Chapter 147: Arrogance

The sword-tailed earth dragons could not catch up with him, and what attracted them was the aura emitted by the soul seed at the beginning and the huge and fresh smell of blood from the corpses of many demons killed by Bai Mo, which were piled on the ground.

Bai Mo was also covered in cold sweat at this time. Fortunately, he did not choose to use a container to contain the soul seed, otherwise the little time just now would not be enough.

If more demons were attracted here, he would be doomed. If his soul seed had been absorbed half a minute later, he would have been seriously injured and would not have been able to escape.

"Bai Mo, are you okay?"

"No. What about you?"

"Little Fengling and Daju protected me very well."

"That's good. If anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain to Qingqing."

Lingling nodded slightly. Through the blindfold, she could vaguely see the outline of the cave gradually receding. She found that the terrain was different from when she came here.

"Isn't this the same road we came in by?"

"No, there is a group of demons blocking that road."

"Did you get rid of those sword-tailed earth dragons?"

Bai Mo used more sound magic power this time, so that the detection sound could spread far under the rocks and soil. He was slightly relieved when he found that those guys were eating the corpses of the monsters and did not chase them.

He slowly stopped and put Lingling down. He said softly, "They didn't catch up."

"Then let's find a dark cave passage that leads upwards to leave."

There is no maze in the cave. Although the cave itself is like a huge maze, it is not very difficult to get out of it.

Just go up and find the dark cave passage on the top level, then follow that passage and you will find a crack or hole leading to the ground.

Bai Mo nodded, and took Lingling to turn a corner at an intersection ahead. After some time, the two arrived at the dark cave on the top level.

It is impossible to go back to the place where we first came down. The underground lava passages that extend in all directions are even more complicated than the city’s sewers.

Coupled with the underground rock and soil barriers, the positioning instruments and pointing needles also became faulty.

Fortunately, predecessors had already summarized the experience of getting out of here, so Bai Mo and the others were not anxious. Instead, they saw many strange monsters in the underground caves.

"There seems to be an exit leading up there!"

After turning another corner, Lingling held the crystal ball of light and pointed at an irregular crack that was two meters wide on the left wall of the dark cave passage, which was more than four meters high.

"Let me see!"

Bai Mo stretched out his hand and a string of sound wave penetrated into the crack, flew straight forward for eight thousand meters, and fed back everything along the way.

"There is also an underground space above, which seems to be a transfer station, but it can indeed lead to the outer ground."

Bai Mo described the situation of the passage, and then pulled Lingling, stepped on the ground waves, and entered the passage by sticking to the almost vertical wall of the cave like flying over eaves and walls.

The process of going up was smooth and they soon finished the passage and came to another space.

When the light from the crystal ball diffuses throughout the dark space, it paints the surrounding environment with color.

Bai Mo and Lingling discovered that this did not seem to be a dark cave space.

At a glance, you can see traces of human civilization everywhere.

The ground was paved with light blue stone bricks. The walls on both sides were also light blue, nearly five meters high, and the dome was the same.

The entire space is like a slightly flattened ellipse.

There seemed to be something carved on the wall, but it was too far away to see clearly. In the front was a tall portal with a row of clay figurines standing on both sides.

The clay figurines were probably a little taller than Lingling, about 1.6 meters tall, but they were all dressed like adults. Their hair was tied up in a bun, and the style was different from the ones in the costume dramas Bai Mo had watched.

Their faces were covered with bronze masks, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

In the very center of the entire hall is a jade sculpture of a bamboo, which is so lifelike that even the fine bamboo hairs are clearly visible.

On both sides of the sculpture, there were four bodies that looked like corpses lying on a low jade bed.

The corpse's face was also covered with a bronze mask.

There was also a weapon beside him, which seemed to be a bronze sword.

On the ground, some broken and irregular demon corpses or bones were scattered, obviously killed by something.

The time of death was different, so they might have crawled in from the tunnel they had just come out of.

It was these corpses that made Bai Mo more alert.

"This looks like a tomb, but not quite." Lingling said as she pulled Bai Mo to the edge of the wall and looked at what was engraved on it.

There are abstract pictures and also text.

The text seemed to be an ancient language that had been lost. Neither of them recognized it, but they could understand some of the pictures.

A person, a contract circle, and a bamboo

Bamboo grows, people die.

A group of people worship bamboo, and the bamboo glows, as if to indicate that changes are taking place.

A group of people, huge bamboos, bamboo leaves all over the sky, and invading demons.

The pictures end here, and all that follows are text.

The picture after the text is no longer related to the previous one, and seems to be telling the story of a country fighting against demons.

The two of them were watching it backwards. At first they thought it might be a record of a totem, but when they saw the contract formation, they gave up the idea.

Generally speaking, totems cannot be contracted.

Lingling was just about to use special paper to make rubbings of them and take them back to study, but Bai Mo heard a strange noise and instantly pulled Lingling away.

"bite!!!"

Three bronze swords whizzed and hit the place where the two men had stood before. The blue stone bricks were unharmed, but sparks flew everywhere!

The three humanoid creatures turned around with swords in hand. There were strange lines on their exposed dark purple skin, and their empty eyes stared straight at the two people who flashed past.

A strange wind howled eerily in the quiet room!

There was another one that was a little faster and was chasing after them!

They were the four human-shaped creatures that were lying next to the bamboo sculpture.

"Why are there undead here?! And they are warriors!"

A wall emitting silver light blocked his way. Bai Mo felt the cold air and asked in surprise.

"I don't know, this seems to be the remains of an ancient kingdom." Lingling frowned as she looked at the four unknown creatures that kept attacking the space barrier.

"Warlord-level undead will leave their original images, but they still maintain their human appearance. Moreover, the dark wind they stir up is not as strong as that of warlord-level undead. This does not seem to be undead magic."

"No?" Bai Mo was a little surprised, so he concentrated and sensed carefully.

He found that it was just as Lingling said. At the same time, he also discovered one thing, that is, every time these things attacked, the masks on their faces would light up slightly.

It seems that what maintains their strength is not the special patterns on their bodies or the power within their bodies, but the mysterious bronze mask on their faces.

In order to verify his guess, he stretched out his hand, and the silver light in his eyes suddenly shone brightly. The four unknown creatures that were originally attacking were instantly restrained by the invisible hand of space and could not move.

With another thought, the masks covering the faces of the four humanoid creatures were easily removed, revealing four vaguely recognizable oriental faces.

After taking off their masks, the four corpses seemed to have lost their power. They withered and died at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dust on the ground.

Bai Mo's brows twitched, somewhat confused. He carefully moved the four bronze masks in front of him and examined them carefully, but found nothing.

He moved it in front of Lingling and asked her to observe it, but Lingling didn't see anything either.

Although Bai Mo did not feel the powerful force on it, he was not discouraged. Just because he could not feel it did not mean that others could not feel it. He could go back and ask Old Man Bao to check it.

After putting away the bronze mask, Bai Mo and Lingling began to inspect the entire basement hall. The basement hall was neither too big nor too small, with an area of ​​about two standard classrooms.

The first thing to be inspected was the clay figurine next to the stone gate. Bai Mo was really worried that these things could move.

It turned out that this was just an ordinary stone figurine, and on the bamboo carved from jade, the two only found that it would flash light occasionally, and the light seemed a little strange.

But there is nothing else, not even energy.

Bai Mo tried to put the jade carving into the space, but he found that it was extremely heavy and even his mental strength was unable to move it.

Not even a leaf could shake it, as if this not-so-tall jade carving of bamboo was heavier than Mount Tai.

However, I did manage to take a small stone bead off a leaf with great difficulty, but it was not quite regular in shape.

After checking the entire underground hall, Bai Mo was still confused. Apart from what they had just seen, there was nothing else in the entire underground hall, not even a secret compartment.

There are no mechanisms or magic arrays to prevent tomb robbers, so this doesn't seem to be a tomb.

"Lingling, do you have any guesses?"

Seeing Lingling seemed to be deep in thought, Bai Mo couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"Have you heard the story of Yelang's arrogance?" Lingling slowly finished thinking and asked instead of answering.

"I've heard that a long time ago, there was an ancient kingdom called Yelang in Qianzhou. One of their kings was so conceited that he was invincible that he single-handedly attacked the Green-Faced Ape Demon Empire in Fanjin Mountain, which eventually angered the Ape Demon Empire and led to the destruction of Yelang."

"This arrogant ruler has alerted many emperors throughout the history of Kyushu."

Lingling nodded slightly, pointed at the murals on the wall, then pointed at the clay figurines wearing bronze masks, and finally said:

“I suspect this is a relic of the ancient Yelang Kingdom. There are many places in Qianzhou with legends and stories that reveal the worship of bamboo.

This culture and the tradition of burying people with their faces covered come from the ancient Yelang Kingdom. The shape of this underground hall also resembles a bamboo leaf.”

"Really? Then those words should record the real reason for Yelang's demise."

Bai Mo nodded thoughtfully. Many stories and legends had long deviated from the original facts, and some were not even true at all, so he said this.

"I'll go back and look for the information and translate it, and then you'll know."

Lingling looked at the stone door in front of her. There were four depressions on the stone door, which looked very much like the ones Bai Mo had just taken off the faces of the four ancient corpses.

"Let's get out now."

"Okay." Bai Mo took out the bronze mask from his personal space and placed it one by one in the depressions on the stone door. When the last depression was embedded with the bronze mask, a rumbling sound was heard.

The stone door in front of him slowly moved to both sides and finally opened completely.

Bai Mo took Lingling out, and then took the mask off the stone door that was open outwards, and then saw the stone door slam shut again.

On the front of the stone gate, there are four human faces carved.

Those pairs of eyeballs seemed to be staring at the two people who were walking away.

The further you go out, the narrower the rock and soil passages around you become, and they gradually change from traces of polishing to purely natural rock caves.

It seems that it is indeed a small relic, and the door outside is not a passage leading to other civilization ruins.

When they saw the light of day again, they found that they seemed to be on a mountain. The mountain was a bamboo mountain with lush bamboos forming a sea.

At the foot of the mountain is a slow-flowing river, and where the river bends, a small town can be vaguely seen.

The sky was blue and clear, and the sunlight fell on my body and face, warm as running water of just the right temperature, completely washing away the depression and coldness in the dark cave.

I had only been in there for half a day, but when I came out, it felt like three autumns had passed.

When he arrived at the small town on the mountain, Bai Mo realized that it was a county town not far from Zhuyang.

The two of them sat down casually in a noodle shop. While eating, they chatted for a few words and listened to the enthusiastic boss tell many interesting stories and rumors about Qianzhou.

Like a singing stream.

Another example is the phoenix that fell in Fanjin Mountain. It is said that Fanjin Mountain was originally the residence of a phoenix. Later, a powerful demon took a fancy to it and attacked it when the phoenix was weak, killing it and occupying Fanjin Mountain.

Later, the descendants of the Phoenix were reincarnated and died together with the powerful demon in a sky-burning flame.

".Don't you believe it? The reason why our land in Qianzhou is so barren is because of that great war."

The boss boasted enthusiastically, Lingling just nodded, and Bai Mo said that he believed it.

But the boss muttered that the prettier the woman, the more likely she is to lie, and went to serve the next customer with a look of disbelief on his face.

After dinner, the two went to Zhuyang.

Lingling, who was eager to return to the Magic City to study the characters and pictures that seemed to be from the Yelang Kingdom, was sent on a plane to the Magic City.

Bai Mo took the nearest flight to Yaodu and flew to Yaodu.

Walking out of the airport and coming to the city's most famous slim waist, Bai Mo, with the identity of a judge, quickly saw his target this time, Feng Zhoulong.

This is a man who looks to be in his thirties, wearing a white coat, with a solemn expression and a meticulous temperament.

"Hello, Judge Bai, what do you want to talk to me about?"

As soon as he stepped into the reception room, Feng Zhoulong saw Bai Mo sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table and immediately greeted him.

He didn't look as flustered as most people who were called in for questioning by the Inquisition. Firstly, he really hadn't done anything wrong. Secondly, as the leader of the Monster City Mage Tower Research Association, he had a lot of dealings with the Inquisition.

Thirdly, his super-level cultivation gave him the most important confidence.

Bai Mo was thinking that maybe if he didn't believe in the strength of his own cultivation, he wouldn't be so anxious to tell the Asian Magic Association about the fusion method.

(End of this chapter)