World in the painting
Chapter 176:World in the painting
Behind the door is an endless void.
But it gives people a feeling that is even more vast, more mysterious, cold, dark, and more terrible than the universe.
Standing under the void, let the soul tremble.
At the foot of Yanqing, it is a huge stone platform, the length has exceeded one kilometer, emitting a faint light.On the not smooth stone surface, some rough and obscure textures are depicted, and some have been blurred.
The huge stone tower is suspended in the void, covered by the cold breath of the void.
But it exudes an ancient breath.
It seems to have existed for countless years.
Who would have thought that behind a small wooden door, it was a vast and mysterious world, making it difficult for people to return to God for a while.
A moment later, Yan Qinghe returned from the shock and stared at the mysterious dark void, and seemed to have a familiar feeling.
Moreover, the darkness in the void is very strange.
The more he stared, the more familiar he felt, as if he had seen it somewhere.
“What is that?”
Suddenly, his face was horrified, and he found that the darkness outside the stone platform was slowly coming, and it seemed to be slowly devouring the stone table.
The darkness exudes the breath of death, incomparably depressing!
Something seems to be falling in it.
At this point, Yan Qingqian finally knew where he had seen it.
This is the darkness in the dream, and the strange darkness he has always seen.The one that devours everything and drowns everything, the endless darkness...
How did I get here?
Awesome in the heart!
At this time, he saw that in the strange darkness, something was struggling madly, but he could never struggle out.
It can only fall in the dark.
Death!
The face of the blue sky changed so that he could not breathe again, and the whole person was suffocated, as if he were going to be swallowed up by the darkness.
As he was about to suffocate, a cry suddenly sounded like the dawn of the night.
“I want to live!”
It is like an immortal golden light, slowly blooming in the strange darkness, illuminating this endless darkness...
When Yan Qinghe woke up, he found a simple stone monument in the center of the stone.
The stone monument is even as high as a hundred feet, blooming with a brilliant golden light, exuding the magnificent god, and is driving away the strange darkness that has come.
Yan Qinghe was shocked to look at the stone monument, and his heart was very curious, how did it appear?Did you see the immortal golden light in the darkness before, which is the stone monument?
He looked up, but there was no word on the stone.
What stone is this?
Are you curious to be able to drive away the strange darkness, is it a "long-lasting monument"?
At this time, the wordless stone monument exudes the glorious glory, brilliant and dazzling golden light, like a pillar of heaven and earth.
Don't let the darkness fall.
The darkness is like a quilt, the stone is like a pillar, a crazy pressure, an effort to rise up...
A moment later, Yan Qingkang found that the golden light of the stone monument was exactly high, and it could not be topped up here, as if there was any terror above.
“The Black Knife!”
The heart is horrified, like a huge wave.
The black knife he had seen in the dark was on his head.And, under that shank of life, it seems that a black knife is slowly forming...
Eight thousand black knife!
The body of the blue sky trembled slightly.
When the eight thousand life black knife appears, there will be five thousand life black knife, three thousand life black knife, 1000 life black knife ...
The black knife will be cut down until the life is over.
The Rumble –
Over his head, the strange darkness surged, filled with the actual black clouds, and the madness pressed down to the golden light.
The golden light was a little weak, and was crushed by the darkness.
And a little bit of it.
Yan Qinghe stood under the stone, there was a feeling of oppression, as if the darkness above his head would one day devour himself.
When the octogenous black knife is formed, the golden light of the stone will be cut to 8,000 feet.
The Rumble –
At this moment, the stone trembled slightly.
Yan Qinghang saw the end of the stone platform and gave birth to a hanging stone road.
The stone road is extending, probably stopping around a hundred feet, forming a small stone platform at the end.And on each small stone table, there are pillars of light rise up in the sky, there are white, there are black, there are red...
It is the nine pillars of light.
Yan Qingkang finally understood where the nine pillars of light seen before in the Changsheng Inn came from.
When the pillar of light disappears, there is a magical picture on each stone table, which emits nine different breaths.
At this time, Yan Qinghe quickly approached, stopping at the end of the stone platform and looking curiously.
Although he wanted to look closer, he found that he could not set foot on the suspended stone road, but could only observe from a distance.The stone was a hundred feet long, that is, more than three hundred meters, but he could see clearly, but he was a little surprised.
In the first picture, there are countless mysterious temples of gold and splendor, and the temple is very large, shining with a sacred breath, and it is frightening to the heart of God.
And outside the temple, it is like guarding a row of gods who can pass through the heavens.
When they look at them, even the armor on them becomes clear.
At this time, he could not help but stand still, as if he were not looking at a painting, but a real temple.
“The real world in painting?”
Shocked in his heart, he then looked at the second picture.
In the second picture, there is a mountain looming in the sea of clouds, giving people a sense of escape, like the legendary fairy mountain.
Looking closely, it can be seen that there are white cranes flying around the Xianshan Mountain, and there are ancient people flying swords to fly.
“The sword?”
I was surprised to see that this is the fairy world in the legend.
In the third picture is an endless dark earth, with a huge blood moon hanging in the night sky, emitting a demonic blood light.
“What place is this?”
The world in the painting is strange and scary.
At this moment he frowned, as if there was something terrible in the painting staring at him, and there was a feeling of being stared at by a viper.
He looked carefully, and in addition to the round of blood moon in the painting, it was an endless land.
So what is staring at him?
When he squinted his eyes and searched for a piece from beginning to end, he finally found that in the darkness of the sky, there was a black giant shadow hidden.
The shadow is thorny, occupying most of the day, like the devil in legend.
They stared at him, with some hair in their hearts, and quickly looked away.
In the fourth picture, under a bodhicitta tree, a quiet young monk sits, surrounded by Buddha lights.
“Is this Buddha?”
To my surprise, this painting is too obvious.
In the fifth picture, on a high mountain, a young man galloped to the top of the mountain and then jumped out of the top.When he was about to fall, he suddenly turned into a huge bird and was swimming in the sky.
On the earth, a man flew on the road and suddenly turned into a horse.
The glare saw something fading.
Is this a goblin?
In the sixth picture, a strong man with a hatchet stands on the ground and sets off a swirling wind around him.
Blow up!
A punch broke the void.
In the seventh picture, there is a wind blowing, a fire is blowing, a thunder is falling, and there is an electric sky.
In the eighth picture, in the cold darkness, one distorted shadow is ghostly, and it looks strange.
Like the night of the legend.
In the ninth picture, a group of students sat in the courtyard to lecture, and there was a huge breath around, so that the charm of Wei Wei did not dare to go half a step.
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