Yi Zixuan was chilled all over, and he was directly shocked into a cold sweat.

"Was it really a delusion?"

Rubbing his eyes and carrying a heart, Yi Zixuan looked up and down a few times with great suspicion, and there was indeed nothing abnormal.

"Alright, let's go. ”

Mu Zhiqian saw that several people had finished saluting the incense, the green shirt was shaken, the long sleeves waved, and he walked in the front, and it seemed that he didn't notice Yi Zixuan's strangeness at all.

And Lin Yi and Liu Chengfeng followed two or three steps behind him, and Liu Chengfeng didn't notice it, only Lin Yi turned around, beckoned to him, and said with a smile: "Zixuan, hurry up." ”

"It's coming. ”

In the afterglow, it seemed that Mu Zhiqian and the three of them were already preparing to walk towards the back door of the Water God Temple, he settled down, left everything that happened just now, and immediately walked in small steps, rushing towards that side.

After a few breaths, Yi Zixuan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The water temple is clearly not big, it is only the size of a hundred zhang, the roof is broken with a few holes, the sun is very blazing, the temple is in the middle of the bright, but in the place where the sun does not shine, it is pitch black.

This kind of blackness is not the inky blackness that you can't see after the night falls, but in the surrounding air, it seems that there is a black and light substance, or energy, which makes people feel hazy and unreal.

Or rather, it's a flowing darkness.

The side of the road leading to the back door of the Water Temple was filled with this kind of darkness, and the other people walking on the road seemed to be unaware and strode forward, but for some reason, Yi Zixuan always felt that there seemed to be something strange hidden in these darkness.

Coupled with the strange scene just now, which made him slightly uncomfortable, he took a deep breath, and Yi Zixuan stepped on this path shrouded in darkness.

At the beginning, the road looked like it was only about ten zhang away, but after taking two steps, Yi Zixuan felt as if he hadn't moved at all, and the road in front of him became extraordinarily long at this moment.

The door is very bright, and it seems that there are birds singing and flowers outside the door, and the wind and the sun are shining, which is a natural scene.

However, all this is obviously close at hand, but it seems to be far away in the sky, because now around him, there is darkness like fine sand, which gives people a very slight feeling, as if a gentle blow can blow the darkness.

This is like a temptation, it is difficult to resist, Yi Zixuan is not curious, so he is unmoved.

After a few steps, he suddenly realized that it was an incomparably even darkness.

There was no aura emanating from the darkness, and there was no danger, but at this moment, Yi Zixuan was like walking alone at night, and he couldn't see anything clearly, even two or three feet away, the figures of Mu Zhiqian's three people of different heights had become extremely blurred, and they had gradually drifted away.

He opened his mouth to call out to the three of them and wait for him, but found that his throat seemed to be stuck in something, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

There was no way, Yi Zixuan could only move forward along the route of memory with an indescribable anxiety.

This anxiety is indescribable.

As if everything was dark, I could only listen carefully to the movements around me, while suppressing the feeling that my body wanted to tremble, and at the same time, I had to try to control my urge to make a move.

Because of the curse that Mr. once said, not only the fluctuations of the body's qi and blood and yuan power were forcibly suppressed by Yi Zixuan to a minimum, but also in the world of knowing the sea, the starlight river transformed by the spiritual will is also as if it is still, not flowing, and the waves are not alarmed.

Even the Wind Candle Spiritual Fire had converged all the light, shrunk several times, and was quietly suspended, dim and inconspicuous.

Yi Zixuan didn't dare to look back.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes watching him behind him, as if there was a slender and slippery poisonous snake swimming under his back shirt, a feeling he couldn't forget.

The gaze is eerie, evil, and terrifying.

In the middle of the temple, the statue holding a dark stone staff slowly turned its head, and there was a slight clicking sound on the statue carved in stone, and the eyes of several people next to the statue were slightly closed, mourning something, and they didn't seem to hear it, the eyes of the statue were bright, staring at Yi Zixuan's figure with interest.

The two pupils were pitch black, as if they were composed of countless jet-black totems, and the totems swam, forming strange textures on the surface of the eyes, intertwined into a net, like the Heavenly Dao Gang, controlling the netherworld.

Dark matter like fine sand continued to flow out of it, surging around Yi Zixuan's body, gradually submerging his figure.

After a long time, it seemed that Yi Zixuan was still unmoved, 'he' had lost all patience, and suddenly there was a ghostly light in his left eye, and some jet-black totems exploded, flew into the darkness, and began to wake up some sleeping things.

Yi Zixuan held back all kinds of panic, anxiety, and worry, and controlled himself with great perseverance not to make a move, and continued to walk.

However, after a while, there were whispers in the darkness, as if many gentle voices were whispering, urging him to go into the darkness and merge with the darkness.

The whispering grew louder and louder, as if it had penetrated into his head, and he was constantly persuading.

Yi Zixuan's gaze gradually blurred, his spiritual will was weak, the qi and blood yuan power in his body slowly lost his vitality, his whole body was stiff as if he was dead, and the whole person seemed to be made of wood, and he could only move forward mechanically, but his direction slowly deviated from the original direction.

Gradually, the darkness in front of him seemed to be no longer darkness, but another grand world, as if he saw a world like smoke or a mirror of water, and a woman was reaching out in the distance, as if beckoning to him again.

The woman couldn't see clearly, only a vague outline, but he felt that the woman was smiling, and the smile was very warm, which made people's hearts flow with warmth, like the feeling that his mother gave him in his memory.

The darkness seemed to be separated from him by a thin membrane, and a huge palm appeared on the membrane wall, as if it wanted to touch his palm.

Yi Zixuan was low-willed, in a trance, and also stretched out a hand.

The palms of the two hands are getting closer and closer-

"Don't!"

A frightened and angry voice suddenly came from the grand world ahead, Yi Zixuan hurriedly woke up from his low slumber, retracted his palm, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

What would happen if you really touched the palm of the hand in the darkness? Whoever has destroyed or repaired this place has been cursed, and if he dies in the fire, he will also be cursed, right?

The huge palm in the darkness also shrank back and disappeared, and the vision in the darkness dissipated.

Yi Zixuan was in a trance, and even heard a sigh from the darkness, whirling sadly, which made people can't help but feel compassion and want to see the truth.

Yi Zixuan came back to his senses, and then walked forward, there was still darkness in front of him, but the feeling of fine sand floating in the air was gradually fading.

I don't know how long it took, he had no concept of time at all, and his mind was completely blank during that time, and he eased up a little.

People can't sustain an emotion, and when the tension reaches the limit, it will ease down.

Gradually, his eyes began to be foggy, and the darkness began to subside, but not like the tide, but the black faded, and a misty gray mist seemed to appear in the darkness in front of him.

It's like a person who has been blind since childhood, and one day he is suddenly able to see things, and when he opens his eyes for the first time, the feeling is blurry.

Yi Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, he could finally see the light, he didn't know how to recover faster, so he kept blinking his eyes.

Slowly, the gray layer became whiter and whiter, and the progress was very fast, and some outlines appeared in the gray.

These outlines gradually became clear, long on both sides and narrow in the middle, like the shape of a wooden door, Yi Zixuan moved his nose, and he could still smell the smell of rotten wood.

Behind him, the idol's eyes revealed a look of exhaustion, and the moment his eyes closed, a drop of black blood flowed from his left eye.

Bite!

This drop of black blood fell to the ground, and it actually made the sound of iron and stone impacting, which spread far away, and it was heard really within a hundred feet.

And Yi Zixuan didn't realize it, because at this moment there was another thought in his heart.

"Just now I seem to have heard a woman's voice from the darkness, shocked and angry, who is she?"