Wang Xuan's heart was heavy, and his face was more solemn than ever. He finally determined what it was, and it was indeed similar to his earlier guess.
The curtain!
It was hazy and pressing there, more magnificent than what he had seen before. After all, it was now really close to the present world.
The first time he came into contact with this kind of thing, he almost had an accident. At the beginning, deep in the inner scene, behind the curtain, the red-clothed female demon fairy holding an oil-paper umbrella almost broke through.
Now, he actually saw this kind of thing in the real world.
The light underground was still spreading, expanding toward the surface of the moon, and the scenery he saw was gradually becoming clearer from blurry.
How could the world behind the curtain appear in the present world?
Suddenly, Wang Xuan felt something and saw something different. At this time, he suddenly woke up and realized what the situation was here.
The curtain was approaching the present world, and the light underground was expanding, but there were also some quiet places that slowly emerged from the moon pit and gradually came to the surface.
It was quiet and silent there. Generally speaking, it was dim and deep. It was actually an inner scene!
It was like a shadow, connected to the bright curtain, anchoring the present world and becoming an important coordinate. What kind of creature was it bringing back?
The inner scene had not yet been completely exposed on the surface, but now Wang Xuan had seen part of the truth. There was actually... a hand in it.
A hand that passed through the curtain and reached into the inner scene seemed to have been trying for many years to come from the world behind the curtain.
Wang Xuan looked around, and no one could see the strange phenomenon in the moon pit, not even the old Taoist priests in Zhengyi Temple.
No one knew that a terrible event that might have far-reaching impacts and might change the entire world pattern was taking place!
If that creature crossed over, no one knew what would happen.
Unless a super battleship was used to completely lock it and destroy it as soon as possible, otherwise, once it escaped and became familiar with the present world, the consequences would be unpredictable.
It became clearer there, and the real scenery could be seen.
In the world behind the curtain, there were broken ruins, rubble everywhere, and fallen mountains. It looked desolate and silent.
That world lacked vitality, and there were few plants. Even some plants were almost dry. Overall, it was very desolate.
Although the curtain was soft and glowing, the world behind it was so decadent and desolate.
There were islands floating in the sky, and at this time, one of them slowly fell, and the pavilions on it hit the ground, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.
There were cities in the distance, and there were villages around, but not many people could be seen, which was quite depressed.
Because the curtain was approaching the world, the world behind it was much clearer than before, as if it was closer, reflecting in Wang Xuan's spiritual realm.
These were nothing. What really shocked Wang Xuan was the position next to the curtain.
There was a tall and thin man with loose hair and protruding eyes. They were vertical eyes, and the features were too obvious.
One of his hands reached from the curtain to the inner scene, which seemed to consume too much of his strength, and his body could not pass through.
There were a few people around him, some of them were hazy and blurred, covered by clouds and mist, and only the rough outlines could be seen, some were men and some were women.
Someone stabbed the curtain with a sword, constantly shaking it, trying to cut it open and open a gap, but unfortunately he failed.
On this side of the curtain, the inner scene was dim, it was like a shadow, and there were people inside!
There were monks in ancient costumes sitting there motionless, and there were modern people in space suits, and some were even wearing casual clothes.
This really surprised Wang Xuan, how could there be modern people in the inner scene?
When he saw a Moonlight Bodhisattva, he immediately realized that they were all latecomers, and their spiritual bodies were brought into the inner scene.
There is no doubt that they are not flesh and blood people, but remnant spirits.
There were four Moonlight Bodhisattvas approaching the Moon Pit, and the spirits of three of them were completely destroyed. It seems that one of them was accepted and absorbed by them.
There is a special old man in the inner scene, sitting cross-legged there, and behind him is a withered skeleton, sitting exactly the same as him.
The withered skeleton is real, not in the inner scene!
When Wang Xuan saw this, his hair stood on end, and he felt that he understood the truth.
That old man can open the inner scene, like a key, communicating the world behind the curtain, the two are connected together, is this to help the immortals anchor the present world?
Wang Xuan's scalp numbed, the old man's current situation foreshadowed his fate once he was controlled and used by someone!
Even more than that old man, he attracted those people in the ancient pit.
Because, at this stage, he has not really transcended, but he can already open the inner scene, which is an exception.
He stared at the old man carefully. There were some middle-aged and young people around him, all wearing ancient costumes, and seemed to be seated according to their status.
After careful observation, Wang Xuan felt that the old man seemed to be the leader of a religion, who could open the inner scene. The others were probably geniuses and disciples in the religion.
As for those modern people, they were assimilated later, absorbed into the outermost edge area.
The old man's body had died long ago, but it was very important. It was a real thing, connected to his spiritual body, sitting cross-legged outside the inner scene.
The withered bones seemed very strong when he was alive. The bones were white and shiny. There was no smell of decay until now, and it looked very sacred.
"Could it be close to the level of feathering?" Wang Xuan was guessing his strength when he was alive.
"His spirit and the inner scene are attached to the remains of his real body in the world, and the people behind the scenes indirectly touch the world through the inner scene and want to come back!" Wang Xuan's face was uncertain.
He was alerted and must be more cautious and careful in the future. He must not be targeted and captured by the ancients, otherwise he might end up in a miserable situation.
This person should really be the leader of a sect, but how did this old man who can open the inner scene come to the moon? Was it done by the immortals, or was there other means?
When thinking of this, Wang Xuan was more confused. Was the old man from the old land, or was he an ancient from the new star?
Until now, he didn't know what the new star was like. He only knew that it was suitable for human habitation, similar to the old land environment, and full of vitality, with many species. Did humans exist earlier?
However, he didn't have time to think too much, and he set his eyes on the moon pit again.
There was obviously something wrong with the dark inner scene. As the hand in the curtain struggled, the inner scene was like a leaking sphere, slowly shrinking.
Moreover, the spiritual bodies inside were also much dimmer.
I don't know how long this inner scene has been connected to the world behind the curtain. Obviously, this has a great impact on the spiritual bodies inside, and they are getting weaker year by year!
It can be sensed that the mysterious factor in the inner scene is extremely thin. Compared with what Wang Xuan had seen in the past, it is simply a barren land.
The inner scene in the moon pit was consumed too much by that hand. It is not a place for health preservation at all, but a place for death!
Several figures behind the curtain moved, and they really wanted to force their way in to help the man with vertical eyes. Several people used weapons to chop the tomb, causing violent vibrations.
It did work, after all, one of his hands had already reached out, but the consumption seemed to be very large. They continued to attack, causing the inner scene here to be precarious and could be broken at any time.
In the end, the other few people stopped, and the man with vertical eyes opened his hand violently, and light shone through the inner scene, directly towards the moon base.
The beam of light was like a tide, rushing towards the protective layer.
However, before it could really come in, a dazzling glow bloomed in Zhengyi Temple, and countless talismans emerged, and finally condensed into a large seal.
Boom!
Wang Xuan felt dizzy and his spiritual realm almost exploded. The big seal smashed towards the moon pit, crushing all the tide-like light.
At the same time, a swastika appeared at the White Horse Temple and also bombarded the moon pit, shining Buddha's light and purifying the vast "tide".
All the light from the big hand was extinguished!
In the moon pit, the vertical-eyed man sighed helplessly, as if he was helpless about the failure of intervening in the world, and also seemed to be disappointed about the heavy price he paid but failed, and even had a hint of despair.
"Yangping Zhidu Gong Yin!"
Wang Xuan was looking at Zhengyi Temple in surprise, where there was a small seal glowing, and it was it that emitted the torrent of light and fell into the moon pit.
The Yangping Zhidu Gong Yin is recorded in the "History of Taoism" and has a clear description, and this thing has indeed not been lost and has been preserved to the present.
It is Zhang Daoling's special seal and the most important treasure of Longhu Mountain.
Wang Xuan was amazed. It was rare that this thing was preserved here. The chaebol did not take it for themselves. In the collection book pavilion, it seemed that a master had indeed arranged it here more than a hundred years ago.
With a low roar, the creatures in the moon pit moved again, and the white beams of light like a tide still surged in. Unfortunately, they were smashed again by the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin and the swastika of the White Horse Temple.
Moreover, something extremely terrible happened. The inner scene could not withstand such a violent shock and consumption, and slowly disintegrated. The spirit body inside opened its mouth, said nothing, and all dissipated, leaving nothing behind!
This is definitely an amazing extraordinary battle, but ordinary people have no feeling, no perception, and saw nothing.
Wang Xuan felt touched. The real world has all kinds of unpredictable mysterious incidents, and what he saw is probably just a corner of the truth.
"Is it going to perish in the end?" A voice came from the moon pit, and Wang Xuan actually understood it. He was stunned.
Soon, he understood that it was not that he understood the language, but that the spirit of the man with vertical eyes was fluctuating, and people who cultivated into the spiritual realm could perceive its meaning.
For a moment, he felt that Lao Chen was a swindler, who had deceived him at the beginning, saying that he had studied the ancient language of Jiangnan for more than 2,000 years, so he could understand the words of the red-clothed female demon fairy.
Now it seems that it is not the case at all!
As the inner scene dissipated, the curtain faded, and the world behind the curtain blurred and disappeared.
"The feathered is not gorgeous, but the human world is still bright..." The vertical-eyed man in the inner scene roared, his hair flying, he was full of despair and unwillingness, his long hair turned red, like a dazzling magma pouring, he let out the last roar.