The Immortal Spiritual Picture

With this idea in mind, the two people in the room paid special attention to Shang Ming's expression.

Sure enough, after hearing Zi Shen's words, the stiff look on Shang Ming's face disappeared in an instant, and he said as if he didn't hear what Zi Shen meant:

“Although there are few Mahayana monks from casual cultivators, they are not unheard of in the history of our race.

Moreover, I heard that the experiences of these two casual Mahayana practitioners were quite bizarre. It seemed that one of them had come back from the dead. "

When he said this, he looked at Feihan,

"I wonder if non-Taoist friends can know the details?"

The fact that Hua Wu died is not a secret, and the fact that Feihan and Shen Ye are friends is even easier to find out. They have not tried to hide these things, so at this moment Feihan directly and openly nod,

"Indeed, Fellow Daoist Hua Wu was assassinated in a battle with the Bone Clan. Fortunately, with the blessing of heaven, Fellow Daoist Shen Ye found the opportunity to resurrect Hua Wu;

Otherwise, I am afraid that our human race will lose one Mahayana monk today. "

Fei Hanxiao was sincere and his words were watertight, making it impossible to find any flaws.

After hearing what Shang Ming said, Zi Shen's heart was indeed clear.

This old guy has also thoroughly investigated the past experiences of Hua Wu and others. Maybe it's not just Hua Wu and the others, maybe he also investigated Feihan's past?

And while Shang Ming and others were inquiring about half-truths and half-false information from each other, Gu Changhuan was looking at murals in a temple in Yi Nian City.

Most immortal cultivators use written records to record history. The words carved on jade slips can last for thousands of years without any wear and tear. If they are replaced with other materials, they can be passed down for a hundred thousand years.

Although the photographic stone can record images, it is very fragile and can be easily damaged.

More often than not, people feel that written records are too monotonous and boring, so they use both words and patterns to record past events.

Murals, however, are not a very common carrier for recording history due to various reasons that cannot be easily moved and reproduced.

But it is undeniable that the murals are highly ornamental.

The walls of Buddhist temples are always very high, and Gu Changhuan stands in the shadow, but this is good, because he doesn't have to work hard to see the murals on the walls.

The style of the mural here is very realistic, depicting a scene of monks fighting. Judging from the facial features, it is easy to identify which monks are human and which are aliens, and the monks fighting in the darkness above should be Mahayana monks. The darkness It symbolizes the void, and since there are not many Mahayana monks, it is not difficult to judge.

But many human monks are still fighting in the clear sky and on the ground.

From the blood soaked on the ground and the piled corpses, you can see how brutal the war was. Even the clothes of the Mahayana monks in the darkness were stained with blood.

Gu Changhuan walked and walked in front of the long mural, and soon he saw a slightly familiar face.

Looking at the monk with thunder surrounding him, Gu Changhuan's eyes lit up, and he obviously recognized who the person on the mural was.

He looked at the alien Mahayana monk next to Zhen Lingzi. The guy on the mural even lost an arm, and his clothes were scorched black, which was obviously caused by attacks such as thunder and fire.

On the other hand, Zhen Lingzi was not only full of energy, but also surrounded by thunder. He had an absolute advantage at first glance.

In many subsequent murals, Zhen Lingzi appeared intermittently.

But compared to another bald Buddhist cultivator who uses a spiritual knife, Zhen Lingzi does not appear in many scenes. Gu Changhuan is not surprised by this. After all, this is the territory of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Wuxiang Sect, and this mural was also carved by them. Of course, he still hopes to publicize his ancestor’s achievements more.

Looking at the figures of those Mahayana monks, Gu Changhuan gradually matched the rumors he heard with the faces of these monks one by one.

Not surprisingly, Shang Ming also appears in these murals.

The Shang Ming in the mural is upright, wearing Confucian attire and straight eyebrows. He shows no fear in the face of the enemy. It is not obvious that he is someone who would secretly stab his comrades in arms.

But this is normal.

After all, the good or bad of a person is not written on his face, and people's hearts are changeable and cannot be generalized. For example, it is true that this guy Shang Ming plotted the death of Zhen Lingzi, and it is also true that he once fought for the human race;

If Gu Changhuan had not obtained Zhen Lingzi's storage ring and promised to help him avenge him, even if he later found out what Shang Ming had done, he would not have done anything to him. After all, it had nothing to do with him, and Shang Ming was the Mahayana of the human race. After all, he is a fighting force. For the sake of the overall situation, we cannot easily do anything to him.

It's a pity that Gu Changhuan inherited Zhen Lingzi's legacy and promised to help him get revenge, so he will definitely keep his word.

When he came to his senses, Gu Changhuan had been standing there for half an hour.

He shook his head and smiled, then took another look at the people on the mural. When he was about to leave, he saw a person not far away who was also looking at the mural.

Quite familiar.

The man looked very young, with a vague aura around him, and his eyes were very deep, as if he were holding stars in his mouth.

Oh, I remembered, it was Xuan Ce of the Xuan Family of Yuyang Realm.

Little fortune teller.

Maybe it was because Gu Changhuan looked at him for too long that Xuance noticed something. He turned his eyes from the mural to look at Gu Changhuan. After seeing Gu Changhuan's face clearly, Xuance's mouth suddenly opened wide.

"Long time no see!"

After a while, Xuance came to his senses and said this.

Gu Changhuan smiled and nodded,

"If you count carefully, it's more than a thousand years."

He looked at Xuance and found that he had reached the middle stage of Void Refining, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The reason why he cultivated so quickly was because of the Xuantian Tower, a cheating device, and because Gu Changhuan had been practicing so far and had many opportunities, and he never lacked training resources.

But Xuance's cultivation speed seems to be very fast!

If he also had a Xuantian Pagoda, he would have already reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation, right?

Xuance curled his lips:

"yes!

You don’t know, when I first heard that Emperor Gu of the Donggu Dynasty was called Gu Changhuan, I was shocked, thinking that he was a native of the spiritual world with the same name, but I didn’t expect that it was really you.

Is your cultivation speed too fast?

Even if you have cultivated so quickly, you can still find a way to cure the Wusheng epidemic. Is this really something that humans can do? "

Xuance said everything he wanted to say at once.

Gu Changhuan chuckled lightly here. His consciousness swept around the area and found that no one noticed when they raised their hands:

"This is not the place to talk."

"All right!"

Xuance shrugged.

"I heard that the Zen room in Yi Nian City is very quiet and can allow people to calm down and realize the Tao."

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