Chapter 1145 Creation Murals

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It was a stone statue of a gentle old man.

With a square scarf on his head, long beards and beards, he looks like a fairy.

What caught Ye Hong's attention the most was the xun held in the old man's hand.

This Xun also had ten holes, which was very similar to the one that Ye Hong brought.

He looked up at the sky and made a blowing chun.

An air of compassion for all sentient beings emanated from him faintly.

"These are the statues of the ancestors of our Yao family, and the tallest one is the remains of the ancestors of our Yao family."

Yao Kuang introduced to Ye Hong with a look of emotion.

Immediately, Yao Kuang held the bone xun reverently and came to the stone statue of the ancestor.

He led Yao Qianshu and Yao Ling, and bowed several times to the stone statue, chanting words in his mouth.

It's probably some disrespectful behavior that asks the ancestors not to blame them, or something like that.

Ye Hong was still wondering why Yao Kuang said these words at first, and then saw Yao Kuang take out a jade knife and come to the stone statue of the ancestor.

He explained to Ye Hong, "This is a method passed down from generation to generation by the Yao family to identify the ten-hole bone xun."

On one side, the jade knife has been stretched to the Xun in the hand of the stone statue.

Ye Hong only saw that Yao Kuang even brought in a small basin of water.

I saw Yao Kuang first carefully scraped some powder from the xun on the stone statue with a jade knife into the water basin, and then put the ten-hole bone xun into the water basin with a reverent expression.

Then there was another murmur.

Ye Hong saw that this process was really lengthy, so he couldn't help but continue to look at the environment of the stone room.

In addition to those stone statues in the stone room, the surrounding stone walls also attracted Ye Hong's attention.

These stone walls are not bare, they are actually full of murals.

This mural style made Ye Hong's eyes twinkle at once.

"Have I seen a mural of this style anywhere..."

Ye Hong, who was in deep thought, suddenly patted his head.

He finally recalled where he had seen a mural of the same style.

When he first went to Kyoto, he had seen murals of a similar style when he visited Qiyang Palace.

With this wonderful state of mind, Ye Hong couldn't help but check it out close to the mural.

Under the light of the night pearl, portraits full of wonderful artistic conceptions slowly entered Ye Hong's eyes.

At the beginning of the mural, there is a scene of doomsday.

The sky is densely clouded, the earth is cracked, and volcanoes are erupting everywhere.

Before the natural disaster, the tiny humans fled all over the earth.

Ye Hong looked at it, and suddenly his eyes narrowed.

Because he found that these human beings in the murals were wearing modern clothes.

On the ground, there are also wrecks such as vehicles faintly appearing.

But because of the age, the murals are a little blurry, and Ye Hong is not sure if he is wrong.

He frowned and looked at the second mural.

The location of this mural was actually empty, as if it had been dug away.

Ye Hong frowned deeper, and continued to look at the third mural.

The third mural is another scene.

In the same doomsday scene, there was a man who could not see his face and was wearing a robe, standing alone on the top of the mountain.

Holding the ten-hole bone xun in his hand, he played against the chaos in front of him.

In the silent mural, Ye Hong seemed to be able to see the sound of xun penetrating the heavens and the earth.

In the depths of the endless chaos, a blue dragon and a mysterious phoenix flew out.

Canglong held the sky in his mouth and dispelled the thick clouds.

Xuanfeng spit out the earth, repairing the sores between heaven and earth.

This is a scene of creation!