Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 28 The World in the Scroll
The interior of the book pavilion is antique, and the clear smoke rising from the carefully arranged incense burner makes the scene in the pavilion look like a fairyland pavilion.

The green smoke in the furnace curls up and lingers around the beams, all day long. Breathing it for a moment makes people feel refreshed and clear-headed. It is also easier to comprehend the mysteries in calligraphy and painting.

In the bookstore, in the clear smoke, people come and go.There are disciples walking through every corridor, and there are disciples staying in front of every calligraphy and painting.

As Chu Tianming continued to walk deeper into the book pavilion, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls around him became more and more profound, and the number of disciples staying in front of the calligraphy and painting became fewer and fewer.Some disciples stayed in front of the calligraphy and painting for a long time, frowning and hesitating, and finally gritted their teeth and turned around to leave.

Some disciples who turned around and left saw Chu Tianming walking deeper with an indifferent expression and wanted to remind him, but in the end they forgot about it.

Chu Tianming walked and walked, and finally stopped.

What remained in front of him was neither calligraphy and painting nor copybooks, but a work with scribbled handwriting and scribbles. If it was removed from the bookstore and placed outside, it would be no different from a waste product.

But such a rough and inferior work was hung in the deepest part of the library.

Chu Tianming stared at it carefully, as if it was not a strange picture, but a rare treasure, a heart-warming treasure.

Just when he was engrossed, a person came to him, but he didn't seem to notice it.

The visitor did not bother Chu Tianming, but stood quietly aside, waiting patiently.

It didn't take long for Chu Tianming to look away from the picture scroll, but he did not turn his head to look at the visitor. He simply said calmly: "Why don't you dig the soil in the spiritual field?"

The person who did not disturb Chu Tianming was naturally Mu Lingqing.

When Mu Lingqing heard that Chu Tianming said that she was "digging away" when studying the spiritual field, a surge of annoyance immediately appeared between her delicate brows, and she said coquettishly: "Smelly senior brother, you really have the heart to leave me alone in this place." Digging over there! It’s been so many days, and people have almost dug up that corner of the spiritual field, and I haven’t seen you come out to point me out!”

Chu Tianming shook his head helplessly and said, "I only told you to farm in the spiritual field. When did I say I would teach you?"

Mu Lingqing said unconvinced: "I have been there for a few days, but I saw you instructing the little maid next to you to practice. You have time to teach her, but you don't even come to see my pure and lovely junior sister!"

Chu Tianming shook his head again and said, "How can a junior sister and a maid compare? Xiao Yin is one of our own."

Mu Lingqing choked suddenly, but rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled: "Then, how about I find you a little maid, and you teach her the tricks of the land?"

Chu Tianming glanced at her and said jokingly: "Why don't you do it yourself? Why do you have to go and harm others?"

Mu Lingqing said hurriedly: "No, no, working as a servant for senior brother is just a nice job, how can it cause harm to others?"

Chu Tianming shook his head, stopped talking, and continued to look at the scroll in front of him.

When Mu Lingqing saw that Chu Tianming was no longer paying attention to him, he pouted and reminded: "Senior Brother, don't waste your efforts. Since this scroll was hung here, no one has been able to get anything in it. "

When Chu Tianming heard this, his reaction was very dull, "With Wenzong's current general level, it is normal not to see the mystery inside."

Mu Lingqing was dissatisfied and said: "Brother Stinky, aren't you afraid of hurting the hearts of our junior brothers and sisters of Wenzong by destroying your prestige like this? The headmaster and other major peak masters have all entered this picture scroll, but they all said that there is nothing but great things in it. There was nothing outside of the crisis. Some disciples were dissatisfied and thought it was alarmist, so they went in to take a look. After a few breaths, they came out covered in injuries. After that, no disciples went in again. ”

Mu Lingqing paused and then added: "There are rumors that this picture scroll was scrawled by the ancestor of our Wenzong. The small world inside is as bad as a mess, and people have no clue. Besides danger, it’s still danger.”

Chu Tianming smiled and said: "It is indeed a huge crisis for you, and even if you are not careful, you will lose your life. After all, only those who are destined to understand this painting can understand it."

Mu Lingqing curled his lips and muttered: "Senior brother, are you trying to say that you are the destined person?" Chu Tianming glanced at Mu Lingqing, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said: "Not bad , this senior brother is a destined person."

"Pull him down!" Mu Lingqing's face was full of disgust. It was not that he looked down on Chu Tianming, but that he really didn't think that Chu Tianming, a cheap elder brother, was so "destined" with their Wenzong orthodoxy.

But when she saw the seriousness written on Chu Tianming's face, she suddenly had the feeling that this painting was really waiting for Chu Tianming's arrival.

"Senior Brother Stinky, are you...serious?" Mu Lingqing asked.

Chu Tianming didn't say anything more, raised his feet and stepped into the picture scroll.

"Hey! Stinky senior brother!" Mu Lingqing wanted to call Chu Tianming, but Chu Tianming left too decisively, which completely caught her by surprise.

"This stinky senior brother obviously has no cultivation at all, but he still wants to make a fool of himself. He has such a big style, don't trick yourself!"

Mu Lingqing gritted his teeth and stomped on the ground angrily, but also rushed into the picture scroll.

As soon as you enter the picture scroll, the surrounding scene immediately becomes distorted, as if you have passed through a space barrier and stepped into another world.

The scene in the bookstore disappeared in this distortion, and a gray world gradually spread out around her.

Mu Lingqing stepped into this world, and the whole world was filled with terrible hurricanes.

This kind of hurricane is tangible, as if someone splashed ink in the sky, and then twisted these ink marks together to form this spiral and slender hurricane.

They say they are slender, but that's just what they look like. In fact, each of these hurricanes is as thick as an ancient tree. Endless ink-colored hurricanes fill the entire world, like countless ink-colored pythons dancing wildly and wreaking havoc.

Deep in the sky, dark clouds gathered, like countless mountains stacked there. From time to time, thick thunder struck down, splitting through the mountains and rivers of the earth.

Black hurricanes and dark thunders dominated the entire world, blasting it into pieces.

This is a distorted reality, this is a collapsed world.In such a world, it is normal for no one to dare to enter. If they are struck by the terrifying dark thunder that contains the power of destruction, even the strong ones who have entered Taoism will lose their skin, let alone the ordinary Wenzong Disciple.

Although the power contained in the ink-colored hurricane is weaker than the dark thunder, the terrifying tearing force can easily involve the monks in it, and then strangle and destroy them mercilessly.

Mu Lingqing rushed into this world, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety, but before she could calm down, she only heard a loud "boom", and a terrifying dark thunder as thick as a bucket came from the depths of the sky. With a chop, it landed directly on a solitary mountain not far from her. With a bang, the solitary peak was directly split into countless broken stones.

Under the strong impact of the hidden thunder, the broken rocks from the solitary peak splashed all over the sky, washing away the wood spirit like a small boat in a mad wolf.

Then, a dark hurricane struck, like a wild python swimming around, opening its deep, dark mouth, and enveloped her.

"Not good!" Mu Lingqing's complexion changed drastically, but at this time she was suffering the aftermath of the thunderous collapse of the mountain, and could not distract herself from resisting the python-like hurricane.

Faced with the crisis, Mu Lingqing took out a token without hesitation and prepared to activate it directly, but at this moment, a pair of hands gently placed on her shoulders and then yanked hard.

At this moment, Mu Lingqing's hand holding the token couldn't help but freeze, because the most horrifying scene in her life appeared in front of her.

(End of this chapter)