Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1739 Nine Heavens Reincarnation
Feng Lin looked at the huge mural in front of him and fell into deep thought.

With such a big painting, where did he find Cen Caixuan?
"By the way, are these paintings the same?"

Feng Lin looked at Yang Fan and asked.

"Of course, everything here, like a small world, is connected."

Yang Fan took Feng Lin's arm and walked towards the depths of the mural.

He stopped in front of a big mountain. On the mural, there was a huge palace on the top of the mountain, standing majestically.

"Look, this is a sect. There are a lot of masters in it. As far as I know, many masters died in it."

Yang Fan took Feng Lin again and went to the depths, "This is another sect, there are more masters, there is another one over there, there are three major sects."

"Finally, here comes the point."

Yang Fan grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder and flew to a high place. At the top of the middle of the mural, there was a cloud.

On the clouds, a black tower floated.

On the huge mural, this tower is only as big as the palm of your hand.

The high tower is the highest point that deserves its name.

"The black tower is in the sky, what's in it?" Feng Lin asked strangely.

"No one knows about this."

Yang Fan said with a smile, "About a hundred years ago, at the conference held by the Yin-Yang Crusaders, there were three leaders who invited them to invite seven masters of sublimation realm, and they gathered ten people to enter the mural together."

Hearing this, several people in black robes all around looked at Yang Fan.

Many of them have never heard of the news that this kid knows.

"Ten sublimated realms and attacked the black tower at the same time, but still did not break it."

Yang Fan said with a smile, "They all said that the treasure hidden in it is at least at the level of an artifact."

Artifact?

At least?
The people watching from a distance were also shocked in their hearts.

One of the black-robed old men asked with a smile: "Little brother, as far as I know, artifacts are almost the strongest things. You say at least, then you mean that there are treasures that surpass artifacts?"

"Senior, don't get me wrong, I didn't say it, it was the commander of the Yin-Yang Crusade."

Yang Fan chuckled, "Of course there are treasures beyond divine tools, for example, the method of refining divine tools."

Everyone around took a breath of cold air, and their hearts were shocked.

Yes!

The artifact is certainly the strongest in the legend.

Aren't the people who might create artifacts stronger?

They have all heard the rumors of the artifact, and the artifact seems to have intelligence and will choose users.

Even if someone can get it, it can't be used.

But if you know how to refine an artifact and make one yourself, then this artifact can definitely be used by yourself.

Feng Lin also set off a huge wave in his heart. He didn't expect this ancient battlefield to have such a thing.

Suddenly, Feng Lin's expression froze.

Cen Caixuan said that she wanted to give herself a chance. Could it be that the chance she was talking about wasn't this battlefield.

But, this mural in front of you?

The people of the Sun Clan and the Guangming Clan grabbed Cen Caixuan.

It should also be to obtain the secrets in the murals.

Feng Lin put his arms around Yang Fan's shoulders and asked in a low voice, "Brother, after you go in, how do you come out?"

Even if Feng Lin was so quiet, everyone around him pricked up their ears.

They know that many masters are trapped in the murals and cannot leave at all.

This is why they dare not go in without permission.

"I only know one place, and presumably everyone else knows it. It's the two fishermen at the beginning of the mural."

Yang Fan spread his hands, "They each have one chance. The simple understanding is that they can leave twice, and then I don't know."

The people around heard this and sighed.

Of course they know, the first two anglers.

Because they will take the initiative to mention and tell outsiders that they have the ability to let people leave the murals.

But after the second time, both of them will refuse to let people leave, citing the reason of scaring their fish away.

Even if they are killed, they will reappear as the sun rises.

This is the third time, the expert who came out of it said.

But the way out is an absolute secret.

very few people know.

"Okay, since I have two chances, I'll go in."

Feng Lin had never been in before, so he didn't need to worry.

He now wants to find Cen Caixuan quickly.

"I'll accompany you in. I entered once last time, and I have another chance."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.

This kid seems a little too enthusiastic.

It was nothing before, but he wasted two such precious opportunities.

He may know other ways to leave.

Or, he was also interested in the secrets Cen Caixuan knew.

"Dude, are you sure? Just these two chances, it's a waste to follow me in."

Feng Lin said calmly.

"What waste is not wasted, even if someone like me can come out a hundred times, what's the use?"

Yang Fan pointed to the mural and said, "Let's go outside this sect. Your wife may be near the sect."

"Okay! Listen to you."

Feng Lin nodded.

Before he went in, he used his mobile phone to take pictures of the entire mural.

After that, according to Yang Fan's intention, he pointed his finger at the foot of the mountain of the sect in the mural, and injected Qi energy.

hum!
Feng Lin turned into a string of rays of light and disappeared here.

Yang Fan also followed Feng Lin in.

The surrounding space changed, and Feng Lin appeared on a white slate.

There are a lot of people here, bowing to the sect on the top of the mountain.

"The real world."

Feng Lin was already sluggish, and there was no trace of the formation around.

I don't know if the formation is too advanced, he can't see it.

Or because this is not a formation at all, but another strange power.

"Old man, has there been a battle here before?"

Feng Lin squatted on the ground and looked at an old man who was bowing.

"I don't know, I just came."

The old man glanced at Feng Lin and began to kneel again.

"Don't ask, they won't know."

Yang Fan said with a smile, "These people who are not shown on the murals have only one day's memory."

"what do you mean……"

Feng Lin took out his mobile phone and observed the mural.

At the top of the building of this sect, an old man with long hair stood with his hands behind his back.

In the sky in front of the long-haired old man, there are four flying people, a total of three men and one woman.

"The person painted on the mural has a memory?" Feng Lin asked.

"That's right, but they only have nine days of memory. This mural is repeated for nine days. After nine days, everything will return to its original point."

Yang Fan said with a smile, "The last time I came in, I saw a master who was trapped here. Because he was too bored, he married a woman in the mural, but after nine days, everything started again, and the woman no longer knew each other. he."

Feng Lin smiled bitterly and continued to ask, "How do the people who remember these days live?"

"They are equivalent to passers-by, such as those who worship here, go back after dark, and come back to worship again early the next morning. That's how their lives are."

Yang Fan pointed at the kneeling crowd, "If you kill them and start over in nine days, they will appear again."

"It's amazing. In this world, I have a feeling that we are like gods."

As soon as Feng Lin finished speaking, there was a violent collision of energy in the distance.

Yang Fan frowned, his face changed, and then smiled: "Brother Feng Lin, why don't we look for them separately, the Sun Clan and the Bright Clan are still easy to recognize. After three days, we will meet here."

(End of this chapter)