Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Listening to everyone's speculation about the identity of the owner of the tomb, only Yan Yan was silent beside her.

According to the past shown on the murals, the owner of the tomb should be a highly respected leader.

But Yan Yan felt a little heavy in her heart.

Because only she knows that the method she used to deduce the content of these murals was learned from her grandfather in Blue Star.

In the world of mountains and seas, these things or these funeral customs do not necessarily exist.

Although the real identity of the owner of the tomb cannot be determined yet, at least Yanyan can be sure of one thing.

The owner of the tomb in the underground palace is likely to come from outside the territory.

This is very bad news.

So far, everything that points out of the realm is full of evil and sin.

It gave Yanyan a very bad impression.

Yanyan didn't blindly think that the tomb might also come from her hometown, Blue Star, just because the form of this tomb was similar to the knowledge structure in Blue Star.

The reason is simple, she is a person who never believes in absolute coincidence.

Just like she came to the world of mountains and seas from Blue Star, she didn't believe it was purely a coincidence.

Although so far, including Canghua, no one has told her about her deep connection with this world.

But Yan Yan already felt something.

At least she has a unique spatial spiritual root as proof.

Or maybe this is why she came to this world...

The crowd had been guided by Yanyan to understand the content of the mural, but they still didn't think of the solution to the problem of opening the second stone gate, so they turned their attention to Yanyan again.

Yanyan collected her thoughts, raised her head and looked at the roof: "The idea of ​​ending the question is right there."

Everyone followed Yanyan and raised their heads, all they saw was a blank, round roof.

After staring at the roof for a while, Zhong Kun from the White Mist Palace finally couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with the roof? There's nothing there."

Kou Mingcheng of Jiange actually wanted to ask a long time ago, even though Ling Yu had just been trained by the Shaoge master, they didn't dare to speak easily.

Yu Xinzhu asked hesitantly, "The roof is blank, but judging from the paintings on the four walls of this tomb, the roof shouldn't be empty, and there should be something painted on it."

Yan Yan nodded: "That's right, the key to open this stone door is here, the murals that fill the roof."

Yueya frowned: "These murals are all about the life of the owner of the tomb. We don't know him well. How do we know what she did before she died? How do I fill in the paintings?"

Yan Yan smiled and said: "Of course we don't want us to paint the tomb owner's time when he was alive."

Yue Ya's expression was a bit strange: "If you don't draw him alive, could it be that you draw him after he dies?"

What is there to draw after death?
Is it possible to draw a coffin on the roof?

The other disciples also thought of this, and their expressions were a little strange, and some of them were trying to laugh but didn't dare.

Yanyan doesn't care that they have such thoughts, after all they have never been in contact with the underworld aesthetics on Blue Star, so it's normal for them not to understand these burial customs.

"Have you ever carefully observed this tomb? Its structure is different from the rooms we usually see."

"Our ordinary room also has four walls and a square roof above the door. But this tomb has square walls supporting a round roof."

After she mentioned it, everyone noticed that the architectural structure of the tomb is indeed somewhat special.

Yanyan continued: "This kind of structure is in line with the human race's understanding of heaven and earth in ancient times, that is, the worldview of round sky and earth."

Yu Xinzhu and Yue Ya nodded suddenly.

Although it was the first time for them to hear the word "world view", they had read similar records in ancient books about the view of "round sky and earth".

"In the consciousness of ancient people, the earth represents the foundation, vitality, and the beginning of everything. The high sky represents yearning."

Yu Xinzhu: "So, this circular roof is for us to add the yearning of the owner of the tomb!"

As expected of a small pavilion master, his comprehension and reaction are far superior to others.

Yan Yan nodded: "Yes! What needs to be painted on the roof is the hope of the owner of the tomb."

When she said the final answer, Yanyan's eyes fell on the back of an extremely inconspicuous little figure above the east corner.

The figure stood there, not knowing what he was looking at.

It was obviously a child's back, and at the foot of that back, there was a not-so-obvious bulge, like a bulge protruding from the ground.

Yan Yan just looked at it for a long time but didn't understand what the bulge meant, she just murmured subconsciously:

"Or it should be said that it is the unfulfilled long-cherished wish of the owner of the tomb."

Yueya probably guessed it just now, and while Yanyan was explaining to everyone, she carefully read those murals again.

Then he turned his head and looked at Yanyan with a calm expression: "So what is the wish of the owner of the tomb? I still haven't figured it out."

Yan Yan's gaze was withdrawn from the inconspicuous bulge, and came to the original mural.

On that empty altar, Yanyan spread her five fingers and imprinted her palm there.

While the palm was printed on the altar, the power of green wood flowed out from her body, and a sapling with a light golden color appeared on the altar.

Yanyan's palm printed on the altar is like a small seed compared to the whole magnificent mural.

A branch sprouted from the palm of her hand, and countless roots grew from the bottom of the palm at the same time.

As Yanyan's green-gold breath was continuously sent from the palm of her hand into the mural, the tree that sprouted from her palm began to quickly scatter branches and leaves.

After a while, a lush tree grew on the altar.

"Move, move!"

Sun Fan suddenly shouted loudly.

Just when the big tree grew on the altar, the people in the paintings kneeling in front of the altar actually started to move, and began to bow to the altar one after another, which looked amazing.

It's also vaguely weird.

Yan Yan didn't look at the moving figures in the painting.

The palm of her hand remained on the altar, pouring spirit energy into the mural in an endless stream.

Yu Xinzhu noticed that her eyes were a little distracted, and her heart shook slightly.

Yan Yan was actually painting in her spiritual consciousness.

Yu Xinzhu suddenly realized that this scene was not the long-cherished wish of the owner of the tomb, but the picture in Yan Yan's mind!

But the picture in Yanyan's heart successfully activated the mural.

With the growth of the Yanyan Palm Tree, the lush branches crossed the blue sky of the mural in the first stage, and entered the battlefield of gold and iron horses.

The cyan canopy covered the gloomy sky, and the soldiers who were experiencing war under the sky stopped waving their weapons one after another.

The original scene of war has changed to peace and looking up. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the tree in the sky.

The tree grew bigger and bigger, and the thick branches also passed through this layer of the picture, and came to the majestic palace.

Behind the empty chair in the palace, it becomes a canopy-like background.