There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 175 The world in the painting
Behind the door is an endless void.

But it gives people a feeling that it is vaster than the universe, more mysterious, colder, darker, and more terrifying.

Standing in the void makes one's soul tremble.

And at Yan Qingkong's feet, there is an extremely huge stone platform, which is more than 1000 meters long and exudes a faint light.On the uneven stone surface, some rough and obscure textures are engraved, some of which have been worn out and blurred.

The huge stone platform is suspended in the void, enveloped by the cold aura in the void.

But itself exudes an incomparably ancient aura.

Seems to have been around for countless ages.

Who would have thought that behind a small wooden door is a vast and mysterious world, which makes it difficult for people to recover for a while.

After a while, Yan Qingkong recovered from the shock and stared at the mysterious dark void, as if he felt a familiar feeling.

Moreover, the darkness in the void is extremely strange.

The more he stared at it, the more familiar it became, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"what is that?"

Suddenly, a horrified look appeared on his face, and he realized that the darkness outside the stone platform was slowly approaching, as if it was slowly swallowing the stone platform.

The darkness exudes the breath of death, which is extremely depressing!

It seems that something is sinking in it.

At this moment, Yan Qingkong finally knew where he had seen it.

This is the darkness in the dream, and it is also the weird darkness that he has been "seeing" all along.The endless darkness that swallowed everything and drowned everything...

How did I get here?

Yan Qingkong was horrified!
At this time, he saw something in the strange darkness struggling crazily, but he could never struggle out.

Can only sink in the dark.

death!

Yan Qingkong's complexion changed drastically, making him breathless again, as if he was suffocating, as if he was about to be swallowed by darkness.

When he was about to suffocate, a cry sounded suddenly, like the dawn light at the end of the night.

"I want to live forever!"

It is like an immortal golden light, slowly blooming in the eerie darkness, illuminating this endless darkness...

When Yan Qingkong woke up, he found a simple stone tablet in the center of the stone platform.

The stone tablet was as high as a hundred feet, and it was emitting a brilliant golden light, exuding brilliant divine power, driving away the strange darkness that came.

Yan Qingkong looked at the stele in shock, curious in his heart, how did it appear?Could it be that the immortal golden light "seen" in the darkness before was emitted by this stele?
He looked up, but there was no word on the stele.

What kind of stele is this?
Yan Qingkong was very curious. He was able to drive away the strange darkness. Could it be the "Monument of Longevity"?
At this time, the wordless stone tablet exuded brilliant divine power, brilliant and dazzling golden light, like a pillar of heaven pushing up the darkness above the head.

Don't let the darkness weigh down.

The darkness is like a quilt, the stone monument is like a pillar, one madly suppresses it, and the other pushes it up hard...

After a while, Yan Qingkong found that the golden light of the stele was exactly ten thousand feet high, and it couldn't be pushed up to this point, as if there was something terrifying on it.

"Black knife!"

Yan Qingkong was terrified in his heart, like setting off a huge wave.

The Wanshou Black Knife he "saw" in the dark was actually on top of his head.Moreover, under the longevity black knife, it seems that a black knife is slowly forming...

Eight thousand longevity black knife!

Yan Qingkong's body trembled slightly.

When the eight thousand longevity black sword appears, there will be five thousand longevity black swords, three thousand longevity black swords, and one thousand longevity black swords...

The Shoushou Black Knife will keep cutting down until the lifespan is exhausted.

Rumbling--

Above the head, a strange darkness surged, filled with substantive black clouds, madly pressing down on the golden light.

The golden light was a little weaker, and it was overwhelmed by the darkness.

And, a little bit is pressed down.

Standing under the stone tablet, Yan Qingkong felt oppressed, as if the darkness above his head would eventually swallow him up one day.

When the eight thousand longevity black knife is formed, the golden light of the stele will be cut to eight thousand feet...

Rumbling--

At this moment, the stone platform trembled slightly.

Yan Qingkong saw the end of the stone platform, and a series of suspended stone paths emerged.

The stone path is extending, and it stops at about Baizhang, forming a small stone platform at the end.And on each small stone platform, there are beams of light rising into the sky, some are white, some are black, some are red...

It happened to be nine pillars of light.

Yan Qingkong finally understood where the nine beams of light he saw at the Longevity Inn came from.

When the beam of light disappears, there is a magical picture on each stone platform, exuding nine different auras.

At this time, Yan Qingkong approached quickly, stopped at the end of the stone platform and looked curiously.

Although he wanted to take a closer look, he found that he could not step on the hanging stone path, so he could only observe from a distance.The stone path is hundreds of feet long, that is, more than 300 meters long, but he can see it clearly, which makes him a little surprised.

In the first picture, there are countless resplendent and mysterious palaces. The palaces are huge, shimmering with a sacred aura, frightening people's minds.

And outside the temple, it seems that there are rows of magical soldiers and generals guarding the sky.

When Yan Qingkong stared, even the armor on their bodies became clearly visible.

At this moment, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, as if what he was looking at was not a painting, but real temples.

"The real world in the painting?"

Yan Qingkong was horrified, and then looked at the second picture.

In the second picture, there are mountain peaks looming in the sea of ​​clouds, giving people an elegant feeling, just like the legendary fairy mountains.

If you look closely, you can see that there are white cranes flying around the fairy mountain, and there are ancient people flying away with flying swords.

"Sword Immortal?"

Yan Qingkong was a little surprised when he saw it. Is this the legendary fairyland?

In the third picture, there is an endless dark land, and a huge blood moon hangs in the night sky, exuding a coquettish blood light.

"What is this place?"

Yan Qingkong felt that the world in the painting was weird and terrifying.

At this moment, he frowned, as if there was some terrible existence staring at him in the painting, he had a feeling of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

He took a closer look, and in the painting, apart from a blood moon, there was an endless land.

So what was staring at him?
When he squinted his eyes and searched the area carefully from beginning to end, he finally discovered that there were hideous giant black shadows hidden in the darkness of the sky.

The giant shadow is ferocious, occupying most of the sky, like a legendary devil.

Being stared at by them, Yan Qingkong felt a little nervous, so he quickly looked away.

In the fourth picture, a quiet young monk sits under a Bodhi tree more than ten feet high, with the light of Buddha behind him shining everywhere.

"Is this Buddha?"

Yan Qingkong said in surprise, this painting is too obvious.

In the fifth picture, on a towering mountain, a young man gallops on the top of the mountain, and then jumps out of the top of the mountain.When he was about to fall, he suddenly turned into a gigantic bird, soaring across the sky.

On the ground, a person galloped on the road, and suddenly turned into a heavenly horse and left.

Yan Qingkong was a little startled when he saw it.

Is this turning into a goblin?
In the sixth picture, a strong man with an ax on his back stands on the ground, with gusts of wind swirling around him.

boom!
One punch shattered the void.

In the seventh picture, there is wind blowing, fire jumping up, lightning striking down, and electricity flying across the sky.

In the eighth picture, in the cold darkness, distorted shadows appear one after another, looking extremely strange.

Just like the legendary Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

In the ninth picture, a group of scholars are sitting in the yard giving lectures and discussing Taoism, surrounded by awe-inspiring aura, which makes ghosts and monsters dare not take half a step closer.

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(End of this chapter)