Chapter 46 Mysterious Pattern

Xiahou Tianyou carefully observed each mural. The mural painting is rigorous, the painting skill is skillful, the paint is also excellent, and the characters are lifelike, and there is nothing special.

Isn't it what I thought?

Xia Houtian can't help but have this question, but in terms of painting, these murals are rare masterpieces. Unfortunately, in a difficult situation, Xia Houtian does not have much desire to watch.

Nothing was found on the mural. Xia Houtian turned his eyes to the relief. The relief was ten meters high, and the carving was the dragon picture of the giant beast. The giant beast was similar to the monkey. The only difference was a pair of red eyes, and there was also a trace of scarlet flashing in his eyebrows.

The eyebrows of the relief attracted the attention of Xia Houtian. He rubbed a few times and climbed to the head of the giant beast.

Under the touch of the hand, a trace of warmth came into the fingers, with a slight trace of warmth, and then wiped the eyes of the giant beast, but it was a feeling of cold.

"It's strange that this is obviously made of the same substance. Why does it give people such a big difference in feeling?"

Xia Houtian thought for a long time, but didn't think of anything. He got close to it and carefully observed the red bble in the middle of his eyebrows.

Compared with the eyes of the giant beast, the red boulder in the center of the eyebrows is more crystal clear and relatively small, like bright red blood, scarlet, while the eyes of the giant beast are the size of eggs, and the color is turbid, faintly emitting a trace of cold air, making the red more gorgeous, like cinnabar.

"Is it possible that a guess comes to Xia Houtian's mind, which can cause different changes in the same kind of matter in the same environment. There is only one possibility, that is, it is man-made.

After icing this, Xia Houtian moved and fell to the ground. He grasped the legs of the giant beast tightly with both hands and pushed it to the side.

Xiahou Angel had the strength to eat milk, but the giant beast did not move at all, and even a trace of shaking did not appear.

"Am I wrong?"

Xia Houtian showed doubt on his face, and his heart was full of puzzlement. He put his hands on his chest, looked up and stared at the eyebrows and eyes of the giant beast, and meditated.

Xia Houtian has a feeling that the problem is in the eyes and eyebrows of the giant beast. If you want to escape from this place, you must figure this out.

Unfortunately, Xia Houtian is very unfamiliar with the history depicted in the murals. He can't know the name of the giant beast, let alone make a judgment from it. However, no matter how Xia Houtian observes, he still doesn't find anything.

Suddenly, the eyes and eyebrows of the giant beast seemed to change a little, as if a pattern had formed, similar to the shape of a pentagonal prism.

Xia Houtian rubbed his eyes. Fa Jue was not an illusion, and he stared at the pattern tightly.

The pentagonal prism gradually turned upside down and turned into a circle. The eyes of the giant beast were like two semi-circle circles, the center of the eyebrows were like a dot, and a more strange pattern was formed, irregular, like a ghost charm, which made Xia Houtian feel very strange.

"What does this mean? What does it mean?"

Xia Houtian didn't understand what this meant. He subconsciously slid according to the trajectory formed by the pattern. As the pattern was drawn, a faint aura fluctuated out.

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Xia Houtian seemed to suddenly catch something, and the true qi gushed out, and a pattern composed of true qi appeared, but nothing happened, not as Xia Houtian thought.

The development of things is more and more beyond Xia Houtian's cognition. Exquisite murals, huge beasts, strange history, and this strange pattern. It seems that everything makes Xia Houtian sink deeper and deeper into the unknown world.

Unfortunately, Xia Houtian has no choice. Some just move forward bravely, and some only have that hot heart.

Xia Houtian took a deep breath and waved his hands according to the pattern at the same time. The strange pattern flashed again. The difference was that the pattern seemed to be powerful, and the aura around him swarmed desperately, as if something was attracting them.

With the improvement of the pattern, the dazzling light scattered, and the embossed giant beast seemed to come alive. Looking up to the sky and roared, the dragon that was originally wrapped around his waist fell, splashing dust all over the sky.

Xia Houtian immediately held his breath, and the wind spell came out. A gust of strong wind blew through, blocking the dust, and four square slabs fell to the ground, revealing four square gaps.

Xia Houtian used to touching the bridge of his nose, looking at the new situation, and thinking about it carefully. He has now preliminarily concluded that these slates are absolutely related to the way out, but what the specific situation is, you still need to have a try to know.

The four defects are located on both sides of the giant beast, like a square array, wrapping the giant beast. Previously, due to the coverage of Panlong, it could not be seen. Now, it is found that each defect is about a few centimeters deep and half a meter in size.

If you look carefully, there is still a stone wall. Under the knock, it makes a "bang" and "bang" sound, and it doesn't want to be a hollow wall. It should be solid.

However, Xiahou observed several times in the cave, and did not find anything that matched the four defects, which made Xiahou Tian more confused. He didn't know how to use it to find a way out.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Xia Houtian's mind, and the ghost-like pattern was drawn again, but as soon as the pattern was completed, four silver lights shot out of the missing four squares. The speed was extremely fast, and it was in front of Xia Houtian in a blink of an eye.

Xia Houtian's eyes were tight, as if they were open and closed. His hands and five fingers were connected, and ten rays of light shot out. It seemed that he didn't feel enough. He waved his sleeves, and the two swords of Qingsong and Qingtian circled out, protecting his expression and wandering.

However, a strange thing happened again. The silver light seemed to be controlled by someone. The direction changed, shook Xia Houtian's attack, and attacked Xia Houtian's side.

The silver light showed its original appearance. Xia Houtian's face was shocked, and the flying sword seemed to pause for a while, and then broke out of the air, with the intention of defeating the silver light.

"bang" "bang" several times, the silver light object was knocked back and deeply fell into the wall.

Pulling out the silver light from the wall and looking carefully, Xia Houtian's face darkened, but with a trace of surprise and doubt.

As soon as the divine consciousness moved, the bone spurs from the skeleton appeared in his hand. Under the careful comparison, Xia Houtian found that it was the same material, but presumably, the silver light thing was a little rotten, but the bone spur was still the same as before.

"I don't know how this thing is refined. If it is not the erosion of years, it is not something I can easily deal with." Xia Houtian thought to him that his consciousness moved and included them into the "Hongmeng Realm".

The eyes moved to the relief again. The same pattern turned out to be different, and the scene in front of him was even more complicated.

All the mysteries point to this strange pattern, but no matter how Xia Houtian looks at it, he can't guess what it means.

Xiahou Tianpan sat in front of the relief, and countless pictures crossed his mind one by one. His forehead was gradually covered with sweat beads, and bean-sized beads of sweat dripping on the ground, making a crisp sound, which was particularly loud in the quiet cave.

Undoubtedly, Xia Houtian saw a mural and suddenly stood up and was about to go up.

This mural depicts a group of people worshipping a giant. The giant looks up at the sky and reveals a sense of sadness. On the altar, at the foot of the giant, there is a huge strange pattern, which is exactly the same as what Xia Houtian saw.

"Is this a tribal totem?"

As far as Xia Houtian knows, in ancient times, human beings were still very weak. At that time, hundreds of races were competing, and some weaker races would be attached to the strong to survive.

However, the characters in the painting, whether they are giants or worshippers, are not some of the races known to Xia Houtian.

These people have thick hair, seven feet tall, wearing strange clothes, and raising their hands above their heads, as if they were saying something.

Then, Xia Houtian looked at the next mural, depicting a woman kneeling in front of a group of people, protecting a child in front of her, as if she was begging for something, but it should not be a good thing to see other people's faces open angrily and holding a blade in their hands.

After reading the murals one by one, I found that there seemed to be no connection. Except for the strange patterns in the first mural, the rest did not appear again. If it was a tribal totem, there must be such a situation, so Xia Houtian denied this speculation.

These murals seem to tell the survival of an ethnic group, as if there is no connection, but Xia Houtian sees a little strangeness.

He noticed a detail, that is, the people painted in the mural are not the same tribe. Some are short, some are tall, and one is even a woman. In Xia Houtian's view, it should be five tribes. The only thing that most of them are giants appear, and they are all high.

For giants, Xia Houtian knows something about them. It is said that these giants are born from heaven and earth, and their power is infinite. The mountains, rivers and rivers are like walking on the ground. It is just a finger. The magic power is powerful and the life expectancy is extremely long. Many races are sheltered under them, and almost nothing can cause harm to them. Unless they want to commit suicide.

But I don't know why all the giants suddenly disappeared, which led to the hegemony of the hundred races behind.

Countless races annihilated in the long river of history, leaving only three major races to coexist, namely, the human race, the demon clan and the demon clan. The other weaker ones are all attached to the three major races, among which the human race is the weakest.

Although the human race is weak, it is good at learning, while the demon race is naturally strong and good at fighting, while the demon race is mysterious and understands the aura of heaven and earth.

The history behind it seems to have been erased. It is just that the ancestors of the human race fought and finally defeated the other two races, but the specific situation is not described.

To this day, the demon clan has rarely appeared. Only the demon clan has survived until now, but it is also lingering and rarely appears in front of people.