Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Four people, Zhou Li, Tang Wan, Zhu Qianyun, and Qian Hu, plus a zombie horse racing girl, and a godless black cat that was ruined, entered this tunnel.

"This tunnel is deeper than the tunnels I dug."

Even Zhou Li couldn't help but sigh when looking at the high quality of the skeleton made of stone slabs and the internal structure of wooden piles.

"Is the tunnel better than the tunnel?"

Jeanne d'Arc, who was following behind, was stunned, and for a moment she didn't understand what "authentic" meant.

"fine."

Tang Wan was a kind-hearted person who couldn't bear to see others being confused, so he explained enthusiastically: "He is being cute, you know the refrain."

"Oh, I see, Mr. Zhou still has a childlike innocence."

Jeanne nodded and said happily.

"You are so pleased with yourself."

The corner of Zhou Li's mouth twitched, and the hand holding the torch paused.

This tunnel was obviously not something that a few ordinary people could dig out. No matter the material, scale or even design, it was vaguely revealed that the construction of this tunnel might have another purpose. It can be said that if this tunnel is built in the capital, Jiuzu Xiaoxiaole can be renamed Jiuzu Duiduopeng. Come and kill a pair, click a bomb at random and you will get a gift pack of the same type as Fang Xiaoru.

But fortunately, Shangjing is neither an important border town nor an outer city of the capital. It is just an ordinary Beijun city-state. Moreover, according to Zhu Qianyun's observation, some traces or tools in this tunnel date back to the Tang Dynasty, which shows that this tunnel should have been built under Shangjing very early.

"There are murals."

Zhou Li leaned the torch back slightly, and the black cat sat on Zhou Li's head facing the firelight, and continued to lie on its back. Zhou Li, a few people and a zombie got closer and began to look at the artistic and authentic murals.

The first mural depicts a temple, with a handsome man in yellow and red monk robes holding a Zen staff in the center. He was surrounded by men and women of different attire, ages and appearances. They surrounded the monk, as if they were listening to his teachings, and their faces were full of piety.

Following the movement of the firelight, on the second mural, the monk was kneeling on a futon, in the splendid temple, and beside him stood a handsome man with a dragon pattern and green skin. The man nodded slightly, as if he was paying tribute to the solemn Buddha statue, or looking at the burning incense. Behind them, the woman in white stood gracefully, watching everything.

"There are words."

Zhou Li's eyesight was very good, and he immediately saw the light red font next to the Buddha statue. He moved the torch over, frowned, and whispered softly: "Feeling at home?"

"A woman's treasure."

Tang Wan corrected.

Zhu Qianyun really couldn't stand two illiterate people dancing around here, so one of them twisted his waist, then leaned over and said word by word: "Buddhism and Taoism can be explained together."

"Ah, here comes my favorite part of betrayal again."

Zhou Li said expressionlessly: "I have already thought of the following content on my heels. This young man is from Taoism. These three people originally planned for Buddhism and Taoism to coexist, but due to the love triangle problem or the obstruction of the forces in various sects, the result was They betrayed each other, the three of them parted ways because of their different ideas. Standing in the Valley of the End, one shouted Uchiha Buddha, the other shouted Uzumaki and I will die together, and the other White Snake Sakura did nothing but watch the show."

"I'm tired of it, can we change the plot?"

Sighing, Zhou Li moved the torch downwards and looked at the third mural.

Then he had nothing to say.

"seriously?"

Zhou Li turned his head, pointed at the mural behind him with a horrified face, and asked in disbelief: "Is this plot serious?"

Everyone was silent.

In the mural, a monk covered in golden light holds a dragon tail in his left hand and a snake tail in his right hand. The dragon head serves as a hammer and the snake head serves as a sword. He waves his left and right hands at the same time, facing the indescribable Buddha statue. Dozens of gray tentacles behind the Buddha statue covered the sky and the earth, and the originally holy and solemn Buddha's head was replaced by eyes with fangs and pupils blending together. What about the Legend of White Snake, sadomasochism, and the incompatibility between humans and monsters?
Why did he become a mighty dragon fighting against an ancient god from outside?

Who can help me fill in the missing piece of the love triangle?

Several people didn't know how to evaluate it. No one expected that the original clichéd Legend of White Snake would become the Legend of Ancient God Shi'e. This is no longer a different plot, this is equivalent to Tang Bohu's 99 Huangji whale-killing fist punching Qiu Xiang, who believed in the black goat, to death.

"Ahem, next one, next one."

Zhou Li coughed twice, calling everyone's attention back. He moved the torch stiffly to the next mural, and then, silence spread throughout the tunnel.

Looking at the monk on the mural with his back to the crowd, the sky and the earth behind him, and a snake under his crotch, Zhou Li stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Supported by Joan of Arc, he pointed tremblingly at the first coded artwork in ancient times and said unspeakably:

"Fahai...Fahai is a fool!"

"No."

Tang Wan came closer, looked at it carefully, frowned and said, "It doesn't look like it, he's wearing pants."

The fire continued to move.

"Yaoshou! Longcao Fahai has died!!!!!!!!!!"

Looking at the fourth mural with his back to the crowd, the sky and the earth behind him, and the monk's dragon on his crotch, Zhou Li's expression was completely distorted.

"It looks similar now."

Tang Wan nodded and agreed: "I'm not wearing pants this time."

"Do dragons wear pants?"

Zhu Qianyun raised a soul question.

"No, can you please pay attention to the content on the mural!!!"

Zhou Li patted the wall and said in disbelief: "Is this a matter of wearing pants or not? Fahai Sun Snake, Dragon Sun Fahai, this is the key point."

"It's not like Mr. Zhou said."

At this time, Qianhu, who had been observing carefully, turned his head and said solemnly: "Come and see the fifth mural."

Everyone looked along the firelight, and on the fifth mural, a monk with strange vertical pupils and tentacles wrapped around his body faced a dragon and a snake alone. The dragon's eyes are full of compassion, while the snake's eyes are full of passionate love. On the dragon's claws, the flesh and blood of the monk's waist exuded a strange black energy, while the snake's tail seemed to have been torn off alive, with its flesh and bones separated.

"The monk was still infected by that Buddha statue."

After a brief silence, Zhou Li said calmly: "The monk's ability to face the fallen Buddha is his limit. After killing the Buddha statue, the evil god attached to him. The painting of the grass snake should He was killing the snake and was stopped by the dragon.”

The mural ends here.

"White Snake..."

Zhou Li squinted his eyes, looked at the white snake obsessed with the monk under the flickering firelight, and murmured softly:

"He's gone crazy."

"What else do you want to do..." (End of chapter)