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After a long time, Meng Zhou shook his head and forcibly separated his thoughts from the groups of sculptures on this strange altar.

"Yaya, where is the delicious food?"

Although, Meng Zhou could basically confirm that it was this strange altar that provoked such a huge reaction from Yaya.

But Meng Zhou didn't know exactly what was on the altar. He didn't bother to search slowly and asked directly.

"This is the altar." Yaya's voice sounded in Meng Zhou's heart.

Meng Zhou was surprised, "You mean the entire altar?"

"Yeah." Yaya responded simply.

Meng Zhou thought for a while and simply shared his "vision" with Yaya.

"Would you like to see it again?"

Because Yaya exists as a rope, the world it perceives is very different from the world Meng Zhou sees.

In order to avoid the situation where everyone talks in his own way, Meng Zhou decided to be more detailed on this issue.

Yaya answered without any hesitation: "It's the entire altar."

Meng Zhou nodded solemnly, looked at the altar in the bright moon mirror, and fell into deep thought.

He had already tried it just now. Through the transparent moon mirror, he could only "see" the altar, but could not perform other operations, nor could he shake it at all.

——In a normal situation, he can use some means to indirectly or even directly interfere with the things observed by the transparent moon mirror.

Meng Zhou just stared at the altar in the bright moon mirror, looking and looking.

The altar in the bright moon mirror is exactly the same as when it first appeared, motionless and without any change.

Only Meng Zhou, whose soul power was rapidly depleting, knew that he had already used the transparent moon mirror to use the method of tracing back the round light, and the traces of time around the altar had been traced back to fifty years ago.

At this moment, Meng Zhou's heart suddenly moved.

I have been looking back quickly, but in the picture observed by the transparent moon mirror, the altar that has always remained unchanged has finally changed for the first time.

Soon, the specific process of this change was clearly reflected in Meng Zhou's mind.

I saw three groups of sculptures on triangular bases, with brilliance flickering slightly at the same time, and inexplicable smoke gathering from nowhere and falling on each specific sculpture.

Some of the smoke was so thick that it even obscured the entire sculpture.

For example, the statue of twisted hatred, the statue of ferocious rage, the statue of tending to plants, the statue of forging utensils...

Among them, the smoke was the thickest, but it was the statue at the top of the altar that was sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, practicing enlightenment. It was completely submerged in the thick smoke, and the entire top of the altar, including the statue of enlightenment, was covered. stand up.

But there are also some statues with very weak or even no smoke.

For example, the statue of weaving fishing and hunting nets, the statue of graffiti painting on the rock wall...

Seeing this, Meng Zhou had some vague understanding in his heart.

"These statues may correspond to certain professions and certain paths."

“The more people who do it, the thicker the smoke will be.”

“The fewer people doing it, the lighter the smoke.”

"If the followers of the Tao are completely cut off, then there will be no smoke at all?"

Thoughts were floating in his mind. Looking at the smoke, Meng Zhou naturally thought of one thing: incense.

However, this is not exactly the same as the "incense" in his understanding. It is very different.

All in all, it's very special.

The next moment, Meng Zhou's expression suddenly condensed.

He clearly saw that the smoke that appeared around the sculptures was clinging to the surface of the statues bit by bit.

The process is as natural as thick water mist condensed into droplets.

The liquid droplets condensed on the surface of the statues from the inexplicable smoke are like crystal clear water droplets, but they look more delicate and viscous than the water droplets. They are like melted hot wax, flowing down the sculptures to the base of the altar. On top of the seat.

Then, they spread evenly across the entire altar surface.

Starting from the three sculpture groups on the triangular base, starting from the sermon statue at the top of the altar, starting from the four points of the altar, finally, this strange thing evenly covered the entire altar with one layer.

Because it is transparent, sticky and delicate, when it evenly covers the surface of the altar like hot wax, it is like coating the entire altar with a thin film.

Even when surrounded by hot magma, as this "film" covers everything it touches, it will naturally give people a cool and comfortable feeling.

It seems that this "film" can help him balance out the extremely hot environment from the senses.

If Meng Zhou hadn't witnessed the whole process of "hot wax coating" with his own eyes, he still wouldn't have discovered that the secret lies in the "film" that covers the entire altar.

Who can know?

Not to mention that Meng Zhou had never paid special attention to this before. Even if he had noticed it, he would have just thought that this altar was always like this.

"It must be this thing that makes Yaya greedy."

"No wonder Yaya said it was the entire altar."

The smoke completely dissipated and the altar returned to its original state without any abnormalities.

If you compare it carefully, you can find that the "film" on the surface of the altar became slightly thicker before and after the smoke appeared this time.

Meng Zhou's attention fell entirely on this "altar film".

After a while, Meng Zhou's expression changed slightly.

Before, he didn't know how special this "film" was.

Now, he witnessed the whole process.

Through the changes before and after this "coating", Meng Zhou was basically certain that the "film" currently covering the surface of the altar was the result of three "coatings".

The premise is that the changes brought about by each coating are similar.

Many speculations arose in Meng Zhou's mind.

"Why only three times?"

"Where did the old thing go?"

"Or is it that the altar only had time to be 'coated' three times when it appeared?"

All kinds of thoughts came to me.

Soon, Meng Zhou shook his head hard and said to himself: "Why do you think so much? Just go and see."

The biggest problem is that the scene before me happened fifty-four years ago.

If he wanted to trace the cause, he would have to go back at least more than a hundred years.

This was beyond the limit that Meng Zhou's soul power could support.

"But it's not a big problem."

As soon as Meng Zhou thought about it, a jet-black doll model that looked like a children's toy appeared in Meng Zhou's hand.

This is the Divine Soul Armor obtained from Yanzhuang. This strange object, which originally contained various hidden dangers, has been repeatedly cleaned by Meng Zhou using the secret method of washing souls with beads.

In the consciousness-like space of this divine soul armor, there are not only the remaining soul power clouds of Yanzhuang, but also soul power clouds with even more astonishing reserves.

Originally, these soul power clouds were full of filthy power. Not to mention being used by him, it was good if they didn't turn around and bite him.

But now, all these filthy hidden dangers have been washed away by the mighty power of life.

Meng Zhou continued to use the transparent moon mirror to trace back time on the altar, sixty years ago, seventy years ago, eighty years ago...

The further time goes by, the more terrifying the consumption of soul power becomes.

However, Meng Zhou's own soul power had stopped consuming long ago, and the soul power clouds in the consciousness sea space of the Divine Soul Armor began to slowly decrease at a visible speed.

At the beginning, Yanzhuang used this object to "cheat". With the soul power stored for nearly two hundred years since the foundation was established, he could trace the time back to 150 or 60 years ago to track the "true spirit of ancient paintings". trace.

The Divine Soul Armor used by Yanzhuang was still an incomplete version. A large space similar to the sea of ​​consciousness was closed to him, and he did not know its existence until his death.

Meng Zhou believed that he, who had mastered the complete version and had a higher level of cultivation than Yan Zhuang before his death, would definitely be able to do better than him.

Flash back in time.

Eighty years ago, ninety years ago, one hundred years ago, one hundred and ten years ago...

The altar remains the same as before, without any changes.

In the transparent moon mirror, the image of the altar remains still.

Until the time goes back one hundred and fourteen years ago.

Meng Zhou once again saw a similar scene going back in time fifty-four years ago.

Among the groups of statues, smoke suddenly rose and filled the air, some were more, some were less, and some were not at all.

Crystal droplets began to condense on the surface of the statue. These droplets slid down the statue to the surface of the altar, evenly covering the entire altar with a thin film like hot wax.

Soon, Meng Zhou continued to look back, and more soul power clouds were used as "fuel" and were consumed at a faster rate.

"It's exactly sixty years."

"So, does this kind of scene happen once every sixty years?"

Meng Zhou thought so in his heart.

This scene made him easily think of the three altars related to the statue of Lihen found in Tianqi Mountain, Wumenghai, and Kurosawahara.

The phantom of the statue of Lihen will appear and be harvested every eight, ten, or twelve years.

And this altar will have smoke gathering once every sixty years.

When the time went back one hundred and forty years ago, Yanzhuang's remaining soul power cloud was completely exhausted.

Meng Zhou's heart tightened slightly, but he soon relaxed.

Right next to Yanzhuang's remaining soul power cloud, there is another soul power cloud with even more astonishing reserves.

Even now, every time we go back one year, the burning cloud of soul power is astonishing.

However, with the size of the soul power cloud, it can still be sustained in a short period of time.

Unknowingly, time goes back one hundred and seventy-four years.

Meng Zhou once again witnessed a scene similar to fifty-four years ago and one hundred and fourteen years ago.

Smoke suddenly rose from the triangular base and top of the altar.

Then, a layer of film evenly covers the entire altar.

Meng Zhou looked at the altar before this change happened.

The pitch-black altar is surrounded by hot magma. Even looking at the altar through a transparent moon mirror makes people feel extremely hot.

Just like looking at a stubborn rock exposed to the scorching sun, you will naturally feel a burning sensation in your heart.

The feeling when looking at this altar is similar, and the feeling is even more extreme.

That cold feeling only came after this strange film appeared.

Meng Zhou didn't know yet whether this object had other properties, but this alone was enough to make people wonder.

Soon, Meng Zhou cheered up and continued to go back in time to the longer past.

He believed that the doubts in his heart would be answered in the next cycle - if there really was another cycle.

The accident came earlier than Meng Zhou expected.

When the time went back one hundred and seventy-eight years ago, Meng Zhou's eyes suddenly froze, and he looked at the scene shown in the transparent moon mirror in surprise.

A human-shaped silhouette suddenly appeared in the hot magma that was always surging like a torrent.

This human-shaped outline seemed to be surrounded by white flames, which were distinguished from the surrounding red magma.

This white flame-like humanoid outline emerged from the red magma and came near the altar.

He swam around the altar and then left.

Meng Zhou seemed to feel an emotion called "disappointment" from the trajectory of the human silhouette's movement before it finally left, as well as the movement of looking back.

Then, the humanoid silhouette disappeared.

Since then, it has never appeared again for one hundred and seventy-eight years until now.

"What the hell is this?"

"It should be, is it a person? Using some kind of method that can freely enter the fire and walk?"

"What is he doing here?"

"Could it be that you are here to find the film?"

All kinds of thoughts were raging in Meng Zhou's heart.

However, Meng Zhou quickly suppressed his emotions and continued to look back in time.

One hundred and eighty years ago...

Two hundred years ago...

Two hundred and twenty years ago...

When the time went back two hundred years ago, the consumption of the soul power cloud became more intense.

Meng Zhou estimated that at this growth rate, the majestic cloud of soul power accumulated in the Divine Soul Armor could only support him to go back to 2890 years ago, and would definitely not be able to pass the 300-year mark. Hom.

Fortunately, Meng Zhou had no intention of going back three hundred years.

Two hundred and thirty-four years ago.

In the altar, smoke rose again.

Meng Zhou finally confirmed that this inexplicable smoke indeed appeared in a cycle of sixty years.

The only difference from what he saw these three times fifty-four years ago, one hundred and fourteen years ago, and one hundred and seventy-four years ago was that shortly after the thin film of smoke condensed covered the entire altar, A humanoid silhouette surrounded by orange flames appeared from the red magma.

He came to the altar and swam around the altar. The characteristic film that had just covered the surface of the altar was completely peeled off and rolled into a ball about the size of a basketball.

The humanoid silhouette of the orange flame stuffed the ball into its belly, and then without stopping, plunged straight into the red magma and left the place.

"Shh!"

The scene of going back in time is frozen in this moment.

Meng Zhou let out a long breath. He did not continue to waste his precious soul power storage and continue to look back further.

The remaining soul power cloud may also be able to support him in going back in time for another sixty years.

But Meng Zhou felt that this was no longer necessary.

He could even roughly imagine that two hundred and ninety-four years ago, there was a high probability that a scene similar to what he just saw would happen here.

Now, Meng Zhou is only thinking about one thing:

"Are those two human silhouettes the same person, or two different people?"

"If they are two different people, do they belong to the same force, or are they two different forces?"

Two hundred and thirty-four years ago, the humanoid outline formed by the orange flames appeared in time shortly after the strange film was formed, and took away the strange film.

Based on this, Meng Zhou speculated that in every cycle before this, soon after the strange film was formed, such a person would appear and take away this special resource.

But the human-shaped outline formed by the white flame flow that appeared one hundred and seventy-eight years ago is not on this special cycle.

In fact, as long as the other party comes four years later, he will get a harvest and his trip will not be in vain.

This shows from the side that he may have some understanding of what's going on here, but his understanding is limited.

"Why has no one come to collect this harvest for three consecutive times since one hundred and seventy-four years ago?" Such a question appeared in Meng Zhou's mind.

Soon, Meng Zhou thought of another thing.

One hundred and seventy-five years ago, Xingxiu Palace urgently withdrew all its disciples, including Yanzhuang, and closed the mountain to this day.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhou suddenly paused in his heart.

Combined with the news from Xingxiu Palace, the appearance of the white flame flow humanoid silhouette seems to have a new explanation.

"I appeared three years ago when the Xingxiu Palace issued a recall order and sealed the mountain for self-defense... Did you know something in advance, so you came here to try your luck?"

Meng Zhou had some thoughts in his mind. The lightless spaceship had been taken into the spirit gourd space by him, and his body fell straight towards the crater below.

Just when Meng Zhou's body was about to enter the crater, the small magical power Five Elements Escape quietly started.

Meng Zhou, whose figure was freely jumping between the real world and the real world, suddenly seemed to turn into a translucent shadow, falling lightly towards the red magma pool below.

The astonishingly lethal crimson clouds, formed by the accumulation of earthly fire power over many years, did not harm him at all. He fell into the rolling and surging crimson magma like a shadow.

The red magma rolling beneath him did not change at all, as if what fell into it was just an image.

In fact, this phantom does not exist in the eyes of others.

Even if someone uses the method of going back in time, they can't dig out any traces of him at this moment.

After using Five Elements Escape, he has naturally integrated with the void and the magma.

Falling into the red magma, Meng Zhou sank quickly, and soon he saw the altar.

Soon, Meng Zhou came to the altar.

It was attached to the surface of the altar and actually came into contact with the strange film. In such an environment, Meng Zhou really felt the cold and soft touch that was slightly lower than normal temperature.

"Yaya, is this the thing?" Meng Zhou asked in his heart.

"Yeah." Yaya replied in his heart.

So, how should it be collected?

Just as he was thinking this, the film seemed to have sensed his thoughts and was easily peeled off from the entire surface of the altar.

Meng Zhou was extremely surprised.

With another thought, the huge membrane quickly shrank into a ball that was slightly larger than three basketballs.

After putting the ball into the spirit gourd space, Meng Zhou left the place without stopping.

…

Far away from the crater, Meng Zhou took out the lightless spaceship and continued to move quickly.

"Is there only one such altar?

Or are there many altars like those in the Lihen Cult? "(End of chapter)