Xia Mang glanced at Baihu and said unceremoniously: "Before I leave the Seventy-Two Cave, if you dare to escape, I will peel off your skin and stew a pot of tiger meat!"
"asshole!"
Bai Hu immediately became furious and his eyes widened in anger. Xia Mang was trying to bluff him. But although he was angry on his face, he was still scared in his heart. He was glad that he had "taken it easy" just now and didn't just walk away.
Xia Mangruo was determined to kill him, but he really couldn't bear it.
Xia Mang had no intention of paying attention to him. He stared at the ancient palace and looked at it for a long time. Finally, he pushed open the dilapidated stone door and stepped in.
This palace is very large, with a radius of ten feet, but most of its top is damaged and almost completely torn off, leaving it in the open air.
This is the real "humble house". It is not an exaggeration to say that it is in ruins.
But Xia Mang didn't pay attention to this, because his eyes had already been attracted by those statues, and he couldn't take his eyes off them for a moment!
To be precise, there are twelve lifelike sculptures of different shapes!
"The rooster calls to the sun, the black ox carries the mountain, the dragon swings its tail, the green snake pierces the sky, the white tiger splits the sky..."
Xia Mang's eyes were clear. These twelve statues were engraved with twelve strange beasts. Their whole bodies were emitting light, each with its own charm, lifelike, as if they had "original divine forms"!
The original divine form is the most fundamental form, which is the true form of the strange beast. In other words, these twelve statues are extremely lifelike. If you don't look closely, you may think that they are the true form of the strange beast!
At this moment, Bai Hu also stepped into the remnant hall. He stared at the twelve sculptures, his tiger body trembled violently, and said in shock: "Is this... the divine carving of the ancestral spirit totem?"
His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.
"Ancestral spirit totem?" Xia Mang's pupils suddenly narrowed and he looked at it carefully again.
At this moment, in front of their eyes, there are real dragons roaring, divine bees flapping their wings, roosters calling the sun, ancient beasts that penetrate the sky, giant elephants stepping on the moon, white tigers swallowing stars... twelve bronze sculptures, twelve ancient strange beasts,
They stand around each other with different postures, lifelike and as if they are really there!
"Ancestral Spirit Totem?"
Xia Mang's expression was shocked. For just a moment, he suddenly felt an extremely ancient and magnificent aura from these twelve sculptures. It was as if it had traveled through ancient times and was heavy and vicissitudes of life. It made Xia Mang feel a little agitated.
My heart trembles.
"Twelve ancestral spirit totems, no, it should be fourteen ancestral spirit totems..."
Baihu's pupils narrowed, a little excited, but more frightened, "The legendary ancient totem, the eternal existence of immortality..."
Xia Mang frowned. He had never heard of the "ancestral spirit totem". In the eternal world, there is no legend about totems, but it is obviously not the case in Canglan Land. From this, it can be seen that Canglan Land
Many of the inheritances have not been cut off, at least there are still rumors and relics passed down to later generations. Compared with this, the Eternal Silence Abandoned Land is much inferior.
"It's just abandoned land after all, so much is missing..." Xia Mang said to himself.
"True dragons, divine dragons, celestial dragons, etc. are the descendants of the dragon totem, and the Taihu clan are the descendants of the tiger totem."
Bai Hu took a deep breath, stared at the white tiger sculpture, and said with great excitement: "And I, Bai Hudong, am a direct descendant of the Taihu clan, and I also have the thin blood of the tiger totem flowing in my body. I didn't expect that today I would be in this eighth place."
I encountered the icon of the totem ancestor in the depths of the Bliss Abyss, what a blessing... Hmm, will my White Tiger Cave rise because of this?"
The hair on Bai Hu's body stood on end, his tiger eyes shone, he looked up to the sky and let out a tiger roar, and actually swelled a little with excitement.
"It's just a sculpture, what kind of blessing is it?"
Xia Mang glanced at him sideways and sneered: "Can it be that with your extremely thin blood, you can create your White Tiger Cave lineage, become a great tiger, and even reproduce the tiger totem?"
Now Xia Mang knows a little bit about the totem legend.
"What do you know?"
Bai Hu was furious, "Totems are immortal, boundless and powerful. They were born from the era of ignorance and are eternal to this day. They are the totems of all human beings and souls. They are immortal and immortal, and live forever between heaven, earth and the sea of stars..."
In his heart, and in the hearts of all the descendants with the blood of totem, totem is everything and is the supreme existence that cannot be blasphemed by anyone.
"Immortal?"
Xia Mang narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "If they were really immortal, I'm afraid they wouldn't be respected as totems..."
Bai Hu was startled and didn't understand its meaning.
Xia Mang didn't explain too much. He pointed to the center of the twelve sculptures and said: "There are three pillars of chaotic light on that altar... Well, there seems to be something hidden inside..."
Twelve statues surround an ancient altar. They stand in a circle with different postures, but to Xia Mang, they seem to be worshiping something.
Worship the ancient altar, or the pillar of chaos light?
Xia Mang's eyes flickered, thinking secretly.
"Where is the Chaos Light Pillar?"
Bai Hu was stunned for a moment, and then sarcastically said: "Xia Mang, I have entered the Tai Ercan Palace with you, there is no need for you to fool me like this, right?"
Xia Mang was also stunned and frowned: "Can't you see?"
Bai Hu still wanted to laugh, but seeing that Xia Mang's expression was serious and not joking, his face became serious and he said in a deep voice: "Are you serious?"
Xia Mang stared at the altar closely, his expression changed drastically, and said to himself: "It shouldn't be, why can't you see it, but I can?"
In front of Xia Mang's eyes, there are indeed three chaotic light pillars on the altar. They rotate like a spiral. Although they are a bit ethereal and illusory, they are real. Xia Mang can see them. Logically speaking, it is impossible for Baihu not to see them.
"Are there really three pillars of chaos light?"
Bai Hu finally realized that something was wrong. He stared at the altar with his tiger eyes, and his snow-white hair stood on end. He said in a trembling voice: "Could we...have gone to hell?"
Xia Mang could see the three pillars of chaotic light, but he couldn't. This was so weird that it reminded Bai Hu of some ancient and weird legends, and he was frightened.
Xia Mang was silent. He stared at the altar for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, jumped over the twelve sculptures, and climbed onto the altar.
He stood in front of the first pillar of chaotic light and looked at it carefully.
The light beam was winding like a twisted void. Xia Mang's eyes were filled with strange light. He vaguely seemed to see an ancient armor suspended in the air. It was covered with gun chisel marks and was broken by vicissitudes of life, as if it had gone through a long period of time.
of time.
This piece of armor is intertwined with golden light, silver light, lightning, and shining starlight, creating a brilliant contrast. However, perhaps due to the distortion of space, it appears very ethereal, like a projection.
"Could it be...that this isn't a real armor?" Xia Mang said to himself. He felt that what was suspended in the chaotic light pillar was not a real armor, but a void projection.
Xia Mang's eyes flickered, and after thinking about it for a moment, he looked at the second pillar of chaotic light.
There is actually a weapon hanging in this pillar of chaotic light!
This is a strange blade. It is dark purple in color and looks like both a knife and a sword. Both edges are sharpened and glowing with cold light. Overall, it looks like a mixture of a knife and a sword, which looks extremely weird.
"A knife!"
Xia Mang's eyes suddenly flashed, "Well, there seems to be writing on the blade..."
There were two small characters engraved on the blade. Xia Mang looked at it carefully and couldn't help but think: "Too bad!"