The giant elephant was extremely tall, its two tusks alone were three to four feet tall. Dozens of long and short bamboo spears were inserted all over its body, and gurgling blood poured down from the holes in the spearheads.
One of the hind legs had been smashed out of shape, and he was moving with difficulty.
Whoosh!
Another bamboo spear flew out of the forest and pierced the giant elephant's back hard.
Whoosh whoosh!
As if commanded, dozens of bamboo spears shot out of the air and fell one after another.
The white elephant covered in blood was stabbed like a hedgehog. It struggled to take a few steps forward, and suddenly fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the gurgling blood gathered into a river.
"wakaka!"
"Ah ha ha!"
Following a burst of weird laughter, a group of naked and wild-haired savages rushed out of the woods.
Each of them was bare-chested, with only a piece of animal skin tied around their waists. Each of them was tightly holding a handle tied with various bladed or pointed stone weapons, surrounding the white elephant in the middle. He shouted and laughed wildly while jumping up and down with excitement.
Lin Ji, who was so close at hand, seemed to have not seen him at all.
Lin Ji suddenly realized: "I am still in the secret realm at this time? But which world is this?"
At this moment, two savages supported a white-haired old man and walked closer. They took a wooden stick without a sharp edge and stabbed the tragically dead white elephant symbolically. Then they knelt on their knees and raised their hands high. He seemed to be reciting something silently, and then kowtowed heavily.
The other savages also knelt down at the same time, raising their hands and bowing their heads.
Just above the heads of the people who were prostrating, a faint cloud slowly gathered. As the savages kept kowtowing and chanting silently, the cloud gradually took on a shape, resembling a human but not a human, an animal but not an animal, and it seemed a bit like the woods behind it.
Is this... the most primitive power of belief or the origin of Taoism?
Just as an idea came into Lin Ji's mind, a gust of wind blew away the virtual image in front of him, as if a curtain was opened, and the scene in front of him changed again.
It was still the same blue sky, but it was so clean that not even a single cloud was visible.
The green woods have long since died, and the dark and twisted trees are like the devil's claws only clawing at the sky.
The surging river had long since dried up, and a long dragon with only white bones lying half-curved on the hot and shiny cobblestones. A series of cracks like tortoise shells exploded in the vast expanse of land.
In front of Lin Ji stood a huge stone more than three feet high. In front of the stone were placed the heads of three animals, some like cows, some like dogs, and some seemed to be a unicorn.
On both sides of the boulder, corpses with severed heads were stacked on top of each other, forming two hills. The top of the mountain of bones was filled with a faint black aura.
Under the leadership of a tall, thin, white-haired old man wearing a wreath of long feathers, hundreds of skinny old women, young and old fell to their knees and knelt down one after another to the huge stone.
Continuous murmurs of prayers and heavy prostrations with the head touching the ground formed intermittent wisps of smoke as thin as a game, which slowly gathered on the boulder, and the stone gradually gave off a gleam of light.
The light became brighter and brighter, forming a thick plume of smoke rising into the sky, coiling in the sky like a dragon and a snake.
As everyone silently chanted and bowed, the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, dancing faster and faster, and most of the sky was stirred up.
Click!
Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky.
The people on the ground became more pious, and the wind and clouds rolled faster, and the clouds gathering in the sky were suddenly torn to pieces!
Wow!
Heavy rain fell from the sky!
Everyone suddenly cheered, their eyes filled with tears of ecstasy.
Suddenly, the white-haired old man at the head looked at the cloud lines in the sky and then at the keel in the dry river bed.
So, under his command, the keel was placed in front of the boulder.
In the heavy rain, with a burst of more pious worship, the white keel also glowed with a layer of white light, and correspondingly, the hill-like human bones on both sides of the boulder also glowed with a black light.
Is this... the dragon ghost transformation?
Click!
There was another thunder, and his eyes flashed brightly.
Lin Ji looked again, and the scene in front of him changed again.
Still under that blue-tiled sky, still in that vast and boundless land.
A group of tall and burly men tightly surrounded a little old man with two long horns.
The leading strong man shouted loudly, and everyone picked up their swords and spears and stabbed them fiercely.
The old man suddenly bit his finger, raised it high to the sky and muttered something silently, and a tornado of wind suddenly gathered around him, and the wind rushed out with a roar.
Immediately the ground was covered with corpses and blood flowed into rivers.
The old man with long horns looked at the corpses on the ground and was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
At this moment, a long knife picked up by the strong wind fell from the sky and struck him on the neck.
With a grunt, his head fell to the ground.
The old man stared at the sky with a pair of big eyes, extremely disbelieving.
Click!
Another thunder suddenly sounded.
Could it be that this is... a public punishment from heaven?
Lin Ji looked up at the sky, then lowered his head again, and the scene in front of him changed again.
It was still the same blue-tiled sky, still the same endless wasteland, with tens of millions of people fighting desperately.
What is different from the previous scenes is that those figures are no longer animal skirts, leather clothes, bamboo swords and stone hammers. Some are wearing shining armor and riding one-horned horses, some are wearing robes and are floating high in the sky. With his shiny head open, he hid underground and made a sneak attack.
Some have animal heads on their necks, some have wings on their backs, some have dragons making rain, and some have black clouds.
Various magic powers are fighting endlessly, and the blue sky has been dyed red with blood, and then cracks have exploded, as if there were many layers that day, the color becomes lighter as you go up, and the blood becomes darker as you go down. concentrated.
when!
Suddenly, a dull bell rang in my ears.
All the scenes in front of me disappeared, and a vast fog came and dispersed with the wind.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a brief moment.
There was clarity before my eyes.
Lin Ji found himself sitting in a shabby little temple.
The dilapidated Buddha statue had collapsed long ago, and there were many bones covered in thick dust on the ground.
Where is this?
But is it still in a secret realm?
Lin Ji was still a little confused.
Looking down, I saw that half of the finger bones, which were as white as jade, had already turned gray and lost their luster, and the solid emblem was gone.
There was a faint sound of chaotic footsteps coming from five miles away.
All are mortal.
oh?
So, I came out of the secret realm?
"Master Liu, the small temple you mentioned is right in front." A rough-voiced man suddenly said.
"Okay!" another person replied, "Back then, when I went to Beijing to take the exam, I took shelter from the rain in that temple, but now I can't even recognize the road! Lead the way."
"Yes!" the first person replied.
Lin Ji was slightly startled. Why did those two voices approaching each other sound so familiar?
(End of chapter)
