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Chapter 64: The Abyss of Fighting Souls (1)

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    This kind of speculation has been around for a long time, but it was only at this moment that Chu Nanfei finally figured it out. He had had fleeting thoughts before, but because he didn't understand the history, he missed it several times.  When the Nine-Gold King Seal of the Nine Meridians of Moluo was connected with the Nine Cauldrons cast by Emperor Yu, and after smoothing out all the experiences he had experienced, the answer seemed to come to light!

    If there were no golden cauldron drawings guided by the energy field information formed by the fusion of the Demon's Treasure Letter, memory fragments and the Five Elements King's Seal, if there were no reminders of unrelated historical events recorded in Professor Jiang's archaeological notes, if there were no numbers  Going through the turbulence of time and space and entering the mysterious space to see the historical events taking place, Chu Nanfei would never have connected Emperor Yu Lishui with the Moluo clan if Lunya had not disappeared without any reason in 54 minutes of sub-time and space.

    The mountain breeze is blowing and the mist is lingering.

    Under the clear moonlight, you can vaguely see the situation in the valley.  A winding snake-shaped stream flows leisurely into the distance, with lush shrubs and rocks on both sides. At the end of the line of sight are steep cliffs. Looking beyond the vast emptiness is the rolling mountain barrier, and the dead silence of the empty valley is interspersed from time to time.  There was the roar of the waterfall.

    If it is early in the morning, this place must be a paradise with excellent scenery, which is exactly the same as the scenery we saw before taking action.  Judging from this, the Zero Point Team has always been around the stretching valley and the boundless abyss primeval forest. However, due to the turbulence of time and space, they entered the mysterious sub-time and space and witnessed the vicissitudes of this deep valley, but they felt extremely familiar.  .

    "Boss, be careful of the ferocious beast. I'm scared!" The big-faced cat carried a tactical backpack and led Chu Nanfei in front. After an unknown length of rest, everyone's physical strength and energy were greatly restored.

    Chu Nanfei glared at the big-faced cat: "Don't worry, we will never encounter wild beasts again. All wild beasts and raptors have become sacrificial victims."

    "No way?"

    "Didn't you see the blood sacrifice of the beast god?" Chu Nanfei said bitterly. In the previous battles in the Moluo Forest and the battle in the Nine Nether Abyss, no beasts and raptors were found in sub-time and space. They thought this was a characteristic of sub-time and space.  , now it is speculated that it is because the beast god sacrificed all the beasts, causing all the beasts in the forest to be buried?

    This possibility almost does not exist, but it is an explanation. Although it is a bit far-fetched, it has enough reasons to support it.  Some things can only be done but not expected. The beast god of the Moluo tribe sacrificed countless beasts. The level of bloodshed was unprecedented and unheard of. Chu Nanfei will never forget that scene in his life.

    The big-faced cat had goosebumps all over his body: "You are always right, why is that guy so stupid? Why did he kill all the beasts in the forest and all the birds of prey in the sky? He is the best butcher in the world."

    Blood sacrifice is an ancient form of sacrifice, closely related to the primitive worship of the Moluo tribe.  The primitive worship of ethnic minorities in southwest China is diverse. For example, the nature worship of ethnic minority tribes in the Sanmiao area includes worship of natural phenomena such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the sun, moon and stars, and the worship of mountains, rocks and trees to mythical beasts and birds of prey.  , and different tribes were formed because of different worships.

    For example, the Chiyou tribe in ancient times was divided into eighty-one small tribes, the largest of which was Lei, who worshiped Feng Lei.  The smallest tribes abound, and they worship various totems, including giant trees, sacred mountains, strange rocks, white wolves, green oxen, frogs, bears, suns, eagles, and so on.  There are still legends and relics of the Eighteen Sun Tribes in northern Sichuan, which are obviously closely related to the primitive worship of the ancient ancestors.

    The original worship of the Moluo people inherited the legacy of their ancient ancestors, so it was divided into several levels: royal family, priests, warriors, mountain people, etc. Chu Nanfei didn't know much about this, but he could feel that the Moluo people  The tribe seems to worship "fire".  Whether it is the fire in the ancient cave of Mo Luo, the fire on the dozens of sky-reaching giant pillars in the altar square of Huangquan Temple, or the fire pictures engraved under the base of the hexahedral obelisk, they all show the possibility of this kind of worship.

    Chu Nanfei retracted his thoughts and looked at the winding stream in the deep valley: "The real history is more cruel and terrifying than you imagine. Do you know why the priest in 53 minutes of sub-time and space sacrificed the blood of hundreds of beasts?"

    "The big-faced cat said he belongs to the butcher!" Zhou Fanghua interjected, then glanced at Chu Nanfei's face: "They have always been cruel, that's why we fell into Lunya's trap."

    Chu Nanfei sighed. They only knew one but not the other. Don't blame the ignorant. He couldn't help but said bitterly: "From the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States to the Qin and Han Dynasties, the southwest region was ruled by Sanmiao and Yelang. The ancestors of Sanmiao were the Chiyou tribe.  Later, most areas such as Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Guangdong were controlled by the Yelang Ancient Kingdom, and there were 22 Fang Kingdoms, forming a powerful unified national system. They would also attack each other internally and merge with each other, and the wars continued to merge.  ?The mountains are undulating, the towering ancient trees are still there, the steep cliffs and rocks are exposed, and at the end of the sight is the Moluo Ancient Village.  The difference is that there is an extra river, a rushing river that is emptied by the waves.

    Jiang Yihan suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly glanced at his watch and found that the time was still at 23:54. He couldn't help but be shocked: "According to the nature of sub-time and space, the time dimension will not change. If this is the Death Valley that we entered before,  The time should be fixed at 16:43, but it is obviously early morning!"

    In other words, although the reference object of the location has not changed, the time has changed. It was dusk when we entered Death Valley, and only twelve hours have passed until now.  Chu Nanfei knew all about Jiang Yihan's group's previous experiences. He was squatting in front of Lu Meng's grave and thinking carefully. He suddenly looked back at Zhou Fanghua: "Are you sure you've been here before?"

    Zhou Fanghua nodded affirmatively: "Because Xiao Jiang and I saw Comrade Lu Meng's grave, we were sure that this is Death Valley. A large-scale mudslide occurred, so a river rushed out."

    Southern Sichuan is rainy, and the groundwater system is very rich. There are many underground rivers. A moderate rain can form a flash flood, which is a seasonal river.  But Chu Nanfei got up and walked around the grave, looking at everyone with a strange expression. Suddenly he lay on his knees and dug the grave with his hands, causing grass, gravel and soil to fly.

    Everyone was stunned, and Jiang Yihan hugged the almost crazy Chu Nanfei: "Old Chu, please wake up, Lu Meng is dead and you have to face the reality!"

    Chu Nanfei, who was covered in mud and water, broke away from Jiang Yihan: "Help me quickly, hurry up, this is not Lu Meng's grave, I dare to guarantee it with my head!"

    Jiang Yihan made a gesture, and the big-faced cat and Xianyu immediately came up to hold Chu Nanfei up. The two shouted at the top of their lungs: "Boss, Mengzi has been dead for almost half a month, you can't do this!"

    "Help me quickly!"

    "Nan Feiare you crazy again? Have you forgotten the grave that Xiao Jiang and I helped you bury!" Zhou Fanghua cried and hugged Chu Nanfei and started crying.

    Chu Nanfei pushed Zhou Fanghua away to get rid of the big-faced cat and salted fish, and threw himself on the ground to dig the grave: "I'm not crazy, I'm more normal than you! You are all wrong. This is definitely not Lu Meng's grave, because the time and space are wrong, according to the  Inference of sub-time and space This place is in the fragments of historical time and space. Have you all seen the Shang Dynasty army? You have also seen the bronze chariots and horses, as well as torches - if I guessed correctly, there should be many such tombs in the deep valley.  There should be a lot of animal bones, a lot of bones of people killed in battle!¡±

    Jiang Yihan, Zhou Fanghua and Jiang Yihan were stunned for a moment. Unfortunately, Chu Nanfei's words were right. The deep valley was indeed full of bones. They almost fled on the bones until they reached the abyss below the Moluo Ancient Village.  Gao Geming said that the geomagnetic conditions here are abnormal, and cumulonimbus clouds often form in the valley, thus forming a harsh thunderstorm microclimate environment, and all animals entering it will be killed.  Jiang Yihan still remembered that his submachine gun was struck by lightning and turned into molten iron.

    "Why are you still standing there? I want to see who is inside!" Chu Nanfei lay on the grave and kept digging the soil. The people around him did not move, and they all looked at Chu Nanfei's mechanical movements in awe.

    Who could it be if it wasn¡¯t Lu Meng buried inside?  Jiang Yihan and others hope that it is Lu Meng inside, which means they have successfully broken through. This is the real world time and space, not some 54-minute sub-time and space. But what Chu Nanfei wants to prove is not this. He hopes that it is not Lu Meng inside.  !

    Under the abyss of the deserted valley should be the altar of the Moluo tribe. This is the place where the beast god¡¯s blood sacrifice is made.

    "Call the temporary headquarters!" Jiang Yihan ordered hoarsely.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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