Arad's crooked savior

Ye Lin patted his sleeves, knelt down on one knee, and flattered loudly: "I would like to say hello to the miko. I wish you eternal youth, beauty like a flower, and all the best."

"Well... get up, I already know your intentions. As long as you stay with me, be diligent and capable, and work day and night, your benefits will naturally be indispensable." Xiaoyu proudly raised her white chin and raised her cotton boots. , let him stand up with support on his instep.

After joking with each other, Askar slowly unfolded the scroll. The scroll was painted more than two thousand years ago and was preserved using a special secret method. It contains a trace of divine power, so it is still complete and as new as today.

But only a third of the scroll was opened when Xiaoyu and the others' expressions changed. This was not a portrait of the first generation of shrine maidens. This was clearly a "Devil Atlas".

The width of the scroll is about two feet, and the length when opened is also about two feet. The artist is extremely skilled. In the painting, there are countless densely packed and bizarre creatures gathered together, all of them cruel and violent.

There are black snakes that are weirdly twisted, with clearly visible scales, and the snake's eyes are even more fierce. There are also wolf-like creatures with sharp claws and fangs that are biting human limbs. There are giant insects crawling on the ground, and buildings are collapsing wherever they go. , humans fled in panic...

If Aska hadn't told people in advance that this was a portrait of the first generation shrine maiden, no one would have doubted that it was a scroll of hell.

wrong!

The hell dimension is now being tidied up by Naiyali. The male demons are all gentlemen and the female demons are all ladies. They are all polite and the brainless dirty things have been cleaned up. It is not like what is depicted in the picture. Oops.

After Aska waited for them to come to their senses, he unfolded the middle third of the scroll downwards. Suddenly, there was a glow, and a fresh and awe-inspiring breath came to his face through the scroll.

It was a divine dragon flying in the sky. It was shining, clear and huge. It also had extraordinary spirituality in the picture. Wherever it passed, the monsters disappeared, fled and were annihilated. The sky was clear and clean.

Unconsciously, Siatt and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.

Because they spend time with Xiaoyu and take adventures together, they have all seen the projection of the dragon summoned by Xiaoyu, which is exactly the same as the one on the scroll.

The last third of the scroll was opened in one breath. It was a half-length portrait of an elegant and beautiful witch. Her clear eyes were slightly raised, as if she was staring at something.

Her face is delicate and small, delicate and refined, but there is a kind of tenacity of a practitioner between her eyebrows. The aura of the soaring dragon spreads from her body.

The portrait is very realistic and clean, and there is no degree of beautification to deliberately highlight the portrait.

Ye Lin believed that if the first generation of witches really stood in front of everyone, she would be exactly the same as the one in the portrait.

"It's so beautiful." Siatt nodded. The first-generation witch also had an ethereal and pure temperament. She seemed to be untainted by the world, but she was still doing things to save the common people.

An ancient picture scroll actually coincides with the historical trajectory of Xu Ancestor, and also proves that the oldest legend of Xu Ancestor, that the witch used the power of the dragon to exorcise evil spirits, is actually true.

"But I think our Xiaoyu is more beautiful." Ye Lin suddenly spoke up, seriously, earning Xiaoyu a tingling look full of approval.

This man is really sensible and eloquent, and she likes him.

However, exaggeration is a compliment, liking is a liking, that is all at night. Xiaoyu has a smart mind and asked: "Aska, what do you want to say?"

She did not forget that Aska brought them to the treasure house in a hurry. There must be something important to explain. Otherwise, although this portrait is very commemorative, there is no need for everyone to gather together in a hurry.

"It's like this, look at it." Askar pointed to the lower left corner of the portrait, where there was a vertical row of small characters, and said: "This is what the first-generation witch used to do after she expelled the Void Ancestor monster..."

"Oracle." Xiaoyu said.

"Yes, the power of the oracle, a prophecy left behind."

As for the realm of the first generation of witches, although it was called the "realm of heaven and earth" by later witches, Ye Lin speculated that it should be a transcendent, at least a half-step beyond.

By moving her hands and dancing in the wind, she destroyed the monsters that were raging in the realm of Xuzuo. Among them, there were many very powerful monsters. Moreover, she was the first person to be suitable for the oracle ability, so she must be at the top of her game.

"Some of the witches in the past generations stopped at legends and realized that their talents were limited, so they used their limited power to save the people. Some, in the process of receiving the oracle, unfortunately, their wills were assimilated with the dragons and dissipated in the world." Xiaoyu introduced the previous witches. His deeds were full of admiration and sadness.

"But, regarding the most powerful first-generation miko, to be honest, I don't know what happened to her later."

The realm of legend can break some of the shackles of life boundaries and prolong life. The realm of origin is perfect because it returns to nature. As long as there are no accidents, if you compare with the dark elves in terms of longevity, you have a chance to win.

As for transcending one step, it has begun to be unaffected by time and dimensions.

Eternal, omnipresent, and can be called the word "god".

But gods are also divided into categories and levels, with strong and weak distinctions. Those who hold the power of the beginning are naturally the top first-class existences, and the top among the tops kill with life and light, darkness and death, elements, etc. God is the most important.

For example, among many divine beasts, the mysterious Ice-Hearted Rabbit God Kunilai is considered the second class. Of course, there are also strengths and weaknesses.

As for the fire god Enix who fell from a certain continent... it's embarrassing~

In other words, Xiaoyu feels that with the power and realm of the first-generation shrine maiden, it seems that she will not disappear naturally over time, but if she has not died, she does not know where the other party is.

The curator leaned over and studied the row of words carefully before saying uncertainly: "This seems to be the oldest writing of Xuzu. Today, it has changed a lot and many people don't recognize it."

If she hadn't been knowledgeable and discerned a few clues, they would have thought it was the artist's signature, a personal signature, or something like that.

"It's dark at the beginning, bright at the end, foggy in the Five Tombs, Xu Zuluo in the snow... It seems like this is the translation?" The curator distinguished it carefully and compared the fonts in his mind.

In the eyes of everyone, Arad has gone through many vicissitudes over the years. It has experienced wars, catastrophes, and disasters. It has also experienced peace and prosperity in all directions.

But few people have noticed the changes in culture. For example, the continent of Arad began to popularize common language thousands of years ago, using human language templates.

Of course, the civilizational traditions of all ethnic groups and countries are still preserved.

"Well, that's what it means." Aska nodded lightly, and then explained: "To explain, when it suddenly gets dark at three o'clock and dawns at nine o'clock on a certain day, heavy fog will roll up in a place called Wuling. Xu Ancestor will fall incredible snow..."

Siatt and the others suddenly realized that at the end of the Blue Dragon Conference, the sky turned dark unexpectedly. At that time, Mailu mentioned that it was only half past three.

Most people thought it was because of the clouds in the sky and didn't pay much attention to it.

"I happened to come to the treasure room yesterday and wanted to give the Dragon's Breath to Sister Mo Mei. I happened to recall the rumors my father told me when I was a child. The memory is still fresh, so this afternoon's abnormality..." Aska's voice Gradually it became darker, and the little face was filled with sadness.

Because this legend is really so old, so long that if the portrait of the first generation of shrine maidens was not so important, each generation of kings would pay attention to it, and it might have been completely forgotten more than a thousand years ago.

Her father, the wise king Kege, died of illness. At that time, Askar was traveling abroad, and she didn't have time to carefully entrust many things. It was only when the queen mother mentioned the treasure room a few days ago that she remembered to take a look.

"Maybe it's really just an ordinary blizzard, and Weiyang... we don't have a city called Wuling in Arad." The curator comforted, and hugged Aska carefully and tenderly.

A strong and brave child who is about the same age as his leader.

"Wuling..." Ye Lin frowned and recalled, "That seems to be my girlfriend Yun Mi's hometown?"

"When did you and Yun Mi get close?" Yuena twitched her lips helplessly, really wanting to pick up the cross and beat this guy up.

After putting away the scrolls of the first-generation shrine maidens, it was already about five o'clock in the afternoon. The sky was completely dark, the clouds were gathering and the wind was howling. The lights on the street were twinkling, but there were no pedestrians.

It seems that the oracle of the first-generation shrine maiden will have to wait until tomorrow to be fully verified.