Seeing the blue figure on the mural, a biting cold wind roared in Bai Xiao's mind.

That was a memory that he would never forget for life: in his childhood, Bai Wuya once carried him on his back, and climbed to the top of the holy mountain with the wind and snow like a sharp knife, looking at the world on the clouds, and there was a blue figure far away, as if expanding the sky.

"Holy Mountain...Guardian God?"

Bai Xiao expressed the identity of the blue shadow in disbelief, but he couldn't understand why the guardian god appeared on this mural.

Similarly, Lan Lan didn't understand.

The girl frowned and took quick steps in front of the mural, constantly browsing the contents on the historical scroll, muttering words.

"The ancestor of all spirits...the spirit of nature, why do these two appear at the same time? Isn't she the spirit of nature? Who is this naked man? Who is this white robe? And..."

The girl said and walked, her mind was in a daze, and after a moment she hit someone with a bang.

Lan Lan was suddenly furious. Although it didn't hurt, it broke a vague idea in his mind.

At this time, who is so bold to disturb her thinking?!

The next moment, Lan Lan saw Qingyue's thin back without any surprise.

"Tsk, it's not the front?" Lan Lan tskated and was about to squirt, but Qingyue stopped her hand and pointed it in front.

"Lan Lan, look over there."

"Hmm?" Lan Lan was surprised to find that Qingyue's hands were surprisingly cold, and her skin was shaking slightly, as if she was excited and a little scared.

What did she see, so scared?

Following the direction of Qingyue's finger, Lan Lan raised his gaze and held his breath the next moment.

On the mural, a ball of purple-black meat balls are secreting mucus, and the dense holes on the surface are lit with fine eyes.

"Mother's Nest?" Lan Lan was finally a famous disciple taught by the eldest princess himself, and immediately recognized the identity of this ugly thing, "Is this talking about a war between humans and demons?"

Qingyue shook her head: "From the position, I'm afraid that all the things I just saw are parallel and parallel in this mural."

"Hmm? Parallel parallel?" Lan Lan frowned as soon as he heard this, "How can we classify these things into one category?"

Before he finished speaking, someone behind him gave the answer.

"It's all beyond heaven."

"Eh?" Lan Lan was surprised because it was Bai Xiao who answered her.

"Xiaobai, do you understand?"

Bai Xiao nodded. His position was far behind Lan Lan and Qing Yue, and his vision was much wider. From the beginning, he saw many strange objects side by side, so he found the answer as soon as possible.

"The demons are the most intuitive, needless to say, in addition, the person wearing a white robe and hiding his facial features in the shadows should represent the power of his wishes. His white robe and the light ball held in both hands have very typical religious characteristics, and the Holy Yuan Huangquan also resonates with that painting."

Qingyue nodded: "So that's it, then what does this half-wisted ghost look like to you?"

Bai Xiao said: "It's probably a genius. That ghost should be the afterimage left by the body passing through the space and time. Its true form cannot be fully presented on the plane."

Qingyue said: "That's true. Here I simply applied the coordinate conversion formula of the time and space domain, and the floor plan map obtained is 70% or 80% similar to it."

After hearing this, Lan Lan had already realized: "Is this the debate between the power of the ancient hundred schools in Xiaobai's dream before? I remember someone said that all the power of human beings comes from outside the sky..."

Qingyue said: "This mural should also be stating the same facts. The totem that symbolizes the power of ancient schools is listed parallel to the bottom, and even the demons are among them. It is unlikely that there will be a second explanation for this narrative logic."

Lan Lan still couldn't understand: "The white robe is the power of will, ghosts are magical, and naked men should be martial arts, so why would she be here too? Isn't she the spirit of nature?"

Lan Lan's focus has never left the blue figure.

For her, the patron saint of the Holy Mountain has too many meanings.

Qingyue shook her head: "I don't know either, I don't know her either... If you have any questions, I think you should ask Bai Wuya."

Of course, Lan Lan couldn't catch Bai Wuya, so she could only scratch her head in annoyance: "This makes no sense at all. How could she become a thing outside the sky? She should be the most authentic local creature. She is the guardian of the entire holy mountain..."

"Lan Lan, you're wrong. She was the one who had a grudge against the Fire King during the Elemental Dynasty. How could she be the guardian of the Holy Mountain in the Western Continent at that time?"

Qingyue said as she took out the Book of Misty and projected a document from it. It was the virtual world exploration report from the Holy Tube at the Chiyu Island Conference, which completely recorded the valuable information left by Bai Wuya.

When he came to the Fire King Court, he was entrusted by others to avenge others. And naturally there would be no other person to be appointed to dispatch him like this.

"Huh, I want to calm down a little, you can push the next thing, don't count me." Lan Lan said, reaching out to knead his temples while simply retreating from the mural.

Bai Xiao winked at Qingyue, and the latter immediately understood. The blood moon above his head lit up, and the earth under his feet rumbling, and several thick stone pillars rose up, holding everyone up and moving them upwards.

"Hmm?" Yuan Yi felt the shock under his feet and couldn't help but be surprised, "So I have one? I thought I had been forgotten."

Qingyue smiled and said, "This place is Shengyuan's home court after all. What strange things are there? I would like to ask His Highness the Prince to give me advice."

Yuan Yi sighed and said, "I'm grateful for my mercy."

In fact, Yuan Yi does have many ideas. As a student of Prince Shengyuan and Zhou She, his knowledge is far more profound than ordinary people's imagination, and he only made bad efforts for ancient historiography not long ago...

But even so, the records on the murals still exceeded his expectations and also exceeded his ability to bear it.

Looking at the simple and solemn lines and color blocks on the murals, Yuan Yi only felt the blood in his mind rushing like a tsunami, thrusting his blood vessels into a thunderous thunder.

And while washing, it seems that some amazing conclusion is about to emerge.

It has been inherited for decades of knowledge and has been transformed under the stimulation of brand new knowledge.

But before the results are completely hatched, Yuan Yi did not want to speak rashly, which was easy to mislead others and was easily misled by other people's feedback.

When Bai Xiao and others were making reasoning, let him maintain a transparent person's character.

However, Yuan Yi's wish was destined to be unfulfilled, because as the stone pillars rose, the content on the mural seemed to begin to expand upwards.

The bottom layer is the many ancient forces parallel, and there is no narrative structure in itself.

But as the murals extend, the scrolls appear dynamic scenes.
Chapter completed!