"You bastards, it must be you. Qingchuan offended you yesterday, and that's why you acted so cruelly."

One of them cursed, and Wang Xiahou was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness is aware that no matter how brave the Xinggu tribe is, they don't dare to kill anyone! Besides, Qingchuan is a generational genius and the inner city is heavily guarded. No matter how powerful I am, I can't kill him!"

The way Huangfu Qi looked at Wang Xiahou didn't look like he was capable of killing.

In Huangfuqi's heart, Wang Xiahou was timid and cowardly. Although he was the ninth level of the sun and the moon, it was impossible to kill Qingchuan silently.

"If you don't kill someone, then someone from your tribe must have killed someone?"

"Don't even think about it. In the ancient tribe of Zuomo Xing, Lao Chan is already the most cultivated person in the clan. He can't even kill me, let alone others. Your Highness Mingjian."

At noon, Wang Xiahou came out with a smile on his face.

Yep, he deserves to die.

No matter whose territory this is.

However, Huangfuqi and his group are not idle either. They are also starting a secret investigation. The people under them are very powerful and they are scattered around.

In the Gongfa Pavilion, Wang Changan picked up an ancient scroll, which contained a picture of seven ancestors raising their hands and kneeling in worship, as if performing some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

There is a special totem mark on the ancient scroll, which looks like three stones stacked together. Wang Changan didn't think much of it when he first saw it.

But upon closer inspection, it looks vaguely familiar.

He went back and read another volume of ancient books, which also had the same totem mark.

According to the legend of Tianqi, when the mountains are shaking at night, firelight falls to the ground, and there is a faint sound of roaring.

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The sky cracks its patterns, the earth reveals its principles, and turns into talismans.

The ground was silent but trembling, there was a roaring black air, there were demons in the night, and all living things were cut off.

Wang Changan looked at this ancient book, which recorded the legends of the Apocalypse Era. The Apocalypse Era can no longer be traced back.

"Mo Zhang, the people are cut off, what happened?"

Wang Changan flipped through volumes of ancient books with his huge soul, and finally he found the third volume of torn animal skins. It was not about exercises, but pictures and texts.

On it was a picture of a sea of ​​blood, with huge ferocious beasts, all blood-red, like raw meat, with no hair, rushing out of the huge sea of ​​blood.

According to the legend of the Apocalypse, there is a sea of ​​​​blood in the world, which is vast and thousands of miles wide. The blood is so bright that it covers the sun and the moon.

There are strange beasts in the sea, they have no fur, they like to eat and live, their roars are like thunder, and they are as fast as lightning.

The pattern on this scroll of ancient animal skin is no longer obvious, and the red color has faded, showing that it has been through the ages.

If it weren't for the peculiarity of this kind of animal skin, it would be impossible for it to survive.

"The apocalypse is long enough to have a sea of ​​blood."

A powerful warrior, his Qi and blood are like the sea. A drop of blood can break mountains and rivers, or turn them into a sea of ​​blood.

After all, the sea of ​​blood is just the manifestation of blood energy. With Wang Changan's current blood energy, he can also create a sea of ​​blood, but there are strange beasts in the sea.

It shows that this kind of blood is magical enough and can give birth to new life, which is extremely powerful.

"Old rabbit, come here and take a look."

Yin Wudi looked at the ancient scroll in Wang Changan's hand and quickly found similar records.

Everyone is inferring that there is no sea of ​​blood in the sky today, so whether this sea of ​​blood is related to the Demon Lord.

For a truly strong person, bleeding and deriving strange phenomena are considered normal.

In addition, at the same time, the sky cracks its patterns, the earth reveals its principles, and turns into talismans.

The Demon Lord's physical body was sealed by someone, which seemed consistent.

But the only problem is that it doesn't say where it is.

Even if it's nine out of ten that it might be that period of time.

"Looking for this totem mark, it is very likely that the mark of the ancient Da Cang tribe has records about this matter."

"Well, you can also check which era the Age of Apocalypse is!"

"This is difficult. Let alone the ancient times, there are countless epochs in the ancient times alone. Otherwise, it would be impossible to describe the vast years."

"With incomplete documents, looking solely for the Age of Apocalypse is undoubtedly fishing for sand in the sea."

"It doesn't matter, let's look for it together." Wang Ziyi said, was she looking seriously?

Even Qian Yuzi and Ghost Dao Sect were summoned, but when it came to the Apocalypse Era, no one knew about it.

Half a day later, Yin Wudi opened a stone carving and found the same mark on it.

"Here, here is the same totem mark."

Everyone came together at once.

"Quick, look what's written?"

"Is this a picture of mountains and rivers?"

It was really too blurry, and there were some patterns carved on it. Wang Changan looked at it like a mountain range.

"Times have changed, and mountains and rivers have not remained unchanged. This mountain and river pattern is useless."

"Hey, look, is this word for blood?"

Wang Xiaojue pointed to the blurry writing on it and said, the writing on it was too blurry, but there was a red dot and a writing there.

"Wait a minute, let me take a look." Qian Yuzi, Mr. Wei and others came closer. After all, they were older and had more experience.

A group of people carefully identified it and finally determined that it was not a word of blood, but a word of murder.

"Is this a warning? The word "sinister" has a wider meaning. It would make sense to say it represents a sea of ​​blood, but the uncertainty is too great."

Dongfang Mingyue said, if the word "sea" or "blood" is engraved on it, it is 100% related, but if the word "sinister" is engraved on it, who knows what it means!

"Is this the point? The point is that you can't see where the mountains and rivers are?"

Fatty Zhu responded.

"And have you discovered it? Although there are the same marks, the recorded materials are different. Is this different?"

"Oh, that's really possible!"

"I'll let you finish talking nonsense and good words." Wang Ziyi said.

Wang Changan looked at the stone slab and was greatly moved. Mountains, rivers and dragon veins are not dead things. They are born when they meet water and stop when they meet mountains.

Corresponding to the positions of the stars in the sky, time flies, stars move, and mountains and rivers change, everything is normal.

The ancient earth masters had their own opinion that dragon veins are invisible but have bones. The so-called bones are the special nodes and directions formed by the distribution of mountains.

This is also the special skill of the ancient tomb robbers. Look at the stars first and then the mountains, first the trees and then the soil.

Everything has yin and yang, and mountains also have yin and yang, often with unique characteristics.

Such as the three-color soil of Taihang and the red soil of Lingnan.

Wang Changan carefully looked at the direction of this mountain and river map. This mountain and river map also pointed out the stars in the sky. Although there were only a few, they were enough to identify the direction of the stars.

The more Wang Changan looked at it, the more he felt that this was the Xilong Ancestral Mountain.

Because he has been there and felt the direction of the dragon energy there.

The only thing that needs to be confirmed is to use Feng Shui physiognomy to identify the direction of the stars.

"What's wrong? Lao An has an idea?"

"It's a bit like Xilongzu Mountain. There are nine points here, which should represent the nine stars in the sky. The ancients would definitely use the star directions to understand the terrain."

"The only thing we need to be sure of is to go to Xilongzu Mountain and confirm it for ourselves."

"If we can determine it, we can know where the corresponding place in this mountain and river map is."

"So magical?" Yin Wudi said.

"Otherwise, if you think the ancients just carved and painted randomly, they must have mastered certain rules."

"Okay, Lao An, let's go there tonight."

"good."
Chapter completed!