Lin Du successfully opened the teleportation array, and as soon as he entered it, Chu Guanmeng's hair exploded.
"What is this? This is it!"
There is no doubt that this is a grotto, but there are thousands of pottery vessels placed densely on both sides of the grotto, and the contents painted on them are chilling.
Wei Zhi lit a lamp, Lin Du raised his head and saw clearly the content on the mural, "Hell in Disguise."
Chu Guanmeng was stunned for a moment, then held Lin Du's shoulder firmly, "How come you know everything?"
Lin Du said, "You don't know if you haven't been involved in painting. My seventh senior sister once asked me to copy many pictures. This mural should be the most original picture of hell in disguise."
Chu Guanmeng shuddered, "Was the world in ancient times a purgatory?"
Although there is no blood in the picture, there is only the image and the overall background formed by the dark and sunny sides, and there is no process of murder and execution. There are only the painful and twisted appearances of people and creatures. Everyone's body is twisted and panicked, their faces are ferocious, and the characters are deformed and sinister. It's weird, it's scary to see.
If an ordinary person had seen him, he would have been sweating and his hair standing on end.
Lin Du's eyes remained calm, "This painting is just to make people fear sin and do good. Don't be afraid."
Chu Guanmeng still held onto Lin Du tightly, "Why aren't you afraid?"
Lin Du subconsciously rubbed the relic on his wrist and said, "If you have a clear conscience, kill when you deserve it."
Wei Zhi stood behind Lin Du, "No wonder there are very few written records on this stone tablet. This is not the original ancient god, but a god derived from the chaos."
Several people walked inside, but they didn't realize that some of the immortals who had followed had been trapped by the disguised picture of hell. They stood in front of countless twisted people, fell down and howled, were so ashamed, and even ran away in embarrassment.
Going further, we have already arrived at the Immortal Picture.
Lin Du looked along the way, from the creation of the world from chaos, to the wind, clouds, thunder, sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and vegetation evolving one after another, to the creation of the Eight Diagrams, the creation of the Five Elements, the emergence of writing, fishing and hunting, to rituals and music, marriage, grains, markets, bows, cloth, and making. Cars, gods, ghosts, humans, demons, the world takes shape.
"This is... ancient history?" Chu Guanmeng opened his eyes wide, "Ancient times?"
Lin Du didn't say anything. He glanced at the primitive images from the early stage and felt vaguely.
Several Loose Immortals also followed behind, whispering, "Which ancient god's ruins are these? Why can't I tell?"
When Chu Guanmeng heard this, she pulled Lin Du, "Do you know?"
Lin Du nodded, "I have a guess, but it may not be correct."
Chu Guanmeng lay down peacefully. He must have guessed it, and he would be relieved.
After walking along this stone path for a long time, when Bai Mao Tuanzi started to feel sleepy, Lin Du suddenly stopped and said, "That's not right."
Chu Guanmeng was so frightened that she almost fell off her shoulder, "Ah? What's wrong? What happened? Is there a conspiracy?!"
Wei Zhi was alert for a moment, "What's wrong?"
"There are even water gods, and the deeds of every ancient god are there. They even depict things that the gods felt and returned to the way of heaven. What about Hou Tu..." Lin Du turned around and asked again, "What about Hou Tu?" Not here?"
This is an ancient relic, how could it still be the work of later generations?
After Lin Du finished speaking, the loose immortals behind him suddenly heard the crisp sound of shattering, and a biting and sinister air suddenly spread out from under their feet, like maggots on the tarsus, ignoring the spiritual treasures and robes they were wearing, and penetrated directly. Deep in the human marrow.
It was a vicious resentment that came from the bottom of my heart.
The immortals took off on the spot at the same time, but they heard the sound of breaking everywhere. The pottery along the way seemed to have been swept to the ground by their movements. It was a mess and haste, like... the collapse of ancient civilization.
"Oh no, I remember I didn't touch it!!"
"No! It's a porcelain thing!!! I really don't have it!"
The sound of pottery is not as crisp as today's colored glaze and porcelain, but the sound of falling on the ground is thicker and hits the heart directly.
In the midst of the chaos, only Lin Du and Wei Zhi stood firm.
Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked quietly at the faint resentment creeping up. He raised his hand to form a seal, and the golden divine ring shined brightly, crushing the resentment easily.
The next moment, the stone path shook, the space changed, and when it was broken, countless pairs of dark hands pulled them into the ground, but a shrine for sacrifice appeared in front of them.
The plaque on it was written in ancient times. Lin Du took a look and said, "It's Houtu Shrine."
"Houtu is the god of the five earths who can govern the Nine Provinces, so he is worshiped as the god of the society." Lin Du raised his eyes and looked at the pottery pot paintings on the wall, which were completely made by the same person as the stone paths in front. What was said in them It is the story of Hou Tu. [Note 1]
"This is a shrine where sacrifices were made in ancient times, but the incense in the back is clearly from after the death of the ancient gods."
Lin Du guessed that after the gods who controlled the rules completely evolved the world, it returned to the rules of heaven. The ancient period ended, and the three thousand worlds evolved again, dividing into the current thirty-third heaven and the three thousand worlds, and re-evolved the natural gods.
Hou Tu is the central god, in charge of the underworld.
"Because some people believe in it, Houtu will always exist."
Lin Du looked at the sacrificial objects and piles of incense in front of the shrine, which were obviously from different periods, and said, "After the peace of Kyushu, he became a shrine god and was worshiped by all the people. All the ancient gods fell, and the world evolved and changed, but people have always Worship the Earth God, who reappears through people’s thoughts and sacrifices.”
"Before, Kaiyang said that the earth behind came from the wishes and incense of all living beings. Its true nature is earth, and the earth behind it is the living being."
Lin Du looked at the entire shrine, then turned around and returned to the center. "This body is originally a yellow clay sculpture, but it has a soul because of the wishes of many people."
"My master once found traces of the ancient gods' efforts to prevent themselves from returning to heaven from the tombs of the ancient gods. Perhaps Houtu also wants to live."
Wei Zhi looked at the original shrine thoughtfully, "You don't want to..."
Lin Du walked past the confession and walked straight towards the statue made of yellow clay.
In an instant, there was a sharp scream of ghosts in the shrine, and the place that was not too dark at first was covered by the thick three poisons.
Chu Guanmeng screamed, "There's something dirty!"
Wei Zhi looked at the thick fog in front of him, which was ferocious and resembled a devil's womb, and suddenly thought of the moment when he sank into the origin of the devil's energy.
Heavy, sticky, and vicious like violent fire, there is a deep hot flash in the air.
There was clearly no fire, but he was in a sea of magma and fire.
"Please! Please wake up! Please revive! Please!"
"Empress Houtu, please wake up!"
"Help me...save me..."
"Why don't you save my son!!!"
"Empress Houtu, please give me a child, please!"
"Please, God of Earth, let the food grow. There will be no more droughts...and no more floods..."
Wei Zhi heard it, and Lin Du also heard it.
The inside of the shrine is like purgatory, making it difficult to move even an inch.
Lin Du was still moving forward. Countless pairs of dark hands tried to pull her down and stop her, but Lin Du didn't even pay attention.
She crossed the darkness, and her slender hand fell on the clay statue.
The next moment, the red rope burst into golden light, almost glowing with golden fire, burning Lin Du's wrist until it trembled slightly.
But the clay statue trembled crazily.
Just like...Qi Zhen was dizzy when he was touched by Lin Du for the first time.
The solid yellow mud kept trembling, and dark bitter water gushed out, and then quickly melted under Lin Du's palm, turning into a puddle of mud.
The next moment, there was another yellow clay statue. Countless black hands burned the yellow clay into a clay statue with scalding heat.
Lin Du only felt that there were thousands of obstacles in her hands, but she still firmly picked up the clay statue.
Wow.
There was a dull sound of the clay statue breaking.
The ghost roar disappeared in an instant.
You can hear a needle drop inside the shrine.
Wei Zhi's lantern fell in front of him, his voice was calm and compassionate, "Three poison seals."
Lin Du closed his eyes, "Sure enough."
The clay paintings around the shrine also trembled for an instant, and then the remaining divine power from ancient times gathered together.
A compassionate female voice from ancient times sounded.
"This is the seal of all living beings."
"If one day, my people gather together and call, I will descend to the world again."
Wei Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the golden seal. It was indeed exactly the same.
After the gods fell, all sentient beings wished to return to the earth.
Is that what Hou Tu left behind to give himself a way out?
Wei Zhi thought, probably not.
Hou Tu probably sincerely wants to protect countless people for generations to come.
How could the ancient divine seal become the Three Poison Seal?
Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at the divine seal.
She looked at it for a long time, then suddenly raised her head and looked at Wei Zhi, "So, how did you learn about the Three Poison Seals in the lower realm?"
Wei Zhi paused for a long time before replying, "It is inherited from the royal family, and the books are collected by the Whispering royal family."
This answer was within Lin Du's expectation.
Wei Zhi continued to recall slowly, "The Three Poison Seals are forbidden techniques. Although they have been passed down for some unknown reason, the prohibitions in the book can bring together the world's most affectionate people. Greed, anger, and ignorance will breed resentment, and resentment will breed poison. Those who sow it will surely Self-destruct.”
"I planted it on Qianyu at that time because I wanted to verify something."
"If it were a demon species, what kind of situation would it be like under the three poison seals?"
Wei Zhi made no secret of the fact that the purpose of his original experiment was a bit of bad taste, "You have seen the results afterwards."
Lin Du lowered his eyes, "If the divine seal itself is used to collect the wishes of all living beings, then..."
"The strong desire turned into three poisons, causing this divine seal to lose its original meaning and become a forbidden technique." Wei Zhi continued, "At least that was not the intention initially."
The two fell silent again, and the golden light of the divine seal began to slowly become indifferent and dying.
Chu Guanmeng also understood, and was rarely silent.
It also looked at the divine seal, "Then, if... if everything was originally done with good intentions, how could it lead to... the final outcome?"
"Yin Huaitian is not the first person to die for this..."
As it was talking, it suddenly realized a more terrifying fact, "So Hou Tu was the first god to die tragically because of the resentment of all living beings?"
Lin Du continued to recall, "The Incense Divine Way was also derived from this. No wonder... after the Fallen Angel died, the Incense Divine Way completely disappeared."
It should be extinct.
It's like an invention that was originally intended to save human lives and benefit the entire world, but in the end it turned into something that destroyed the world.
That was not the inventor's original intention.
God personally planted the seeds of his own corruption, how pitiful it is.
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[Note 1]: Used from "Sacrifice Law"
