Yan Chixia wiped the sky gate on the painting wall, and the light became more and more prosperous, swallowing the entire temple together.

"So it's here?"

"This is where the heaven is."

He seemed to have finally understood the power of this painting wall and the significance of the Tianmen.

Finally, the Taoist in the temple disappeared, but there was a standing figure under the gate of the fairy world on the wall.

It's like a special symbol being printed on the gate of the fairy world.

Gantian Temple fell down, falling leaves filled the yard, and dust filled the hall.

Finally, someone came up at the foot of the mountain, climbed to the highest point along the rugged mountain road, and opened the door to Gantian Temple.

The desolate Taoist temple is empty, as if no one has visited it for a long time.

The visitor was a farmer, wearing a sleeveless short shirt, a pair of straw sandals under his feet, and a hat on his head.

As soon as he came in, he shouted in a strong dialect accent: "Master Chixia! Help!"

"Master Chixia!"

"Master Chixia!"

I searched all over the yard but found no figures. I looked through the houses again. Although the things were there, they were all covered in dust, not like someone living there.

The farmer shouted anxiously: "Are you leaving? What should I do? Who will come to see us in the future?"

The farmer pushed open the door of the hall, and then noticed the murals on the divine platform, the fairy palace pavilions, and the scrolls of immortals. They were exquisite and delicate, and they could even faintly see the light on them.

"What kind of baby is this?"

The farmer approached the past, and the man who had never left the village had seen such a treasure. He immediately felt a hint of greed in his heart and leaned towards the wall, wanting to see what this thing was.

It was evening at this time, and the sunset shone in from outside, just projecting into the hall and on the painted wall.

The farmer's hand touched it, and the moment his fingers touched the painted wall, the painted wall immediately rolled up layers of light, swallowing the farmer.

The scorching flames and yellow wind gushed out from the walls, burning the farmers to ashes.

Afterwards, all kinds of strange things often happened in Gantian Temple.

If it were decades ago, or even more than ten years ago, such so-called strange things were everywhere.

But now, the gods have fallen, the underworld has left, and all the gods, ghosts and demons have disappeared. There has not been such a truly strange thing related to gods, ghosts and demons in many years.

In this case, Gantian Temple seemed very outstanding, attracting many curious people. These curious people saw more strange things, which made various legends and strange stories about Gantian Temple spread everywhere.

Especially the story of a wall in the painting and the story of the master Taoist Chixia, Yang has various versions, which have also spread to the ears of many people with heart.

Finally it was passed on to the ears of King Lu Hou of Wu.

In the capital of Wu, the palace of King Wu does not look magnificent, and it can even be said to be extremely simple for the identity of King Wu.

However, although the King of Wu did not build palaces or engage in extravagance and was not even a few people in the harem, King of Wu Lu Hou could not be called a diligent and loving person.

This is a militant who is a militant who is constantly developing military military wars for years. He fights every year in a small battle and a major battle every three years. Unfortunately, due to the geographical location of the Wu State and the militant war, he still failed to expand its territory.

The power of the King of Wu is still not as powerful as the other princes and kings, and is still at the end of the Central Plains. Not to mention the King of Southern Han Zhu Cheng and King of Northern Han Qi Yuan, even Shu and Chu often hang Wu up and beat him.

Lu Hou summoned the Prime Minister of Wu and asked: "Some people say that Mount Wu presents auspicious appearance, with golden light that rushes to the bullfighting."

"It is a sign that the Wu Kingdom is a great success."

The Prime Minister said, "It's just that the common people below regard the changes in the celestial phenomena as auspiciousness. In addition, the government has exaggerated the report for its merits, so I don't have to take it seriously."

King Lu Hou of Wu gave the note submitted by the people below to the Prime Minister to read. After reading it, his face changed suddenly.

"The Taoist Master Chixia in Gantian Temple? There is a painting wall in the temple, with the fairy palace and the scroll of the gods?"

The Prime Minister glanced at King Lu Hou of Wu, and then he understood why Lu Hou specially summoned him to discuss this matter. This familiar name would be aware that it was not simple. If it was really the person and thing they imagined, the secret hidden in Gantian Temple could be said to be related to the world and the fate of all lives.

The Prime Minister was surprised: "This Taoist Master Chixia? Is it the sword immortal Yan Chixia that year?"

Lu Hou nodded: "According to the description of the locals, this name should be the sword immortal Yan Chixia."

"Is Yan Chixia missing? Or did she pass away in Mount Wu? This Gantian Temple is the place where she sits and transforms."

The Prime Minister sighed: "The sword killed the dragon back then, and the invincible sword immortal Yan Chixia also ended."

Then the Prime Minister noticed the most critical point: "Is this painted wall in Gantian Temple the one that appeared in Jinhua Palace back then..."

The Prime Minister of Wu and King Lu Hou of Wu looked at each other, and the two nodded involuntarily. The painting wall in this view must be obtained. If the real painting wall is the painting wall, with its power, it is likely to completely change the national strength of Wu and the weakest situation of the country.

They will completely turn the situation around and break the current separatist rule of the countries, and no one can do anything to the death of anyone.

King Lu Hou of Wu was the first to speak: "If you go down, arrange this matter immediately. You must arrange the most effective personnel and bring this wall back to me as quickly as possible."

The Prime Minister of Wu immediately bowed: "If you go down, you will arrange this matter immediately."

Wushan, Wangjia Village.

A large number of soldiers rushed into the village on horseback. The village immediately rushed outside with the old and young people in the village, waiting to welcome the sudden soldiers.

Each of these soldiers looked full of murderous aura and strong. They were all elite soldiers who had seen blood and had truly been on the battlefield. They surrounded them from three layers inside and three layers outside, and the entire Wangjia Village was shocked.

The general in front drove the war horse forward, and Muramasa immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"The little old man is the village chief. I wonder who are you? What's wrong with coming to this village?"

The general did not mean to introduce himself at all, and directly issued an order: "You are the clan leader? Who knows where Gantianguan is? Find someone to lead the way."

"By the way, now all the young and strong people in your village have been requisitioned by me. I need you to do something, don't be lazy or run away."

The village in Wangjia Village was a little scared and immediately shouted: "How dare you! Jun Ye can tell me what you have, and the whole village will definitely respond to all your requests."

Within a few days, the entire Gantian Temple was dismantled from top to bottom, and even a piece of brick was dismantled. Especially the painted wall in the main hall of the Taoist Temple, all the young and strong people from seven or eight villages were recruited to be taken down completely from the mountains, and many people died in the middle.

There was nothing left in the entire Gantian Temple, and it was taken away and sent to Sucheng in Wu.
Chapter completed!