Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

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"Chi, chi, chi..."

The red fox, who is familiar with the dark cave, ran to the depths while screaming, stopping from time to time, waiting for the two behind him.

Lu Chen and Qing Han followed behind. Although the cave was pitch black, it was nothing to the remnants of the prehistoric times and the Taoist celestial masters.

The cave looks ordinary, but it is a bit deep when walking.

Especially after crossing a few caves that are only the size of a fist, the road ahead seems to have no end, showing a downward trend and deepening continuously.

Lu Chen nodded slightly unexpectedly, his eyes were covered with a glimmer of light, and the entire dark cave was very clear in his eyes.

On the surface, this cave is nothing more than a dead end. Even if you are lucky enough to pass through the cave on the first floor, it is difficult to find clues to the second floor.

In other words, the hole the size of a fist, except for the plague of snakes and plagues, no one has ever stepped on it.

No wonder no one ever found out.

The red fox stopped in front of a shining transparent light wall, squatted on the spot, stared at the light curtain with clear eyes, and waited for the arrival of the two.

"Is that all?"

Lu Chen stopped in front of the light wall.

The red fox jumped onto the shoulders of the woman in red on the surrounding stone walls, and nodded obediently.

Ever since he was taught by Laohuai in Qingyun Temple, the red fox has been extremely well-behaved...

The young Taoist with the sword in his hand and the woman exchanged glances, before stepping into the light curtain first.

Lu Chen's eyes flickered, and after a trembling flicker, everything in front of him appeared in the eyes of the young Taoist priest.

In front of him is no longer the cramped cave, but a long and slender corridor completely made of bluestone.

All the details in the tunnel are interpreting the ancient and vicissitudes of this cave.

Looking at it from Fang Yan, the two-foot-wide corridor seemed to have no end, and it was so deep that it couldn't be seen at a glance.

There are some vague patterns on the bluestone wall in front of Lu Chen.

The young Taoist nodded lightly: "What a mysterious and delicate arrangement."

The light trembled again.

The woman in red with the red fox squatting on her shoulders walked in slowly, looking at everything in front of her, her eyes were a little shaken.

Looking at the deep corridor, Qinghan, the woman in red, took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "This is it."

With a flick of Lu Chen's fingers, a streak of spiritual power penetrated into Qing Han's eyebrows, and the spiritual power penetrated into his body, and his beautiful face, which had a slightly unfriendly expression due to the suppression of blood, eased slightly.

"how do you feel?"

The young Taoist asked softly.

"much better."

The woman in red with a calm face nodded lightly, and muttered: "Seal."

Lu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is it a seal again?"

Qinghan nodded slightly: "This seal is far better than Chiyang Mountain. If Emperor Dagan could create such a seal back then, after tens of thousands of years, Ping Yuan would not be able to get rid of it."

The young Taoist groaned, looking at the deep corridor with a little more curiosity.

Lu Chen's feet moved slightly, pinching a yellow paper talisman with his fingertips, his fingertips trembled slightly, the yellow paper talisman burned slowly, and the fire illuminated the corridor.

The young Taoist priest with a sword and the woman in red with a red fox on her shoulder walked side by side, and the two figures were stretched extremely long under the firelight.

Finally, Lu Chen saw the patterns on the stone walls clearly.

Those are vivid murals, several times more delicate than those under Chiyang Mountain.

In the mural is a double-eyed man with a slightly dark complexion. The man farmer is dressed in plain clothes and plows in the ground. The elephant in front of him plows the land for him, and the bird weeds for him.

The scene changed, and two women in wedding gowns came in sedan chairs. The man with double pupils was a little embarrassed that day.

Later, the man with double pupils arrived at a magnificent palace, where he received guests and sent them off. Everything was in order. The man with double pupils took the seal from an old man wearing a crown.

The man with double pupils took over the seal, commanded 16 people to be in charge of enlightenment and land, and exiled four strange beasts far away.

And a giant tiger with wings on its back came here and was trapped in the mountains.

Thousands of years later, the giant tiger rushed out of the mountain and was beheaded by Da Neng to trouble the world.

Before dying, he spits out a huge egg, which is not afraid of thunder, fire, or blows of knives and axes, and is immortal.

Later, it was sealed by Da Neng and placed in the underground palace.

Set up a fire around it, which will not go out for ten thousand years.

Suppress with the spirit of beasts and mountains and rivers.

……

At the end of the walk, Lu Chen murmured, "So that's how it is..."

Qinghan with the red fox on his shoulder looked at the double-eyed man in the mural, and asked in confusion, "How?"

"Emperor Shun."

The young Taoist said in a deep voice.

Qinghan's expression was slightly different, looking at the depths of the corridor, Liu Mei frowned slightly: "Then here is...?"

"Qing Qi."

Lu Chen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was a little dark.

In the mural, the man with double pupils and his filial piety is clearly Emperor Shun among the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

After 28 years, Yao Chan was located in Shun.

Emperor Shun appointed the virtuous and capable, and heard that "Ba Yuan" and "Ba Kai" had long been known as sages, so that "Ba Yuan" was disciplined and educated, and "Ba Kai" was sent to manage the land.

After ascending the throne, accepting advice with humility, punishing traitors, and exiling the four evildoers.

He is the untalented son of the Si family.

Emperor Hong's family had a son who was not talented, and his name was Hundun.

The untalented son of the Shaohao family said, Qiongqi.

Zhuanxu's incompetent son Zhuwu, and Jinyun's incompetent Taotie.

History is known as the four evils.

Notorious, Emperor Shun exiled the "Four Ominous Clans" to remote and wild places.

And the giant tiger with wings on its back is clearly Qiongqi, the son of the Western Heavenly Emperor.

"Shen Yi Jing Northwest Desolation" says: "There is a beast in the northwest, which looks like a tiger. It has wings and can fly. It suppresses cannibals and knows people's words. It is called Qiongqi.

For a moment, Qinghan's eyes shook a little.

It is true that she has the blood of the Chongming Bird, but compared to Qiongqi, she is like cloud and mud.

Lu Chen looked at the seemingly endless corridor with solemn eyes.

This should be the most depressing moment since he inherited the Taoist celestial master.

If a living ancient beast wakes up in Yushui City and riots a little, it will be an extremely devastating blow to the entire city.

Lu Chen let out a long breath and slowly raised his head. The seal of the Celestial Master in his mind and Danfeng's eyes flashed with divine light at the same time, and they moved towards the end of the corridor.

Walking forward slowly, every step of the worn-out road shoes reveals an indescribable firmness.

The woman in red looked at the back of the departing man Qinghan, her eyes swaying slightly.

……

Underground palace.

Meng An stood beside the round pool, a wave of spiritual power completely surrounded his body, blocking the incoming heat wave.

Looking at the paper figurines carrying the palanquin across the blue and purple dark fire, which is very close to the giant egg, the young man had a big smile on his face.

Lying in the bruises and dark fire did a lot of damage to the paper figurine who carried the coffin. At this moment, the feet cut out of white paper under the paper figurine have traces of being burned by charcoal fire, and the smile on the face is not as vivid as before.

The paper figurine made from the soul of the third child was even more so, with an indescribable pain on his face, as if every step he took was extremely tormented.

"You can find it anywhere."

Meng An looked at the white paper sedan chair parked around the giant egg, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Puri, Puli, I really should burn a few more pieces of paper for you."

Hatred flashed in the young man's eyes. If it weren't for the sudden change, he would be the one who died today.

This blue and purple dark fire is extremely ferocious, and any living thing contaminated by the dark fire will be slightly ashes within a breath.

Even if he jumped into the air, he would be swallowed instantly.

If it hadn't been for Pu Li's thought of using the fate of the gossip paper man to resist the dark fire, the giant egg on the high platform would have been impossible to get back.

After this trip, the eight paper figurines would almost all be reduced to ashes.

Similarly, the eight people behind the paper figurine will die at the same time, not even their souls are left.

If the paper figurine nourished by his own blood hadn't been snatched by that stinky Taoist priest Lu Chen in the secret place in the western suburbs, he might be the one who died now.

"Lu Chen, I still have to thank you, young master."

Meng An smiled coldly, looked up at the roof of the underground palace, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "When I present the gift to the ghost king, I will come to thank you personally."

The white paper sedan chair was parked under the round platform, and two paper figurines holding a suona were blowing with all their might.

Amid the sound of the suona, the giant egg on the high platform kept shaking, and the flickering light was also somewhat chaotic.

Two paper figurines holding flags intertwined and inserted around the giant egg, and the paper figurines stepped on strange steps.

Meng An stretched out his hand and scratched his palm, using his palm as a pen, he drew a huge pattern on the ground.

The young man's face paled instantly, and the blood in his palm poured into the pattern like water was pumped.

In a moment, the blood picture was drawn.

The young man fell to his knees with a plop, clasped his fists in his hands and kowtowed three times to the high platform, and said loudly, "Please get on the sedan chair, baby!"

The flag with the giant egg inserted suddenly exerted force, and the giant egg that was motionless on the high platform shook a little more, but even though the flag in the paper figurine's hand was bent due to excessive force, it still couldn't move a little.

There were a lot of charcoal marks on the eight paper figurines at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There were three more bangs, and Meng An's forehead was already stained with blood.

The young man forcibly stopped his trembling arms, and repeated in a low voice: "Please get on the sedan chair, baby!"

After the words fell, the giant egg on the high platform trembled violently, and the giant egg that was originally motionless was slightly tilted.

The two hanging flags found the right time, quickly protruded out, clamped the gap firmly, and pried it up vigorously, but it still had little effect.

Meng An resisted the dizziness caused by excessive blood loss in his body, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Please get on the sedan chair, baby!"

As the man's trembling voice fell, the giant egg on the stage slowly fell forward.

The two paper figurines under the stage seized the right moment, and instantly exerted force with the flags in their hands, lifting the giant egg high from the high platform.

The paper man carrying the sedan chair was startled suddenly, and the white paper sedan chair firmly caught the falling giant egg.

Amidst the sound of suona, the paper man carrying the sedan chair returned step by step according to the original route.

At this time, the burn marks had spread to the waist and abdomen of the paper figurine, and the walking was no longer as gentle as before.

But Meng An didn't care about this, as long as he could take back the gift to please the ghost king, let alone eight people, even 80 people would be worth it.

"call……"

The young man slumped on the ground as if exhausted, panting heavily.

Looking intently at the approaching giant egg, a strange excitement lingered on his pale face.

Twenty steps.

Fifteen steps.

Ten steps!

Seeing the giant egg on the white paper sedan chair getting closer and closer, Meng An stood up in a jerk, looking at the giant egg that was approaching, his pupils dilated subconsciously.

To a young man, an egg on a sedan chair is not an egg.

But his tomorrow.

Let a huge city bow its head and surrender tomorrow!

It is the tomb of Lu Chen, Kong Linger, Chen Qilin, all those who have hindered him.

Five steps, four steps, three steps!

The dark green giant egg was only a short distance away from Meng An, and it seemed that he could catch it with a little stretch of his hand.

"This world will soon be mine..."

Meng An stretched out his hand to fish for the giant egg, and let out a series of hoarse laughter.

But as soon as his voice fell, he vaguely heard the divine voice like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gust of piercing wind, extremely violent and fierce.

Meng An suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously withdrew his hand and leaned back a little.

"boom!"

A sword light came through the air, almost brushing Meng An's cheek, leaving a striking bloodstain on the young man's face, and a striking sword mark was blasted on the hill in front of him.

Seeing the sudden vision, the young man's pupils dilated involuntarily, and the spiritual power in his body instantly bloomed, spreading towards the dark green giant egg like a big hand of spiritual power, trying to find the right time to make a final move.

But as soon as the big hand with spiritual power surrounded the giant egg, before he could make a move, the air at the bottom of the paper figurine's sedan chair suddenly rippled.

A palm-sized fragment of a hill suddenly appeared, crushing the white paper sedan chair instantly, and slowly lifting the giant egg instead.

Meng An's eyes changed instantly, and the spiritual power in his body was surging, wanting to gather the spiritual power and hold the giant egg as quickly as possible.

But suddenly there was a ripple from the fragments of the hill, and at the last moment when Meng An closed his hands with spiritual power, the huge egg containing the ancient beast was swallowed by the fragments.

The next moment, the big hands with spiritual power closed tightly, but there was nothing in it.

With the collapse of the white paper sedan chair, the eight gossip paper figurines that were struggling to support also collapsed. The eight paper figurines all knelt on the ground. The blue and purple dark fire swallowed and turned into ashes.

The dark fire rose with the wind, and spread along the spiritual power in the air to the big spiritual hand in midair.

The hateful Meng An's expression changed drastically, like a strong man cutting off his wrist, he quickly cut off that section of spiritual power.

The big hand with spiritual power gradually disappeared under the firelight, and Meng An, who quickly dispersed his spiritual power, escaped a catastrophe.

Meng An knelt down on the edge of the round pool, his blood-red eyes looking at the high platform in the dark fire, the muscles on his face were trembling with hatred, and he roared sadly: "Who is it?!"

The young man's shrill roar echoed throughout the underground palace.

"This world, how could it ever belong to the scum?"

Before the roar dissipated, an ethereal male voice resounded in the underground palace.

Hearing this familiar voice, Meng An's blood-red eyes instantly recovered, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at the opposite side. His face, which was still full of anger just now, instantly became extremely ugly.

On the opposite side of the round platform, two slender figures slowly appeared, a man and a woman.

Ripples suddenly appeared on the blue ground under the man's feet, and a huge green egg was spit out by the ground.

The young Taoist priest with the mahogany sword on his back stretched out his hand casually, caught the giant egg firmly, and held it in the palm of his hand.

The earth escaped and the green land returned to its original state.

The look in the eyes of the young Taoist priest holding the poor man in his hand slowly subsided, he looked up at the young man opposite the round platform, and said with a sneer, "Meng An, do you think what the poor man said is right?"

The corners of Meng An's eyes kept twitching under the anger. Looking at the voice on the other side, he gritted his copper teeth.

"Lu Chen!!"

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