"It doesn't matter." Xiaoyu nodded in understanding.
Xiaoyu still agrees with the beliefs of the Kuafu race. Surrounded by foreign enemies, they can always stick to their loyalty and protect this place for many thousands of years. They are a truly loyal race.
After the four elders confirmed the matter, they headed towards the temple first. Kuawu put Xiaoyu on his shoulders and followed the clan leader into it.
Several hundred tribesmen finally entered, and the entire temple was packed with Kuafu tribesmen, silently paying homage to their master and their millions of years of faith.
The four elders signaled Xiaoyu to stand at the base of the statue. When his rickety body looked at the statue, he began to stand up slowly. His four pairs of palms slowly stretched towards the statue. With hundreds of millions of brute force, he began to turn the statue.
statue.
Under the watch of hundreds of pairs of eyes, the statue was slowly rotated. The temple trembled due to the movement of the statue, and the sound of "bang" was heard endlessly. I don't know what kind of stone this statue was made of. It was so heavy that it was terrifying.
The elders turned with great difficulty.
After turning one hundred and eighty degrees, the statue's eyes were facing away from the temple. Four sharp holes were revealed on the back of the statue, which seemed to be key sockets.
The four people raised their crutches high and inserted them directly into the hole on the back of the statue. The temple shook even more violently. The evil clouds and evil spirits from the entire world gathered together and surrounded them layer by layer. The vicissitudes of the statue's eyes burst out with red and black gods.
The light, with one eye for killing and the other for evil, broke directly into the back wall of the temple.
During the divine light mapping, the entire statue was possessed by double lights. The endless evil spirits in the sky were seduced by the statue and continuously attached to the stone body. With the blessing of the evil light, the divine light in the statue's eyes became thicker.
A space magic circle was broken in the wall.
Here, among the overlapping ripples of the space formation, waves of time and air breath came from the air. Seeing the teleportation array appear, Xiaoyu stepped forward, the ripples twisted, and disappeared into this place.
Seeing the sky disappear, the four elders pulled out their crutches from the hollow. The divine light in the statue's eyes disappeared, completely dimmed, and the rippled space disappeared silently. Everything returned to calm again.
On the top floor, light flashed slightly, and Xiaoyu's body twisted and appeared in the inheritance area. He looked around and his face changed a little.
This area is not as Xiaoyu imagined. It is very spacious. It is surrounded by stone walls. The space is up to eight feet wide. Directly in front of him, there are three stone gates side by side. There is a row of characters written in the center of each stone gate. However, this kind of characters does not exist on his own.
know.
"Hongchen, what kind of words are these?" Xiaoyu really couldn't understand the book in front of him, so he had to place his hope in Hongchen.
"Wait, I'm reading." Hong Chenniao had a gloomy look on his face, obviously he was reading the Shimen text.
"This is an original text from ancient times. There are three questions written on it, and you are asked to choose the answer that suits your Taoist heart." Hongchen said slowly while reading.
"Three questions?" Xiaoyu was a little confused.
"Yes, there is a question written on each of these three doors. You enter according to the door that your heart desires." Hongchen said.
"What are the three questions? Read them to me."
"The door on the left is written. Is there justice in heaven?"
"Which book in the middle asks if there is good and evil in the world?"
"The door on the right is written, asking if there is true love in mortal world?"
Hongchen read out three questions and felt that each question made it difficult for people to make a decision.
"There are three answers to the questions behind the door?" Xiaoyu felt that these three questions were really difficult to choose. No one had ever successfully attained the answer to each question.
"Well, it should be, which door do you choose?" Hongchen was a little hard to decide.
Whether there is justice in heaven, whether there is good and evil in the world, and whether there is true love in the world, these three questions directly point to the human heart. Xiaoyu, who has always been firm in Taoism, suddenly hesitated.
Hongchen stood on Xiaoyu's shoulders and waited quietly for his decision. The three questions were related to the choice of inheritance behind the sect, and Xiaoyu's choice was crucial.
After a long silence, Xiaoyu walked forward, raised his palm and put it on the left door, trying to push it open, but suddenly, he stopped again. After thinking again, he moved his palm towards the middle door, his eyes flashing,
Push hard.
The stone door made an ear-splitting sound, and a ray of light shone on Xiaoyu's body, wrapping him up and teleporting him away again.
Amidst the turbid aura floating in the sky above a crack in the abyss, a teleportation message came from the sky. Looking at the scene here, my brows stood up.
This place is really too filthy, with turbid air floating around and swimming back and forth. If a cultivator takes too much, his body will be contaminated with bad luck. Unlucky things will happen one after another. A failure in practice is considered minor. The most miserable thing is that it may lead to death and calamity.
Again and again, even if you go out flying, you may be killed by the inexplicable magic light.
"Finally someone has arrived. Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, it's the famous Ninghun." A human face emerged in the turbid air, and he spoke in surprise.
"Who are you?" Xiaoyu looked at this face.
"I am the creator of the space here and the master of the space here. You can call me the great butler. I manage all the worlds in the master's body and wait for someone to get the essence left by the master." This face calls itself.
The butler opened his mouth to introduce himself.
"In Xia Xiaoyu." The face in front of you is strange and vast. You need to deal with it carefully. There is no benefit in offending him.
A satisfied expression appeared on the big steward's turbid face. The turbid aura turned into a stream of light and was wrapped around the waist of Xiaoyu's body, dragging him into the abyss.
The further you go to the bottom, the thicker the turbid air becomes. In the darkness, you are constantly being driven by this stream of light. It doesn't stop until a light appears in front of your eyes.
The turbid air here is completely different from the turbid air above. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, green grass is paving the ground, billowing spiritual energy is blowing towards your nose, and there is spring scenery on both sides of the road.
The turbid face had dissipated at some point, leaving only Xiaoyu and Hongchen here, looking at a thatched shed not far ahead. Xiaoyu flew straight to the door, landed in front of it, and pushed the door open.
In the house, there is a bed, a chair, and a chessboard on the couch. The young man is holding a white piece and is playing a game with himself.
This man was fully focused, and only half of his face came into Xiaoyu's eyes. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the Taoist robe was neat and white, with green silk hanging down between his ears. He had jade hairpins in his hair as green as spring, a jade silk belt around his waist, and white shoes at his feet.
, he looks only in his twenties, half of his face is handsome and elegant, his eyebrows are like the two lines of the Tianhe River, showing the straightness in his middle, and his mouth is like a Zhu Danyuan brush, painted with red.
After Ruyu's hand dropped the chess piece, the figure turned around and said, "Here you go, sit down."
The complicated meaning in the bird's eyes of the mortal world was very obvious. Xiaoyu didn't wait for him to speak before he said: "I didn't expect that such a great person like you would disappear. It's really sad!"
When Hongchen said this, he had already determined that this person was the stone statue with the decapitated head and hands, and was also the master who was regarded as a god by the Kuafu tribe. Upon closer inspection, this person was even more handsome and elegant than the statue in the temple.
"Who are you?" He could no longer recognize his old friend. After all, the world of mortals had already changed into a bird's body.
"Hey, I remember a long time ago, when we met in the misty fairy world, we had a big fight. You were so annoying at that time, almost the same as you are now, pretending to be cold and arrogant." Memories flashed through the eyes of the mortal world.
With such a look on his face, he started to tease this person.
"It's you." The man stood up, his eyes flashed with countless lights, but after a moment, they dimmed again.
"And I still have a chance. I must kill all those bastards. Now I have found a good person, and it's him." Hongchen shouted bitterly.
"Why, you're not happy to see your old friend?" Hongchen asked.
"Why do you look like this?" The man asked with a sigh.
"Same as you, but I'm better, at least I can survive in this world, and you, completely disappeared." Hongchen said slowly, it was really a joke at fifty steps, but think about it, Hongchen does have some money to show off.
, after all he survived.
"Really! Do you still think about those hatreds?" The person asked again.
"Of course, I have been planning for thousands of years and have vowed to take revenge. What about you, don't you want to?" The red dust bird's face was ferocious, and even its feathers stood up, which showed how serious the resentment in his heart was.
"I will never have a chance again. This is just a shadow of me. After today, I will completely dissipate and never exist again. There will be no trace of me in the past or the future. Even many characters will disappear."
I forgot." There was a hint of sadness on this man's handsome face, as if the worldly words had stung the crack in his Taoist heart.