Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 147 Yelang is arrogant

The sword-tailed earth dragons couldn't catch up with him, and what attracted them was the aura emanating from the soul seeds at the beginning and the huge, fresh smell of blood from the corpses piled up on the ground after Bai Mo killed too many demons.

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

If more demons are attracted, it will really be over. If his soul seed had been successfully absorbed half a minute later, I'm afraid he would have been unable to escape without being seriously injured.

"Bai Mo, are you okay?"

"No, what about you?"

"Little Fengling and Daju protect me very well."

"That's good. If you have a problem, I can't explain it to Qingqing."

Lingling nodded slightly. Through the eye mask, she could vaguely see the retreating outline of the cave. She found that the terrain was different from when she came.

"Isn't this the way we came in?"

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

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

Bai Mo used more sound magic this time to allow the detection sound to spread far under the rock and soil. He was relieved when he found that those guys were eating the monster corpses and did not chase them.

He slowly stopped, put Lingling down, and said softly, "They are not chasing her."

"Then let's find an upward passage to the cave and leave."

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

You only need to go up and find the uppermost cave passage. Follow that passage to find a crack or hole leading to the ground.

Bai Mo nodded, and led Lingling to turn a corner at an intersection ahead. After spending some time, the two of them arrived at the topmost cave.

It is impossible to go back to the place where we first came down. The underground lava channels extending in all directions are simply more complicated than the city's sewers.

Coupled with the geotechnical barriers underground, positioning instruments and pointing needles also became malfunctioning.

The predecessors simply summed up the experience of getting out of here, so Bai Mo and the two were not anxious. Instead, they saw many strange monsters in the underground caves.

"There seems to be an exit leading to the top!"

After turning another corner, Lingling held the illuminated crystal ball 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 flicked it, and a wave of sound strings penetrated the crack and flew forward eight thousand meters, feeding back everything along the way.

"There is an underground space above. It seems to be a transfer station, but it does lead to the outside."

Bai Mo told the situation of this passage, then pulled Lingling, stepped on the ground waves, and entered the passage along the almost vertical cave wall like flying over the eaves and walking over the wall.

There were no twists and turns on the way up. After quickly completing the passage, the two came to another space.

When the light of the illuminated crystal ball diffuses throughout the dark space, it colors the surrounding environment.

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

At a glance, it is full of traces of human civilization.

Light blue stone tiles cover the ground, and the walls on both sides are also light blue, nearly five meters high, as is the dome.

The whole space is like a somewhat flat oval.

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

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

Their faces are covered with bronze masks and their faces cannot be seen clearly.

In the middle of the entire underground hall is a jade sculpture of a bamboo, which is so lifelike that even the tiny hairs of the bamboo are clearly visible.

On both sides of the sculpture, a total of four corpse-like things were 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 monster corpses or skeletons were scattered, obviously killed by something.

The time of death varied, and they may have crawled in from the tunnel they came out of just now.

It was these corpses that made Bai Mo alert.

"This seems to be a tomb, but it doesn't quite look like it." Lingling said, pulling Bai Mo to the edge of the wall and looking at the things carved on it.

There are abstract pictures and there are words.

The text seemed to be a lost ancient text. Neither of them knew it, but the pictures could be understood.

A person, a contract circle, and a bamboo

Bamboo grows and people die.

A group of people worship bamboo, and the bamboo shines, which seems to indicate change.

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

These pictures are no longer here, everything after that is just words.

The picture after the text is no longer related to the previous one, and seems to be about a country's fight against demons.

The two of them looked at it backwards. At first, they thought it might be a totem recorded, but when they saw the contract circle, they gave up the idea.

Totems cannot be contracted.

Lingling was about to print them on special paper and take them back for study, but Bai Mo heard a special noise and instantly pulled Lingling away.

"Ding!!!"

Three bronze swords roared and hit the place where the two people were standing. The blue stone brick was unscathed, but sparks were flying!

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

The strange wind howling eerily in the calm room!

There is another one that moves slightly faster and is already chasing the two of them!

It was the four human-shaped things that were lying next to the bamboo sculpture before.

"Why are there undead here?! Or a general!"

A wall emitting silver light stood in front of him. Bai Mo felt the cold aura and asked questions without being surprised.

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

"The undead at the warrior level will break away from their original appearance, but they still maintain their human appearance, and the evil wind they stir up is not as powerful as the undead at the warrior level. This does not seem to be undead magic."  "No?" Bai Mo was a little surprised, so he said Feel carefully with concentration.

It turned out that it was just as Lingling said. At the same time, he also discovered something, that is, every time these things attack, the masks on their faces will light up slightly.

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

In order to verify his conjecture, he reached out and took it, and the silver light suddenly shined in his eyes. The four unknown creatures that were still attacking were instantly restrained by the invisible hand of space and could not move.

With another thought, the masks covering the faces of these four humanoid creatures were easily taken off, revealing four vaguely identifiable oriental faces.

And these four corpses, after taking off their masks, seemed to have lost their power, withering and dying at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into dust on the ground.

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

He moved it to Lingling's eyes for her to observe, but Lingling didn't see anything.

He didn't feel any strong power on it, but Bai Mo wasn't discouraged. Just because he couldn't feel it didn't mean that others couldn't feel it. He could give it to Old Man Bao to check when he got back.

Putting away the bronze mask, Bai Mo and Lingling checked the entire basement again. The basement was neither big nor small, with an area of ​​two standard classrooms.

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

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

But there was nothing else, not even energy.

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

Not even a leaf can be shaken, as if this small bamboo jade sculpture, which is not tall, is as heavy as Mount Tai.

However, I managed to pull out a small stone bead from a leaf, but it was not very regular.

After checking the entire underground hall, Bai Mo still looked confused. Apart from the ones they just saw, there was nothing else in the entire underground hall, not even hidden compartments.

There is no mechanism to prevent tomb robbers. This does not seem to be a tomb.

"Lingling, do you have any guesses?"

Bai Mo saw Lingling looking thoughtful, so he couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Have you heard the story about Yelang's arrogance?" Lingling slowly finished her thinking and asked the question without answering.

"I've heard that legend has it that a long time ago, there was an ancient country called Yelang here in Qianzhou. A certain king of their generation was so proud that he was invincible. He single-handedly entered the Green Faced Ape Demon Empire in Fanjin Mountain, and finally angered the ape. The demon empire led to the destruction of Yelang."

"Such an arrogant ruler has alerted many emperors in the past dynasties of Kyushu."

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

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

This culture and the tradition of burial with one’s face both come from the ancient Yelang Kingdom. This underground hall is also shaped like a bamboo leaf. "

"Yes, then those words should record the real reason for Yelang's destruction."

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

"I'll know when I go back to look for information and translate it."

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 picked off the faces of the four ancient corpses.

"We'd better go out now."

"Okay." Bai Mo took out the bronze masks from his space and placed them one by one in the depressions on the stone door. When the bronze mask was embedded in the last depression, 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 off the mask from the stone door that was open, and then saw the stone door rumbling shut again.

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

The pair of eyes seemed to be staring at the two people walking away.

The further you go outside, the narrower the surrounding rock and soil passages become, and they gradually change from polished marks to pure natural rock caves.

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

When they saw the light of day again, the two of them found that they seemed to be on a mountain. The mountain was a bamboo mountain, and the bamboos formed a sea.

At the foot of the mountain is a slow river. Where the river meanders, you can faintly see a small town.

The sky is blue and clear, and the sunlight falling on the body and face is warm, like running water that is just right and hot, completely washing away the depression and coldness in the dark cave.

We only went in for a long time, and when we came out again, it felt like three autumns had passed.

When he came to the small town he saw on the mountain, Bai Mo discovered that it was a county town, not far from Zhuyang.

The two of them casually sat down at a noodle shop. After eating, they listened to the enthusiastic boss tell many interesting stories and rumors about Qianzhou during a few casual conversations.

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 when the Phoenix was weak. It killed the Phoenix and occupied Fanjin. All mountains.

Later, the descendants of the Phoenix were reincarnated and died together with the powerful demon with the flames that burned the sky.

"Don't believe it, our land in Qianzhou is so barren that it was the cause of that unprecedented war."

The boss boasted enthusiastically, Lingling just nodded, and Bai Mo expressed his belief.

But the boss muttered that the prettier she is, the more deceitful she is, and went to serve the next customer with a look of disbelief.

After dinner, the two of them headed to Zhuyang.

Lingling, who was eager to return to the Magic City to study those suspected words and pictures of Yelang Kingdom, was put on a plane to the Magic City.

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

Walking out of the airport, he came to the most famous Xiaomanyao in the city. As a judge, Bai Mo quickly met his target, 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 from me?"

As soon as he entered the living room, Feng Zhoulong saw Bai Mo sitting on the sofa in front of the coffee table and immediately said hello.

His expression was not as panicked as that of ordinary people who were called for questioning by the judge. Firstly, he had indeed done nothing wrong. Secondly, as the leader of the Yaodou Mage Tayan Division, he had a lot of dealings with the judge.

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

Bai Mo was thinking that maybe if he didn't believe that his cultivation was powerful, he wouldn't have told the Asian Magic Association about the fusion method in such a hurry.

(End of this chapter)