Chapter 406 The Second Mural

The underground palace finally quieted down.

The swordsmen looked at the hammer in Li Jianxian's hand, and then looked at the 'rice cake' not far away, and their tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.

This damn sense of security.

"This human-faced bat belongs to you, Old Bai Zhan?"

Li Mo looked at the swordsmen for a moment and found that most of them just had disordered breath and pale faces.

Only Bai Jinghong's face was green, and blood was oozing from his chest, looking miserable.

"Slightly out...yue~~"

Bai Jinghong stood up and raised his chin slightly, not wanting to lose the momentum of a cool swordsman, but before he finished pretending, he pulled the poison gas and bent over to spit rainbows.

He vomited out bitter bile.

After vomiting, he straightened up again, with tears and snot on his face. He couldn't even stand steadily, but he said "calmly":

"Just a little attack."

Li Mo: "..."

Only the mouth is hard, then it shouldn't be a big problem, as long as the whole body is not hard.

He took out the detoxification pills and healing medicine from the system space and distributed them to the swordsmen:

"Take the Seven-Pattern Anti-Darkness Pill first, then apply it externally and take the Hundred Flowers Condensation Cream internally."

Cao Mu put away the pills given by Li Mo. His injuries and poisoning were not serious, so he should save money and spend money as much as possible.

Really rich... Such life-saving pills are taken out like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Where are the elders?"

"There is a maze in this underground palace, and we got separated from the elders."

Wu Chushu took the medicine bottle and glanced at Li Mo and Ying Bing, feeling mixed emotions.

When they met again, he was already fourth on the Hidden Dragon List.

So many of them were still in a mess, but they didn't even get their clothes dirty, and they were strolling leisurely like they were out for an outing.

The gap between people is sometimes greater than that between people and dogs.

"You are being shown off in front of others again, and..."

"What are you mumbling about, Old Wu?" Li Mo was puzzled.

"Thank you for the pill!!"

"Thank you, thank you. Why are you yelling so loudly..."

Li Mo pinched his ears.

"Brother Li, what are these?"

"Tomb guardian beasts are all nourished by the spirit and yin energy of the underground."

As Li Mo explained, he couldn't help but think of the scene just now.

It was the black Nian beast again.

And...why did it know Bingtuozi?

While thinking, Tian Miao's shout came from not far away:

"Come quickly, there is a new discovery here!"

"I'll go and take a look." Li Mo said to Hengyun Sanying, and then took Bingtuozi to Tian Miao.

Bai Jinghong, Wu Chushu, and Cao Mu watched their backs in the light go away, and the darkness around them suddenly became deeper.

They looked at each other and swallowed their saliva at the same time.

When Li Mo was there, it seemed that there was an invisible wing covering them.

Now it's gone with a snap.

"Let's... go and take a look?" Cao Mu said.

Bai Jinghong raised his chin: "How can I, Bai Jinghong, fall behind in my life? Let's go!"

Wu Chushu touched his nose: "I have always been interested in archaeology, and I am more curious about what they have found."

Cao Mu was speechless: "Stop talking nonsense, they are almost gone."

So, the swordsmen followed closely.

Finally, the front reached the end of the underground palace, where rows of bookshelves were placed, some of which had decayed and collapsed, and the ground was covered with thick ashes, which should be the product of the weathering of the pages. After all, there was no intact book on the shelf.

"This underground palace is a place similar to a library."

"Yeah."

Ying Bing nodded slightly, a little regretful.

Finally, Tian Miao's figure was seen in front again, she was standing in front of a huge mural.

The protagonists of the mural were still the nine people who fell from the sky. At this time, they were fighting with a group of terrifying creatures with their followers.

There are giant bulls like mountains, standing on one foot, covered with black scales, and spewing wind and thunder from their nostrils.

Some have bodies made of wild wind, heads like lions, and black sand everywhere they pass.

There are also strange bodies, dark red scales, winding for thousands of miles, and everything is dark wherever they pass. Only when they open their eyes will the sun light up again.

But that sun is scarlet and scary.

"Are these all... true?"

Wu Chushu couldn't help but be amazed, unable to imagine.

Bai Jinghong, Cao Mu and other swordsmen were at a loss, this was beyond their worldview.

Even the demon race,

"As far as I understand, the above content should be like this..."

Tian Miao calmed down the excitement in his tone and told the story.

"It is said that in ancient times, the human race was still extremely weak. At that time, it was still various innate creatures that dominated the world, and the powerful ones among them were like gods and demons."

"The divine will we observe was originally derived from the human race worshiping their power, imitating and learning from them."

Li Mo nodded. To this day, Xiangxingquan is still widely spread and is the mainstream of martial arts.

Later, Wendao and Jiandao appeared. That was probably because the innate creatures had disappeared, and the human race derived from the understanding of heaven and earth.

"So, Jiutian killed the gods and demons?"

"Innate creatures cannot be killed."

Tian Miao shook his head and said: "They have merged with the 'Tao'. As long as the 'Tao' between heaven and earth still exists, they will be immortal. It's just that after being reborn, it may not be the original it."

What she meant was that you killed a Ming Jiao that symbolized wind and rain, but the wind and rain were still there, and a new Ming Jiao would still be born, but it would not be the original one.

There were many murals in this underground palace. They walked back with the light and saw new content.

"These should be records of the temporary extinction of innate creatures."

On the screen, the human race began to increase.

Under the leadership of Jiutian and their followers, the human race prayed to the heaven and earth, and new innate creatures were born.

But the difference this time was that they no longer had the original ferocity and became the totem of the human race!

"The power of all living beings!"

These four words appeared in Li Mo's mind.

"The power of all living beings was originally used by Jiutian to control innate creatures, that is, those... shackles of the Tao?"

Ying Bing narrowed his ice mirror eyes slightly, and also looked at Li Mo.

The two thought of the same thing tacitly.

"Those priests who led the human race to pray to heaven and earth, or part of them, are the predecessors of the Summoning Demon Cult?"

So the ancestor god of the Summoning Demon Cult is really the Nine Heavens Immortal, at least a few of them.

Dream God....

He can wander in the dreams of thousands of creatures, and must have played an important role in it.

Everyone in Hengyun Sword City was dumbfounded.

The notorious Demon Cult in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths now has such an origin.

No wonder it has a long history and is still so active today even though it is not tolerated by the Dayu Dynasty.

It turns out that a lean camel is bigger than a horse!

Boom boom——

Suddenly, the entire underground palace shook again at this time, and the movement was earth-shaking.

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PS: Xiaopujie's worldview is not grand, but I hope to write a world well and completely, mua mua.