I don't know what kind of brick wall, that piece of carved murals, extremely clear.
The night was clear and fell.
After confirming that there was no danger, he took a few steps closer to examine the murals on the wall.
The light here is too dim.
Plus the things carved on the wall, it's very messy.
After watching for a long time at night, I could see that
It's like a portrait mural.
On the mural, there are five small things floating around the figure, which look like jewelry.
On the other side of the mural is a complex totem.
The lines are messy and intricate.
How to look at it, I can't understand what the totem is at night.
"This mural..."
The voice of Cang old man's surprise came from his ear.
Then, the wrist of night clear falls a hot.
Cang old man has floated out of cangshui bracelet.
He is now an entity, dressed in a white robe, extremely bright in this dark hall.
He quickly rushed to the mural, raised his hand shaking, trying to touch and close the carved human totem.
But the finger was just about to touch the mural.
It's back stiff again.
But his eyes are still staring at the mural.
As if through the murals, in the memory of something.
"Old Cang." Night Qingluo walked behind the old man Cang and looked at the old man's expression, "you Know what's carved on this mural? "
Cang old man's hands, slowly hanging on his side.
On the mural, on the ground.
"On this mural That is The emperor of the gods. "
Cang old man's voice, some tremble.
If you look closely.
You can see.
When he opened his mouth, even his body was trembling slightly.
This It's excitement, it's nostalgia.
Emperor of God, these four words, thoroughly shocked to the night.
That According to legend, the emperor of the gods, the Lord of the gods?
How can the emperor of God be carved on the wall in the form of murals?
"I will never admit my mistake This is the emperor of the gods, and these... " Cang old man raised his hand, across the air, gently stroking beside the human totem, floating five small things, "very familiar?"
Familiar?
This kind of abstract sculpture.
The outline and shape of these carvings can only be seen faintly at night.
She watched for a long time.
Suddenly, the eyelashes trembled.
The finger pressed on one of the little things.
She is not like Cang old man, or across the air, dare not touch.
But directly put their own hands, completely pasted up.
"This is Is it cangshui ring? "
Night clear hands, press the place, is suspended on the top of the totem.
The carving of the small thing, and her cangshui ring, regardless of shape, contour, or size, are exactly the same.
She put her wrist down.
The totem, like a thin line, overlapped with cangshui silk chain.
Cangshui artifact
On this fresco, the emperor of God and cangshui are carved on it!
"Yes..." Cang old man's eyes burning at the night of the hands, and the mural.
After a long time, he frowned and said, "but how can there be a portrait of the emperor of God and a portrait of cangshui artifact? Here I'm afraid it's not Nirvana anymore. "
Nirvana, is absolutely impossible to appear such murals.
The night is clear and the hand is back.
The finger tip swept over the ring of netherworld.
From the beginning, she realized that this might not be the scope of nirvana.
Because, the induction between her Minghuang ring and Emperor Mo xuanming Dragon Ring disappeared.
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