Spirit Realm Walker

What sounds and cultural relics can speak? Zhang Yuanqing rushed over with a whoosh, followed by his teammates.

They came to the display case and found that the speaker was a clay mask with a beard and wrinkles, and the image was that of a rather kind old man.

It's just that the empty eyes look a bit eerie.

"You can speak? Was it you who spoke just now?" Zhang Yuanqing examined the clay mask.

"I can't speak. Did you just hear a hallucination?" The clay mask opened and closed its mouth and answered with a smile.

Knows irony, tsk, IQ is a bit high. Zhang Yuanqing had an idea. Just now he was wondering why there were no clues in Exhibition Hall 2.

The purpose of the dungeon is to train spiritual practitioners. Although the mortality rate is high, there are no hints or clues at all.

Based on his knowledge of the copy, here comes the clue!

Zhang Yuanqing also laughed and said: "I am very curious about where your vocal cords are. Well, what kind of cultural relic are you?"

"I can only answer you one question at a time. Do you want my vocal cords or my identity?" Clay Mask replied.

"Your identity."

"I am the mask of a great being. I was born in ancient times. At that time, humans had just mastered the technology of making pottery. However, it was many years later that I was born spiritually." The clay mask said with emotion:

"My first master was a rain master with the Xiong clan. He was responsible for offering sacrifices and praying for rain."

Is there a Xiong family? I had never heard of Zhang Yuanqing, who was a top student at Songhai University. I carefully reviewed my knowledge reserves and didn't remember who Xiong was.

Huang Taiji narrowed his eyes and said in a serious tone: "Yu Xiong is the Yellow Emperor!"

Um? Isn't the Yellow Emperor Gongsun and Xuanyuan? Even if you say Ji, I understand! What the hell is a Xiong family? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart and was in awe.

The origin of this cultural relic is not simple.

The clay mask lay quietly in the display case, silent as no one asked.

Madoka asked tentatively: "Where is the second master?"

Clay Mask then spoke:

"After the Battle of Zhuolu, my master died in battle. I was circulated among the major tribes, was offered on altars, and was used to communicate between heaven and earth. Until the great changes in ancient times, Buzhou Mountain collapsed, and my power was sealed. A mortal thing."

Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up, "Tell me more about that great incident in ancient times!"

The clay mask said with a smile: "You are a wild cultivator who doesn't even have a godly position, so don't ask for emperor-level secrets."

Alicia half understood and asked: "Emperor level? What kind of division is this? I have never heard of it."

Clay Mask answered every question and said slowly:

"The Three Emperors were born, namely the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth and the Emperor Wa. After the Three Emperors emerged, the Five Emperors took control of the world and commanded the nine states. Under the Five Emperors were the gods from all directions.

"Mountains, rivers, lakes, and swamps all have gods. They are all canonized by the Five Emperors and manage the Nine Provinces on their behalf. Under the gods are ghosts, monsters, ghosts, and folk wild cultivators. All of you here are wild cultivators."

There is a sense of superiority! This guy looks like a kind old man, but his speaking style and tone are a bit needy! Zhang Yuanqing recalled this passage with a serious expression, only feeling that the amount of information revealed in it was huge.

What the clay man said is most likely the history of ancient practitioners.

He remembered that the palace master said that Emperor Wa was the only historical figure that existed in mythology and was the administrator of the spiritual realm.

If what the Tao Tu people said is true, then the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were also ancient practitioners.

The Five Emperors should represent metal, wood, water, fire and earth. In mythology, they are the Yan Emperor, the White Emperor, the Red Emperor, the Emperor and the Black Emperor. What about the Three Emperors? Zhang Yuanqing asked:

"Who are the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Earth? Well, what authority do they hold?"

"I don't know!" The clay mask answered concisely.

"Is the Emperor of Heaven and Emperor of Earth a legend, or does it really exist?" Zhang Yuanqing asked again.

"I don't know." The clay mask gave the same reply.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Earth are so mysterious that they are not even sure whether they exist! Zhang Yuanqing started to think and analyze the possibility of the existence of the Emperor and the Emperor of the Earth, as well as their possible careers.

These can be deduced based on the existing professions in the spiritual realm.

Seeing that Yuanshi Tianzun was silent, Xiao Yuan took the initiative to speak and asked questions related to the copy:

"Where is the key to the bronze door?"

"Among the four cultural relics in the southeast, northwest and northwest." The clay mask answered.

Zhang Yuanqing and others immediately raised their heads, looked around, and scanned the four cultural relics in the southeast, northwest and northwest one by one.

"How can I take out the key?" Zhang Yuanqing, in the spirit of gathering wool, asked if he had anything to do.

The clay mask smiled and said: "Conquer the cultural relics."

"How to subdue him?" Huang Taiji's eyes were focused.

The clay mask's beard twitched and he laughed: "Have you seen that statue of Guanyin? Take off the pure bottle. The key to open the bronze door is inside."

Zhang Yuanqing exchanged glances with his teammates and said, "I'll do it and let the Inferi try it."

Retrieving keys is always accompanied by danger.

No one objected.

Zhang Yuanqing took out the Little Red Riding Hood, shook off a fourth-level Yin corpse, and steered it towards the statue of Guanyin.

The Yin Corpse stopped in front of the four-meter-high giant sculpture, bent its knees slightly, jumped up, grabbed the palm holding the jade purification bottle, and then used its strength to stand firmly in the palm of the hand.

The jade purification bottle is as big as a bucket. Although the mouth of the bottle is closed, it can still accommodate an adult's arm.

Zhang Yuanqing controlled the Inferi to look down. The inside of the mouth of the bottle was pitch black, and even the Dark Night God's vision could not penetrate the darkness.

He simply bent down, put his arm deep into the mouth of the bottle, and groped inside.

The next second, the Yin corpse was taken into the jade bottle.

Zhang Yuanqing's consciousness was "bounced" back to his body, and his head jerked back, as if someone had hit him with a stick.

Xiao Yuan hurriedly supported him, and before asking, she heard a "rumbling" sound. The statue of Guanyin shook violently, and the base and body hit the floor and walls. The rumbling sound was extremely fierce.

Immediately afterwards, black spring water gushes out from the mouth of the jade pure bottle, making a loud gurgling sound.

Black spring water spreads along the floor tiles.

Black spring water Zhang Yuanqing's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with fear. This was what he saw during stargazing, the black water that killed Qingzhu.

But what really made him change his mind was that he recognized the black spring water!

Weak water!

In Elder Dog's zoo, there is also the same weak water, which can drown all living things.

The stargazing picture was blurry and he didn't recognize it. Now that he saw the real black spring water, he realized that it was weak water.

Qingzhu remembered Yuanshi Tianzun's reminder, his expression tightened, and he lowered his head and asked: "What kind of water is this, and what is the danger?"

The clay mask replied: "No danger!"

No danger? Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's not right!" Zhang Yuanqing looked down at the clay mask in the showcase with sharp eyes, and said coldly: "This is weak water, the weak water that can drown all things. You are lying to us. How much of what you just said is true? How much is fake?”

The moment the clay mask said "there is no danger", Zhang Yuanqing realized that he had been deceived and could not believe this thing.

Maybe the key wasn't in the jade bottle at all, or maybe the clay mask tricked him into touching the jade bottle in order to trigger the mechanism and kill them.

Huang Taiji, Qingzhu and Alicia all changed their expressions.

——Madoka has the image of a queen bee, so it is difficult for her to have a complexion or expression.

"Wow!"

The jade purification bottle was like a water pump, spurting out large streams of black spring water. The white foam pushed up the weak water and quickly spread throughout half of the exhibition hall.

It quickly spread to the feet of Zhang Yuanqing and others.

The five people retreated in panic. Alicia used the wind blade to cut off a piece of clothing and threw it towards the thin layer of weak water covering the tiles.

The corners of his clothes sank instantly, and then disappeared, no one knew where he went.

Maybe they entered the jade purification bottle, maybe they were "melted", it doesn't matter. This has proven that Yuanshi Tianzun was right. They were deceived by the clay mask, thus triggering the death mechanism.

The clay mask in the showcase said with a smile:

"My answer is: one sentence is true, the next sentence is false, and the next sentence is true or false."

Tell a lie after telling the truth? Is this its characteristic? Zhang Yuanqing was thinking as he backed away and raced against Weak Shui.

"What should I do?" Qingzhu was the most panicked.

Alicia said calmly: "Don't panic, I will use the airflow to lift you up."

"It's useless." Zhang Yuanqing gave popular science to foreign girls, "The weak water drowns all things, including flying creatures. When the weak water spreads to the entire exhibition hall, we will definitely die."

Unless there is Linmu, only Linmu can float on weak water, but this thing is a rare material, and it is probably very rare in the entire spiritual realm, let alone a killing copy.

The black weak water continued to spread, forcing Zhang Yuanqing and others to retreat, and soon they reached the end, with the huge blank painting behind them.

Looking at the surging weak water, Huang Taiji raised his foot and stepped hard.

The tiles in front of everyone shattered, and a thin concrete barrier rose up in an attempt to block the spread of weak water.

But as soon as the concrete rose, it melted like ice and sank into the weak water.

The hope in everyone's eyes was shattered, and even the power of loess could not stop weak water.

"Damn it!" Qingzhu gritted his teeth: "I'm going to smash that broken mask."

Xiao Yuan suddenly said: "Yuanshi, collect them."

Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood what his lover meant, and decisively took out the little red riding hood and activated its storage capacity.

The weak water surged forward steadily without any change.

"No, the level of weak water is too high, and it cannot be contained by saint props." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head regretfully.

"What should we do?" Alicia was a little anxious. She had never seen such a thing before and couldn't think of a way to resolve it for a while.

"It's at your feet, it's at your feet!!" Qingzhu shouted.

Zhang Yuanqing looked left and right, his thoughts suddenly changed, and suddenly his heart moved and he shouted:

"Climb onto the display cabinet, quickly!"

He didn't need to say anything, everyone quickly climbed onto the display cabinet, one person at a time.

The next second, the weak black water flooded the place where they were standing and spread across the entire exhibition hall.

The five people sat on different display cabinets and breathed a sigh of relief.

Weak water drowns all things, but the showcase is still there, which means it is right to stay on the showcase.

But everyone's relaxation did not last long, because the bottle mouth was still spraying weak water continuously, and the water level in the exhibition hall was getting higher and higher, gradually reaching the level of ordinary people's knees.

According to this posture, sooner or later the weak water will reach the display cabinet, and they will still be unable to escape death.