The undercurrents of all the great lords in China are turbulent and different. Thousands of miles away in the southern border, after the catastrophe of beasts and monsters, people of all ethnic groups silently rebuild their homes. Although this is the place that suffered the most, it seems that the world is so vast that
People remember this place. Anyway, the wasteland of the southern border is not within the eyes of the wealthy people in the Middle Kingdom.
In Qilidong, where the Jin people live, the scars caused by the monsters can still be seen everywhere, but many brand-new houses have been built on the ruins. On the mountainside of Qilidong, the mysterious altar
At the entrance, there are still many sacrifices going in and out. At this moment when everything is waiting to be done, the blessings of the ancestors are particularly important to the Jin people.
The golden people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. The days passed like this day by day. Seeing the sun setting on this day and night falling, many golden people returned to their homes one after another and relaxed their tiredness.
After dinner, my body gradually fell asleep in the starlight.
In the dead of night, a white figure appeared in Qili Cave, like a faint light in the darkness, rising and falling in the quiet valley, and quietly approaching the foot of the altar on the back mountain.
There were still two Jin soldiers guarding the entrance to the mountain. The night wind suddenly blew over, and they felt that a white light as fast as lightning flashed past their eyes, and a faint fragrance was like flowers blooming gently at night.
I couldn't help but feel dazed for a while.
In their depth, a slim white figure like a ghost slowly seeped out from the darkness and appeared on the platform at the entrance of the altar. She was dressed in white and so charming that it seemed that all the stars in the sky were captured by her.
Attracted, but who is it if it’s not Xiaobai?
She looked around a few times, and then looked into the dark cave. Although it was still pitch black, Xiaobai's eyes moved slowly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Then she seemed to feel something, and shook her head silently.
He shook his head and sighed softly.
The defense here was much worse than she expected. It was nothing like the scene when she and Gui Li came here to see the great wizard. Not to mention the thick soldiers at the foot of the mountain, there should have been many wizards in this altar.
It is the sacrificial care of the magic, but it is almost undefended like this. It seems that the disaster of the beast monster is really a heavy loss for the Jin clan.
In fact, it's not just the Jin clan in front of us. Looking at the whole world, for the sake of that beast god, countless innocent people have lost their lives and become homeless. It's really hard to tell the right and wrong of this.
Xiaobai shook his sleeve slightly, no longer thinking about it, he raised his body and turned into a white shimmering light and flew straight into the cave. Most of the cave was still the same as before, and the path had not changed. After a certain distance,
There was a torch on the stone wall, and it was still the same as before. But Xiaobai noticed that there were very few people in the cave near and far. Even if there were a few people, their breathing was slow.
Slowly and steadily, I guess I fell asleep.
Xiaobai didn't bother to pay attention, and flew silently through the cave according to the path in her memory. With her thousands of years of Taoism, not to mention these low-skilled Jin tribe priests, or even a Taoist with profound cultivation, it may not be possible.
She could be detected. After a while, she came outside the spacious cave that was once the great wizard's living room.
When she got here, Xiaobai stopped, frowned slightly, and looked into the cave. Although it was far away, she could already feel that there was another person inside, and this person seemed to be the same as the other person she had just felt.
No, at least he wasn't sleeping.
In the cave, the pile of blazing flames was still emitting bright light. In the shadow of the light, the stone statue of the dog god was looming in the light and shadow. Xiaobai's eyes stared at the dog's head on the statue.
After a moment, he took it back and landed in front of the fire.
A young figure was sitting in front of the fire, with his back to the entrance of the cave. Xiaobai couldn't see his face clearly, but he could only roughly tell that he was a young man. He could be seen facing the blazing flames, and from time to time in front of him.
Xu drew mysterious and strange patterns, and at the same time recited something in Jin clan in a low and pious voice.
Xiaobai came quietly behind the man. The firelight gradually shone on her body and drew a long shadow behind her. She listened to the man's low singing voice.
The sound echoed in this ancient cave, seeming to be telling something.
The deep voice seemed to have no end. Looking from the side, the young Jin clan priest had a pious face, and he had probably completely integrated into the illusory world.
A trace of confusion gradually appeared on Xiaobai's face, and then he sighed softly. This strange sound immediately alarmed the young Jin clan priest. He was shocked and wanted to turn around to take a look, but he hadn't moved yet.
At this moment, a delicate and white palm flashed before his eyes, then landed on his forehead and patted it gently.
The young Jin clan priest suddenly rolled his eyes and his body trembled. He lost consciousness in a moment and fell to the ground beside him.
The mysterious chanting sound in the cave, together with the echo, quietly calmed down. Xiaobai looked at the young face, suddenly smiled, and said softly: "Is there such a thing as a dog god? Is there a dog god who knows how to do it?"
I don’t know that I won’t protect your people, but with a pious person like you here, I think the great wizard can rest assured.”
After saying that, she shook her head slightly, bypassed the body of the young sacrifice and the fire, and walked straight towards the statue of the Dog God. The Jin people have always believed in the Dog God, believing that the Dog God has given them new life and protection.
As this clan continued to multiply, even the priests in the cave did not dare to approach the statue easily.
At this moment, Xiaobai stood in front of this dog god statue carved from black stone.
The remains of the statue were carved from black stone, a specialty of southern Xinjiang. The color was black and shiny, with a faint silvery light emanating from it. Xiaobai knew a lot about southern Xinjiang and naturally knew that this was not the dog that many Jin people believed in.
It is a miracle of God, but it is just an extremely rare variant among the black stones, which contains shimmering silver shavings to create this mysterious and beautiful shimmer.
However, the purpose of her trip was naturally not to see the statue of the Jin tribe's dog god. After a moment, her attention was focused on the dog's head. This statue was handed down from an unknown age, and it was skillfully carved, lifelike and detailed.
, there is no ambiguity at all. If the stone material in front of you were not obvious, you would almost think it was a black dog with its mouth slightly open.
On the head of the dog god statue, the most conspicuous thing is the pair of eyes, which seem to be a god in a trance, staring at Xiaobai silently.
Xiaobai's heart suddenly shook, and she took a step back. The pressure all over her body relaxed, and her mind immediately came to her senses. She frowned slightly, looked at the statue again, and snorted: "There is such a restriction that confuses people's will.
"Then she thought thoughtfully and pondered for a moment. Still a little confused, she said softly, "But this is clearly a Taoist method from China. How could it appear here?"
She thought silently for a moment, shook her head slightly, and put away this boring thought. For her at this moment, this was naturally not what she wanted to explore. She looked at the statue again, and finally her eyes fell on the statue.
With a pair of lifelike eyes, she seemed to hesitate for a moment and pressed lightly on those pure and deep black eyes.
In the ancient cave, a dull roar suddenly sounded. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to make the spacious cave tremble. The ancient dog god statue was in front of Xiaobai, and amid the low roar
, slowly descended and sank into the ground, until most of the body was covered, and only the head of the statue remained above the ground.
Behind the statue, a smooth stone wall appeared. Different from the surrounding stone walls, it seemed to be covered with a layer of light black air, making it difficult to see clearly. However, this was no longer difficult for Xiaobai, and a faint hint of light appeared at the corner of her mouth.
With a smile on her face, she stepped forward, waved her embroidered robe, and a gust of breeze immediately swept from the bottom of her hand, swept over the stone wall, and immediately blew away the black air.
A little golden light suddenly appeared on the stone wall. After a moment, another little golden light was seen. Like a miracle that suddenly descended on this earthly world, they appeared like springs on the stone wall, forming scenes of magical pictures and scenes.
The words, and even the face of Xiaobai standing not far away, were refracted by the golden light and shone slightly.
Xiaobai stared at the mysterious pictures and texts presented one after another in front of her, her eyes moving, and she looked at them line by line. What was in front of her was the last secret of countless ancient witch clans. Her eyes jumped,
Sometimes she was frozen, sometimes she was joyful, and finally, she saw the unruly giant fire dragon pattern roaring toward the sky.
Xiaobai took a deep breath, a smile appeared on her lips, and then she confirmed it again, then closed her eyes slightly, as if silently memorizing, keeping these pictures and texts in her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, the water and waves swept across the stone wall, and she said to herself: "I didn't expect those guys to still have this hand. Did they know that the Witch Clan was going to be destroyed?"
As she said that, she smiled faintly, as if she was too lazy to pay attention to the troubles of the ancients who didn't know how many years ago. When she turned around, she suddenly frowned and her eyes suddenly focused, but she fell on the end of the glittering picture and text.
, under the huge and wild fire dragon pattern, there seems to be a small piece of black energy that is different from the surroundings and is still attached to the stone wall.
Xiaobai was slightly surprised and pondered for a moment. After all, she still didn't want to let it go easily. Just as she was about to check, something suddenly moved in her heart. Huo Di suddenly turned around and looked at him coldly.
The huge cave was empty, with only the crackling sound of wood bursting from the burning fire from time to time. Except for the young priest who fell on the ground and was still unconscious, there was no one.
Xiaobai's eyes drifted over the young priest, and then she carefully looked around the cave. After making sure there was nothing unusual, she frowned slightly and turned around slowly.
Could it be that I have been in this alien and weird place for too long, and I have become a little suspicious?
Xiaobai shook his head, smiled bitterly, and calmed down. Then he raised his hand, and the breeze blew out, but the force was stronger than before. After a while, the remaining black air finally dispersed.
On the stone wall, there are indeed several lines of text.
Xiaobai perked up and looked carefully. After a moment, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, and she blurted out: "It turns out that the art of summoning souls is here..."
But as her eyes moved, the joy gradually faded away, and was replaced by a heavy and confused expression. Finally, after reading the entire text, she slowly took a step back, as if she had spirituality, the small black air suddenly
They gathered around and covered up the mysterious lines of writing again.
Xiao Bai lowered his head slightly and was silent for a long time. After a long time, he sighed softly and said softly: "So it turns out that the ancient witch clan is so ruined. This... what should I do? Should I put these things away?"
Tell her that?"
She seemed to suddenly encounter great confusion in her heart, and she hesitated for a moment.
The black air that was blown away by the wind slowly condensed again, and the text pattern that originally emitted brilliant golden light was slowly covered up again. Xiaobai slowly turned around, and the low roar behind her sounded again, and the dog god statue rose back.
It moved to its original position, covering up the secret.
In the ancient cave, everything returned to calm. Xiaobai's figure slowly walked out. She walked very slowly, and it seemed that she was deeply worried, but after a while, her figure finally disappeared into the cave.
Silence came here again. I don't know how long it took. The ancient dog god statue silently stared at everything in the cave. The light reflected in her eyes looked so profound.
Suddenly, the body that had been lying on the ground moved. The young Jin clan priest climbed up carefully and looked towards the entrance of the cave. There was silence and no movement there. It was obvious that the mysterious woman in white had left.
He then breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body slowly relaxed. He smiled bitterly and said in a low voice: "It's so dangerous. If it weren't for my clan's autistic magic, all six senses would be destroyed. It would be impossible to hide it."
she……"
Then, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he turned around suddenly, looking towards the statue of the dog god.
Among the Jin people, they have always been afraid of gods, especially for this statue that has been enshrined since ancient times. This young man has rarely been exposed to this statue since he was a child, and even looked at it squarely, because
According to the rules of the clan, it is also a disrespectful act.
But at this moment, his eyes were filled with blazing flames, and his body seemed to be getting hot. He stared at the statue, and the eyes of the statue seemed to be staring at him.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed that a huge invisible force was suddenly secretly driving behind him. The young priest clenched his teeth and walked towards the statue step by step. The figure that was getting closer and closer was reflected in the eyes of the ancient statue, as if
There was a hint of sadness.
Finally, he walked in front of the statue, and slowly raised his trembling hands, pausing again and again in mid-air, but finally stretched them out. The expression on his face seemed to be one of pain and struggle, but it was more like being held by a force.
Roasted and tormented by the flames!
It's just that those hands, after all, have not been taken back, and they have touched the double eyes of the statue.
In an instant, the low roaring sound sounded again, and the whole cave began to tremble slightly. The statue slowly sank into the ground again, and the mysterious stone chamber was in front of us.
The young priest's eyes exuded fanatical flames. He couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward, waving his hands. Suddenly the black energy was scattered everywhere. The golden light slowly emerged again, reflecting his face.
Shine.
Ancient text patterns, which seemed to have a demagogic meaning, appeared in front of his eyes one by one. His expression was like drinking wine, showing indescribable ecstasy and satisfaction, and even his hands were trembling.
He gently touched the pictures and texts on the mysterious stone wall with his trembling hands, and recited something in a low voice, with great joy. He seemed to see through each and every text and pattern. He was so absorbed in it that he forgot everything with joy.
, so much so that he himself simply forgot and did not notice that at the bottom of this picture and text, almost integrated with the surrounding darkness, there was a small piece of black air that persisted.
The golden words and brilliant patterns seemed to have completely taken over his mind. Beside him, the statue of the dog god, with only its head still above the ground, still looked so deep in its eyes. It was just at this moment.
At this moment, under the brilliant golden light of the flames and the stone wall, the figure of the young priest was reflected in his eyes. In addition to the initial hint of deep sadness, there seemed to be a deep sadness!