forbidden area

Chapter 420
This cave is separated by a river, and some bushes cover half of the cave. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.I noticed it because of the Shennong Ding in my left hand.Although the breath of Shennong Ding was weak, it still fed back a trace of energy.

And just when I passed by this place, the Shennong Ding tripped, and then I found this cave, and felt something calling me.

The small river in front of me was only two feet wide, and I jumped across it with a slight leap.

But when I landed, I staggered a few steps and nearly fell.The cave unexpectedly produced a suction force, pulling me into the cave.No matter how much I refuse this suction, I still can't resist it.

However, the strange thing is that Shennong Ding just seems to have sent an idea, wanting me to enter it.

"Just go and see, what are you afraid of?"

With this thought in my mind, I suddenly gave up resisting.

At this time, it can be said that it is surrounded by enemies. Although this cave is a bit strange, it is not as scary as I thought.

pat!

I was immediately drawn into the cave, and fell to the ground with a loud noise.This cave seemed to shield the entire outside world, it was pitch black.Even my cultivation has been completely sealed, making me a person with no physical body but no real energy.

I became normal again.

What kind of magical power does this passage have, it can turn people who cut evil thoughts into ordinary people!

I touched the surrounding walls and felt a damp breath, as if the place was very humid.Immediately, I opened Shura Eyes without hesitation, and a red world appeared in my eyes.

With the Asura Eye, I can see the world that I can't see normally. When I opened the Asura Eye, the passage suddenly opened up. This is a large passage that can accommodate five horses entering and exiting at the same time.

On the two walls of the passage, there are words that I can't understand, like snakes twisting.

Although I don't know these characters, I know they are ancient serpent script.According to legend, there are some people with great wisdom among human beings. After viewing various animals in the world, they write inscriptions one by one based on the lines of these animals. This snake script is one of the characters.

I walked all the way, looking at these serpentines all the way, it seemed a little strange.

I seem to know some of these words again.

The cave is very deep, I walked for a quarter of an hour, and I was still walking, and the call became stronger and stronger.The serpent script is still going on, it seems to be telling the deeds of a hero between heaven and earth.

At this moment, I saw that the text on both sides changed, and it seemed to become more organized.

Then, at the top of the channel, scenes began to appear.

At the beginning, there were many people cooking food, and it was a happy feeling.But one day, a fire dragon fell from the sky and set the whole world on fire.Along with the fire dragons came some gigantic beast-headed monsters and disasters.

These beast-headed monsters eat people everywhere and snatch the girl back to the cave.

The people are struggling to survive, so they have to find a way to communicate with the gods and let the gods find a way.

At this time, the clansmen got the revelation of the gods in their dreams.It is necessary to cook one of the bravest warriors among mankind alive with a tripod and let a woman eat it.Then as long as the beast-headed monster eats this woman, it will restore the whole tribe to its original state.

The clansmen originally thought this matter was terrifying and useless.But then there was really no other way but to follow suit.

Later, the beast-headed monster ate the girl, then turned into a violent beast-headed monster, returned to the beast-headed monster, and devoured all the beast-headed monsters.

The story is simple, but brutal.

I don't understand where the so-called instructions come from.If it is true, are there really such cruel gods in this world?
I became silent. In the future, will I become such a cold-blooded and ruthless person?

"Why does it look like Shennong Ding?"

It's just that the tripod in the painting looks too similar to the tripod in my hand.

But is it possible?

The paintings on the stone wall become interesting at this position.In the picture, people tied up a beast-headed monster, sealed it in a coffin, and buried it.It's not laying down the soil, nor is it building a tomb.

Instead, traces were dug out on the stone wall in the air, as if the mountain wall was hollowed out.

Then, they nailed these monsters, as well as those who were hurt by the beast-headed monsters, and then left. These things can only be done by the bravest people.

In this way, the coffin is suspended in the air.

It seems that this kind of appearance can prevent these beast-headed monsters from coming out to harm people again, making them unable to reach the sky or descend to the ground.

Hanging coffin?

In the real world, there is a place with countless hanging coffins in the legend, but no one can find that place.

"Here, it seems to be a stone room, ah!"

At the very end, the field widened and a stone room appeared.But then I took a few steps back in horror, unable to calm down my own mood for a long time.

In this stone room, there are more than ten coffins densely packed.

These coffins are pitch-black, but they are quite old, and some of the coffins have mottled fractures, which seem to be the erosion of time.These can't be the coffins placed on the wall in the painted wall, right?But that was not the case. Not far away, two coffins fell to one side, and the corpses fell out of them, wearing modern clothes.

I suddenly felt that the stone room was gloomy, and there was a gust of wind blowing.

That cold wind went straight down my neck, like someone blowing cold air on your neck, as if you touched something.

But I was not afraid, but stood up energetically.

There are three fires on a person's body, one on the shoulder and one on the top of the head.These three fires are also called Samadhi True Fire, which is the source of human life.If any ghost wants to get close, these three fires will definitely resist.If one of the lamps goes out, the ghost will easily get on the body.

Among Taoists, if a person has no fear, the three fires will become stronger and he will not be afraid of ghosts.

The real fire that Zhang Huan practiced was based on this principle.

But it's obvious that I'm overthinking, these people are not moving at all, they are dead one by one.And on their faces, many had obvious sores.

These sores are so foul-smelling that even standing there makes one feel dizzy.

"So it is."

I looked at the little bit of light in the coffin cave, I scattered my Shura eyes, and now the blood-red world became clear.And beside a coffin, I saw a monument.The inscription says that there was a great plague in a certain village, and the chances of resuscitating it were not high, so burying these dead people in this place will bring good luck to all descendants.

Legend has it that this kind of cave can bless future generations.

It's just that I don't quite believe it, because this kind of question is really hard to say.

I checked a few coffins, but because I was a little scared and recalled some bad memories, I didn't say anything.

When I walked past several coffins, I realized that there was a half-person-high gap at the edge.Looking out from the gap, it turned out to be a higher cliff.

Really in mid-air?

There was some thumping in my heart.

And just when I turned around, one of the exposed corpses suddenly opened its eyes, grinned invisibly, showing jagged teeth, blood flowing.

Longhushan, Tianshitang.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was looking at the picture of the ancestor preaching with his hands behind his back, and remained silent for a long time.

Kneeling next to him was a young man who was a genius recruited by Longhu Mountain.At this time, he kowtowed to him respectfully, because he knew that the middle-aged Taoist priest must be very angry.

After all, it was his son who died!
"Send more people to go into the hanging coffin. But it will be dark in a while, it's better not to go there. Let's go!"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled bitterly, and then his eyes fixed on the Taoist in the painting.

That is Zhang Daoling.

"Yes!"

The young man secretly thought he was lucky, readily agreed, and then ran down quickly, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.

The middle-aged Taoist stared at the painting again, wondering what he was thinking.He stretched out his right hand and looked down. He didn't know how long it had passed, so long that he had forgotten what his hand was like back then.

"Wang Pan? Zhang Daoling? You know, I've been waiting for you for too long!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest clenched his hands tightly, and the cocoons on them turned white from being pinched.

(End of this chapter)