The golden tree is the sacred object of the Yufu clan. Legend has it that a huge and mysterious world is hidden inside the trunk of the golden tree.
In that world, there are all kinds of powerful and incredible creatures and humans. Their bodies are extremely huge, up to a hundred meters long, and some of them even look more like legendary dragons.
But these creatures that only exist in legends are sealed in the trunk of the golden tree.
Every few years, the Yufu clan will hold a grand sacrificial event to pray for the sleeping creatures on the golden tree to bless the peace and prosperity of the entire tribe.
In the huge golden tree, Song Xing and others also saw a golden divine bird perching.
"Is that the Golden Divine Bird?" Everyone asked in surprise.
It was a golden bird whose whole body shone brightly, as if it were carved out of crystal, with a beautiful and dreamlike brilliance flowing all over its body.
Song Xing saw that the shape of this golden bird was exactly the same as the sun-negative golden crow that Xi Yao had discovered before.
This shows that they have really found the Yufu tribe’s clan.
Xi Yao looked at the sky above his head and found that an area above was also engraved with ancient Shu characters, so he read it word by word:
"In the first year of the fallen star, a divine stone descended from the sky and was sacrificed to touch it. I gained supreme divine power and became the incarnation of a god."
Bai Qing'er was surprised: "This seems to be talking about the mysterious stone in the golden coffin?"
Song Xing nodded: "Probably."
Bai Qing'er asked again: "But, why is there only one paragraph? What about the back!"
In fact, in addition to Bai Qing'er, Song Xing and Xi Yao are also very curious about the second half of the content.
According to the message, Yufu got a sacred stone that flew from the sky, and then placed the sacred stone in the trunk of the golden tree, and gained supreme power. Later, because the sacred stone was too important, the sacred stone was sealed inside the main body of the golden tree, and no one was strictly allowed to get close, otherwise they would suffer bad luck.
Now, the sacred stone that allows people to gain supreme divine power has disappeared.
"Isn't there any hint here?" Bai Qing'er asked eagerly.
"No!" Xi Yao shook his head.
Bai Qing'er suddenly felt disappointed: "Then there is no way to know where the sacred stone is buried? If you search like this, I'm afraid you will never find it."
"No, maybe, there is a chance." A flash of light flashed in Xi Yao's eyes.
His eyes scanned the surroundings.
Suddenly, he pointed to a wall: "Look, there is something over there!"
Everyone immediately looked there and saw a picture clearly carved on the wall.
It was a vast expanse of grassland, lush green.
On that vast grassland, there is a huge golden ancient city. The walls of the golden ancient city are densely engraved with text, but these words are very simple and only depict the outline of this golden city.
"No, this mural is not perfect and seems to be missing some key information." Xi Yao frowned.
"What's missing?"
Xi Yao solemnly said: "The sacred stone was finally placed on an altar. This seems to be the groove in the golden coffin, but this seems to be contrary to the text next to the golden tree, so I think maybe we need to Only by exploring this site can we get the answer.”….
So everyone began to search in this ancient temple that had been abandoned for thousands of years, trying to find more records about the Yufu clan's sacred stone.
When everyone walked down the altar, Bai Qing'er let out a sigh. Looking down, she found that there was a thick layer of dust on the ground of the entire hall. She felt strange in her heart:
"This palace is hidden deep in the mountains, how come there is so much dust?"
When everyone entered the hall, they were immediately attracted by the altar and the golden coffin, and did not pay attention to their feet.
After Bai Qing'er reminded him, he started to observe carefully.
"No, these dust are..." Song Xing's face suddenly changed: "This is... bones!"
Bai Qing'er and Xi Yao quickly came over to take a look. Sure enough, they could see something in the pile of dust.
There was something strange, and I suddenly felt creepy.
In this huge palace, the entire ground was covered with this kind of bone dust.
Xi Yao was a little unbelievable: "Are these all the weathered bones of human beings after death?"
He looked up and saw that it was also covered with dust.
Apparently, tens of thousands of bones were buried in this palace. It can turn bones into ashes. These dead people have been dead for at least more than a thousand years.
"What kind of race is this that has such a long history!"
Xi Yao murmured to himself.
Everyone continued walking along the altar. The further we walked, the weirder it became.
The amount of bone dust seems to be increasing. Until, after they stepped out of the door, they were completely immersed in the dust and couldn't tell the direction at all.
"Did there be a war in this palace that resulted in so many deaths?"
Xi Yao said: "The truth of what happened a thousand years ago is no longer known."
Song Xing stood alone inside the deserted palace, staring at the texture on the golden tree trunk.
The shapes of these lines kept appearing in his mind. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became.
These lines are actually exactly the same as those on the feathers of the Negative Sun Golden Crow!
"Could this be what the priest left before his death?" He thought to himself.
Immediately, Song Xing closed his eyes and started dancing slowly with his hands.
Waves of soft aura filled the air, gradually enveloping the entire palace. Under the influence of this force, the air temperature dropped sharply. At the same time, traces of flames began to appear out of thin air around the empty palace.
These flames are very strange. They are black, with scorching heat, but also exude an icy chill.
"The alternation of yin and yang?" Song Xing opened his eyes and chanted softly.
"Boom!" At this moment, a burst of thunder exploded from outside.
He stretched out his palm again, and in the void, the black and white air flowed, gradually converging into a group of black and white clouds, floating in the air.
[In view of the general environment, dark clouds are over the city and a storm is raging.
Song Xing slowly exhaled a breath, with a faint smile on his face: "Finally, this trip was worthwhile. The strong man who is about to be broken, every move contains the principles of heaven and earth, and he unexpectedly understood the Yin and Yang way of life and death."
"The coexistence of Yin and Yang, the interdependence of life and death, is the foundation of the great road of heaven and earth. This is a door to martial arts. Once you step in, the speed of cultivation will definitely double. But... Yin and Yang are mutually reinforcing and destroying each other. How easy is it to fully understand Yin and Yang?"
Song Xing pondered, thought for a long time, and finally gave up the plan of understanding Yin and Yang.
After all, the way of yin and yang is too obscure, and even if he has excellent qualifications, he cannot understand it in a short time. And this, on the contrary, will affect his future development.
As the saying goes, bite off more than you can chew.
Song Xing raised his head and looked at the golden sacred tree above his head. He had a hunch that there was some unknown secret hidden in this hall.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he looked towards the direction of the grotto, and said in a deep voice: "Since we are here, why hide!".
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