Chapter 151

Thanks for the pity: "Really? How can I see it?"

Huacheng was about to speak, at this time, Pei Su, who was stuck in words, stretched out his trembling fingers and began to write on the ground. Out of inexplicable respect, everyone gathered around to look at him, only to see the words "Battle Form" written crookedly under his hand. After writing it, he seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength, clenched into a fist, and remained motionless.

Huacheng looked up and said: "That's it. The guardian mount of the Rain Master is the black bull formed by the golden beast of the Royal Dojo of the Rain Master Country. It walks steadily on weekdays without leaving a trace, but once it enters the battle, it will change its form. Therefore, this hoof print is different from the usual cow's hoof print and is wider."

Pei Ming said: "Your Excellency Ghost King has an amazing amount of information."

Huacheng pointed to the mark on the ground and continued to thank him: "Brother, look."

Xie Lian looked over and said: "Well, sure enough...the hoof prints appeared suddenly, and it was also very sudden that they encountered the enemy."

Huacheng Road: "Well. And this hoof print is very deep, which shows that the enemy is not simple. The cow is here to wrestle and confront the enemy, and it is pressed into the soil by more than two inches."

The two simulated the battle scene at that time, and Pei Ming was not to be outdone, saying: "But in the end, the two sides still fought a tie."

Thanks for the pity: "Not bad."

There was no blood around, and there was no ghostly air around. It seemed that they collided here, and they made a few moves quickly and ruthlessly. Gu found that the other party was a hard bone that was not easy to chew, so they both gave up.

Huacheng informed that things in the east have turned the direction, and the group continued westward, but the speed of the road was a little slower. Not long after, a very tall and bizarre building appeared on the side of the road. From a distance, it was more imposing than other houses. Even if several walls and some eaves collapsed, people could only look up. Xie Lian couldn't help but stop and said, "What place is this?"

Huacheng only glanced at it and said: "The temple of Wuyong people."

Pei Ming dragged Pei Su with one arm and dragged him away, saying: "How did the flower city master know that this is the temple?"

Huacheng Road: "Because it is written above."

Hearing this, everyone looked up and saw a row of incomparable words carved on the stone beam in front of the gate of the building. Although it has been honed over the years, there are still some strange scratches, but it is still clear.

However, after a moment of silence, Xie Lian said: "It is indeed written above, but..."

But I don't understand this text at all!

Unexpectedly, even this is not difficult for Huacheng. He said to Xie Lian: "This line of text, the general idea is 'His Royal Highness brought light to the world and will forever care for the Wuyong land'. It's just nonsense to praise virtue. Brother, look at the last few characters, are there two very similar' Wu' and 'Yong'."

When I heard "His Royal Highness", Xie Lian was slightly moved, and then he looked closely. Sure enough, although this line of text was like a child's drawing, it was a circle and a curve, mixed with many strange symbols, but the shape of the word "Wu Yong" And strokes, it is quite similar to the words he is familiar with, as if it is some kind of variant. Pei Ming said: "The owner of Huacheng can even interpret this ancient language that has been lost for thousands of years. Pei Mou really admires it."

Huacheng raised his eyebrows and smirked: "I have been in Tonglu Mountain for ten years. I can do a lot of things in a month. If I can't read a word after ten years, what are you still doing in the world, right? ."

The top ten literary gods in the heavenly court may not dare to say such words. As a martial god, what can Pei Ming do. He could only smirk and say, "Maybe."

Xie Lian sighed softly and said, "Fortunately, Saburo is there."

Huacheng Road: "I can only roughly interpret some superficial Wu Yongwen. If I encounter difficulties, I can only ask my brother to scrutinize it together."

Xie Lian shamelessly said: "This... I'm definitely not as good as Saburo. However, is the god that Wu Yongguo believes in, also their Highness Prince?"

Huacheng held his arms and said: "I think, yes."

Xie Lian frowned and said, "Since my master knows the Crown Prince of Wu Yongguo, he should also know that he has ascended. But why did he tell me that His Royal Highness was 'dead'?"

Huacheng Road: "Three possibilities: first, he really doesn't know; second, he lied; third, he didn't lie, the prince of Wu Yongguo is dead, but not the common sense 'dead'."

Pei Ming said: "If the emperor is also here, maybe you can ask him if he knows this country or this person."

Huacheng said: "That's not seen. Wu Yongguo disappeared more than 2,000 years ago. Compared with it, Junwu is just a young man. It's a generation away."

Jun Wu ascended to about 1,500 years ago. He was a famous general in a chaotic world. Later, he established himself as a king. After a few years of management, he became a fairy. As the No. 1 Martial God who has been in charge of the millennium, what kind of background he is has long been known. The "generation" that Huacheng said refers to the "generation" of the heaven.

Today, the Heavenly Court, which is made up of hundreds of priests and honored by Junwu, belongs to a generation, and the one earlier than this generation is another generation.

Just as the dynasties in the mortal world change, the celestial world will also "change dynasties". Although it takes a long time, the essence is not different. New believers will replace old believers, and new gods will replace old gods.

Sometimes, a god declines, not because he did something wrong and was demoted, or a higher priest than him appeared, but just because people's lives and minds gradually changed and he was no longer needed.

For example, a priest in charge of a horse must be doing well these days, because people cannot travel without horses and carriages. Who doesn’t want their horses to be strong and safe? Therefore, his incense cannot be shorted.

But if one day, mortals discover something completely new and can run faster than horses, after this new thing becomes the first choice for people to travel, the incense of the priest who holds the horse will surely become more and more deserted. The priests who flashed like a meteor like this are the vast majority.

This type of decline is the most brutal because the process is almost irreversible. Unless the priest jumped from the sky, beat himself back to a mortal body, practiced again on a different path, and ascended again as a brand-new god, he was destined to watch himself slowly decline until he disappeared. . However, not everyone has such courage and luck.

The previous generation of gods and gods declined like this, and it is also said that they all fell down because they caused a big mess and fought a melee.

Because, hundreds of years later, Jun Wu was born and opened up a new era of heaven and gods, and, after him, a large number of new generations of priests appeared in an endless stream, filling the vacancies of believers, and gradually formed a new generation of priests. A stable heaven now.

That is to say, unless there are priests who are more than fifteen hundred years old than Junwu, it is impossible to know how the ancient Wuyong Kingdom and the gods they worship were silently erased all traces.

The group stepped over the half-collapsed wall and entered the dark hall. Before taking a few steps, Xie Lian realized something was wrong.

He originally thought that the dark inside of this hall was because there was no light all the year round, and no windows were opened. Who knows, after looking around, the more he looked, the more strange he felt. He walked to the wall, stroked his fingers lightly on the wall, put it in front of him, and couldn't help saying, "This is..."

Huacheng Road: "Black."

It's not that the light is dim, the walls of this huge temple are actually completely black!

Huacheng Road: "As far as I can see, almost all the temples in Tonglu Mountain are like this."

This scene is very terrifying. What kind of temple wall is painted in such a dark color like hell? Just looking at it makes you panic, how can you worship the gods here?

Pei Ming said: "It's all like this? It's rotten for too long?"

Thanks for the pity: "We just passed by other houses, but we didn't see such blackness. Logically speaking, the years of these houses should be the same."

As he spoke, he continued to gently stroke and explore the walls of the temple. This wall is not only terrifyingly black, but also uneven, like a woman's disfigured face, covered with terrifying scars, and extremely hard. Xie Lian moved in his heart and said, "This temple has been burned by fire."

Pei Ming said, "How can you see it?"

Xie Lian turned around and said, "The walls of this temple were originally painted with murals, using special pigments, a very thick layer. After the fire burns, it will turn black, and part of it will melt and deform, and after solidification. , it's this bumpy, hard feel."

Pei Ming said: "His Royal Highness the Prince knows a lot, and Pei also admires you."

Xie Lian rubbed his brows, coughed lightly, and said: "This... is not something to admire, just because I have had many prince's palaces burned in the past, and this is the effect."

"..."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. Xie Lian thought of one more thing and said, "And the stone beam outside! There are many scratches on the praises engraved on the stone beam. It doesn't look like ordinary wear and tear. Someone should have scratched it with a knife."

Pei Ming frowned and said, "Why do you do this?"

Huacheng said coldly: "Because I don't recognize this sentence."

Thanks for the pity: "Yes. It is the same as smashing the plaque."

Banyue was stunned and said, "So, this temple was set on fire by the citizens of Wuyong?"

After a while of silence, Xie Lian was about to speak when he heard Pei Ming say: "What does this mean?"

When Xie Lian turned around, he saw Pei Ming raised his left hand, biting a scorpion-tailed snake in his hand, and was still poking him with that pointed tail. Banyue wanted to kneel down for him again and said, "I'm sorry, I'm full of snakes..."

Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled her and said, "Half a month, don't get into the habit of kneeling down and apologizing at every turn. How could you, General Pei, bite her snake?"

Pei Ming raised her hand and said with a dark face, "How do I know? Just stretched out her hand and wrapped her shoulders."

Xie Lian asked patiently: "Then what are you doing, General Pei, reaching out and wrapping her shoulders?"

"..." Pei Ming seems to have noticed and started to think about this issue only now, and said after a moment, "It's a habit. In such a dark and gloomy place, it's not common sense to hold women's shoulders to comfort them not to be afraid?"

Banyue said: "I'm sorry, I'm not afraid."

"..." Thanks for understanding, this is just the tragedy caused by Pei Ming's unconscious itching. Pei Ming pulled off the scorpion with great difficulty, and his left hand was already swollen. He said: "Quickly give me the antidote."

Banyue said: "I'm sorry, I've run out of good moon grass on my body."

Thanks for the pity: "It's okay, General Pei, you are a priest, and the swelling will disappear in a while." After that, he turned back and continued to study the wall. Suddenly, his eyes swept across a black wall and instantly froze.

He said: "Everyone, come and see, there is still a face in this wall!"