Chapter 1145: Creation Mural

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It was a gentle old stone sculpture.
A square scarf over the head, a long beard hanging beard, and a pair of fairy wind bones.
What Ye Hong noticed most was the xun who was holding this old man's hand.
This Xun also made ten holes, which was very similar to the one brought by Ye Hong.
He looked up at the sky and made a blow.
A dusty temperament that pityed all sentient beings loomed out from him.
"These are the statues of our ancestors of the Yao family, and this tallest is the portrait of our ancestors of the Yao family."
Yao Kuang introduced to Ye Hong with emotion.
Immediately, Yao Kuang held the bone xun religiously and came to the ancestor stone statue.
He led Yao Qianshu and Yao Ling, and worshipped the stone statue for several weeks, with words in his mouth.
Probably some disrespectful acts that asked the ancestors not to blame them, and so on.
Ye Hong wondered at the beginning why Yao Kuang had to say these words, and then saw Yao Kuang take out a jade knife and came to the ancestor stone statue.
He explained to Ye Hong on the one hand: "This is a method that the Yao family passed down from generation to generation to identify the ten-hole bone xun."
On one side, the jade sword had been extended to the Xun in the hands of the stone statue.
Ye Hong saw that Yao Kuang even brought in a small basin of water.
I saw that Yao Kuang first used a jade knife to carefully scrape some powder from the scorpion on the stone statue into the water basin, and then placed the ten-hole bone scorpion into the water basin with a pious face.
Then there was another burst of words.
Ye Hong saw that this process was really lengthy, and he couldn't help but continue to look at the environment of the stone room.
In addition to the stone statues in the stone room, the surrounding stone walls also attracted the attention of Ye Hong.
These stone walls are not bare, but there are full murals on them.
This kind of mural style made Ye Hong's eyes flash in a flash.
"Where have I seen this style of mural..."
Ye Hong in contemplation suddenly slapped his head.
He finally remembered where he had seen murals of the same style.
When he first went to Kyoto, he had seen murals of similar style when he visited Qiyang Palace.
With this wonderful state of mind, Ye Hong couldn't help but look at the mural.
Under the light of Ye Mingzhu, portraits filled with wonderful mood slowly entered Ye Hong's eyes.
At the beginning of the mural, there is a doomsday scene that is falling apart.
Cloudy sky, cracked earth, and volcanoes erupting around.
Tiny humans fled around the earth before the natural disaster.
Ye Hong looked at him, suddenly his eyes narrowed.
Because he found that the humans in the murals were wearing modern style clothing.
On the ground, wreckage such as vehicles also faintly appeared.
However, because of the age, the murals are a little vague, and Ye Hong is not sure if he has read it wrong.
He frowned and looked at the second mural.
The location of this mural was unexpectedly empty, as if it had been dug away.
Yehong frowned deeper and continued to look at the third mural.
The third mural is another scene.
In the same doomsday scene, a man in a robe who could not see his face clearly stood alone on top of the mountain.
He holds a ten-hole bone xun, playing the chaos in front of him.
In the silent mural, Ye Hong seemed to be able to see Xun Yin penetrating the world.
In the depths of endless chaos, a Canglong and a Xuanfeng flew out.
Canglongkou held the title of the sky and dispersed the thick clouds.
Xuanfeng vomited the earth, repairing the sore between heaven and earth.
This is a spectacular scene!
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