Big dreamer

Shen Luo was a little confused at first, but after thinking about it for a moment, he understood.

Most of the books in this hall are in the reading pavilion open to all inner and outer sect disciples. At most, some basic exercises are stored in it, but it is unlikely that the important classics that the sect has truly inherited are kept in it.

This is actually no different from the practice of Spring and Autumn Temple. Most Zhenzong techniques are passed down orally between masters and disciples and are kept secret. This is the case with Chunyang Sword Jue.

After Shen Luo rested for a while, he turned around and picked out a few basic exercises on cultivation from the stacks of ancient books, as well as those about elixirs, immortal grass, alchemy and weapon refining, and put them into the Seven Star Pen.

Then, he put away the remaining unread books, stretched out, and planned to get out of the hole in the wall and leave here.

But just as he twisted his neck and moved his muscles, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white light in a corner of the hall.

He hurriedly walked over there, and when he looked over, he found a silk painting about one foot wide and three feet long hanging on the wall. It was illuminated by the moonlight from outside, reflecting a hazy image. white light.

Shen Luo was confused, and quickly came to the silk painting, and saw a bright full moon painted on it. Under the moon, there was a clump of green bamboo standing sideways, casting a shadowy shadow under the moonlight. It was like a "Tianzhu looking at the moon".

The workmanship of this painting is really top-notch, and I don’t know what color materials were used. After so many years, the color has not been damaged at all. The green bamboo still looks green, and the full moon is white with yellow, showing a sense of warmth. Looking at it Lifelike.

Shen Luo only glanced at it for a few times before he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes. The green bamboo cluster and the full moon seemed to suddenly become real and reflected in front of him.

Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a breeze blowing, and the green bamboos swayed one by one, colliding with each other, as if there was a sound of bamboo joints hitting each other, and the shadows cast on the ground began to change.

Shen Luo was surprised and hurriedly looked away. The strange image in front of him no longer existed, and the sound of bamboo knots in his ears also disappeared.

"What's going on?" He was quite surprised and looked at the picture again.

At this glance, the illusory scene emerged again. Not only did the bamboo shadows keep changing, but even the moonlight seemed to be shattered, scattering a mottled shadow of light and dark on the ground.

Shen Luo stared at the changing shadows for a long time, then suddenly raised his eyebrows and said "Oh" as if he had some realization.

"It seems a little different..." But soon, he shook his head inexplicably and muttered to himself.

He seemed to be in a daze, nodding and shaking his head, staring at this picture for a whole hour.

"The changes in the moon shadow seem to coincide with some kind of change in footwork. There must be something fishy, ​​but it will definitely be impossible to figure out in a short time. Let's put it away first." In the end, Shen Luo still shook his head and sighed. road.

After saying that, Shen Luo stepped forward, took the silk painting off the wall, rolled it up and put it into the seven-star pen.

He stuffed various things into the pen one after another, and soon there was not much space left.

After cleaning up, Shen Luo walked out of the hole in the back wall and continued towards the square. He encountered more and more halls along the way, but without exception, they had all been destroyed by the war.

The various corpses encountered along the way began to become more and more dense, but most of them were covered by vegetation and buried in the grass.

"It seems that the main battlefield of the battle was near here." Shen Luo thought secretly.

Under the night, there was deathly silence all around, with only the sound of sinking "rustling" footsteps echoing around.

The collapsed halls we passed along the way looked like piles of tombs piled high with earth.

A gust of night wind blew, and the shadows of the surrounding trees swayed. The dense forest and ruins lit up with a glowing green light, but countless skeletons and phosphorus fire rose up, flowing across the field like fireflies.

Shen Luo walked through the will-o'-the-wisps, and then walked out of the dense forest and arrived in front of the large square.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared in front of him.

I saw will-o'-the-wisps gathering all around, like soldiers lining up, swimming around the white square.

Shen Luo's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at the square carefully, but saw that there were only a few skeletons and fallen leaves on it, and there was no magic circle, and it didn't seem to have any mystery.

In the middle of the square, there is a circular high platform, only three feet above the ground. You can see a vague Tai Chi pattern on it, which seems to be made of two different colors of masonry. There is nothing else. things.

Shen Luo immediately let go of his consciousness and scanned the square, but still found nothing unusual.

After waiting for a while, the will-o'-the-wisps did not dissipate. Instead, they fell to the ground and surrounded the entire square, as if it was lit with a circle of green oil lamps.

Shen Luo hesitated for a moment, then walked up to the square.

As soon as he stepped onto the stone floor of the square, there seemed to be a whirlwind rising up from all around, carrying all the will-o'-the-wisps flying into the air.

Shen Luo's heart tightened and he immediately stopped and looked around.

After a while, no other visions appeared, so he felt relieved and continued walking towards the high platform in the center of the square.

However, after walking more than a hundred steps, when he was only ten feet away from the high platform, Shen Luo suddenly heard a vague human voice in his ears. At first, it sounded like the whispers of mosquitoes and flies, but when he listened carefully, it was like the sound of a yellow bell, echoing endlessly.

But no matter how loud or soft the voice was, the words were always vague, making him unable to hear clearly.

Shen Luo was confused, so he hurriedly used his mind to listen clearly. As a result, his mind moved slightly, and just as he heard the sentence "If it is the way, then move forward, if it is not the way, then retreat" in his ears, it was like a sudden thunder in his mind.

There was a loud "bang".

Shen Luo felt as if the back of his head was hit by a sledgehammer. His eyes suddenly turned black, and his body swayed back and forth a few times, almost falling to the ground.

He hurriedly stabilized his consciousness, pinched his eyebrows with his hands, and shook his head heavily, trying to wake himself up.

This feeling actually gave him a sense of familiarity, and he suddenly remembered that when he tried to reveal the secret of the jade pillow, it seemed to be such a strange scene.

Shen Luo staggered back a few steps and shook his head. The sound of being hit in his mind immediately disappeared, and the vague voice of human voice also disappeared.

He was stunned on the spot, a little confused about what happened.

"I clearly heard the voice of human voice just now, but what did he say?" Shen Luo looked puzzled and pondered.

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