Tomb Raider: From Awakening the Martial Soul to Collecting Treasures to Become an Ancient God

After looking at the broken insect path, Jin Suanpan pointed in a direction and continued to move forward.

The further into the valley, the wider the terrain became. The entire insect valley was shaped like a trumpet. There was already a faint mist flowing in front of it, which looked ethereal and quiet.

It was just that the place covered by clouds and mist was dead silent, but there was no sound of insects or birds, and no movement of the wind. This was the miasma of the tomb of King Xian.

Bai Yutang looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun was almost at its highest point.

According to the usual principle of the rise of yin and yang, when the sun is at its peak, the miasma will hide. However, there was a Huo family imprisoned in the tomb of King Xian. The immortal insects used the magic to make it produce miasma. Compared with other places, the miasma hides for a longer time. The miasma here can only hide for a moment before it is replaced by the miasma produced by Huo's immortal insects.

"Let's go. The time for the miasma here to hide and reappear is completely different from that of other miasma. The time is short. Rush in!"

Bai Yutang waited until the last trace of fog dissipated, and immediately led everyone to rush in.

None of the six people here are ordinary people. They are very fast and rushed through the miasma coverage in a moment.

After they rushed over, wisps of white smoke began to appear on the ground behind them. Obviously It was Huo's immortal insects that had begun to produce miasma to fill the gap.

"This miasma recovers very quickly. If an uninformed person came here, he would wait until the miasma subsided and slowly prepare before coming in. I'm afraid he would be surrounded by the miasma and lose his life halfway through."

Jin Suanpan's heart jumped when he saw the increasingly dense miasma behind him. Fortunately, they rushed over, otherwise it would be troublesome.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Just as Jin Suanpan was sighing, a sound suddenly rang out.

The old foreigner immediately drew his bow and arrow to be on guard, and Queqiaoshao also held the mirror box and fixed his eyes on it. A patch of flowering shrubs,

But the bushes were moving without wind, and the branches and leaves were swaying left and right,

After seeing the bushes, Quail Tip breathed a sigh of relief and put down the mirror box in his hand,

"It turned out to be dancing grass."

He motioned the old foreigner to put down the bow and arrow in his hand,

"This thing is usually no different from ordinary trees, but it has the ability to dance with the sound. Once it is startled by people or animals passing by, it will swing. It has no effect and no threat."

As the dancing grass shook, it gradually split into two clumps, and then a fiery red gourd carved from stone appeared.

The gourd was more than one meter high, smooth and bright red, and it had stood here for thousands of years without any fading or differentiation. It looked like it was newly polished, with bright and bright colors.

Jin Suanpan stepped forward and took a look: "This is made of natural fiery red ochre as the raw material, and it is also coated with a layer of insect repellent powder."

"Also, there is a mechanism underneath."

Just as Jin Suanpan was thinking about how to open this mechanism,

Bai Yutang brought Mu Jiexiongka to the edge of the valley, a rugged and steep cliff.On the edge of the mountain wall covered with countless vines,

He asked Mujie Xiongka to pull down all the vines, revealing a wedge-shaped temple built on the mountain. Built on the mountain,

This temple has two entrances, and the front door is entangled with vines countless times. The dead vines and fresh vines overlap and entangle, and the tiles and wood have collapsed in many places.

Jin Suanpan walked over and looked at the temple: "This is the hole of the nine turns to the mountain shore. There must be a trap inside."

Bai Yutang asked Mujie Xiongka to push away the vines in front of the door and back out of the broken door.

But they saw dense vines hanging down from the broken roof in the main hall, but it did not affect their clear view of the situation in the temple.

But they saw a black-faced clay statue of a god sitting on the altar at the top of the hall with an expressionless face, eyes slightly closed, and a black robe on his body, revealing a feeling of coldness and majesty.

Next to the statue stood two green-faced, fang-toothed clay mountain ghosts. One of them held a fiery red gourd, and the other held a toad.

Bai Yutang and the other two did not show much respect to the statue. Those who often traveled in the wilderness knew that when encountering abandoned Maoshen and wild Buddha statues, they should not be foolish enough to burn incense or worship.

This thing is purely a bad spirit,

They ignored the front hall and went straight to the back hall.

The back hall was built by digging into the mountain wall. It was a small stone chamber. After entering, there was a green stone screen in the middle of the stone chamber.

The green stone screen was painted with the image of the statue outside. The image was slightly dim and almost completely faded. Behind the statue was a natural texture of the entrance to the worm valley.

Bai Yutang stepped forward to take a look, peeled off the painting, leaving only the patterns formed by natural textures. This was one of the treasures in the screen of Bibao.

He put away the jade stone screen, revealing nine huge stone statues of toads arranged horizontally behind it. The mouths of these toads were open and closed, and each was facing different directions. There was a stone trough under the stone statue that could move. It was obviously a mechanism.

Jin Suanpan's eyes lit up when he saw the stone statue: "It is indeed the nine turns to the mountain shore. These nine toads just correspond to the number of nine turns."

"This must be the secret passage mechanism in the Zhenling Genealogy that leads directly to the sacrificial hall."

As he said this, he stepped forward to carefully explore it, and then opened and closed the mouths of the toads from left to right according to the number of nine turns, and then calculated the door to rearrange the stone toads one by one according to the corresponding direction.

When the stone statues were arranged, a dull voice was heard outside.

Everyone followed the voice and walked out of the temple. They saw that the big red gourd had split into two halves and fell to the sides. A stone door like a toad's mouth was exposed below. There were two copper rings on the left and right of the door that could be pulled up.

Mujie Xiongka stepped forward and opened the stone door. There was a narrow passage underneath.

After walking down the passage for a while, they found that there was a large-scale burial trench below.There were countless huge skeletons and ivory piled up inside. Bai Yutang sent out the water and fire soldiers to get all the ivory out. These things could still be sold for a good price.

There were countless skeletons piled up in this burial ditch. In addition to elephant bones and other beast bones, there were also a large number of human bones, horse bones and hunting dog bones.

Bai Yutang felt that there were probably no less than hundreds of thousands of skeletons in this long burial ditch of unknown depth.

You should know that the population brought by King Xian at that time was only 100,000 or 200,000. Even if the natives were conquered and used as slaves, the total number would definitely not exceed one million.

Damn, could it be that King Xian buried all the slaves in the country with him?

Bai Yutang felt a little scalp-numbing. Damn it, such a large-scale burial of slaves for a disagreement, even Jie and Zhou would have to say that they were knowledgeable and an extreme tyrant.

He was a little unsure whether King Xian was still alive. The resentment curse of hundreds of thousands of slaves during the burial was not an unclear resentment curse. The direction was too clear. Even if King Xian had a lot of cultivation and the remaining national destiny of the ancient Dian Kingdom, he would most likely be dragged down to the eighteenth level of hell.

But there was a problem. Such a large-scale burial would inevitably cause resentment. The stench of the corpses would definitely condense and turn this place into a ghost den. But now it was too clean, without the rotten smell. There was no resentment or yin energy, only endless bones filling the burial trenches on both sides of the corridor.

It looked like King Xian had used the magic to collect all the resentment, despair and pain.

The despair, pain and resentment of hundreds of thousands of people were used to perform magic. It seemed like he was doing something big.

Although Bai Yutang was shocked by King Xian's ruthlessness, he was not worried that his big move would affect him. As long as he could use the insect pill to extract the power of the magic before his magic was activated, no matter what he planned, it would be for his own benefit.

After the ivory was collected, they moved forward along the corridor built with large pieces of bluestone.

Halfway through the tunnel, we found a tunnel in the shape of a pit in front of the tunnel. When we used a lantern to illuminate it, we found that it was only a few meters deep. There were several long poles scattered around. There were joints on the long poles, which seemed to be connected together. However, after thousands of years, these long poles had already decayed.

Going forward along the tunnel that sloped downward to the end, we found a natural cave. The underground Snake River system converged in the cave. Bai Yutang took out the bamboo raft and asked Mujie Xiongka to prop up the raft and continue moving forward.

There are many huge stone pillars with branches and twigs like underwater corals in the water cave and underground river here. When you walk in, you can see that these are fossils formed by ancient trees. This is a fossil forest buried deep underground.

There are countless stalactites hanging from the top of the cave, and countless plant roots are entwined on it. The endless plant roots form a rare plant cave top.

"What is that?"

After passing through the endless fossil forest, Jin Suanpan pointed to a blue light that was not very bright but very widespread coming from the corner in front. The cold-toned light seemed to have no temperature and was filled withDeath and coldness,

When they reached the corner, Mujie Xiongka used a pole to support the bamboo raft and stopped it. Then everyone could see the scene in front of them clearly.

The water in the cave flowed into a larger cave here to form a wide dark river. There were faint white figures floating in the dark river. The cold blue light was the faint light from these figures shining on each other and connected into one piece.

After a closer look, those figures were all female corpses in white, but these female corpses were lying on their backs, with their hands open and hanging on both sides, and their legs bent up. The limbs were bent at an incredible angle, holding something, and just quietly drifting with the water.

Even the experienced Queqiaoshao took a deep breath at this time: "Why are there so many dead floating objects here?"

It's not that Queqiaoshao is timid, but this kind of dead floating objects in the water are inherently evil. There are still a lot of floating objects in the water. At a glance, there are at least hundreds or thousands of them. This is what we can see. There are many more floating in front that we can't see. No one knows how evil the front is.

Bai Yutang looked at the power of the magic. The dead woman sighed,

These women were forced to become the food for the immortal insects of Huo to produce miasma under the magic of Xian Wang. This ensured that the miasma covering the insect valley would continue for a thousand years. Their souls had long collapsed under the torture of the terrible magic spells. Now they were still tortured in their bodies and were just the remnants of despair.

It is said that killing people is not the end of the world, but in the hands of Xian Wang who is proficient in magic, death is not the end, but the beginning of despair. The collapse of the soul will not be the end of despair, and the remnants of the soul will still be tortured. Until everything returned to nothingness,

He took out the insect pill and asked Mujie Xiongka to paddle the bamboo raft to catch up with these dead floats. The insect pill turned, and the invisible suction fell on the dead floats.

The power of the magic on them turned into a series of dark blue light spots and fell into the insect pill.

The dead floats whose magic power was sucked out sank to the bottom of the water, and only a tiny pure white light spot floated up.

Wherever the bamboo raft passed, the dark blue light spots gathered into the ocean and fell into the insect pill.

Bai Yutang didn't know how many water floats there were in the place where he passed, thousands or tens of thousands? Perhaps he used all the women of his age to be the hotbed for nurturing the evil infants.

The insect pill, which originally had a reddish luster, now completely turned into a dark blue color, and the power in it seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation while it was constantly growing.

When the bamboo raft glanced at the dense sea of ​​dead floats, only a few dead floats were still floating in front of it. After absorbing all the power of the evil magic,

The dark blue light above the entire dark river was completely extinguished, and instead, a pale light illuminated the cave.

There were thousands of pure white light spots behind the bamboo raft. They floated in the air under the shining light like a cold sun.

".She..."

"It hurts..."

"Run..."

"Oh my god......."

The reverberation that was completely unable to form a complete expression sounded in everyone's heart with a painful wail, and the atmosphere of sadness enveloped the entire cave.

The three people from Queqiaoshao were already in tears at this time. They wiped away their tears with panic in their eyes, but they couldn't stop it. They were infected by this emotion and cried unconsciously.

Even Bai Yutang, who was determined to keep his mind, felt his heart lake slightly rippled and his nose was a little sour. Only Dan Bixiao was not affected at all.

Bai Yutang looked at the light spot behind him. This was the reverberation of grievance and despair left by these dead drifters for thousands of years. The final outcome of these reverberations was to dissipate between heaven and earth, but they were still unwilling to accept it after all.

He sighed and looked from his right eye. He took out the silver candlestick from his eye hole.

The light spots swarmed and fell into the silver candlestick the moment it appeared. (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

After all the light spots entered, Bai Yutang put the silver candlestick into his eye hole. He planned to use the silver candlestick to nourish the remnants for a period of time. Maybe he could repair some of their souls at that time. Even if they couldn't be reborn, they could be put into the underworld. What to do then would be a headache for the underworld itself.

As the light spots disappeared, the three people of Queqiaoshao stopped crying. When they wiped their tears, a trace of panic flashed in their eyes. This feeling of not wanting to cry but being unable to control it was really too terrible.

"That stone platform seems to be used for sacrifice? ”

Jin Suanpan wiped away his tears and found a stone platform on the left side of the river.

Bai Yutang asked Mu Jiexiongka to lean on it.

This stone platform was square and large in area. It looked very stable, but there was a lot of wet moss on it.

Under the wet moss, it was uneven and looked like there were reliefs. Jin Suanpan, Queqiaoshao and the other two carefully scraped off the wet moss, revealing one after another of the complex reliefs.

It seemed to record some secret sacrificial rituals in ancient times.

The most conspicuous one among the reliefs was a tall black-faced god with thick hair on his face and a skull in his mouth.

“This (Qian Nuo Zhao) is the statue of the god worshipped in the temple outside. ”

Jin Suanpan looked at the relief carefully: "This relief is at least three thousand years old. The time of King Xian is only two thousand years away from now. This god is the god worshipped by the local natives. But why did King Xian use the gods of the natives to build a temple and set up the nine turns to face the mountain shore?"

"Feng Shui is a very serious matter. Using the temple of the conquered natives not only fails to adjust the Feng Shui, but has the opposite effect. It doesn't make sense that King Xian, who is proficient in Feng Shui, would make such a mistake."

"That's not right. King Xian successfully adjusted the Feng Shui here. It's strange. What's going on?"

Bai Yutang listened without saying anything. He was not as professional as Jin Suanpan in Feng Shui. He couldn't figure out what was going on. He would know what was going on when he saw it.

He then looked down at the relief. Many of the reliefs in the middle were eroded and weathered, and could not be seen clearly. []

Only the lastA relatively clear picture shows a group of natives with feathers on their heads and long poles, riding on a small boat with a big toad tied to it, floating down the water in the fossil forest.

Several natives with feathers on their heads used a long pole to hang a big toad and stretched it into a hole on the stone wall of the fossil forest that was emitting billowing black air.

When the bamboo pole was pulled back, the toads had shriveled up and were lifeless.

And the last relief was a black-faced, cold and eerie god, surrounded by countless dead drifts seen by Bai Yutang and others. The traces of this relief were obviously newer than the previous ones. These were carved by the subordinates of King Xian.

"Using toads to worship the gods?"

"When King Xian came to power, they used dead floats for sacrifice?"

Jin Suanpan frowned: "No wonder King Xian used the temple of this god as a feng shui eye. It turns out that he did not destroy the belief in this god, but instead let the country worship it."

But Bai Yutang knew that this was not a sacrifice at all. King Xian killed all the mountain gods that the natives worshipped and collected their bodies directly.

The mountain god pattern on the relief actually represents the Huo family immortal insect.

But why use this image instead? Is there any deep meaning? .