It swept into the hall like the wind, and Zhou Shu saw the Xuanyuan Sword at a glance.

"Zhou Shu, okay?"

Jian Lao floated over and said anxiously.

"All those skeletons have been solved, and I'm fine."

Zhou Shu nodded, said a few words in a rough way, and looked forward, "What a big mural."

The portrait in the mural is not damaged at all. She sat upright, putting her hands together in front of her chest, with a string of rosary hanging on her wrists, her lips seem to be trembling, her expressionless face looks particularly desolate, and her deep eyes seem to be open and closed, as if she can see through everything.

Like the Buddha who is praying.

But if you look at it carefully for a few more times, you will feel like you can't look directly.

Zhou Shu withdrew his gaze and seemed to be thinking, "It's probably Xingshan's mother? It's a bit strange. She can't tell what her specific appearance is, as if it doesn't exist."

"I don't know if she really exists, anyway, the appearance you see is different every time."

Jian Lao shook the sword and sighed slightly, "I have looked at her three or four times. Every time she has different shapes and movements, which makes me dare not read too much now... She used to hold the spirit beads and pens, but now she is empty-handed, and the spirit beads and pens are gone, which means I can't find the entrance to the passage."

Zhou Shu said in surprise, "What? The entrance is gone, is there any reason?"

"It's weird, right?"

Mr. Jian smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know how to explain to you. I still don't think I was lying before, right? By the way, what are you seeing now? If you wait and see, it will definitely not be the case."

Zhou Shu seemed to be thinking, "I didn't see the pen or the spirit beads, but she had a string of rosary hanging on her hand."

Old Jian paused, "I didn't see this. What I see now is that she is practicing, holding the universe with both hands, and there seems to be a turbulent energy in the middle."

Zhou Shu said suspiciously, "Is it because of appearances that arise from the heart?"

Old Jian was stunned and said with some emotion, "Talk about it, I was thinking about how to practice just now... Didn't I absorbed a lot of trouble before? I always have to find time to transform. Unfortunately, there is no vitality here. If it is forced to transform, it will be unbalanced. If the Hall of Life and Death is unbalanced, it will be a big deal."

Zhou Shu lowered his head, turned his mind in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then looked up to look at the mural.

My heart tightened and there was indeed a change.

The person in the mural had already stood up, his face was solemn, holding a long sword in his hand, pointing to the distance with a murderous intent.

"Is it..."

Zhou Shu's heart moved, then flew up, waved Wuhen and tapped the sword twice.

quack.

There was only a light sound, and a hole suddenly broke on the wall below the mural, and a light flashed faintly inside, which was a passage that didn't know where to go.

Old Jian was surprised, "Is there actually a passage?"

Zhou Shu said in a relaxed voice, "This is not the one you opened before, is it?"

Old Jian just shook his head and said in a daze, "No, that one should be on the ground, but yours is on the wall, but which one is right? I'm all confused."

"It should be mine, but I can't guarantee it."

Zhou Shu said thoughtfully, "I have been trying to kill the ghost boy just now. When I look at the mural again, I see the murderous intent of the portrait on the mural, and a sword that looks like a mechanism. Sure enough, this passage is opened. When you open the passage, you are thinking about whether you should avoid it?"

Old Jian paused and nodded vigorously, "Of course, I was surrounded by so many skeletons at that time, so I had to find a place to avoid it."

"That's it."

Zhou Shu nodded, "If I think correctly, the portraits on this mural will change with the minds of the person I see. The appearance is born from the mind, and you will see whatever you think and get a prompt. Before, I saw the Buddha's rosary beads, and I was worried... This mural is really unique."

Looking at the mural, Zhou Shu seemed to have thoughts. The mural must conform to some rules, but he had no idea why.

After calming down, he walked to the passage first, "Don't worry, go down first."

Old Jian chased after him a few steps, walked side by side with him, and said in a narrow voice, "You leave it to me on the Ghost Boy."

"I will assist you."

Zhou Shu nodded. He only had a preliminary understanding of the law of life and death, which was far less profound than Xuanyuan Sword. For him, the value of the ghost child cannot be reflected, and forced acquisition is like going to college after graduating from elementary school. Xuanyuan Sword has graduated from high school, and this step is just needed.

I have done so much before, so it is impossible to change my mind when I am about to start.

The passage is not very long, and you can't walk for a few miles and you'll reach the end.

At the end is a very open space.

It was like the deep underground, and there was endless magma everywhere, but the magma was all black, and the flames erupted were also the ones.

The thick dead energy condensed into water droplets, falling down like raindrops. Walking in it, there was nowhere to escape. The whole body quickly became wet. The dead energy was tightly attached to the body, cold and wet, and we tried hard to drill into the body, without any doubt. If they were allowed to drill into the body, it would not take long to turn into a rotten corpse.

This dead aura is more than dozens of times stronger than the gray fog outside.

A white light suddenly appeared on the Xuanyuan Sword, forming a thin film to protect the sword. The white light extended over to protect Zhou Shu as well.

Zhou Shu waved his hand and refused. He could barely resist these dead auras, and he just honed the rules of life and death.

After walking hundreds of feet, both of them stood up.

The light flashed on the Xuanyuan Sword, and the old sword was very excited, "Where did you see it? That is the Mother of Life!"

Zhou Shu nodded, everyone could see it.

In the almost completely dark dead land, a cluster of milky white light was lit. The light was extremely soft and light, but it penetrated the deadly aura and fell on the two people a hundred feet away, as if bathed in the warm sunshine, feeling like being embraced by their mother, extremely warm and peaceful.

In the middle of the glory is a spring that is erupting, and the glory also comes from the spring water.

This is the Mother of Life, which is born in the extremely dark dead land. Only when death reaches its peak can one be born, just like the dawn after darkness.

And this dawn is not the enemy of darkness. It will not dispel darkness, but chooses to coexist with darkness, because in this life, the ultimate selflessness and greatness, like the Virgin, regards darkness as the object that must be nurtured and taken care of, and therefore, the incarnation of death, the Nine Nether Ghost Child.

The mother spring kept gushing, and around it, there was a stronger death aura gathering, and the masses were still gathering.

The dead air circled next to the mother spring, like swimming snakes, emitting a vicious and ugly aura. However, the mother spring among them was radiant and holy, without staining of dust, and could not even feel a turbid breath.

The wonders between heaven and earth, the intersection of beauty and ugliness, and the fusion of life and death are rare wonders.

Just take a few more glances and you will have a deeper understanding of life and death and have a greater understanding of the laws.

Zhou Shu and Xuanyuan Sword stood there, and were stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!