Chapter 47 Pattern

The scene on this side of the abyss is different from the other side. The ground here is full of corroded soil. Yes, these soils are corroded.

There were no undulating lava and rocks on the ground. In the air, the stench came to their nose. Even though the three of them were determined, they couldn't help but want to vomit.

Zhang Yuan's spiritual sword and Yi Yun's backlight sword have been shining strongly. With the help of the prosperity of the light, the three saw many bones buried in the soil in front of them. Some of these bones were exposed to the ground, some half exposed and half flooded, and all the bones were intact.

The only difference is that some bones have begun to corrode due to their age, and some bones have basically maintained their original shape. The three of them stepped on the soft and wet soil and slowly walked forward.

"Brother, look, there seems to be a lot of graphics there." Xiao Wu pointed to the rock wall not far ahead and said; the two looked at it and saw that there were many figures engraved on the rock wall.

When I walked to the rock wall, I saw the graphics above, which were incomplete. Judging from various signs, these graphics must have been old for a long time, and some graphics have disappeared to only a little bit of the remnant star. Dimly, the first figure is probably a kneeling style. On the figure, several people are blurred. The upper body is changing downward, the head is low, and the lower body disappears due to moisture early. The whole lower body can only faintly see the soles of the feet.

If you want to see the soles of a person's feet, you can't see them at all unless the person is kneeling. Of course, you don't have to kneel to see the soles of the feet, but combined with the description of the upper body, it can almost be concluded that they are kneeling.

The three slowly approached the rock wall and saw a picture almost every few steps. It's just that none of these pictures can be seen clearly. Xiao Wu was puzzled; "What's the use of spending so much effort to draw so many pictures on the rock wall? Is it the secret art of ancient martial arts? Does this portray want to seek a predestined person to inherit his martial arts skills?

Zhang Yuan said, "I don't think so. Even if this really happens, this secret art must be an evil art. It's okay not to learn such an evil art."

Yi Yun said, "The graphics on it are definitely not a secret art. I think he should record some unknown things. If we can see all these graphics, we will definitely know a lot of secrets."

Xiao Wu said, "My brother still has a high opinion, and you can see the reason at a glance."

Yi Yun said, "Don't say more praise. You should take a closer look and write down all the pictures that can be seen clearly. Then combine them one by one, so that you will know one or two.

The three walked slowly. At each step, they would take a closer look at the rock wall for fear of missing any graphics. Finally, a clearer figure appeared in front of the three people.

On this picture, there is a battle between the two parties. There is a big difference between the number of people between the two sides. The more-more party is completely overwhelmed and eliminates the smaller party. Although the other party is small, judging from their actions, they have no sign of retreat. Everyone struggled to pick up the weapon in his hand and fight against the enemy with a large number of people.

After reading this picture, the three slowly walked forward. After walking for a while, a picture that could be seen clearly appeared in front of them again. This picture is still the same as the previous one, and it is also a war between the two sides. The only difference is that in this picture, almost all the few people have fallen.

If the previous picture is a battle, then this one is a massacre, and then a new picture appears. In this picture, all the people fell, and some of the fallen people seemed to want to stand up.

Even if you die, you will die standing. Even if you die, you will die with backbone. After reading this picture, the three began to look for other graphics.

After searching for a while, a clearer picture appeared on the rock wall, which was clearer than any previous picture. In the graphics, the two fought with long swords. Behind them stood countless people, and the people behind them were paying full attention to the battle between them.

Among the two fighting people, one is in the upper hand, and the other is at a disadvantage. The person who falls at the disadvantage, swings his left hand behind him. The meaning is probably to ask the people behind you to leave quickly.

But from the movements of the people behind them, it seems that no one is willing to leave. They seem to live and die with this person. All graphics can only be inferred by various movements and postures, because they can't see their expressions. With such a vague pattern, it is rare to see people's movements.

After reading this picture, unconsciously, the three of them have reached the end of the mountain. On the right, a fork appeared, and the three turned to the right. After turning around, the three saw another pattern.

In this picture, a group of people are displaying many magic weapons at the same time, which seems to be suppressing a fierce beast or killing a fierce beast. One of this group is very conspicuous.

That is one of the two strong people in the previous battle. Because the pattern is very vague, you can't see what fierce beast they are dealing with. I can barely see the big mouth of the bloody basin of the fierce beast and the two fangs exposed to the outside. In addition, the fierce beast seems to have two heads.

After reading these graphics, Zhang Yuan exclaimed: "What is the belief that they are so desperate to protect them?"

Yi Yun said, "If one day, the Nine Swords Palace was destroyed, what would you do? Is it to escape or coexist with the sect?

Zhang Yuan said directly: "If there is a day when I live and die with the sect, no matter how powerful I deal with it, I will never shrink back."

Yi Yun said, "In this case, why did the person on the pattern shrink back?"

Zhang Yuan thought to himself, "Yes, everyone has his own belief in his heart. For the sake of his belief, everyone will be willing to give his life to protect it. He is like this, and so are others."

After turning the fork, the aisles on both sides become narrow, with a width of only a few meters, but the length extends to invisible places.

Walking on the narrow aisle, the three found that there were many fonts left on the stone walls on both sides of the aisle. These fonts were very strange and very different from the words they knew by the three. They had never even seen these fonts.

Looking at these fonts, Zhang Yuan and the three of them identified them carefully, but they didn't recognize any of them. These fonts seem to have just been left behind. Because of the handwriting, it is very obvious.

Each font has the same technique. Obviously, these words are from the same person. In every font, there seems to be endless hatred and murder. Xiao Wu said, "These fonts are so strange. I feel that each font exudes a trace of cold murder."