Time was running out, Zhang Xiaofan and Princess Qing Pheasant tidied up their makeup, and rushed to the Spirit Clan Imperial Tomb not far ahead.
A bright moon hangs in the sky, and its bright moonlight casts its light over the entire mountainous Sanling Mountains. Two people and one monkey used the bright moonlight to explore the path. Under their feet, they could clearly see the rocky road and the rugged mountain road.
Facing such a huge mountain system, fortunately, only Princess Qing Pheasant, a guide who was familiar with going to the Spirit Clan Imperial Tomb, could identify the exact location. There are so many forks in the Sanling Mountains, like a huge spider web, one link after another. Once you enter, you will lose your way and eventually you will be consumed in it.
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but wonder how the ancestors of the Spirit Clan chose the site. Could it be to avoid disaster! ?
After walking for nearly half an hour, you can see a mountain-like monument in front of you. The remaining eaves and broken walls of the stone tablet are dark brown and covered with large and small cracks. They are nearly a hundred feet high. The west side is uneven and has many words and some strange symbols engraved on it.
The most eye-catching thing is that on the stone stele, there is a mural carving two spherical objects, one large and one small. The large ball is engraved with many densely packed little people, kneeling down to worship an altar-like stone platform. There is a floating ball above the stone platform. A wooden stick.
The wooden stick is connected to another small ball. The edge of the small ball is engraved with a flaming totem, and many terrifying and ferocious beasts are painted inside. The most concerning thing is a giant with three heads and six arms, holding a weapon to poke the edge of the ball, two pairs of giant legs stepping on the bronze tripod on the west side, and behind the giant there are many minions.
Zhang Xiaofan looked deeply at the mural and said, "Princess Qing Pheasant, could it be that the Tianling Clan used the soul-destroying stick to seal the ghost tribe in the past?"
Princess Qingzhi looked up at the memorial stone tablet with awe in her eyes: "Well, it must have a history of several thousand years. Anyway, it was quite a long time ago. At that time, the soul-destroying rod had not been lost. The Tianling tribe was the most prosperous country in the spiritual world, and other races bowed to it. "
Zhang Xiaofan frowned, it seemed that the spirit world was a bit bigger than imagined: "Then, how did the soul-destroying rod disappear, how did the ghost tribe escape, and there is a difference between your Tianling tribe and the Spirit tribe. .”
Princess Qing Pheasant frowned, glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and thought for a moment: "You are a pig with so many problems. I heard that the soul-destroying rod belonged to a member of the royal family. He deliberately took away the soul-destroying rod to make the seal unstable and the evil god wake up. The evil god wants to break it. Seal and sacrifice your own body. Although the body dies, the evil god leaves his heart and can be resurrected again. The evil god can be resurrected once in a thousand years. Each time he sacrifices enough blood, he will awaken. If the evil god revives again, the entire spiritual world will no longer exist. The evil god will no longer exist. The teleportation circle will be opened to invade other dimensional worlds, so Guiyuan Temple tried every means to capture a large number of talented people of the Spirit Tribe for blood sacrifices. The Tianling Tribe is the ancestor of the Spirit Tribe, and the Tianling Tribe people are naturally extremely talented, and They have the advantage of bloodline. They can learn all kinds of spell formations and combat skills with a photographic memory. They can draw inferences from one example and learn from others without a teacher. The attributes of the holy feathers behind them are usually top-notch and the level is quite high. The highest level of the holy feathers can be upgraded to twelve holy feathers. , every difference in the strength of the Holy Feather is a huge difference. As a princess of the Spirit Tribe, my bloodline has long been impure, and the Holy Feathers all have ordinary attributes, and there are only three of them."
Zhang Xiaofan looked confused when he heard this: "So that's it, the soul-capturing rod has such a big story. I was lucky enough to find it in a dead pool when I was chasing Xiao Hui. By chance, the soul-capturing rod absorbed the essence and blood from my body and connected with it. It resonated, and the blood sacrifice became my magic weapon. Speaking of which, Onibuden is a minion of the evil god!? Why did that royal member take the soul-destroying rod away!?"
Princess Qing Pheasant rolled her eyes at Zhang Xiaofan and continued to talk: "Guiyuan Temple is a mysterious organization of the ghost clan that specializes in resurrecting evil gods. It is more like an alliance than an organization. All races in the spirit world are forced to join Guiyuan with conditions. Palace, I know some friends who are also helping the evil people in this way. They are very afraid that the ghost clan will launch a war and bring disaster to their race, so they join the Guiyuan Palace and persecute the spirit clan at the same time."
Zhang Xiaofan's face was filled with surprise: "Princess Qing Pheasant, your friend!?"
Princess Qingzhi's face turned cold, her eyes filled with anger: "They are my sister's friends, forget about them..."
Zhang Xiaofan saw Princess Qing Pheasant looking angry and wanted to kill someone, and immediately understood that there was a gap between them, so he did not delve into the issue further. The conversation changed: "Why did Princess Aokiji, that royal member, take away the soul-destroying rod!?"
Princess Qingzhi was startled, her face serious: "It seems to be for a woman."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Princess Qing Pheasant with a complicated expression: "Well, that royal member is so infatuated."
Princess Qingzhi's face became even more serious: "Humph, infatuation is infatuation, but it has caused so much suffering for generations like us, and sacrificed thousands of the lives of the entire Spirit Clan just for a woman. Do you think it's worth it!?"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and couldn't answer for a while. After a long time, he said: "Maybe that royal family member has some difficulties."
Princess Qingzhi looked displeased: "It's hard, it's hard, it's our descendants who are suffering. We, the Spirit Race, have been oppressed for almost hundreds of years, hundreds of years! Who do you think is suffering!"
Zhang Xiaofan's expression changed and he smiled flatteringly: "Princess Qingzhi, what about Baguio?"
Princess Qingzhi glared with a frown, her cheeks looked like bitter gourds, but she did not speak, but pointed at the mountain behind her with her finger.
Zhang Xiaofan looked in the direction pointed by his finger and saw two stone doors weighing more than 100 tons behind them. The stone doors were twenty feet high, fifteen feet long and ten feet thick.
When Zhang Xiaofan got closer and took a closer look, he was shocked. A large hole suddenly appeared under the stone door, which exploded. Zhang Xiaofan was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed Princess Qing Pheasant's hand and entered together through the hole in the stone door. The hall inside was in addition to Some blasted stones and a few inscriptions were completely empty, and Zhang Xiaofan's heart instantly went cold.
Princess Qing Pheasant said angrily and shook her head: "Hmph, men are just big pigs. Who would put such an important thing in such an obvious position? There must be a secret room!"
When Zhang Xiaofan heard about the secret room, his cold heart became warm again, and he was stunned for a moment: "Yes, the secret room."
Princess Qing Pheasant looked down upon Zhang Xiaofan, stroked the little gray head on her shoulder and said, "Your master is really stupid."
Xiao Hui gave a "squeak" to express his agreement. After all, they had known Zhang Xiaofan for many years. Xiao Hui knew Zhang Xiaofan's mood swings very well. When he learned that Baguio's body had mysteriously disappeared in Huqi Mountain, his heart felt like a dead thing. He was forced to live in Caomiao Village without food. Drinking, I almost died of illness on the streets.
Princess Qing Pheasant saw Zhang Xiaofan's anxious look and knew that the Baguio woman was so important to him. After all, Zhang Xiaofan had come across the border. The cut stung, and I was very envious of the Baguio woman: "Just follow this princess."
