Lan Hua felt a chill on her back.
"Could there really be something scary?"
"Otherwise, why wouldn't these nightmares dare to go into the water?"
Looking around the water, Lan Hua did not find anything unusual.
To put her mind at ease, Lan Hua sank to the bottom of the water to see what was happening underwater.
It was still safe underwater. Lan Hua was puzzled as to why these nightmares were afraid of this lake.
"Hey, if you've got the guts, come down here!"
Lan Hua screamed wildly, but the nightmares remained unmoved.
Occasionally, some soul demons couldn't resist trying to go down, but they were stopped by fifth-tier soul demons.
Lan Hua looked at the sky, wanting to fly but unable to, and was quite speechless.
The distant nightmares showed no intention of leaving.
A day passed, and Lan Hua and the many Soul Nightmares were locked in a stalemate, with neither side able to gain the upper hand.
However, the Soul Nightmare remained motionless, and Lan Hua began to feel anxious.
"We can't keep dragging this on, can we?"
"I have to go back!"
"These nightmares have never dared to go into the water; there must be something fishy about this lake!"
"If it's not on the water, then it might be at the bottom of the lake!"
Lan Hua made up her mind and dived to the bottom of the lake.
The underwater area was much deeper than Lan Hua had imagined. It took her a long time to get close to the bottom of the lake.
What surprised Lan Hua was not just the depth of the subject.
Because there is a faint light at the bottom of the lake, and the deeper you dive, the brighter that light becomes.
Only then did the lakebed begin to reveal itself to Lan Hua.
There was a grand hall at the bottom of the lake, which was shrouded in a radiant light.
The light that Lan Hua saw came from that radiance.
"Hmm? There's more to this lake than meets the eye!"
"Could it be that those nightmares know there's a grand hall at the bottom of this lake, and that's what they fear?"
Lan Hua stopped outside the main hall and did not go in, thinking that it would be difficult to enter the main hall.
Moreover, Lan Hua is now a soul body, just like Hun Yan.
Even those powerful demons dare not come; if he were to rashly enter, he would surely be annihilated.
Staring at the beam of light outside the main hall, Lan Hua felt no danger whatsoever.
Lan Hua gradually stepped forward and came to the front of that radiant light, her soul was not threatened in the slightest.
I stretched out my right hand and touched that radiant light; it felt incredibly soft.
"That's strange. This light clearly has no power, so why don't those nightmares dare to go into the water?"
"Could it be inside the main hall?"
"Fine, I'll give it a shot!"
Lan Hua passed through the radiance and arrived outside the main hall, only to discover that the radiance was nothing more than a very simple water-repelling barrier.
The palace gate is very tall, standing at least three zhang high, exuding a strong sense of vicissitude and giving people an ancient atmosphere.
What puzzled Lan Hua was that there was no plaque above the palace gate, leaving him with no way of knowing what kind of hall it was.
With both hands placed on the palace doors and a gentle exertion of force, the two doors remained completely still.
Lan Hua applied even more force, but the gate remained unmoved.
"I refuse to believe that we can't even open a door!"
Lan Hua used all her strength, but the door remained tightly shut, not even a speck of dust from the top of the door fell.
"Strange, why can't this palace door be opened?"
Lan Hua circled the outside of the main hall but found no other entrances.
"Is there some kind of restriction on this gate?"
What could it be?
Lan Hua closed her eyes and carefully sensed her surroundings in the main hall, hoping to find a clue.
A feeling of several breaths surged into my heart.
"This is... the aura of talismanic power, though it's very faint!"
"Could it be that this palace door requires a talisman to open?"
Lan Hua knew that in the art of talismans, there was a type of talisman technique that served to seal and restrict, called a sealing talisman.
To break the seal, you need a special unsealing talisman.
Fortunately, Lan Hua had visited the collection pavilion quite a bit recently and had done some research on these talisman techniques.
However, the unsealing charm is rather special and somewhat complicated.
Lan Hua used both hands simultaneously, dancing them in the void to draw out lines of runes.
In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, a talisman appeared in front of him, shimmering with a soft silver light.
"Unseal talisman, go!"
With a flick of his finger, the unsealing talisman grew larger in the wind, rushed towards the palace gate, and then emitted a dazzling silver light.
After the silver light disappeared, everything returned to calm.
Just as Lan Hua was wondering what was going on, the palace door suddenly opened slowly, and a wave of air rushed in, startling Lan Hua into raising her hand to shield herself.
"As expected, only talismans can open it!"
"Could this grand hall have been built by some master of talismanic arts?"
"Or perhaps, the entire consciousness space was created by some master of talismanic arts?"
After the palace doors were opened, it was pitch black inside.
But soon, countless lights suddenly lit up, illuminating the inside.
Lan Hua had assumed the palace would be very complex, with at least a front hall and a rear hall or something.
But no, it didn't.
After hesitating for a moment, Lan Hua still entered the main hall.
The main hall was very spacious, with a flat stone pedestal in the center and a transparent bead on it.
"This bead...it seems...it's definitely not an ordinary item!"
Although she knew the bead was extraordinary, Lan Hua refrained from taking it, purely out of fear of any unexpected events.
Now that he's just a spirit, he's too easy to die.
After bypassing the low stone piers, Lan Hua arrived at the deepest part of the main hall and stood in front of the innermost wall.
This wall is somewhat different from the other walls.
The other walls were painted with landscapes, but on the wall in front of him, there was only a portrait.
In this portrait, an old man riding on clouds extends his right hand and draws a talisman.
Lan Hua had never seen this talisman before. He was certain that even the talisman books in the Immortal Talisman Sect's archives did not record this talisman.
"What kind of talisman is this?"
Lan Hua tried to imitate the talisman with her right hand, but she couldn't succeed.
"Why is this talisman so difficult to draw?"
Lan Hua refused to believe it and stared intently at the talisman, trying to figure out how it was drawn.
It's important to know that each talisman has its own method of drawing, and more importantly, the order of the talisman lines.
As the saying goes, every stroke has its own reason.
If even one of the runes is in the wrong order, the rune cannot be formed.
Just as Lan Hua was eager to know the order of the talisman lines, a scene suddenly appeared before her eyes, which was the old man in the portrait performing talisman magic.
Lan Hua was overjoyed and immediately focused her attention on the image, only then could she clearly see how the talisman was drawn.
After the image ended, Lan Hua came to her senses and stretched out her right hand, intending to draw the talisman again.
Lan Hua froze as soon as she drew the first talisman line, her right hand hovering in mid-air.
"What's the correct way to draw this talisman?"
"Didn't I just... see the process of casting this talisman?"
"How come I don't remember?"
Lan Hua remained silent, staring intently at the portrait on the wall, her mind completely blank.
The image of the old man using talismans reappeared in Lan Hua's eyes.
Lan Hua quickly wrote down the process of casting the talisman, and at the same time demonstrated the steps with her right hand.
The scene in her eyes ended again, and Lan Hua was secretly delighted, thinking that she would definitely be able to draw the talisman this time.
When he tried to draw the talisman again, Lan Hua's expression froze once more.
"Damn, is this portrait cursed? Why can't I remember it?"
"Are you kidding me!"
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