Chapter 771: Chapter 530: Ancient Mushroom Hall (Part 2)
The Mushroom God might actually be most interested in that crippled human among these people.
Because from the reflection, it saw traces of extremely subtle divine power.
Probably in the entirety of the mushroom realm, only it, having honed its observation skills to the peak, could barely discern it.
This divine power is exceptionally weak, so it definitely wasn’t produced by the person themselves.
Moreover, the composition is not pure; it seems to come from more than one deity.
Perhaps from two, or maybe three.
But now, through the Peeping Mirror, it discovered that the divine power reflected has become pure.
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"What a magical place it is."
Li Pu stood before the ancient, weathered hall doors, unable to suppress a sigh.
For he suddenly discovered an experience he never had before.
His legs were no longer crippled.
More accurately, the strength of his left leg had vanished, making it no different from his right leg.
"Indeed, what a magical place, mushroom yay!"
"It feels like something is calling this brave adventurer, mush yay!"
The Mushroom Warrior misunderstood Li Pu’s meaning.
"This place seems rather unsafe at first glance."
With her vast experience exploring dungeons, Qian Shanshan didn’t feel entirely comfortable.
They were currently positioned at the temple entrance.
Behind them was a chaotic whirlwind-like air wall blocking the way out; the only path forward was through the slit revealed by the towering stone door, a dozen meters high.
The stone door appeared very old, covered in moss.
Barely visible were the mushroom stone carvings on two doors, though they were heavily damaged.
The dark stone doorway had a slit about two meters wide, with a slight airflow emanating from within.
Even though it was normal temperature, the breeze on the skin made one feel chilly.
Based on usual dungeon exploration experiences, an environment creating such an atmosphere was generally not pleasant.
"Come on, let’s go in."
Long Ren first let the fire-tongs scorpion scout ahead, confirmed there was no immediate danger, and signaled everyone to enter.
Besides the summoned beasts, the first to step inside was Li Pu.
His foot had just touched the stone floor of the ancient temple when his vision instantly lit up.
"Wow! Did someone turn on the lights?"
Wu Guinan immediately called out from behind.
The group followed, filing in, discovering it was a straight corridor.
On the ceiling of the corridor, unevenly grew a series of mushrooms.
They were glowing like light bulbs.
It seemed that upon sensing Li Pu’s entrance, they started emitting light.
"No wonder this is said to be the relic of a deity, the lighting system is still intact."
Li Pu nodded in approval.
He had Night Vision, so even without lights, it wasn’t a big concern for him.
But Wu Guinan and the rest wouldn’t be able to manage effectively without light.
"So many Night Mushrooms, mush yay!"
The Mushroom Warrior looked up in wonder.
The Night Mushrooms, a type of mushroom that lights up upon external stimuli.
They also have an impressive ability to grow by absorbing reflective light.
Reflective light, a term from the mushroom realm.
Basically, it refers to darkness; as long as Night Mushrooms are in the dark, they can grow.
Not only can they grow, but they can reproduce themselves.
Thus, theoretically, planting a single Night Mushroom could ensure perpetual illumination.
However, Night Mushrooms are extremely picky about their environment and are quite rare.
Each Night Mushroom reproduces only upon withering, generating a single new offspring.
This means that under normal circumstances, their numbers can’t be increased regardless of reproduction.
It’s truly worthy of the location of deities, showcasing so many Night Mushrooms serving as light bulbs.
But Li Pu didn’t delve deeply into it; he simply found them somewhat magical.
With a thought, he released Gravity Field.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three Night Mushrooms fell, picked up by him.
He collected a few, planning to check later if they had any value.
Little did he know, this action caused the prophets behind the mirror to exclaim repeatedly.
[Oh! Heaven mushroom!]
[He actually damaged the ancient temple, mush yay!]
[Sacrilege, this is simply sacrilege to the deity, mushroom yay!]
[Great deity, forgive these ignorant outsiders, mushroom yay!]
For ardent followers of the Mushroom God, if they’d been the ones in the temple, they would probably only dare crawl on their stomachs.
And would do so while licking the floor.
In the mushroom realm, licking is a more devout act than kneeling.
"Let’s pick more, there’s still plenty."
At that moment, Wu Guinan’s words almost caused the prophets to suffocate.
"Not in a hurry, there will be more chances later."
Thankfully, Li Pu shook his head.
If too many were picked, the lighting would become inadequate soon.
As they proceeded down the long corridor, each section they passed would automatically light up with Night Mushrooms, giving a voice-activated lighting feel.
Ensuring enough light, Li Pu would occasionally pick a few Night Mushrooms.
The prophets’ pulses and blood pressure soared once more.
Thus, taking their time, they walked for about half an hour, reaching a hall.
The hall contained even more Night Mushrooms, providing ample lighting.
Allowing everyone to see their surroundings clearly.
Different from the long corridor, various sizes and types of mushrooms began appearing beneath the corner walls.
Many varieties were unrecognizable even to the Mushroom Warrior, a mushroom person.
On the walls were stone carvings forming murals.
The preservation of these murals was much better than that of the exterior stone door, quite clear, even showing some colors.
They depicted various mushroom people.
One mushroom person stood out particularly, with a halo over its head, appearing in most of the paintings, yet lacking facial features.
The group surmised that this might be the Mushroom God the prophet mentioned.
"Haha, this painting is rather interesting."
At that point, Chang Shoushang beckoned everyone to come and take a look at a corner painting.
In previous murals, wherever the Mushroom God appeared, it was inevitably in the spotlight, like a celestial entity.
But this painting was an exception.
The particular content showed the Mushroom God engaged in combat.
Besides the fight scene, the spectators were atypical.
Though aged and somewhat blurred, it seemed to depict a strange being, half machine and half blue Demon Man.
Compared to it, the opponent fighting the Mushroom God was much more normal.
He appeared very human-like, perhaps even human.
Topless, his muscular form was rendered with robust lines.
Importantly, his hair stood upright, colored green.
Though his face had fallen off and thus invisible now.
From the depicted content, this green-haired muscular man wrestled the Mushroom God to a standstill.
"Why do I feel like this painting depicts the Mushroom God beautifying itself somehow."
Li Pu pondered, a peculiar intuition he couldn’t describe.
Considering the mushroom people’s nature he knew, perhaps the green-haired muscular man might’ve been thrashing the Mushroom God in reality.
"Here’s another one, which is also different."
On the opposite end, Qian Shanshan also called out.
Li Pu walked over, noticing this painting also had some unique features.
Apart from the previous fight painting, other murals were uniformly populated with mushroom people.
This, however, was diverse.
Apart from the Mushroom God standing in the center, all other characters were slimes.
Various colors and characteristics, some with horns, riding clouds, wearing sunglasses, others with writing on their foreheads.
They were all gathered together, watching the Mushroom God play cards with a green slime marked with a ’P’.
"Apparently, these deities truly love playing cards; the teacher wasn’t wrong."
This reminded Li Pu of Li Fan’s mention of deities descending for card games.
After admiring all the murals, no information relating to the Brave Stone was found.
The true answer likely lies ahead, within another corridor on the far side of the hall.
"Hold on."
But just as the group intended to enter the corridor, Li Pu’s expression suddenly tightened.
He sensed the presence of monsters.
And it wasn’t a weak aura.
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