Yuanxiao raised the flashlight and shone it around. Because I told him about the encounter with Xu Temple before, Yuanxiao said to me: "This place is the same as you described. Could it be that you came here at that time?"

I nodded, "I think so too."

"Then I don't understand a little bit," Lan Xiao pointed to the old lama beside him. "Zhuoran, when you came here before, the location should not be here, and you didn't meet the master and the others."

The old lama said lightly: "This is not surprising. This place is not that place, this time is not that time. What is the so-called empty temple? This is the empty temple."

"It's profound enough," Yuanxiao laughed awkwardly, "But I understand something, it should be related to time and space again, right? Okay, then that's it! That, Master, we won't travel through time in a while, right?"

The old lama looked at Lanxiao and smiled, "The distinguished guest was joking."

I didn't know where the old lama was going to take us, so I asked, "Master, what's the point of bringing us here?"

The old lama stepped forward and continued, "Don't worry, follow me."

The old lama came directly to the six cracks on the stone wall, and just stopped for a moment, then walked towards one of the cracks. I knew that the crack was the Shengmen in the Liuyi Pass. It is hard to imagine that the old lama could neither see nor touch it with his hands. Even if he was familiar with this place, he could judge the direction so quickly and accurately, which was really amazing!

The old lama lowered his head and walked in. Wen Mo followed closely. Kong Xue asked me softly, "Where does this crack lead to?"

"It should be an underground river channel," I replied, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

"I'm not afraid!" Kong Xue wrinkled her nose in discontent, "I have seen many such scenes. Don't forget the ancient country of Shanhuan, I've also gone."

I smiled and nodded, "Then let's go, lady    first."

Kong Xue did not hesitate and followed in. I followed in. I walked in two steps. I looked back and found that Yuanxiao was standing at the crack mouth and looking inside. I asked strangely, "Lanxiao, what are you looking at?"

Yuanxiao grinned, "I'm worried that it will get narrower and narrower inside, and it will get stuck."

I smiled, turned to look deep in the crack, "Lanxiao, come in first, I think it should be fine inside."

Yuanxiao nodded and walked in sideways.

This rift did not become narrower and narrower as Lantern Festival was worried about, but rather the opposite was true.

The old lama walked in front and said, "We live on the surface of the world we live in, and we really only know its fur. We know almost nothing about its depth, that is, the underground part of the world. There were also a group of people who also walked here, exploring the secrets buried underground."

The old lama's words were fascinating, and no one spoke. We walked for a while and the sound of water flowing came from the front. At the same time, under the light of flashlight, we saw the end of this crack.

When we walked out, our eyes suddenly became clear.

We raised our flashlight and looked at the huge space. Yuanxiao said in surprise, "What is this place? Is it another ancient ruin?"

"No," the old lama shook his head, "This is the real ancient river of Tuya River. Although Tuya River has been diverted several times, it has existed for tens of thousands of years and is hidden underground, so the changes on the surface have not had much impact on it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it has witnessed the journey here from the birth of civilization to the present."

Kong Xue asked, "Master, you said someone has been here before?"

"Yes," the old lama nodded, "It was a long time ago, and those who came here were all ancestors to us."

"Who are they?" Kong Xue continued to ask.

"It's the Nether Clan!" Wen Mo said in a deep voice before the old lama answered.

The old lama continued Wen Mo's words, "They thought they had discovered the most mysterious power in the world and got it elsewhere, and they came here to return this power. Unfortunately, things were not what they imagined!"

"What the hell is going on?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Come with me." The old lama walked along the river for a while, and a tilted stone staircase appeared on the stone wall. The old lama stopped, felt it for a while, and then walked towards the stone staircase.

Yuanxiao followed behind and said, "Master, you are so familiar with this place, so you often come here."

The old lama said as he walked upwards: "After so many years, this place has become a part of my body."

Walking to the end of the stone steps, we came to a plank road carved out on the stone wall. On one side of the plank road is the ancient river channel of the Tuya Dark River, and on the other side, there are many carvings carved on the stone wall.

We raised our flashlight and looked up. The stone carving mural depicts a battle between two groups of forces. The scene of the battle was very fierce, and it was obviously a life-and-death battle.

The appearance of these two groups of people is basically the same, but there is a major difference. They all have a graphic pattern on their bodies, but the patterns of the two groups are different, one is on their chests and the other is on their shoulders.

And that pattern is not unfamiliar to us, it is the recurring symbol.

While looking at it, Yuanxiao asked strangely: "Who are these people? Why do they fight?"

At this time, the old lama did not speak, but looked at Wen Mo. We didn't understand why, and also followed the old lama's gaze. Wen Mo gently uncovered his clothes, and we were surprised to see that there was a similar symbol on his chest, exactly the same as the one in the stone sculpture.

"The characters on this stone carving and mural are all from the Nether tribe." Wen Mo said lightly.

"So," we were all shocked immediately, "Boss, it turns out that you are a descendant of the Nether Clan!"

The old lama walked closer and said, "After the ancient Shanhuan Kingdom, the migration of the Nether tribes and the locals were integrated into one. The real Nether tribes basically no longer exist. There are very few Nether tribes still alive in the world today."

Wen Mo stared at the old lama and said, "Master, can you untickle your clothes and take a look!"

I didn't expect Wen Mo to ask this, so I said in surprise, "Wen Mo, what do you mean?"

Speaking of which, the old lama is old and respected, I thought he would be unhappy, so I looked at the old lama with some concern.

But unexpectedly, the old lama didn't seem to care. He reached out and pulled open his red robe. We immediately looked over and found that there was nothing on his chest.

We nodded gently, and Yuanxiao looked at Wenmo, "Boss, it seems you were wrong."

Wen Mo was slightly stunned when he saw it. Then, the old lama did not put on his clothes again, but sighed long, "It is God's will to meet you and me." As he said that, the old lama gently pulled down the clothes on his shoulders. Only then did we see that the same symbol was engraved on the old lama's shoulders.
Chapter completed!