snake coffin

Chapter 751 Reproductive Worship
From He Ku, and a few words from Awen and Mu Qi, I can vaguely know that the snakes of existence and nonexistence seem to have no body, and Mo Xiu is their pioneer.

The Hidden World Sect where Mu Qi is located seems to be more concerned with dealing with the emergence of the snake of presence or absence.

The consciousness left by the main body snake in the snake coffin also said that the creatures on the surface have to face not only the existence above the sky, but also the existence of the underground.

Human beings have done a lot of exploration of the sky, but they have also done a lot of exploration of the earth itself, but most of them have produced no results.

For example, the Kola Chaoxue drilling back then was stopped after digging to a certain position.

What was dug up in the end was not deciphered, and what was left was only rumors of some devil or unknown creature dug up.

I didn't believe it before, but now the innate people do live underground.

And now, I have arrived at the Nanxu underground...

I turned my head and looked at the altar around me that towered into the sky like Motian Ridge. The black stone above the altar was like a huge sun, shining light on the tomb ruins.

If my guess is correct, judging from the fact that the two small black stones that Mu Qi took out were no longer lit after they were closed, the light will gradually weaken after the black stone reaches a certain level.

In other words, the black stone on the altar really has day and night just like the sun.

Moreover, there is just the right and very suitable temperature, and even because of the water vapor, the middle part of the altar is still covered with water mist.

This is like a complete underground world!

"The sky is round." Moxiu hugged Ah Bao, followed my gaze, and looked at the illuminated black stone: "That black stone is the most important. The innate people live underground, even though they use the underground magma as light." , but it is still not as easy to use as this black stone, so Madam Long has always wanted the three-legged Golden Crow."

But the black stone seemed to be half-hanging on the top of the altar, neither sinking nor falling, nor shifting, as if it was shining on the heaven and earth of the altar.

"Let's go?" Seeing that we were not moving, Niu Er said in a deep voice, "You can't go up to the top of the altar, and Mu Qi has never gone up."

I found these great sects quite interesting, as if there were quite few people there.

Qian Shizong So far, I have met Niu Er and Mu Qi.

The people of Wentian Sect can even be counted with two slaps.

In fact, in the Yisheng Sect, there may only be one Qingzhe, and the others...

Maybe it's her branches one after another.

And they don't like to use honorific titles, just names.

But if Mu Qi doesn't cooperate, we don't need to stay at this altar any longer. I took a look at Mo Xiu, and Ah Wen pulled Yu Gu Yue, and followed Niu Er to the God Mother's Eye.

Niu Er also carefully avoided the middle of the jungle, but followed a specific route, which was the edge of the huge head.

This will stand on the edge of the clump, and the shape of the head is invisible, but there is also a clear boundary.

Those huge and colorful spores, even if the spore powder floats outside, the largest ones that grow out are no more than palm-sized ordinary mushrooms. They are not like those fungi that absorb the head of the goddess. Picking a random one is so big that it can be used as an umbrella. .

When Ah Wen saw us looking at the jungle, he said: "You can't understand the Goddess from the current mythological system, but you can think that the Goddess is..."

When he said this, he raised his foot and said softly: "This is the earth itself."

This metaphor is a bit scary, I can't help but lift my foot, trigger the streamer, and hang in the air.

Seeing me hanging in the air, Moxiu got up helplessly and slowly: "This is just the real body, just like Qingzhe's real body is Xunmu, rooted in Jiufeng Mountain, but she is a human body re-cultivated by the soul, and can continue to work without the body." roam."

"And the true form of the Goddess Mother is too huge, so even if she cultivates into a human body, she is still..." Mo Xiu came here, hugged Abao, and took a difficult look at the towering jungle next to him: "She is still a god!"

"So the eyes of the Godmother are rumored to be able to see directly the heart!" Ah Wen did not rise up in the air, but followed Niu Er from below: "Actually, we are all just parasitic on the body of the Godmother."

The word "parasitism" he used made me a little uncomfortable with it.

It seems that we are the bad beings, and even if the Goddess devours everything she created, there is still nothing wrong with us.

Mo Xiu also pulled me down slightly and sighed: "When a whale falls, everything comes into being, let alone the goddess."

I don't want to discuss this issue anymore, but silently followed Niu Er to the God Mother's Eye.

How big is the South Ruins, and I have only seen one of the Liuhe until now.

When we came, we walked through the fracture of the skull, so it was quite fast. It didn't take too long to reach the Eye of the Goddess.

On the way Niu Er saw wild flowers on the side of the road, he would pick the beautiful ones and tie them into bunches.

From time to time, I tied a garland and handed it to A Bao with a silly smile, or handed it to me.

Once Yu Guyue broke away from worshiping the Goddess, although her IQ has grown a bit recently, she still has the heart of a child, picking flowers with Niu Er.

I found that after Mu Qi appeared, Niu Er seemed to have lost his soul again.

This is probably why he wears a mask every time he goes out to do errands.

Without that majestic mask with some religious overtones, Niu Er's face would be a simple and honest smile like a village guard, and Qian Shizong would lose all majesty.

When he took us there like this, it didn't feel like going to see the Eye of the Goddess at all, but rather like an outing.

And looking at his simple and honest smiling face, I couldn't help but think that when the snake coffin incident happened, even Long Qixu and his wife never thought of looking for me.

Only Niu Er went deep into the back mountain to find me.

At that time, I was just Long Ling; and he was just the village guard of Huilong Village.

Now he is Qian Shizong's Niu Er, and I...

I don't know who I am anymore.

I don't know who I am now, I don't know who I was in the past, and I don't know who I will be in the future.

After arriving at a position, Niu Er suddenly stopped, put on the horn mask, and danced like a witch, saying "ahhh" in a language I couldn't understand.

Now his horn mask was shaking from side to side under the light of the black stone, and I suddenly found that something was wrong.

Although the top is curved like a bull's horn, it's not as sharp as a bull's horn, but it's even in thickness.

And the horns are not bent downward, but like buffalo horns that grow downward, bending on both sides of the cow's head.

But on the side, there are still lines running horizontally, and in the middle is the mask with eyes, nose, and mouth exposed.

Such a large horn mask, and it is made of bronze, must be quite troublesome to make, and very tiring to wear.

So I don't understand why it has to be made so big.

In this regard, Bashan's vertical-eye masks are very practical, especially those golden vertical-eye masks, which are as thin as a cicada's wing and won't be too heavy to wear.

Perhaps, as the original snake said, the dragon spirit was tired, so it was made smaller.

Niu Er's witch dance is different from Bashan's, but somewhat similar, as if all movements and Bashan's witchcraft are reversed.

Mo Xiu had also seen the Bashan Witch Festival, so he looked at it curiously.

Maybe I stared at Niu Er's mask for too long, Ah Wen suddenly said in a deep voice, "That's not a bull's head mask."

I was a little dazed when I heard it, wondering if it was some other strange beast?

In Mo Xiu's arms, he was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so Ah Bao, who had been well-behaved for a long time, was a little strange about this kind of thing that overturned his cognition: "But it's just a pair of horns?"

"That's the shape of the womb." Ah Wenchen looked at me and said softly, "It represents the power of reproduction and the worship of the Goddess who conceives all things."

(End of this chapter)