This mural seems to be making some kind of sound.
The sound was almost a silent roar.
It was as if the long time carried by this mural crossed the timeline through the portrait of the monster and reached the little guy's ears.
Chestnut Ball listened carefully, trying to figure out the meaning of the roar.
Lin You frowned slightly. Could the murals in the room be hiding such an unusual sound?
Moreover, the sound is extremely secretive.
Otherwise, Lin You would be able to immediately detect the problem without the little guy's perception.
Don’t forget, Lin You’s perception is already extremely strong.
At least among the trial participants this time, perhaps only Seniors Tianyang and Tianyue are above him.
However, the two seniors might not be able to perceive the problem that he could not perceive.
Suddenly, Ren Xiu's eyes moved.
If that kind of method is used, the object being sensed will be extremely sensitive to it.
Hardy walked slowly to the bank of an ancient river, next to which was a large and broad river.
But what was blocked was the whiteness and depth of those eyes.
However, such worries and beliefs were in vain. When the aura lasted for ten minutes, this extremely faint roar completely disappeared from everyone's perception.
Since the Holy Insect's aura is so important, and the murals in the room can amplify that benefit, there's reason to never mention it.
There is nothing strange about this matter. Maybe I should ask Ren Xiu in person to clarify it.
It sounds like the beating of a war drum, and as bad as the heartbeat of a giant.
An hour ago, Hardy returned to the room after completing all the explorations.
If one is not contaminated by this kind of aura, a continuous sense of discomfort will be generated in the Soul Pyramid, which will obviously affect the activities of the duelists.
You are wrong, even Brother Huang falls into that category!
I really didn't find anything wrong.
Hardy went to see Ren Xiu slowly. First, he asked everyone to continue to deeply perceive the situation in the room to see if there was anything else they could find.
Even if the effect of the mural is silent, can Lin You expect all the duelists to return to the room?
Ren Xiu thought about all that and decided to wait and see. Maybe the mural had other effects.
It is naturally surprising that a duelist from the Spiritual Country can receive such evaluation from everyone.
For a weak country like Ren Xiutao, such an omission is still a bit abrupt. The question is whether it is related to Ma Yixiu.
After all, in China alone, apart from my village, those who meet that judgment include Tianyang, Tianyue, Gu Shenyan, Fang Ye and Huang Junwei.
This is the problem that Lin You is struggling with at the moment. Knowing that he is concerned about this matter, the little guy continues to maintain deep perception, trying to explore the essence from the roar.
During those ten minutes, the mural continued to work, and the holy insect aura on Hardy's body was significantly enhanced.
The big guy's depth perception was completed quietly.
At this moment, Hadi smiled again and said, "Nothing?"
The other party will continue to guide duelists from various countries to soak in the Holy Lake of Souls all day tomorrow, so there is still plenty of time.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Isn't that Ren Xiutao? Everything gives people an ancient impression."
…
The other party was silent for a moment, then said fiercely, "The aura beneath him is very ordinary, so you want to feel it up close and see where that ordinary aura comes from."
But that is the Duelist headquarters after all. If Ma Yixiu's infiltration has not reached that level, this matter would be too terrible.
After arriving at the Kingdom of Golden Pagoda, all duel numbers between people have been exchanged.
That's what the first-class king Wei Linyou said.
Before going to the Holy Lake of Souls, Hardy triggered another teleportation array, and the place where this teleportation array led to was a front garden far away from where everyone lived.
Hardy chewed on the big guy's perception, but such a judgment did not mean anything.
…
"Spirit Country Duelist..."
The voice was not cold. Although it was intense, it did not have the warmth of an ordinary person, which was a little beyond Hardy's imagination.
Ren Xiu asked curiously, "He has no conclusion yet. What is so special about it?"
"Big guy, take another look and see if there's anything else you've discovered."
I didn't miss any of the scenes I saw.
However, everyone who came with a mission was less vigilant.
No matter how you look at it, that incident seems strange.
Lin You’s explanation was that it was something I expected, but after asking the Duelist Headquarters, I learned that this was a temporary arrangement by the headquarters.
After saying that, he turned around and left without any intention of continuing the conversation.
This effect... may not be positive!
But the aura beneath them carries a sense of time and is very ancient.
That was the weak and fierce call from the soul coming from the Soul Pyramid!
Noticing Ren Xiu's gaze, the other party spoke without saying a word, and his eyes did not seem gloomy at all.
Is it worth mentioning?
He was a tall man, about 1.80 meters tall, with bangs that were too long to cover his eyes.
The next day.
Hardy fell into deep thought.
It's very possible.
Before eating the lunch delivered by the teleportation array, Ren Xiu stopped controlling the movement of magic power in his body and went back to some very basic training.
The purpose is to take a step back and help duelists from all countries eliminate normal and negative influences so that they can face the trial of the Soul Pyramid in the absolute peak state.
Although the role of duel numbers will probably be minimal in the Soul Pyramid, exchanging numbers can be considered a symbol of division.
As the roar continued, some kind of power was further activating the holy insect aura on Lin You's body.
"Coolie~"
While releasing his senses, Hardy walked around aimlessly, taking in a small amount of tall and ancient vegetation, well-known insects, and inexplicable smoke.
The result was that it came faster than expected.
The garden was very small, and Hardy only needed to walk around and get a rough idea of its coverage to get the idea.
The other party suddenly closed his eyes, as if retreating into a state of deep perception, but this perception was not the subtle perception in the conventional sense.
After all, the Kingdom of Golden Tower is not the oldest dueling kingdom in the dueling world. The fact that there are no duelists left after humans discovered the secret realm is incredible enough.
That scene didn't seem unusual.
No matter how bad things get, I need to pay attention to every step I take.
But that gloom was not because there was no resentment in my heart, but like other emotions, it was more like a natural feeling.
The other party's pace was faster than ever, and finally, he came close to Hardy.
Hardy could sense that, but he didn't resist, letting the evil curiosity in his heart spread to the end.
Not only that, there was also the perception of some monsters.
The river water was yellow and was constantly colliding towards the center, like two rows of yellow teeth biting each other.
Everything may have to wait until the Soul Pyramid is officially opened before its mystery can be truly unveiled.
…
"It seems that there is a very weak soul power hidden..."
As the tail swings back and forth, it manipulates the emotions of the river.
Although such an arrangement seemed inconsiderate because it was not communicated with Lin You in advance, Tianyang had no opinion on it in the face of such an explanation.
The means of perception used by the other party seemed to be more similar to that of the big guys, shrouded in the tangible!
The soul duelist looked very old, probably around the same age as Fang Ye, around seventy-seven or seventy-eight years old. If his actual age was wrong, it would be quite shocking.
Although there are some regrets, it is also within imagination.
No matter what, it's for our own good.
Inside the room, Hardy didn't think much about that.
We didn't go to the Holy Lake of Souls again, because before I told Tianyang and others about the murals, we delayed and went to ask.
Hardy looked at the other person's departing back, trying to stop him but also not wanting to ask any further questions.
It wasn't that I sensed anything under the crocodile, but rather that no one was walking towards me at the moment.
This statement is obviously nonsense, but the other party did not mention that the murals in the room would reduce the aura.
If no one is hanging around in there and misses the nourishment of the murals, will you think I am the unlucky one?
This so-called holy insect aura is naturally the harvest from the Holy Soul Lake before, that special aura that can correspond to the Soul Pyramid.
In the morning.
It was as if he was a white hole that vowed to suck away everything. After looking into that kind of eyes for a long time, I felt subconsciously embarrassed and timid.
Of course, this is just a joke. Considering Huang Junwei's soul level, I'm afraid that among all the trial participants, he has no hope of falling into the bottom ten.
While making the decision, Ren Xiu forgot to inform the other Chinese duelists of his perception.
However, what the other party said did not seem strange.
And finally, after a not-so-long wait, on December 6th, the important day that affected the awakened elves from all over the world arrived!
For Hardy, the appearance of Bai Zequan was just a big episode, and he slowly continued to explore the garden.
Half an hour ago, after confirming that there was no problem, Ren Xiu left the room, but still went to the Holy Lake of Soul to look for Lin You.
After sensing for about a minute, the little guy suddenly discovered something.
But Hardy had long seen through it. The reason the river water was like this was that there was a playful, crocodile-like monster at the bottom of the river, with a thick tail covered with gray scales.
Do you feel the breath under you?
These monsters are not products of the secret realm, but they still carry with them a certain amount of magical aura before being summoned by the duelists, as if they are completely independent beings.
In fact, the other party had been exposed to my perception for a long time. From far to near, his gaze had already fallen on Hardy.
Hardy didn't feel any emotion, but that was understandable.
It really is all fueled by the breath!
"But, it's just a roar, what does it mean..."
A moment ago, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, but as if forewarned, he stepped back and introduced himself, "Bai Zequan, a duelist from the Spirit Nation."
From the moment the clock turned, a certain voice suddenly began to vibrate in everyone's heart.
Others may have observed this point, but Hardy himself has not yet felt it clearly.