Chapter 113 Ancient Murals

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Xiao Heng looked at Gu Xue's beautiful back, and a trace of pride suddenly flashed in his heart.

After shaking his head, Xiao Heng immediately followed Gu Xue and slowly walked towards the side door with Gu Xue.

Xiao Heng found that after he said "I'm sorry" to Gu Xue. Gu Xue's attitude towards herself has changed. Xiao Heng also doesn't know where the specific change is.

When he came to the front of the side door, Gu Xue stopped. He stared solemnly at this small side door, and a few divine lights kept flashing in his eyes.

After a long time, Gu Xue exhaled a breath and whispered to Xiao Heng, "Let's go. There should be no prohibition on it." With that, he took the lead in pushing open the side door cast by this heavy fine iron.

With a thick and heavy sound of opening the door, a long-lasting atmosphere of vicissitudes also instantly dispersed in the cracks of the iron door pushed open by Gu Xue.

Feeling this slightly rotten smell, Xiao Heng and Gu Xue's eyebrows frowned.

"Let's go. No one has been here for many years." After Gu Xue frowned, he opened the body mask and took the lead in.

At this time, Xiao Heng also restored his spiritual power a lot with the help of the three Huiyuan elixirs he swallowed before. At this time, Gu Xue stretched out the protective light of the body. He also opened the protective light without hesitation. He followed Gu Xue and walked in.

As soon as he stepped in, a long and narrow passage immediately appeared in the eyes of Gu Xue and Xiao Heng.

After looking at each other again, Gu Xue and Xiao Heng immediately walked carefully to the other side of the passage.

On the wall of the passage, there are murals of countless monks fighting. Among them, there are some inhuman monks who are exerting some kind of great magical power.

"This is... "Shape-shaped demon cultivation?" Xiao Heng looked at the wall, and the mural of a young man in white with a long forehead asked Gu Xue.

Gu Xue took a look at the mural that Xiao Heng pointed to, nodded and said, "Look at this form, it should be a dragon that has not been fully transformed. It is estimated that the strength is at the peak of the eighth level.

"The peak of the eighth level? Isn't that the same as the strong man of the heavenly mirror?" Xiao Heng's face changed when he heard the words and said with some shock.

Gu Xue nodded and said calmly, "Yes, it's equivalent to the strong man of the human monk's heavenly mirror. The fifth level of the monster will produce intelligence, and the ninth level will be completely transformed. If you successfully survive the thunderstorm and reach the ninth level, the monster will not only have a long life, but also have the fast cultivation speed of human monks. Therefore, any monster above the ninth level cannot be called a monster. That level of monsters are called demons. These demons are the existence of some human monks that they don't want to provoke.

Speaking of this, the corners of Gu Xue's eyes suddenly glanced at a mural next to him. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help saying, "This is... Long Xiu?"

Hearing this, Xiao Heng looked doubtfully at the mural that Gu Xue was looking at now. On the mural, two monks stood in vain. One of the middle-aged monks' robes agitated, and there was a dark whirlpool above his head, like a black hole devouring heaven and earth, deep and horrible. On a large area of the sky in front of him, there is a dense flying sword suspended, like a locust. Just looking at this mural will give people a deep sense of oppression.

And opposite it is a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life. The middle-aged man, wearing a robe, stood in the void like an emperor. In the world behind him, a dark blue dragon danced in the void. The huge body almost occupied the world behind this emperor-like monk. It's really up to the sky.

"This... This is... Pure yang? The fighting method of the strong in Yangjing?" Xiao Heng looked at the dragon behind the middle-aged monk in a robe on the mural, and suddenly couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva and said in shock.

While a trace of shock flashed in Gu Xue's eyes, he also said slowly to Xiao Heng: "The main thing is that these two people are strong men in the Yangjing. The main thing is that the dragon flying behind the strong man in a Chinese robe is the pure yang Dharma that can be condensed by the strong man in the Yangjing of the dragon clan. That is to say, the monk in Chinese robe standing in front of the dragon is from the upper dragon clan.

"What? Upper Dragon Clan? The ancient wilderness dragon world?" When Xiao Heng heard the words, he immediately thought of the secret of the Taixu Six Realms that Mr. Du told him. Suddenly, he couldn't help exclaiming.

Gu Xue's face changed when she heard the words. She looked at Xiao Heng in surprise and asked in surprise, "How do you know the ancient wild dragon world?"

Xiao Heng was stagnant when he heard the words, and his face was stiff for a moment. Then he said slowly, "I accidentally saw an ancient manuscript, in which detailed information about the six realms of Taixu. And the ancient poisonous skills I practiced were also discovered at the same time.

Xiao Heng said, of course, he didn't want to expose the poisonous old man. After all, although Gu Xue now says that she wants to get married with him. However, people's hearts are separated, and Xiao Heng's understanding of Gu Xue is only less than a day. Of course, I won't expose all my details. Xiao Heng will tell Gu Xue about the existence of the poisonous old man until he is sure that Gu Xue really has no other thoughts in the future. Now tell Gu Xue that Xiao Heng is not that stupid.

After hearing the words, Gu Xue did not doubt anything. He nodded and said, "I didn't expect that there were monks in the mortal world who knew about the Six Realms of Taixu. This kind of almost taboo topic record has basically been destroyed by the monks in the upper world.

Xiao Heng looked at Gu Xue in surprise and asked puzzledly, "That... How do you know the secrets of the Six Realms of Taixu?

After taking a gentle breath, Gu Xue said slowly, "The Falling Flower Valley where I am located is the 'Wanhua Tower' of the ancient sect. It can also be said that Falling Flower Valley is a surviving branch of Wanhua Tower. In the Tibetan Fu Hall of our sect, I accidentally found something recorded by a real-power elder who used to be the Wanhua Tower. In addition to some of the experiences at that time, there is also a more distant news and information about what she got. That article is a detailed record of the various kinds of Taixu six worlds and the reason why the aura of the mortal world is thin. At that time, I almost couldn't believe it after reading it. In this too virtual, there are still the other five completely different interfaces.

After Gu Xue finished speaking, he slowly moved his eyes to the mural. In the eyes, a trace of imperceptible shock flashed again. He said again, "And I also saw the pure yang phase of the dragon clan there. Now it seems that the ancient secrets recorded there are true.

When Xiao Heng heard the words, he looked at Gu Xue with some shock. Unexpectedly, Gu Xue would have the opportunity to learn about this almost top-secret ancient secret. It is estimated that very few people know this kind of ancient secret in the mortal world. Except for those who are the peak strong in the hidden world, it is estimated that only he and Gu Xue, who have inadvertently obtained some sporadic records, know it.

"Dragon clan, the ancient wilderness dragon world. So, the ancient wilderness dragon world also invaded the mortal world at the beginning? Looking at this mural, Xiao Heng said to himself again.

Hearing this, Gu Xue smiled sarcastically and said to Xiao Heng, "These are not things that monks like us who can't even repair the sky mirror should worry about. A monk at that level can turn a radius of nearly a thousand miles into nothingness with a wave of his hand. Let's honestly find the treasure that will belong to us. After saying that, he sighed and turned around and walked to the other side of the passage.

Xiao Heng took a deep look at the monk in the robe on the mural and the dragon behind him again, and then slowly turned around and followed Gu Xue's pace.

Xiao Heng always feels that the monk in the robe on the mural and the dragon behind him have a familiar atmosphere. However, if you feel it carefully, you can't feel anything at all.

After shaking his head, Xiao Heng quickly caught up with Gu Xue. Throw the familiarity in your mind out of your mind.

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