It was a long corridor, and the children walked very slowly because the portraits on the wall slowed them down.
Who would have thought that the Temple of Comprehension was actually such a spiraling corridor that led to an unknown depth underground?
The candlelight on the wall was bright, and the air was sufficient. There was nothing uncomfortable, but even if there was some discomfort now, the children were unwilling to leave.
"This is... Your Excellency Tang Shuang?" Wen Jiayin looked at the painting of a woman in white, her skirt fluttering in the wind.
"Your Excellency Tang Shuang?" Wen Jiayin's voice attracted everyone's attention.
The paintings in the corridor had a history that went from near to far. After every Spirit Master who had become a Title Douluo passed away, a portrait would be drawn by the people who had comprehended the Divine Hall, and this Title Douluo would be worshipped in this long corridor. Among the nearly two hundred portraits before, some were ink paintings, some were oil paintings. Some even had a bronze plate attached, engraved with this Title Douluo's life. Of course, those who could get bronze plates were all legendary figures that the children had heard about since they were young. There were even some paintings of Wen Jiayin's great-great-grandfather and Dai Tianwen's great-grandfather that were closer to the exterior. Of course, there were also a few elders of the Tang Sect that Tang Dou had met when he was young.
However, what shocked Tang Dou the most were the few ink-wash paintings that were furthest away. It was actually the Clear Sky School's four great elders back then!
In other words, Tang Dou's sworn enemies were all dead?
The Four Great Elders were not considered to be extremely prominent figures, so there was only a portrait there. However, this had already caused Tang Dou to be unable to calm down for a long time. Those four nightmarish old men had actually died without Tang Dou knowing? Who did it? Who could do it?
Tang Dou, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly raised his head when he heard Wen Jiayin's voice.
Tang Shuang, born in the Clear Sky School, he naturally knew the power of this female Douluo. Since the great revolution of the Spirit Master world a thousand years ago, only three people could enjoy the title of "Heaven's Favorite of a Generation". Tang Shuang was one of them, the other two were Tang San and Wen Qing.
Just from this alone, one could see how powerful Tang Shuang was.
Tang Dou, who had grown up listening to Tang Shuang's stories in the Clear Sky School, had only seen the Clear Sky School ancestral hall's Tang Shuang statue. To tell the truth, Tang Dou didn't dare to compliment that statue. Even though it was life-sized, its expression was stiff and its movements rigid, just like the triumphant statue of Emperor Xue Beng in Heaven Dou City's center. Only different was that the true protagonist of Emperor Xue Beng's triumphant statue was the exquisitely carved Tang San standing behind Xue Beng. And the statue of Tang Shuang was just Tang Shuang alone.
However, this painting in front of him made Tang Dou stunned. The woman in the painting wasn't as stiff and cold as the statue, nor was she holding the Clear Sky Hammer.
A woman with waist-length black hair and snow-white skin stood alone on the cliff. The white scarf around her neck fluttered in the wind. He held the brown scabbard in his left hand and slowly pulled out the long saber with his right hand. He leaned back slightly, and his black pupils revealed infinite determination.
A beautiful girl, a determined warrior, an undying legend. This was the beginning of the three sentences. Beside Tang Shuang's portrait, there was a bronze tablet that was even larger than the portrait. Tang Shuang's life was engraved on it, and it was divided into three sections.
A young girl who was born in a large sect that was filled with danger. When she was young, she was famous for her beauty and talent, and she was looked forward to by countless people. When her family's sect was threatened by the emerging forces, she resolutely gave up her studies and supported the tottering building with her own strength, bringing the Clear Sky School back to the peak of the Douluo Continent.
A large sect that was already decaying and on the verge of collapse actually regained its youth in her hands and obtained a new life. In order to protect the family, Tang Shuang chose to enter the Clear Sky School's Elder Council at the age of thirty-three. She was lonely all her life, but she accompanied the Clear Sky School like a guardian. It was precisely because of this that the Clear Sky School was able to last until today.
"The grace of a gentleman can be severed after five lifetimes. Even a prodigy of a generation would not be able to do it.。。”Tang Dou looked at his distant ancestor and was the first to turn around and walk deeper.
"Tang Dou!" Tang Yuexue was the first to realize that Tang Dou had left. She quickly turned around and chased after him. The children followed suit.
Under the candlelight, Tang Shuang's portrait hung quietly on the wall, just like hundreds of years ago.
The people who had walked past the painting had left one batch after another, but the legend of the portrait and its owner would never die out.
2
The length of the corridor was beyond everyone's imagination. It even gave the children the feeling that if this continued, they would miss a step. No matter how thick the land is, there should be an end, right?
Looking at the painting on the wall, the progress was close to the time when the legendary Temple of Enlightenment was established. The children's hearts were in their throats again because they knew that the legendary era should be ahead.
During the Great Revolution Era, countless geniuses were born in the same era, creating major achievements that changed the soul masters 'world one after another. Their stories were already spread like epics, and some of them had even become myths.
For example…For example, the group of people in front of them.。。
It was a stone door, six to seven meters tall and three to four meters wide. The door was divided into two, but they formed a painting. Unlike the previous paintings, this painting was a mural drawn directly on the stone door. The style was not as detailed as the previous paintings, but it gave people a sense of illusion. The person in the painting was not detailed, but it gave people an endless shock.
This was an island, and there seemed to be a temple behind it. On the high mountain in the middle of the island, seven young people stood on the shore, and in front of them were endless waves. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and even the seagulls scattered in panic. Only these seven young people were left.
He ignored the incoming waves and stood on the rocks.
This was the legendary Shrek Seven Monsters? No one could answer them, but they knew that this was definitely the Shrek Seven Devils. Only true legendary existences could enjoy such an honor.
The man in his early twenties standing in front of the crowd had bright dark blue eyes and beautiful dark blue long hair. His handsome face carried a resolute aura. His face was sharp like a knife, releasing his inner spirit.
This was Tang San…He was the creator of the Spirit Master revolution, the symbol of invincibility.。。
Tang Dou had seen Tang San before, in front of that Tang clan ancestor's grave, but his impression at that time was vague, far from being as clear as this painting.
And next to Tang San was a girl with long braids, slender and full of vitality, a pair of large pink eyes flickering with a clever and fearless light.
This person…The children actually recognized her. Wasn't she the terrifyingly powerful woman who had ignored their soul power explosion when they first went to the outskirts of Nanshan to collect the Vermilion Pill Leaves?。。That "Sister Xiao Wu"?
"Could it be that the sister Xiao Wu we met was the legendary Soft Bone Douluo, His Excellency Tang San's life's love, Xiao Wu?”Wen Jiayin scratched her head strenuously, completely ignoring her messy hairstyle." I thought it was the same name!" Oh my god! He's really a god!"
At this time, Dai Tianwen had already knelt in front of the portrait and started to pray devoutly. The children quieted down at once.
On the right side of Tang San and Soft Bone Douluo was a man possessed by a white tiger and a woman possessed by a black cat. They were also around twenty-five or twenty-five years old. If he didn't guess wrongly, this pair should be the one with the highest birth among the Seven Devils, the one who was once the first-in-line successor to the Star Luo Empire, King Rang and his princess consort, who later gave the throne to his brother. The Star Luo Empire's direct royal family had been wiped out during the war that destroyed the empire a thousand years ago. The current Star Luo Sect was the direct descendant of King Rang's bloodline. They had adopted the direct royal family at the last moment in order to ensure that the royal bloodline would continue. In other words, this couple was Dai Tianwen's direct ancestor.
"Brother Tang Dou, the pair on the left is the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.。。”Ding Baoer suddenly stopped and lowered her head.
"Yeah, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Revival Female Lead and her husband, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's tool spirit support and food support dual system is them.
I created it." Tang Dou nodded. This legendary couple was definitely not inferior to the previous two.
For the sake of his beloved wife, a peerless expert with enough strength to establish a sect actually chose to use all his energy to promote his wife's sect. It might sound easy, but only those who were born in a sect would understand the significance of an independent sect.
But this handsome man with a ferocious scar on his face, the legendary first food system Title Douluo, Food God Douluo, had truly accomplished this, throwing all his strength into the reconstruction of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, making the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect co-exist with the Clear Sky School, a great sect that had not lost its power since before the great reform.
Then, behind the three pairs, there was His Excellency Phoenix Dou Luo, the founder of the Tang Sect's Martial Arts Hall, and also the ancestor of the Malan girl and Tang Dou. Ma Lan put her hands together and prayed silently in front of her. Tang Dou also quieted down.
At this moment, the huge stone door slowly opened.。。
3
The voice directly appeared in the minds of the children, just like the mental transmission of the Eight Formation Diagram.
"Welcome to the Temple of Comprehension. Here, you will receive the test from the Kingdom of Heaven!”A dignified female voice sounded in the children's minds." Now, look at the stone tablet in front of you and choose the painting that you are most interested in. Remember to use your intuition. Don't hesitate, we will automatically explore the choices given by your intuition!”
Four towering stone tablets appeared in front of the children. There were different pictures on them.
The leftmost painting was of a girl wielding a longsword. The longsword was too long for her, so the girl was panting heavily.
The girl in the middle left painting had grown up quite a bit. She was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the longsword in her hand had become much smoother. The girl wielded the longsword and competed with a group of her peers in front of a huge palace.
In the painting on the right, the girl had grown into a graceful woman. Although she was not very beautiful, her snow-white skin and majestic phoenix eyes had a majestic beauty. At this moment, she had wings on her back and was flying in the air. The sword light in her hand was dozens of feet long and directly cut through the cover of the night, like the sun in the night.
In the last painting on the right, the woman was middle-aged. The wings on her back were gone, and the sword in her hand was gone. All that was left was an ancient scroll whose title could not be seen clearly, and a green lamp. The woman was leaning alone on the bed as if she had fallen asleep. The ancient scroll in her hand gradually fell off, and only the dim light of the green lamp illuminated the corner of the room.
"A life of four paintings? How lonely…" Tang Yuexue was the first to speak. She shook her head and stood in front of the last painting.
The one who made the decision was Tang Dou. He stood in front of the third painting. Ma Lan pulled the wave and walked to the third painting. However, something unexpected happened. Just as Ma Lan walked to the third painting, she was pushed to the second painting by a strange force. The wave appeared in front of the first painting.
"Remember, your choice should be decided by your heart! I can see through your true thoughts!”The dignified female voice sounded again.
"Is that so…" Dai Tianwen shook his head." Then why do we have to choose?"。。Xiao Ya 'er, are you interested in seeing if we have a tacit understanding?”
"What the hell!" Wen Jiayin pursed her lips. When she saw Dai Tianwen walking towards the second painting, she was also stunned. Then, she stomped her feet and followed Dai Tianwen.
This time, nothing unusual happened.
The remaining precious sisters had always been known to be innocent and not even good at lying. The two of them held hands and walked to the third painting.
"Alright, you have made your own choices. What I can tell you is that in the following time, until you return here again, what you see during this time is very likely to be an illusion. Everything can be a trap to lure you. If you are not careful, you may end up killing yourself or others!”The dignified female voice sounded even more fierce." Therefore, you must be careful in the illusion mirror of the Temple of Enlightenment. Young people are the future of the continent. I don't want you to wither prematurely here!”
Then, the scene in front of the children gradually blurred. Countless memories of the past appeared in front of them. They vaguely heard a voice from afar. It was a woman singing. Her voice was sad and sorrowful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.
Tang Dou felt like he was about to faint again. Before he lost consciousness, he seemed to have only heard a song.
"The thousand-foot high mountain dreams of waves, thousands of miles of vast sleep of falling snow, you can know the youth's ambition, a hundred years of true heart difficult to sleep.”
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