Lin Bai stared at the mural in a daze. Although he had returned to the real world, he definitely felt that what happened in the world of the mural really happened.
In the mural, there is also a female demon from ancient times waiting to awaken.
Even though this female demon appears to have no desires and desires now, if she can escape, even Lin Bai can't imagine how much trouble she will cause in the real world!
But fortunately, everything encountered in the world of murals is real.
Lin Bai's cultivation in the world of murals was also brought back to the real world.
"How long has it been?"
There is no concept of time in the world of murals. At first, Lin Bai counted time in his mind, but as he selflessly practiced swordsmanship, time was gradually forgotten by him little by little.
However, according to Lin Bai's estimation, he stayed in the world of murals for at least ten years.
"How long?" The steward of Hongzhutang glanced at Lin Bai doubtfully, as if it was difficult to understand why Lin Bai would ask such a question, but she still answered: "About a quarter of an hour!"
For a quarter of an hour... Lin Bai looked at the Qinghuan in Hongzhutang in astonishment, with an incomprehensible look of confusion on his face.
He has been in the world of murals for at least ten years, but only a quarter of an hour has passed in the outside world.
"Is the time inside different from the time outside?" Lin Bai took a few steps towards the front of the mural again, carefully observed the marks on the mural, and whispered: "The methods of the master of Butian Pavilion , it’s really incredible!”
The mural has now returned to calm, and the strange red light has disappeared.
Moreover, it seemed that only Lin Bai had entered the world of murals, but the servants of the Red Candle Hall had not entered it, which also surprised Lin Bai.
Why were the stewards of Hongzhutang not affected?
"Have you seen the murals?" Lin Bai asked the woman with curiosity.
"I've seen it." The heiress of the Red Master Contract replied truthfully: "This mural is so scary, especially the woman on the mountain. Even from just one painting, you can feel that she is an extremely terrifying existence. "
"It is indeed an extremely terrifying existence!" Hearing that the servants of the Red Candle Hall had seen the murals but were not affected, Lin Bai was a little shocked and reminded: "If you don't want to die, don't go there again. Let’s look at the mural.”
At this point, Lin Bai also figured out the working principle of this mural.
There is a high probability that only one warrior can be attracted into it at a time. After Lin Bai entered it just now, the mural temporarily lost its effect, so the stewards of the Red Candle Hall did not have any reaction after seeing the mural.
But now that Lin Bai has come out, the mural should be in the stage of restarting. If the steward of the Red Candle Hall looks at the mural again, he will probably be pulled into the mural.
"I'm a little curious now, what will the world in the mural look like after I leave the mural?"
"Does it restart directly? Go back to the scene when I just entered the mural and the female demon fought against the heroes of the spirit world? Or continue to go back to the time after I left the mural?"
Lin Bai had several questions in his mind, but he couldn't find the answers to them.
He had finally come out, so it was naturally impossible for him to go in again.
At this time.
Inside the temple, in the white mist, bursts of miserable howling sounds could be heard.
Immediately afterwards, two warriors covered in blood fled into the temple in embarrassment. The blood flowing from their bodies soon flowed into a small river under their feet.
"Ahhh..." The young man was the most seriously injured. He fell to the ground with a pale face and kept howling miserably.
The cold swordsman also showed fear in his expression and had many scars on his body. After entering the temple, he first glanced at Lin Bai and the shepherds of Hongzhutang, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"It's you who brought us to this hellish place!" The cold swordsman gritted his teeth and vented his dissatisfaction to Lin Bai. He even exuded a strong murderous aura, as if he wanted to break the deadlock with Lin Baiyu.
Lin Bai glanced at the cold swordsman with contempt, and said coldly: "Did I ask you to follow me? You insisted on following me, and I was still taking care of you along the way!"
"You!" When the cold swordsman heard Lin Bai's words, he became angry and glared at Lin Bai fiercely.
The young man who was seriously injured said weakly: "Two senior brothers, please stop arguing. It's better to find a way to get out of this ghost place first. There are all living corpses outside. We will definitely die if we stay here!"
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After hearing this, Lin Bai walked to the door of the temple and took a look at the outside world.
Outside the temple, in front of the stairs, there are numerous figures in the thick white mist. Strange creatures that were once warriors and are now living corpses are standing densely in the white mist.
They gathered together, facing the temple and staring at the temple door.
But for some unknown reason, they never dared to walk in easily.
They did not enter the temple, but they did not leave either. They stood motionless in the white mist outside the temple, as eerie and terrifying as corpses.
"Where is this place?" The cold swordsman then looked around the structure inside the temple and asked curiously.
"There is actually a mural here?" The young man weakly walked a few steps into the temple, raised his head and looked at the mural, and his eyes instantly fell on the woman on the tall mountain on the mural.
Suddenly, a red light flashed.
"Don't look at the mural!" Lin Bai hurriedly warned.
Unexpectedly, it was too late. He clearly felt the red light flashing in the temple. When he came to the young man, the young man had no reaction at all.
He kept looking at the mural, his eyes gradually becoming vacant and lifeless.
Lin Bai pushed him slightly, but he still didn't respond, and the wounds on his body were still flowing with blood.
"What's wrong with him?" The cold swordsman noticed that something was a little weird.
Lin Bai's face was gloomy. Before he could answer, he felt the young man's breath gradually weakening. Then his body went limp and he fell to the ground without any breath of life anymore.
"died!"
"he died!!"
Although the Qinghuan of Hongzhutang is not strong, he is still a warrior after all.
The young man's life breath disappeared, but she could still clearly feel it.
The indifferent swordsman turned pale with fright. He hurriedly held the long sword, took a few steps back in horror, and looked at Lin Bai and the surroundings with vigilance.
"This is probably the origin of the bones in this temple!" Lin Bai shook his head sadly and threw the young man's body into the pile of bones aside. Soon, the young man's body would hatch, and the bones would become the bones in the temple.
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"What...is going on?" The cold swordsman asked Lin Bai in horror.
Lin Bai knew what was going on without thinking too much?
After the young man's consciousness was pulled into the world of murals by the red light, the young man's cultivation was simply unable to cope with the wars that occurred in those worlds.
He was like a piece of grass, easily crushed into powder by the succubus and the battle.
The world of murals is particularly weird. What enters it is consciousness, but after the consciousness is shattered, the outer body and soul will also die together.
So far, Lin Bai still doesn't know what kind of methods the master of Butian Pavilion used to possess this unpredictable ability. (End of this chapter)