Chapter 147 Yelang is arrogant
The sword-tailed earth dragon cannot catch up with him, and what attracts them is the aura emanating from the soul seed in the first place and the huge fresh body of the corpses piled up on the ground after killing too many monsters with white ink. The taste of blood.
At this time, Bai Mo was also covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, he did not choose to use a vessel to contain the soul seed, otherwise the time just now would not be enough.
If more demons are lured here, it will really be over. If his soul seed had been successfully absorbed half a minute later, I'm afraid he would have been unable to escape without being seriously injured.
"Bai Mo, are you okay?"
"No, what about you?"
"Little Fengling and Daju protected me very well."
"That's good. If you have a problem, I can't deal with you. Qingqing explained. "
Lingling nodded slightly. Through the eye mask, she could vaguely see the retreating outline of the dark cave. She found that the undulations of the terrain were different from when she came.
“Isn’t this the way we came in?”
"No, there is a group of monsters blocking that road."
"Did you get rid of those sword-tailed earth dragons?"
Bai Mo used more musical magic power this time, Let the sound of detection spread far under the rock and soil. I was relieved to find that those guys were eating the demon corpses and were not chasing them.
Slowly stopping and putting Lingling down, he said softly, "They are not chasing me."
"Then let's find an upward passage to the dark cave and leave."
There is no maze in the dark cave. Although the dark cave itself is like a huge maze, it is not difficult to get out of this maze.
You only need to go up and find the uppermost cave passage. Follow that passage to find a crack or cave leading to the ground.
Bai Mo nodded and led Lingling to turn a corner at an intersection ahead. After spending some time, the two of them arrived at the topmost cave.
It is impossible to return to the place where we first came down. The underground lava channels extending in all directions are simply more complicated than the city's sewers.
Coupled with the geotechnical barriers underground, positioning instruments and pointing needles also became malfunctioning.
The predecessors simply summed up the experience of getting out of here, so Bai Mo and the two were not anxious. Instead, they saw many strange monsters in the underground caves.
“There seems to be an exit leading to the top!”
Turn around another corner, Lingling held the illuminated crystal ball and pointed at the four-meter-high tunnel in this dark cave passage. On the left wall, there is an irregular crack that is two meters wide.
"Let me see!"
Bai Mo reached out and flicked, and a wave of sound strings penetrated into the crack, flying straight forward eight thousand meters, feeding back everything along the way. .
"There is an underground space above, which seems to be a transfer station, but it does lead to the outside."
Bai Mo told the situation of this passage, and then pulled Lingling, and the whole person stepped on the ground waves, as if flying over the wall. Enter the passage along the almost vertical wall of the cave.
The process going up was uneventful. After quickly walking through the passage, the two came to another space.
When the light of the illuminated crystal ball diffuses throughout the dark space, it colors the surrounding environment.
Bai Mo and Lingling discovered that this did not seem to be a dark cave space.
At a glance, it is full of traces of human civilization.
Light cyan stone tiles cover the ground. The walls on both sides are also light cyan, nearly five meters high, and the dome is the same.
The whole space is like a somewhat flat ellipse.
There seems to be something carved on the wall, but it is too far away for people to see clearly. There is a tall portal at the front, with a row of clay figurines standing on both sides.
The clay figurines are probably a little taller than Lingling, about 1.6 meters tall, but they are all dressed like adults. Her hair was tied up, and the style was different from the ones in the costume dramas Bai Mo had watched.
Their faces are covered with bronze masks and their faces cannot be seen clearly.
In the middle of the entire underground hall is a jade sculpture of a bamboo, which is so lifelike that even the tiny hairs of the bamboo are clearly visible.
On both sides of the sculpture, a total of four corpse-like things were lying on a jade bed that was not high.
The face of the corpse is also covered with a bronze mask.
There is also a weapon beside him, which seems to be a bronze sword.
On the ground, some broken and irregular monster corpses or skeletons were scattered, obviously killed by something.
The time of death varies. They may have crawled in from the tunnel they just came out of.
It was these corpses that made Bai Mo alert.
“This seems to be a tomb, but it doesn’t look like it.” Lingling said, pulling Bai Mo to the edge of the wall and looking at the things carved on it.
There are abstract pictures and text.
The text seemed to be a lost ancient script. Neither of them knew it, but the pictures could be understood.
A person, a contract circle, and a bamboo
The bamboo grows and the person dies.
A group of people worshiped the bamboo, and the bamboo glowed, which seemed to indicate changes.
A group of people, huge bamboo, bamboo leaves all over the sky, and invading demons.
These pictures are no longer here, everything after that is just words.
The picture after the text is no longer related to the previous one. It seems to be about a country's fight against demons.
The two of them looked at it backwards. At first they thought it might be a totem recorded, but when they saw the contract circle, they gave up the idea.
Generally speaking, totems will not be contracted.
Lingling was about to print them on special paper and take them back for study, but Bai Mo heard a special noise and instantly pulled Lingling away.
"Ding!!!"
Three bronze swords roared and hit the place where the two people were standing. The blue stone brick was unscathed, but sparks were flying!
The three humanoid creatures turned around with swords in hand. There were strange lines on the exposed dark purple skin, and their empty eyes stared directly at the two people who passed by.
The strange wind roaring eerily in the calm room!
There is another one that moves slightly faster and is already chasing them!
It was the four human-shaped things that were lying next to the bamboo sculpture before.
"How come there are undead here?! Or a general!"
A wall emitting silver light stood in front of him. Bai Mo felt the cold breath and exclaimed in surprise. doubt.
“I don’t know, this seems to be the ruins of an ancient kingdom.” Lingling frowned as she looked at the four unknown creatures that were constantly attacking the space barrier.
"The undead at the warrior level will break away from their original image, but they still maintain their human appearance, and the evil wind they stir up is not as powerful as the undead at the warrior level. This does not seem to be undead magic." "No?" Bai Mo was a little surprised, so he concentrated on sensing it carefully.
It turned out that it was just as Lingling said. At the same time, he also discovered something, that is, every time these things attack, the masks on their faces will light up slightly.
It seems that what maintains their strength is not the special lines on their bodies or the power in their bodies, but the mysterious bronze mask on their faces.
In order to verify his conjecture, he reached out and took it. The silver light in his eyes suddenly shined. The four unknown creatures that were still attacking were instantly restrained by the invisible hand of space and were not allowed to move.< br>
With another thought, the masks covering the faces of these four humanoid creatures were easily taken off, revealing four vaguely identifiable oriental faces.
And these four corpses, after taking off their masks, seemed to have lost their power, withering and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dust on the ground.
Bai Mo's brows moved, somewhat confused. He carefully moved the four bronze masks in front of him and looked at them carefully, but found nothing.
He moved it to Lingling's eyes for her to observe, but Lingling didn't see anything.
I didn’t feel the powerful force on it, but Bai Mo was not discouraged. Just because he couldn’t feel it didn’t mean that others couldn’t feel it. He could show it to Old Man Bao for inspection when he went back.
Put away the bronze mask, Bai Mo and Lingling checked the entire basement again. The basement was neither big nor small, with an area of two standard classrooms.
The first thing to be inspected was the clay figurines by the stone gate. Bai Mo was really worried that these things could move.
It turned out that this was an ordinary stone figurine, and on the bamboo carved from jade, the two only found that it only flashed occasionally, and the light seemed a bit strange.
But there is nothing else, not even energy.
Bai Mo tried to put the jade carving into the space, but he found that the jade carving was extremely heavy, and even his mental power was unable to shake it.
Not even a leaf can be shaken, as if this small bamboo jade sculpture, which is not tall, has healed Mount Tai.
However, I managed to pull out a small stone bead from a leaf, but it was not very regular.
After checking the entire underground hall, Bai Mo still looked confused. Apart from the ones they just saw, there was nothing else in the entire underground hall, not even hidden compartments.
There is no mechanism to prevent tomb robbers. This does not seem to be a tomb.
"Lingling, do you have any guesses?"
Bai Mo saw Lingling looking thoughtful, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Have you heard the story about Yelang's arrogance?" Lingling slowly finished her thinking and asked the question without answering.
“I’ve heard that legend has it that a long time ago, there was an ancient country called Yelang here in Qianzhou. Their king of a certain generation was so proud that he was invincible, and he single-handedly attacked the green-faced ape demon in Fanjin Mountain. The empire eventually angered the Ape Demon Empire and led to the destruction of Yelang."
"Such an arrogant ruler has alerted many emperors in Kyushu."
Lingling Weiwei. He nodded, pointed to the murals on the wall, and then pointed to the clay figurines with bronze masks, and finally said:
"I suspect this is a relic of the ancient Yelang Kingdom. There are many in Qianzhou. There are also legends and stories in the place, revealing the worship of bamboo
This culture and the tradition of burial with one’s face both come from the ancient Yelang Kingdom. This underground hall is also shaped like a bamboo leaf. "
"Yes, then those words should record the real reason for Yelang's destruction. "
Bai Mo nodded thoughtfully. Many stories and legends have long deviated from the original facts, and some are even not facts at all, so he said this.
"Wait. I'll go back and look for information and translate it. "
Lingling looked at the stone door in front of her. There were four depressions on the stone door, which looked very much like the ones Bai Mo had just picked off the faces of the four ancient corpses.
"Now let's go out first."
"Okay." Bai Mo took out the bronze masks from his carrying space and placed them one by one in the depressions on the stone door. When the bronze mask was embedded in the last depression, only Listen to the rumbling sound.
The stone door in front of him slowly moved to both sides, and finally opened completely.
Bai Mo took Lingling out, and then took off the mask from the stone door that was open, and then saw the stone door rumbling shut again.
On the front of the stone gate, four faces are carved.
The pair of eyes seemed to be staring at the two people walking away.
The further you go outside, the narrower the surrounding rock and soil passages become, and they gradually change from polished marks to pure natural rock caves.
It seems that it is indeed a small ruins, and the door outside is not a passage leading to other civilization ruins.
The moment they saw the light of day again, the two found that they seemed to be on a mountain. The mountain was a bamboo mountain, and the bamboos formed a sea.
At the foot of the mountain is a slow river. Where the river meanders, you can faintly see a small town.
The sky is blue and clear, and the sunlight falling on the body and face is warm, like running water that is just right and hot, completely washing away the depression and coldness in the dark cave.
We only went in for a long time, and when we came out again, it felt like three autumns had passed.
When he arrived at the small town he saw on the mountain, Bai Mo discovered that it was a county town, not far from Zhuyang.
The two casually sat down at a noodle shop. While eating, they listened to the enthusiastic boss telling many interesting stories and rumors about Qianzhou.
Such as a singing stream.
Another example is the Phoenix that fell in Fanjin Mountain. It is said that Fanjin Mountain was originally the residence of a phoenix. Later, a powerful demon took a fancy to it and attacked when the Phoenix was weak. It killed the Phoenix and occupied Fanjin. All mountains.
Later, the descendants of the Phoenix were reincarnated and died together with the powerful demon with the flames that burned the sky.
"Don't you believe it, our Qianzhou land is so barren that it was the cause of that unprecedented war."
The boss boasted enthusiastically, Lingling just nodded, Bai Mo said Believe it yourself.
But the boss muttered that the prettier she is, the more likely she is to deceive others, and went to serve the next customer with a look of disbelief.
After dinner, the two of them headed to Zhuyang.
Put Lingling, who is eager to return to the magical capital to study those suspected words and pictures of Yelang Kingdom, on a plane to the magical capital.
Bai Mo took the latest plane to Yaodu and flew to Yaodu.
Out of the airport, he came to the most famous Xiaomanyao in the city. As a judge, Bai Mo quickly met his target, Feng Zhoulong.
This is a man who looks to be in his thirties, wearing a white coat, with a solemn expression and a meticulous temperament.
"Hello, Judge Bai, what do you want from me?"
As soon as he entered the living room, Feng Zhoulong saw Bai Mo sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table and immediately said hello.
His expression was not as panicked as that of ordinary people who were called for questioning by the Inquisitor. Firstly, he had indeed done nothing wrong. Secondly, as the leader of the Yaodou Mage Tayan Division, he had fought with the Inquisition. After many contacts,
thirdly, super-level cultivation gave him the most important confidence.
Bai Mo was thinking that maybe if he didn't believe that his cultivation was powerful, he wouldn't have told the Asian Magic Association about the fusion method in such a hurry.
(End of this chapter)