The two-meter-high stone statue has been exposed to wind and rain for an unknown period of time, and it has become mottled and even its facial features are blurred.
But standing there, there was still an indescribable momentum.
Nuwa spread her hands and made a benevolent gesture to embrace all creatures in the world, giving people a warm feeling.
Pangu glared angrily, holding his giant ax high, as if he wanted to split all obstacles in half.
That resolute expression was full of the fearlessness of a warrior.
Ba Shan and Ba Xian were already kneeling on the ground, muttering to themselves. They didn't know what they were muttering. They should be reciting the prayers of their tribes. They were extremely pious.
Zhuo Yifan, however, took a gentle step and stood three meters away in front of the statue.
Looking at the statue, what flashed through his mind were the honest boy and the affectionate and stubborn girl with unfaithful intentions.
"Pangu, Nuwa, I haven't seen you for a long time."
He whispered, with a hint of loss and shame in his eyes.
But if time could go over again, he would still choose to leave with Tongtian.
That is a world that does not belong to you.
Tongtian Tongtian, how are you doing?
The softest family affection in Zhuo Yifan's heart was touched again, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Only now did he understand how much a father truly cares about his children.
It is a kind of family affection that cannot be let go no matter when.
"Brother Yuan, you...why are you crying?" Suddenly, Sister Xianzi's voice sounded in surprise. She looked at Zhuo Yifan incredulously, with a very strange expression.
Although there are devout believers everywhere, it is still rare to see people like Zhuo Yifan who do not kneel down but shed tears when looking at the statues of gods.
Bashan opened his mouth wide: "Brother Yuan, if you don't kneel down and worship the ancestors when you see them, you are being treasonous!"
Ba Xian suddenly turned around and shouted: "Stop, you dare to disturb the sacred sacrificial activities, or you will cause a catastrophe."
Zhuo Yifan looked back and saw that Ba Feng and the others had already caught up with them, and the group was standing at the foot of the steps, ready to move.
But for some unknown reason, they didn't rush forward immediately.
Hearing Ba Xian's words, he finally realized something and couldn't help but look at Ba Xian and Ba Shan.
Bashan whispered: "Our Ba clan is very devout in believing in the two ancestral gods. No matter how great the hatred is, as long as the sacrificial activities are carried out on the altar, attacks and disturbances are not allowed."
Ba Xian glanced at Zhuo Yifan for help: "Brother Yuan, please kneel down quickly, this will delay us a little longer."
Nest.
Zhuo Yifan had black streaks all over his head. He thought that this little girl was a pure and kind girl, but he didn't expect that she was so insidious that she wanted to hold off the enemy here so that they could take the opportunity to escape.
However, what is the difference between walking first and then walking on this lonely road?
Ba Shan said with some shame: "Brother Yuan, I have wronged you. Only your spiritual cultivation can withstand Ba Feng's attack. If we stay, we will definitely die."
"Am I safe?" Zhuo Yifan was speechless.
"Brother Yuan, you are the super spiritual master who killed Ba Tian! There must be no problem."
The honest and honest Ba Shan looked at Zhuo Yifan with admiration and encouraged: "Kneel down. Once we finish saying the prayer, they won't be able to catch up with us."
Wochao, who said this guy is an honest person?
There is no psychological pressure on teammates, okay?
Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and sighed helplessly: "I can kneel down and worship them, but I'm afraid something will happen if I do this."
"What will happen if you don't kneel down and worship? Being disrespectful to the ancestor gods is a serious crime of beheading." Ba Xian blinked his eyes: "This is the most mysterious altar of our Ba clan. It is said that the statues in these altars all have the remains of the ancestor gods.
A ray of spiritual thought can sense the piety of believers, and lucky ones can even get the favor of the ancestor gods."
Zhuo Yifan also risked his life: "The two ancestor gods are the supreme ones of my human race. It is natural for me to kneel down to them."
He strode forward, looked at the two statues, showed a happy smile, and said: "Ancestral God Pangu, Ancestral God Nuwa, I have come to kneel down and worship you."
As he spoke, he bent his legs and knelt down.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as Zhuo Yifan knelt down, the entire platform erupted with a terrifying roar, like an earthquake erupting.
Ba Feng and others could not stand firmly and rolled down the mountain one after another. They were so frightened that they quickly grabbed the thorns and screamed when they were pricked.
Ba Shan and Ba Xian were also shocked. This kind of situation was simply unheard of and unseen.
The two people quickly ran to the side and ran up the stone stairs.
The two statues seemed to have been blown up by explosives, and instantly turned into thousands of rubbles. Smoke and dust filled the sky, covering everything, making it impossible to see Zhuo Yifan's condition clearly.
Ba Xian said with a strange expression: "What is going on? Brother Yuan actually kneeled down and exploded the altar?"
Ba Shan's eyes lit up and he said as if he wanted to take credit: "Xian'er, let me just say that Brother Yuan is not an ordinary person. What, anyone who can come down from the peak must have an origin."
"But, if he is really a person favored by the ancestor god, why would the statue explode?" Ba Xian asked in confusion.
Bashan was shocked when he heard this: "Yes, why did the statue explode?"
The two of them were puzzled.
"Brother Shan, go and see how Brother Yuan is doing. With such a violent explosion, I'm worried that he will be injured."
"Okay, Xian'er, please stay away, I'm afraid there will be aftershocks."
Although Ba Shan was also scared, he was just a little follower in front of Xian'er and could not disobey her orders. He could only walk into the smoke cautiously.
"Brother Original, Brother Original, how are you? Are you injured?"
Ba Shan shouted, waving his big hands like cattail leaf fans to disperse the smoke and dust.
"Why don't you leave? What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan's voice rang out, and the smoke and dust in front of him was like a piece of black cloth being suddenly pulled away and disappeared in an instant.
Looking at Zhuo Yifan kneeling on the ground among the rubble, Ba Shan felt shocked and was speechless.
Zhuo Yifan still stayed where he was, not even moving at all. There were rubbles all around him, but they were all about fifty centimeters away, as if they were deliberately avoiding him.
The sky was filled with smoke and dust, and even his hair was not affected.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes were clear, but there was a faint smile.
Those eyes that are as bright as gems, as they rotate gently, are extremely vivid, as if they are the center of the whole world, making people involuntarily attracted and unable to move away.
Bashan looked at Zhuo Yifan stupidly, completely petrified.
"Let's go, you're such an idiot."
An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, his eyes turned, ripples flickered slightly, and all the brilliance disappeared, turning into the eyes of ordinary people again.
Ba Shan woke up from his dream, shook his head hard, and said in shock: "Brother Yuan, you...have your spiritual power recovered?"
"It's just a little better, and we can't even talk about recovery." Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly. Although he was a little regretful, he was full of an indescribable momentum, and it seemed that no difficulty could defeat him.
Chapter completed!