"I, I remember reading a book about the origin and development of the ancient protoss in our Xuanjian Peak library."
"I never mentioned that the elders of the God Clan shot at the sun and the moon..."
"That happened thousands of years ago, and it has been completely changed until now. Who knows what the situation was like back then."
"Besides, when the Gods unified the continent, they would definitely whitewash the history of their origins. It's normal that we don't know the specific details."
Di Qing followed behind everyone, pursed his lips and remained silent from beginning to end.
He almost admires this talkative disciple now!
Pang Pang, who looked so unreliable, didn't expect to be able to collect so much useful information from a few unclear murals.
Moreover, the mural stories he compiled are becoming more and more magical and accurate. This is really a talented little fat guy...
Xi Zhuo couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
In fact, she just made a joke at first, but she didn't expect Xiaopang to be able to figure out so many messy things from it.
Xiaopang is indeed very talented at figuring out murals. It's really hard for him to be able to say so many things in front of such a lot of vague and unreal things.
Jiang Nai raised his hand expressionlessly, and the brightness of the night pearl increased slightly.
Suddenly I heard Little Fatty shouting, "Look!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the cave ceiling where he raised his hand.
Xiaopang's eyes shone brightly and he said, "Look up there, my God, the carvings of this sacrificial ceremony are so lifelike."
"This woman surrounded by such a large circle of people is worshiped by everyone in the tribe. She should be their goddess."
"Oh, it looks like she is a pregnant goddess."
Xi Zhuo pursed his lips, "I just want to ask, how did you find out that the goddess Lao Shizi was pregnant?"
You can’t see anything, okay?
"Don't you see it? This goddess is covering her belly with one hand, and her eyes are full of love and radiance. She must be pregnant!"
"Come here and see, isn't the baby born?"
Everyone followed him and moved a few steps, and saw a large mural on the top of the cave wall. Sure enough, it was a tribe of people holding torches high and reveling in a carnival. They even held a baby high in their hands.
Xi Zhuo was a little convinced. Looking at the ancient murals, he really had no imagination...
"The tribesmen respect this goddess very much, and they also fear the baby very much."
"I understand." Xiaopang patted his thigh again, "This kid should be the king of the ancient tribe of gods."
"All the people are waiting for this little prince to grow up."
"They began to be dissatisfied with the tribe's current territory, and slowly expanded outwards and built cities."
Everyone followed Xiaopang's explanation and looked at each one, and sure enough they found that everything was exactly right.
The expressions of the disciples at Xuanjian Peak gradually turned serious from the original expression of rolling their eyes.
"After the tribe expanded, the surrounding small tribes would come to the city built by the gods every now and then to exchange items and worship their little prince."
Xiaopang pointed to a mural on the left and said, "Look, this old man wearing a big red cloak is the lofty elder of their tribe."
"He looked aloof and stern, and stretched out his hand to give a pill to a small clan leader from another tribe."
"At this time, their little prince is still rolling and crawling on the ground, which means he is still very young."
"It is probably these elders who temporarily rule the divine tribe."