the two.

If you don't pay attention to the content of his answer, you will find that the voice is very clear, without much fluctuation in tone, as if it is a very calm statement of a fact, without any emotion.

It is precisely because of this kind of fact-like statement, if it is placed on other people, Ning Shu may feel that it is a nonsense, but from this voice, Ning Shu feels that what he said is very right and reasonable, and that's it.

The person who wields a sword is a sword cultivator.

It has the implication that the eggs are taken out of the hen's nest.

But this temple, which has existed for tens of millions of years, and may even be untamed by no one, should be abandoned for a long time, according to Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin's speculation, even if there is really any danger here, it should be some kind of curse or prohibition, even if there are living beings, it should be in a state of dying old age, where would you think that such a voice would suddenly appear.

The two of them didn't turn around, their brains went blank, just two or three breaths, as if it had been incomparably long.

Ning Shu ended the silence with the fastest reaction, still did not turn around, but took a step back, blocking his back in front of Xu Yuanxin's back, and then blocked the sword backhand.

This is the safest option in a dangerous situation, because they don't know where the danger is, even if there is a sound, but there is a high probability that the two will turn around and not see anything.

This is true of most of the ghost stories in the mouths of the elderly.

But reality often doesn't follow the plot of the story.

A ray of light slowly spread to the feet of the two of them, illuminating the blue-black ground brightly.

Ning Shu had the feeling of being caught stealing melons in the farmland next door when he was a child.

"Are you two here to worship the true God?"

The words are still plain, and there is no malice, but there is a divinity in them.

Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin turned around, and only then did they see a person standing not far in front of them.

The man was not very old, his hair was tied up in a bun on the top of his head, covered by a crown, his face was not handsome, but there was a temperament in it, his eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were at just the right angle, and he smiled kindly.

This person was wearing a light blue wide robe, which was somewhat similar to the robe that Mu Qing'er said to be wearing that day, but it looked heavier.

And the light that appeared around Ning Shu was emanating from the lamp in the hand of this person.

This person was very quiet, and after speaking, he stopped talking, as if waiting for a response from Ning Shu and the others.

Ning Shu didn't think there was anything special about this person at first glance, but as time went by, he felt more and more that this person was unreal, and some of them were too perfect.

It's not the kind of perfection in the exquisite appearance of Lu Xingyi, the prince of the demon clan, but the perfection of the whole person from head to toe without any flaws.

It's like ...... The idol on the altar walked down alive.

As soon as he appeared, the originally dimly lit stone steps became clear.

It's weird everywhere, but I can't tell where it's weird.

Ning Shu's hand holding the sword tightened, because Xu Yuanxin told him that she couldn't see through this young man's cultivation and true body.

Even Xu Yuanxin's cultivation couldn't see through, and Ning Shu had reason to suspect that this person was the master of the temple.

"Who are you?"

Ning Shu looked at him vigilantly and asked.

This is the site of thousands of years ago, and it is really unimaginable that a young man who suddenly appeared alive and could not see through, if he really lived from the flood period to the present, wouldn't it be ...... Phoenix?

You must know that what the Immortal Dao Monk has been pursuing is immortality.

"Me?" the man replied with a smile, "I am a priest here, and you may call me deer blood." ”

When Lu Blood said these words, there was no movement up and down his body, and even the lamp in his hand did not shake at all, if he hadn't seen his lips open and close, Ning Shu would really be a statue.

It's just that it's not normal for a living person or a statue to be still.

"Since the two of you were able to cross the weak water to get here, you must be destined to be a person, and you should be qualified to meet the gods, please come with me. ”

After Lu Blood finished speaking, he walked towards the steps, Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin glanced at each other, and followed together.

The so-called blessing is not a curse, it is a disaster that cannot be avoided, since the two have come here, and have met such a mysterious person, if there is danger, I am afraid that it has already fallen here, since there is no danger for the time being, why not go and see who the god in his mouth is.

Ning Shu touched the things that Senior Sister Gu Wei stuffed into him before leaving in Los Angeles in his arms, and secretly prayed in his heart that if he really encountered danger, the other party's cultivation would not be too high.

......

......

The two climbed the stairs, and at this moment it became three people climbing the stairs.

The light in Lu Blood's hand was extremely bright, illuminating the surrounding space clearly, allowing Ning Shu to see the contents of the mural more clearly and completely.

As the steps go up, the pictures on the mural become more and more intense, and later, there is an infinite murderous aura in each picture, and combined with what has been seen before, a story is slowly formed.

From the beginning to the climax of the Great War.

There are constantly people falling, and there are constantly people joining.

The fierceness of the battle exceeded Ning Shu's imagination, and he could see that the incarnation of Dao Ancestor was shattered, the golden bell was broken, and there was infinite sword qi sweeping through the nine heavens.

But there is no more picture on the stone wall behind.

According to Xu Yuanxin, this battle ended the flood period, but no one knows who won in the end, or that the purpose of this battle at the beginning was not to simply win or lose.

I wanted to find the truth of the year in these murals, but I didn't expect that this idea still couldn't be realized.

Lu Blood walked in front, saw the doubt in Ning Shu's eyes, and slowly spoke: "The battle that destroyed the heavens back then, even this temple could not carry everything back then. ”

Ning Shu nodded, and then asked, "What is the realm of the person who wields the sword?"

Lu Blood looked at Ning Shu, thought for a moment, and replied, "If it is to be divided according to your current realm, this person who wields a sword should be above the realm of the void." ”

"How long have you lived?" Xu Yuanxin grasped the key in Lu Blood's words.

"Are you alive......"

Lu Blood stopped, as if he was thinking very seriously, but he did not think about the doubts like ordinary people, but as if he was recalling something, with a kind of amazement.

He looked around, looked at the lines on the mural with remembrance, and said with a smile: "I don't know winter and summer, I don't know spring and autumn, I pray and sacrifice in the temple all day long, and do some things to clean up the dust and dust, to be honest, I don't know how long it has been, but I know that this world has changed several times and multiplied several times." ”

With that, he shook his head and began to walk up the steps again.

Until a clear clearing appeared.

Walking up the last step, the first thing that broke into Ning Shu's eyes was an inner hall.

The cornices are cornered, and the glazed tiles are paved.

The pavilion door is ajar, and the smoke and fire are filling.

The second sight is a stone monument standing in the middle of the clearing.

A few words are engraved on the stele:

"Temple of the Heavenly River"

The four words are majestic, and the strokes show domineering, as if the emperor is coming in person,

This is the source of the oppressive force that Ning Shu and Xu Yuanxin felt from the other side of the weak water to the time they stepped on the temple.

"It's ...... Tianhe Divine Position?" Xu Yuanxin said in surprise.

Ning Shu also saw the origin of this monument, and was speechless for a while, on the boat, when the old river god passed on the river mystery method to him, it carried the rank and system of the whole world's gods, among which the dragon king god is the first god in the entire water tribe, and the Jinghe dragon king god is the best existence in the countless waters of the world.

Compared with the small wind and rain crossing the river god and the dragon king of the Jing River, it is the gap between the dust and the bright moon.

And the Tianhe god position is above the Jinghe Dragon King, which belongs to the orthodox god position in the heavenly court and is in charge of the waters of the world.

This mysterious temple is actually the dojo of the true god, so it's no wonder that there is such a formation.

"The master of my house is the god of Tianhe. ”