Around the hall, there are many portals, which are also made of white jade like the one Huang Chang walked in. Most of the www.biquge.info have been opened, but there are still two that are still tightly closed, as if they have never been opened.

Huang Chang was suddenly curious-those that were opened were obviously searched, but how could there be two portals left that no one cared for?

However, he didn't dare to act indiscriminately under this, so he asked Changqingzi, and the latter smiled lightly after hearing it:

"You don't understand the formation, these two portals are the locations of the Death Gate and the Ghost Gate in the Great Tomb Protection Array, and behind the Death Gate should be the body of the martyr and the mausoleum builder back then. And behind the ghost gate must be an artificially created netherworld, used to shelter the ghosts of the tomb - don't you see that there are many blockade and suppression talismans on it?"

Huang Chang looked at it, and sure enough, not only had the two doors not been tried to open, but there were also many additional talisman seals and the like on them, obviously for fear that the "things" inside would rush out.

"Didn't anyone think that there might be an unexpected surprise here? After all, after so many years, people have already been found in other places. ”

Huang Chang was not convinced, but Chang Qingzi heheed:

"Perhaps, but it's not a good deal to gamble on that possibility compared to the obvious danger...... It is true that immortal cultivators are keen to seek opportunities, so they can cheat, rob, rob and rob, but no one is willing to do things that are obviously sent to death. ”

When he said this, Chang Qingzi glanced coldly in a certain direction again, and now Huang Chang also saw the problem, but he was very cautious and did not ask, but made a gesture quite covertly, asking if anyone was following behind.

Changqingzi nodded first, then smiled slightly, and waved his sleeves, indicating that it didn't matter. After that, intentionally or unintentionally, he said:

"This place has been explored countless times, and now the Qi Refining Cultivators will come here - most of them are low-level casual cultivators who don't have much wealth, trying their luck with the hope of just in case. ”

Huang Chang immediately understood: There are only a few Qi refining stages in the back, and it must be nothing in front of Changqingzi - it is estimated that they also saw that there was a Fa Yuan Immortal Master who appeared here, thinking that he had newly discovered some secret treasure dark room or something, and wanted to take advantage of it. But he didn't know that Changqingzi was purely bringing his disciples over to open his eyes and gain knowledge, and he didn't have the idea of treasure hunting at all.

So the two of them did what they had to do, but Huang Chang was closer to Changqingzi, just in case.

............

After admiring the splendid rivers and mountains underground, Huang Chang turned his attention to the surrounding walls—the paintings and carvings on the walls should be the beautiful life of Emperor Pangeng in the Heavenly Palace: around a noble king, surrounded by countless immortal officials and warriors, the treasures around him were piled up, and all kinds of delicacies and delicacies were arranged on the table in front of him. There are also flying fairies dancing up and down, left and right, a rich and prosperous atmosphere. It's just a pity that most of the portraits have been stripped off their heads and faces, or scratched and smoothed by sharp weapons, which is obviously deliberately destroyed.

"Hell, are there four old ones here?"

Huang Chang was very disgusted by this kind of behavior, but fortunately, the walls were full of murals and many portraits, although most of them were destroyed, after all, there were still some intact left. From the surviving portraits and reliefs, it can be seen that they are more elaborate than those made on the previous Yongdao, especially several flying fairies, whose faces are extremely beautiful, although they have gone through many years, they are still lifelike. Huang Chang fixed his eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt the picture in front of him tremble slightly, and the fairies actually turned their eyes and seemed to smile at him.

Huang Chang was stunned for a moment, and was about to sigh that this mural was so real, but he saw that the fairies on the wall shook a little, and they really flew down from the wall, stretched out a pair of Qianqian jade arms, and rushed straight towards him, as if he wanted to fall into his arms.

Huang Chang instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he could decide what action to take, he had already heard the master next to him Chang Qingzi break off:

"Go back!"

With Chang Qingzi's reprimand, the light in his hand was bright, but he used the pure yang technique to perform a "concentrating light" technique. This spell was of little use on the outside, nothing more than to create a light source that imitated the sun's rays for illumination, but in this underground place, it played an unimaginable role—the moment the light shone, a wailing and wailing sounded in the darkness all around. And Huang Chang also saw the true faces of those flying fairies in the light of this moment, and he was suddenly terrified......

- The face of a fairy, which looked so beautiful in the dim green light, suddenly looked terrifying in the real sunlight. What kind of beauty is this, it is obvious that several rakshasa ghosts are rushing over to dig out his heart! However, under the light similar to the sun, those translucent ghosts suddenly screamed, and immediately turned back, but flew back to the mural again.

As soon as the light was extinguished, the surroundings returned to darkness. Huang Chang couldn't see his surroundings clearly for a while, but he could feel that the palm of his master Changqingzi was gently pressed on his shoulder, giving him infinite courage.

"Be careful, don't pay too much attention to those murals. The figures on these frescoes, like the figurines outside, were forcibly infused into the soul of the martyred woman, so that their beauty can last for a long time. If someone is deceived by it, they will be unconsciously robbed of their minds by the demon spirits above, and they will die of despair. ”

Huang Chang was still in shock, but he finally understood the reason why those figures were destroyed. It turned out that it was not that the previous explorers were of low quality, but that they were really forced to do so.

It's just that Chang Qingzi didn't seem to have the intention of killing them all, and after forcing those ghosts back to the wall, he gave up, Huang Chang was a little puzzled:

"Master, aren't you going to get rid of them, those are demons!"

Changqingzi shook his head:

"There's no need, it's not going to threaten us anyway. They were all living people like us, and their souls were trapped in this stone wall, and they could no longer re-enter reincarnation. Now it is only by nature, and if the fresco where it dwells is destroyed, the soul will be separated, and there will be no trace of this creature in the world......"

Since Shizun said such compassionate words, Huang Changzi couldn't mention the elimination of evil again, so the two continued to move forward. The shape of the Shang Dynasty emperor's tomb is not too complicated, and this sacrificial hall is the center of the tomb. However, there is another passage behind it, leading to the depths.