Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 121: Crystal Coffin
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Seeing the second mural, Lin Luoran couldn't help but feel surprised.
It is still the mountain, but what is painted in the mural is a grand wedding in the spiritual world. In the open square that can accommodate a thousand people, a couple of couples hold hands and look at each other. Because only the back is drawn, the bride and groom cannot be seen clearly. They can only be seen from behind. The groom wears a high crown on his head and his robe resembles Tang The bride was wearing a palace costume. It was the pearl hairpin in the bride's hair that surprised Lin Luoran. Although there were only a few strokes, Lin Luoran was 100% sure that it must be "Zhaoxue"!
The bride...is the white fairy?
Fairy White was sleeping at this time, Lin Luoran memorized the details of the murals in his head, and did not say anything.
Wen Guanjing may still be immersed in the dignity of the old Shu Mountain. Even if he saw Lin Luoran's look different, he would not notice the small bead hairpin worn by the woman in the mural.
"This is?" Lin Luoran asked pretending to be curious.
Wen Guanjing stabilized his mind, and carefully identified it for a while, and saw that the guests were like clouds in the real world wedding. The guests were dressed differently, both Buddhism and Taoism, and each had its own merits, and it was possible to recognize that the groom was wearing a Tang suit. The bride is also wearing a palace costume, but it is undoubtedly in his Shushan area—this square offspring that can accommodate thousands of people has records, but it’s weird. This unprecedented grand wedding in the realm of cultivation, in the notes of several Shushan No mention of it!
It shouldn't be... he sorted out these words to Lin Luoran, making the latter even more clouded.
The wedding that has disturbed the various schools, but has not been recorded, what is hidden in it? Could it be related to the fate of Fairy White? Lin Luoran didn't know why, but he had this absurd idea in his heart.
Perhaps, there is the truth she wants to know in the underground palace...Lin Luoran glanced at the door at the end, took a deep breath, and left his steps to the third mural.
Different from the location of the first two murals, the third mural has a different location. There are many monks in the vast desert, and they all look up at the sky.
The sky is a round of colorful apertures. In addition to the monks looking up in the desert, many monks have already flown into the aperture. Some have fallen into the aperture, and some have just stained the aperture.
Lin Luoran's fingers trembled slightly, "Brother, come and see."
"Huh?" Wen Guanjing made a careful identification for a while, his expression changed, thinking of a saying in the cultivation world about the sudden disappearance of the Yuan Ying monk a thousand years ago.
Suddenly, a colorful divine light descended from the sky, and there was an encyclical from the upper realm... What exactly did this "an encyclical" say, the low-level monks naturally didn't know, just "an enactment", and the masters of Yuan Ying The mystery disappeared.
According to the mural, was it taken away by this colorful aperture? Wen Guanjing's heart is beating, and now the earth's spiritual energy is not as good as one day, and practice is becoming increasingly difficult. If we can find the mystery of Yuanying monk leaving, can we open another path of practice?
He looked at Lin Luoran, did she think of this too?
The two took a closer look at the murals, but they all looked the same everywhere in the desert, and there were different terrains in the secret realm. After watching for a long time, they didn’t feel any difference from the sands elsewhere. It must be impossible to find this place.
Lin Luoran was a little disappointed, and suddenly remembered that this was the third mural. Looking at the length of the stone path, there are two more that are unstoppable. Maybe there is information behind it?
Hurry up two steps to get to the fourth mural, but I was disappointed. The fourth mural turned out to be blank!
Not the kind of blank that has not been painted, but one inch deeper than the previous traces. The walls are neat and flat. The murals here have been erased by magical powers...
What is drawn behind?
Is the secret of the sudden disappearance of Brother Yuanying?
Who erased it?
Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing were naturally very disappointed. After hesitating for a while, the two came to the stone gate. On both sides of the stone gate were carved two wood carvings of brave, but they were different from the usual image of brave beasts. There are two horns.
"Pixiu is the master of wealth, one corner is ‘Tianlu’ and the two corners are ‘Exorcising evil’, here... is the mausoleum!" Wen Guanjing muttered to himself first, suddenly raised his head and said to Lin Luoran.
The mausoleum is the tomb. Lin Luoran frowned. How did Wen Guanjing look for something and find it in the tomb. She usually reads books like "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". The mausoleums of emperors and generals are strange Strangely, this is obviously the tomb of the cultivator, and isn't it more dangerous?
Wen Guanjing also frowned, and then took out the sheepskin picture and examined the strange text on it. It didn't say that this place was a mausoleum.
Compared with the mystery of disturbing the ancestors of Shushan and the disappearance of the Yuan Ying monk thousands of years ago, Wen Guanjing finally took the picture into his arms and chose the latter. He tried to push the stone gate, but there was a flame for no reason, burning Wen Guanjing's sleeves. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly tore off his sleeves, otherwise his hands would burn.
The cultivator has a variety of methods, which is naturally not an ordinary fire. Wen Guanjing dare not try again easily. After thinking for a while, he tried a few Shushan collection prohibitions. The red light flashed on the stone gate, unexpectedly slowly opened.
Wen Guanjing's sweat of guilty conscience finally recovered, because he was afraid that there would be danger, so he walked ahead. Lin Luoran followed closely. When the corners of the skirt were swinging, he always felt that the eyes of the carved wooden brave on both sides of Shimen were vivid, not like a dead thing.
Lin Luoran guessed that the doorway must be a lifeless tomb, but he didn't expect it to be here above and below the circle, very clean, there is a huge pool, in which lotus flowers, pink or white, occasionally a few purple interspersed. It's even more enchanting and charming.
The scent of lotus lingering around the nose is very clear. If everything in front of you is an illusion, it would be too real.
Lin Luoran looked at the eyes of Qingming, the lotus is still the lotus, and the pool is still the pool. Looking into the distance, there is a round platform in the middle of the pool, and there is a sea bowl on the top of the room. People's lotus pond underground palace.
On the round table, looking from Lin Luoran's side, there was a transparent crystal coffin. Lin Luoran just glanced at it and almost fell into the devil's barrier.
Wen Guanjing also noticed that there was something wrong with Lin Luoran, and when he was about to pull her, Lin Luoran's feet were lightly floating and unable to focus, but there were lotus flowers at his feet, and he wanted to walk towards the round platform.
"Sister Lin!" Wen Guanjing yelled in shock and chased after him.
Lin Luoran's cultivation base is higher than him, but she came to the round platform in a moment, and the whole person seemed to have been lowered. She went to the crystal coffin and heard Wen Guanjing's cry, she turned After taking a look, he quickly looked at the crystal coffin, his expression dull.
The crystal coffin is white and flawless, shining brightly under the light of the pearl, and the whole body is transparent.
Looking down through the coffin lid, a woman in a palace costume lay quietly in it, her hair and clouds in her bun, her eyebrows like Dai, red lips, her cheeks full and ruddy, and a peony flower in her hair was also alive Incomparably, the whole person is beautiful and unparalleled, seems to be just asleep...
"Sister Lin, go back!" Wen Guanjing finally chased her up, ready to reach out to pull her away. Lin Luoran heard him shouting so loudly, struggling with a trace of clarity in his eyes, and looked at the crystal coffin. The person in, horrified to death——
The eyes, the eyebrows, the lips, the faint arrogance, lying in the coffin, it is clear that the white fairy is!
Is this the corpse of Fairy White? !
Lin Luoran's thoughts just flashed, and the eyes of the person in the coffin suddenly opened, a ray of light suddenly burst, and she instantly fell into Lin Luoran's front door. She couldn't avoid it, and she was astonished for a moment. Wood chicken...