Tianyang knew that the separatists had carved beams and carved cornices to draw a hall.

His foot is a platform with no handrail and a step extending obliquely to the side.
Tianyang adjusts his breathing, calms his mood, lifts his feet and walks up the stairs.
He strolled through this hall, walked through the ancient road for many years, passed by strange statues, and occasionally saw strange shells in a corner and bone columns surrounded by mummies.
It’s quiet in the underground hall, but it’s not so quiet. It always screams strangely from a distance from time to time, which makes people unable to tell whether something makes a sound or the wind penetrates the open to form an abnormal sound.
But Tianyang noticed that those ancient roads covered with rotten leaves were at the end, all over the windows of dilapidated palaces with white silk, behind those indescribable statues, or in the depths of the courtyard occupied by dead trees and weeds … The demons of Yan were peeping in the shadows.
I don’t know how many demons are hidden in this underground hall. They hide from the fire and dodge the sight of teenagers. It is only occasionally that some clues are exposed in the dark to show the fact that they are not far away.
But these dark believers seem to have no intention to stop the teenagers. They pass by Tianyang, go away and disappear from their sight.
It took a long time for Tianyang to finally come to that majestic hall.
The main hall sits on a high platform with a pedestal more than ten meters high. There are canals in front of the hall and five bridges.
On both sides of the main hall, there is a bell and drum hall on the first floor, hovering against the platform wall, and the cold and blue fire around Longwei Road still surprises Tianyang.
Huge has its own form power, which makes people feel like a soul. Xiaotian Yang felt this way as soon as he set foot in the square in front of the temple. He secretly warned himself that the separatists chose such a place specially, probably to weaken their will and belief through this grand underground palace and magnificent building complex.
Come to the front of the main hall, Tianyang Ningding will count to ten silently, until the mind is quiet, then push the door.
I don’t know how long it’s been since I was pushed through the door, and I let out a toothache and reluctantly opened myself to the teenagers.
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The stove is not small, it is located in the deepest part of the hall, and a large blue flame rises from the mouth of the stove, and the flame burns brightly and illuminates the whole hall.
In front of the stove is a triple platform, and each weight is connected by a ladder.
Each heavy platform is decorated with bronze turtles, cranes and tripod.
Surrounded by railings, the four corners of the platform are equipped with copper dragon heads.
On the highest platform, there is a golden throne, and the huge width of the throne is more than three meters. There is a French-shaped monster on each side of the handrail.
From a distance, it looks like these two monsters have shouldered the throne.
The throne Muqing was lying on her side. She had taken off her protection and changed into a long black dress. The skirt was big and long, and they hung freely on the throne and fell to the ground.
The black dress and gold thread embroidered a winged bird, which seemed to fly out of the flame and was more vivid.
"You finally came to Tianyang"
Muqingyin hall rang her a lazy posture to sit up on his throne.
"tell me your purpose. you don’t want me to visit your palace, do you?" Tianyang secretly checked his state, and Xing Yun’s full physical strength was restored just after walking slowly.
It’s dark particles that consume a lot, but Tianyang doubts whether there is dark side power for the self-proclaimed’ darkest person’.
Mu Qing leans slightly to the high platform throne and looks down at the teenager in the temple. "Don’t worry, anyway, we have plenty of time, so let’s have a good talk."
"I’ve been here for a long time. You see, I asked those lovely allies to transform this place into what it is. Do you like it?"
Allies? Do you mean the mob or the black people in the cracks?
Tianyang deliberately tempted, "It seems that you really stayed here for a long time, otherwise you wouldn’t have talked about building so many palaces."
"Yes."
Mu Qing changed her posture to expose her snow-white and slender legs. "I forgot how long I stayed. I think if human beings have a concept of time, there should be one thousand years." What two thousand years? "
"Even though it takes me only one or two thousand years to sleep, I can’t sleep peacefully in this damn crack."
It seems that Reverend Chen is right. There is no way to get away from the cracks … Tianyang thinks of what the priest said.
"Right"
Mu Qing showed a cheerful look. "What has the outside world become now?"
Tianyang said unhurriedly, "Before I answer this question, why don’t you answer me a question? How can this town be caught in the world? Are they real human beings or did you create’ toys’?"
Mu Qing slightly narrowed his eyes. "I didn’t seem to say that you can communicate with me on a peer-to-peer basis. You can answer questions but not problems."
"Is that so?"
Tianyang laughed. "Then I didn’t promise to cooperate with you, just like maybe I should leave now."
"Do you think you can leave?" Muqing leaned back and looked cold.
Tianyang takes out the golden wind and stars. "I don’t mind trying, or would you rather talk to your allies?"
Mu Qing snorted and fully expressed his dissatisfaction. Then he said, "I don’t know how this town drifted between cracks. It was already there when I came in."
"Residents in the town, do you think humans can be born in the cracks and last for thousands of years? The answer is naturally to deny that that thing is just my entertainment. "
Sure enough, it is not a real human, which can explain why’ human’ can haunt in the cracks and it can control the mob …
When Tianyang came up with this idea, Mu Qing’s tone became impatient. "Now you should answer my question, right?"
"No problem"
"The world outside the cracks is dark, and indescribable monsters are everywhere. We call it the’ inverse boundary’, which should be a little different from the world you know."
Tianyang simply answered the separatist question.
"Sure enough …"
Mu Qing’s face showed a trace of joy. She nodded her head with her fingers. "I have unearthed some quite interesting things in this woman’s memory, such as Kraft Gate, fortress, sunshine and bay."
"The world outside the cracks is my original world. It seems that I have completely slipped into the universe at this time."
"But they succeeded, and they found the other side. I didn’t believe that as far as I know, some human beings can form false memories through training to confuse my judgment."
"I have met some such humans before, but your words prove that this woman’s memory, especially the definition of’ inverse world’, is really more accurate."
Mu Qing said it lightly, but these words fell into the ears of Tianyang, and every sentence was different from a bolt from the blue.
Young wry smile a sure enough he is still too young.
This unimaginable ancient thing is nothing more than a sentence or two, but the separatists have mastered the incredible information.
But in turn, the separatists revealed enough information for him to know.