I am rich in the fairy world

I don't know if this mural is stupid. Your map is clearly engraved on the outside, and the world inside matches the map, everything matches, but there is still a big piece missing from the map, what does this mean?
This means there is definitely room for improvement!

On second thought, maybe this map is a reminder for people outside to unlock it piece by piece? Unlocking new maps is a very tempting game, so it attracts people to continue to play - sacrifice?
Hu Qing's eyelids twitched: "Do you think that its apparent recognition of you as its master is a trap?"

Shui Xin was stunned, then became serious: "I am a fish?"

Hu Qing: "This thing gives me a very evil feeling. You have two choices. First, break in and I will help you to check it out. Second, we destroy it."

Shui Xin smiled, her eyes sharp: "Of course I'll check it out thoroughly. I want to see who can outwit me."

Hu Qing also laughed: "I also want to see how powerful this thing is."

Shui Xin raised her eyebrows: "Can you refine something like this?"

Hu Qing nodded and shook his head: "A space where living things can survive, as long as I have the materials, I can make it now. But this painting wall is not as simple as a space device. Although the small world inside is chaotic, it already has a simple order."

Shui Xin: "Are you talking about those monsters?"

"Yes, dividing the land and governing it accordingly is the simplest form of order, with a hierarchy."

"You mean, it will really evolve into a world?"

Hu Qing shrugged: "My space has not yet developed any levels. But my space is bigger than it, has all the five elements, and is healthier and better than it. My space now has the most basic natural cycle. If it develops into a real world - even with the benefits of predecessors, it will still take a long time or a huge opportunity."

She pondered and said, "This little world in the painting is more like a deformed product of haste. What it has now seems to be imposed by someone. Even if it is allowed to develop on its own, it will never become a real world."

Shui Xin concluded: "A prison."

"Yes." Hu clapped his hands lightly, "It's a high-level prison, like a secret place to open your mind, but it's actually mentally retarded."

Mental retardation...

Shui Xin was silent, wondering if Hu Qing was scolding him in a roundabout way again.

Hu Qing added: "Those leaders hiding among the monsters and demons did not come out when I passed by. None of them showed up. I don't believe they were giving you face. Even if they have some wisdom, they shouldn't be so sensible, especially monsters. They only have instincts. Is their leader that smart?"

Shui Xin: "You suspect there is someone behind this."

Hu Qing: "Just go in and look for it and you'll find out."

Both of them entered in their spiritual bodies. After all, with their true strength, if they started fighting inside, this small painted wall would not be able to withstand it.

The demon body was called out to protect the law. Shui Xin gave a strong order. No matter how much he hated Hu Qing, he couldn't refuse. He held his arms and looked straight at the spiritual attack of the strange fire: Follow me, follow me, follow me...

Nine Nether Demon Heart Flame: What serious illness is there?

In the painted wall world, Hu Qing took Shui Xin directly to a place: "Are you going to use force or soft tactics?"

Shui Xin's eyelids jumped: "Soft, soft, I still want to keep this painting wall for myself."

Hu nodded. Since they were trying to use soft tactics, he had to set up the formation seriously.

She took out a large array pen and dipped it in cinnabar. The bright red cinnabar wrote neat array patterns on the ground. Shui Xin followed her movements with his hands behind his back, nodding frequently: "It's pleasing to the eye, but not like your style."

Hu Qing said casually: "This time we must use good to overcome evil and soft to overcome hard. In fact, if you don't mind, you can use thunder force to break the wall." Shui Xin was reluctant and asked her: "What kind of formation is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"There are so many things you haven't seen. This is a remote and niche formation, specially designed to crack hidden spaces. It's called the All-Penetrating Cutie. My cinnabar has been added with ingredients, so it can find traces of any human intervention."

The omnipresent little cutie. Shui Xin's mouth twitched. You chose this name yourself, right?

After the formation was drawn, Hu Qing put away the formation brush, and with a splash of his left hand, fresh blood dripped onto the formation. Immediately, the formation came to life, slowly thickening and spreading out.

Shui Xin sniffed: "What blood?"

"A genuine black-tailed, blood-crowned rooster." Hu Qing said proudly, "I raise them in my space. At first, there were only a few chickens, but now they have grown into several large flocks. This is the blood of the king rooster. My king rooster is as strong as a peacock, and I can't bear to eat it. Look at this blood, the color is so bright, and the yang energy is so strong."

Taking this amount of blood is not enough to kill him, and he will be back after being healed.

Shui Xin sneered: "I have seen that the chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs, sheep and cattle you raise are indeed stronger than those of other people. They eat spiritual plants and herbs all day long. How can they not have strong yang energy? Are you trying to raise them to become spirits?"

Hu Qing: "Don't joke, space has no power of law, they can't be intelligent. It's a pity that you are a monk, otherwise I would at least stew a firewood chicken for you."

I can chat with Shui Xin, but unfortunately, we can't eat together.

While the two were talking, the cinnabar array pattern soaked with rooster blood on the ground had already climbed up like vines, one, two, many times, and finally these red vines formed the outline of a door in the air.

This is the passage to another level.

Shui Xin didn't need to do anything as she broke the door by herself. Once the door was broken, the old inner wall and dim light slowly appeared behind it.

Shui Xin looked over there and was slightly stunned.

Hu Qing instinctively covered his mouth and nose: "No poison gas, right?"

Shui Xin went in first: "It's not poisonous, it's a temple."

temple?

Hu Qing followed him in in surprise, only to see that the side facing her was a wall covered with paint. What was painted on it was - a Buddhist story?
She turned around and saw a wooden door. The door was open, and there were the same walls on both sides. She and Shui Xin were standing in a corridor more than two meters wide. The ground was made of bluestone, there were wooden beams above, and the walls were painted. There was a hole in the wall, and a lamp was placed in the hole. The lamp was not bright, probably because the lamp oil had run out. The dim light came from the paintings on the wall. It should be that luminous substances were added to the paint.

"What story is this painting about? Why do the people in it look so scary? Where is the Buddha? Are these all demons?"

Shui Xin walked in front, quickly matching the contents of the picture with the classics he had read: "This is the Demon Realm, and it is filled with sentient beings who have entered the path of the devil. Look at their expressions, some are crazy, some are furious, some are afraid, and some are sad. This means that their hearts are controlled by the devil, and they are dominated by desires, leaving only shells."

When Hu Qing looked again, he saw a woman holding the dead body of a child in one hand and opening her belly with the other, her face full of grief.

She looked at it twice more and it seemed that the woman was also looking at her and yelling at her.

What is she calling?
She tripped and Shui Xin pulled her up: "Don't look too closely, you'll be pulled in."

A painted wall that absorbs souls?
"Is this the true form of the painted wall?" Hu Qing murmured, "Is it that simple?"

The corridor is very long, and it seems to be telling an endless story. I walked to the end but didn’t see the Buddha. Perhaps the Buddha is behind this tightly closed bronze door? (End of this chapter)