Swish... The long black hair spread out, and the extremely soft material of the silkworm instantly bulged upwards, and his body paused slightly. At the same time, a red silk from Lin Ruoxue shot over and wrapped around Jiang Xian's waist. At the same time, two layers of the long black hair stretched out from under the first layer of the umbrella, like a blooming black lotus, which actually slowed down the speed of the two people's descent a little bit.
In this moment, Jiang Xian suddenly closed his black umbrella. The two figures fell down at the same time. When they were about to land, they rolled together. They groaned twice, then stood up at the same time and rushed forward with all their strength.
There was no time to ask, let alone to see how the other party was doing. At this moment, the walls of the entire dungeon had cracked layer by layer, and the sleeping golden-faced ghost rushed out like a tsunami! The speed was so fast that it was no more than ten meters away from them. The deafening buzzing sound was like standing next to a bomber.
Damn it... Jiang Xian gritted his teeth and rushed forward frantically. Right in front of them, there appeared an ancient corridor with obvious traces of man-made things. It was six or seven meters wide and about ten meters high. There was no choice , they rushed in, and right behind them, the crazy group of golden-faced ghosts caused a gust of wind, and the light flickered because of their roar.
I don't know how long I ran, maybe five seconds, maybe ten seconds... maybe a hundred meters, maybe a thousand meters. I finally saw the end of the passage in front of me. However, no one stopped. When they reached the end, they jumped out together.
Plop! The next second, the two fell into the water at the same time. Jiang Xian grabbed Lin Ruoxue and made a shushing gesture.
Gulp, gulp...bubbles kept coming up, Jiang Xian held onto Lin Ruoxue tightly and swam forward with all his strength. While swimming, he looked up. Strangely, they swam for five minutes and there was not a single golden-faced ghost on the water.
It was exceptionally quiet underwater, and the unknown terror was like the roots of a devil, quietly entwining the hearts of the two. Jiang Xian and Lin Ruoxue looked at each other, and he pointed upwards and carefully poked his head out. He immediately looked behind him.
At the entrance of the corridor, countless golden-faced ghosts were floating , turning the place into a dazzling scene. However, the ten-meter exit seemed like a natural moat, and no golden-faced ghost dared to rush out!
"Heh..." Jiang Xian stood up tentatively, slowly standing up and waving his hand underwater. Lin Ruoxue immediately rushed out of the water, breathing heavily.
"Ha...ha..." She panted violently, wiped the water off her face, combed her hair back, and looked towards the corridor, ignoring her still pounding heart, and asked in astonishment, "What's going on?"
Jiang Xian shook his head, not feeling relieved, but looking around solemnly. A place that the Golden-faced Ghost dared not enter must be lurking with more terrifying dangers, and now, they knew nothing about it.
Everything in the cave is visible. This is a cave about the size of a football field, with stalactite-like walls on all sides. Streams flow in from everywhere, forming a pool of water nearly two meters deep and a hundred meters wide.
There was not a single creature in the pond, but instead... it was covered with lotus leaves! It was midwinter, but there were actually brightly colored buds growing on the lotus leaves. The circle of flames at the top made the shallow lotus pond seem unreal.
"Jiang Xian..." At this moment, Lin Ruoxue's shocking voice rang out. Jiang Xian turned his head and saw that the other party was staring at his back.
A chill ran from his spine to the top of his head. Jiang Xian's hand holding the black umbrella was throbbing with veins. He seemed calm, but the next second the black umbrella swept across his back like a bolt of lightning. He turned around at the same time, but... there was nothing.
To be exact, nothing was focused. However... there was something behind him.
"This is..." He looked ahead in shock, his mouth slightly opened, and his head changed from looking straight ahead to looking up - just behind him on the rock wall, there was a sculpture that was ten meters tall!
This rock wall was obviously carved by humans, and it was extremely smooth. The sculpture appeared on the wall—it was a woman, and her features could be seen from her chest. However... she had three heads and six arms! Her upper body was a human, and her lower body was a fish tail, swirling together, lifelike.
And her eyes were open.
The sculpture was grayish white, but the two pupils were brightly colored. They didn't look like pupils at all, but more like two colorful hydrangeas.
And... I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Jiang Xian always feels that those two eyes are staring at him.
"This is the mountain god." At this moment, a panting voice came from behind, and the black umbrella swiped, bringing a string of water splashing across the other person's throat. Buda was startled, gasping and raising his hand: "Sir, it's me."
She was not dead. She had somehow jumped down as well, but she was in a much more miserable state than Jiang Xian and the others. One of her legs was broken, and she walked with a limp, holding her right ribs, and spoke with a weak voice.
"We walked here last time. We didn't encounter any golden-faced ghosts at all..." She walked to the front of the sculpture while panting, and gently stroked the sculpture with her old hands trembling: "But... the last time we came, the sculpture didn't open its eyes."
"I heard..." She turned around and looked at Jiang Xian with a complicated expression: "Only those who are chosen by the gods can look directly at the gods."
"Keep making it up." Lin Ruoxue bit the rubber band, tied up her hair, and sneered, "Is this what you have been guarding for two thousand years? Let me ask you, where is the Huo family's tomb?"
Buda was stunned: "What Huo family tomb?"
Jiang Xian glanced at the other person calmly. From the other person's almost expressionless face, it was impossible to tell whether what he said was true or false - after all, the fact that they were the keepers of the Huo family cemetery was just their speculation.
Lin Ruoxue tied her hair and said calmly, "Okay, let's not talk about the championship candidate for now. Then let me ask you again, how many cattle and sheep have you had every year over the past few decades?"
"Don't say there is nothing. Just a week ago, you guarded nearly twenty livestock from outside." She looked around and said in a deep voice: "If this is the place where you appeased the mountain god, then... there should be a mountain of corpses here! The water can never be so clear."
She turned her head and stared into Buda's eyes: "You are lying."
These four words, like a spell, broke everything that seemed calm. At the moment these four words fell, Jiang Xian suddenly realized... fog had risen.
It was very abrupt and without any warning.
The thick fog seemed to come out of nowhere, rising from all directions of the cave, instantly engulfing the figures of the three people and all the sounds here.
Instantly, the cave was completely silent. Jiang Xian stood firmly, bent down, and prepared to dive silently into the water. But as he lowered his body, he looked down in disbelief. A huge sense of fear came like a tsunami, instantly engulfing him.
Gone...
The lotus pond was gone. The clear water and lotus leaves that covered the pond were gone! In their place was a vast expanse of yellow sand!
"This... How is it possible!!" It was so weird, he was shocked to see the scene in front of him. His hand suddenly plunged into the sand, and a scorching heat from the sun rushed into his palm. He grabbed it, looked at it under his hand in disbelief, and then licked it fiercely.
It’s sand…really sand!
He turned around and looked around. White fog and yellow sand, two natural phenomena that could never appear at the same time, came together at this moment. The yellow sand in his hand fell through his fingers, and he couldn't even hear the slightest sound from others.
"What the hell..." It was a shock that was simply incomprehensible. He turned around gasping for breath. The touch was so real - whether it was the temperature or the shape of the sand, he was indeed in the desert.
So what did he see just now?
Who is Zhuang Zhou and who is the butterfly?
After being stunned for a few seconds, Jiang Xian pulled out the Dragon Slayer and gently scratched his palm. Immediately, blood flowed out.
He turned his palm to the side, and the blood flowed down. However, at the moment when the blood left his palm, it flew away with the wind, turning into drops of blood that flew into the air!
"This is an illusion." Jiang Xian took a deep breath and murmured, "Illusions can only affect the surroundings, not the body itself. I felt the pain, and I did cut myself. But once the blood leaves the body, it no longer belongs to me."
This sentence is like a symbol, an end, a beginning, and a nirvana.
The next second, the white mist suddenly dissipated, revealing the dark sky, with lightning and thunder in the sky, and then countless water columns fell down! It was like the white paper called "sky" was pierced by the silver needles of the water column. In the blink of an eye, countless buds emerged in the desert, and green grasses arched out of the sand, bloomed, bore fruit, and grew into towering trees.
In just a moment, he was like a warrior in a primeval forest, with a howling wind blowing and blowing the treetops down. More and more water fell, and finally... at the end of the field of vision, a magnificent tsunami formed!
Boom boom! There was finally a sound between heaven and earth. It was a tsunami of hundreds of meters across the horizon. Wherever it passed, the forest collapsed. However, Jiang Xian didn't care about the tsunami at all. Instead, he looked at the figure behind the tsunami that was hard to describe and hard to look at!
There are countless symbols.
Countless years, annual rings, the vast ocean... It is indescribable, abstract, simple lines and dots.
These things, which cannot be described in words, are combined together in a complex and awe-inspiring way to form a towering figure.
That was a woman.
He has three heads and six arms, a human body and a fish tail. He comes on the wind and thunder and leaves on the waves.
This is...seeing God!
Bang! Jiang Xian's mind suddenly froze, and the picture collapsed like glass. He finally understood that he had just seen the symbol of seeing God!
The surroundings fell into darkness, and then, he appeared hazily. He saw... he was still standing in the lotus pond, and his eyes were looking directly into the two red pupils of the sculpture.
And right in front of him, a bone knife was less than a foot away from his chest! Behind him was Buda's ferocious face!