Wakanda's technology is extremely powerful, and only the top technology mastered by very few forces such as the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. can be compared, but compared with the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D. and other forces, Wakanda's powerful technological civilization always has a mysterious, ancient and strong African flavor.

Of course, in a sense, it can also be said to be a very old-fashioned rustic atmosphere, such as a spear-shaped vibranium energy firearm, a sheet-like vibranium energy shield, or a sacrificial ritual buried in the earth.

The Ancestral Cave, under the huge altar.

Jordani, Tony, T'Challa, and Su Rui were dug and buried in a row, of which Jordani and T'Challa were the leaders, while Tony and Su Rui were purely dead and followed over to make soy sauce.

Around the altar, a group of pious and old Wakandans slowly danced an ancient and mysterious dance around the Tony Four, and one of the most respected old women in the entire ancestral cave was dressed in national costume, holding a lotus leaf-like leaf, her eyes were misty, and she was chanting a strange syllable.

Jordani and T'Challa had already gone through such a process, and they didn't say anything, just waited quietly, even Su Rui, because of the reverence of the Wakanda royal family for the ancestral cave, even if they were a little curious, maintained a certain degree of quietness.

Only Tony, after only two minutes of being buried in the soil, the whole person was already a little unbearable, and whispered: "Joe, T'Challa, have you been here before, why did you bury us in the soil, to be honest, it makes me feel a little dull, uh, I have some soil on my face, can I ask someone to help scratch it......"

Tony's product is simply a chatterbox, even if he speaks in a small voice, but in this already quiet ancestral cave, it is still a little conspicuous.

The devout believers who had gathered around the altar had glared at Tony several times.

Just when Tony was talking more and more, Jordani finally couldn't help it and said: "Tony, this is the rule of Wakanda, you have to learn to respect the culture of a nation, at this time, we should be quiet!" ”

Jordani's opening this time was a little serious, even if he couldn't see Jordani's expression, Tony had already noticed some of Tony's seriousness.

With such a stubble, Tony finally quickly closed his mouth, as if waiting for something.

Taking advantage of such a quiet time, Jordan quietly sensed the mysterious power floating away from the ancestral cave.

This kind of mysterious power is actually found in the city of Wakanda outside the ancestral cave, but it is very thin, only in the place where the statue of the black panther goddess is located, it is slightly stronger.

But this mysterious power in the cave of the ancestral land is extremely strong, especially when those devout disciples chant and cooperate with the sacrificial dance, the fluctuations and traces of that mysterious power are even more obvious.

It is completely different from pure spiritual energy, and it is completely different from primitive soul energy, and in this mysterious power, even in the purest places, it seems to carry an existence similar to a thinking thought.

Especially after the old man finished chanting and fed the potion made by the heart-shaped grass to the mouths of the four Jordanians, that mysterious energy began to become more and more intense and pure.

Incense, no, to be precise, should be the power of faith.

After Jordani perceived this mysterious power, Jordani almost instinctively gave birth to such a thought in his mind.

However, even Jordan, for a moment and a half, could not judge the exact attributes of this power at all.

Just when Jordani wanted to know more clearly, he took a heart-shaped herbal medicine, and Jordani soon felt a thick sleepiness coming, just a blink of an eye, and when he opened his eyes again, he had come to a quiet world of lilac.

It seems that it is still on the African savannah, with huge baobab trees and a large number of shrubs, as if the whole world is covered with a thin veil.

"Ancient Ancestral Land!"

Jordani didn't know what it was, but at that moment, T'Challa blurted out a word with a little anxiety.

Tony didn't know when he would appear and said, "What is the Ancient Ancestral Land?" Are we still on Earth? Well, how did we get here, is it a new type of teleportation technology? ”

Tony's curiosity is especially strong.

Jordani and T'Challa directly ignored Tony's words and questions, and looked around, but it was Su Rui, who was surprised for a while, and then suddenly said: "This is the place where our predecessors of the Wakanda royal family are buried, I just heard that there is such a place, but I didn't expect that there really is, brother, this shouldn't be true, right, does the black panther goddess live in this world?" ”

T'Challa shook his head and said, "Yes and no, but I remember that the last time I saw the noble Black Panther God in that direction, I don't know if the other party is in this world." ”

The place T'Challa was referring to was the same place that Jordani had once experienced, but it was only a few hundred paces away that it fell into an endless white fog.

Blocking Tony and Su Rui from asking questions again, Jordani took the lead and said, "Let's go, we need to go over there and have a look!" ”

With Jordan taking the lead, the four of them only took a moment to come to the place full of white fog.

The last time he came, Jordani couldn't feel it, but this time, through the misty white fog, Jordani faintly seemed to hear countless voices from Wakanda.

Moreover, Jordani found that these so-called white fogs were actually the mysterious power in the caves of the ancestral land of Wakanda, which were even more intense, and even formed a fog-like form visible to the naked eye.

It is said to be foggy, but in fact, this white fog does not have any water vapor components.

Jordani tried to capture the white mist with his own spiritual power and divine power, but it had no effect, like a sieve, passing through the white mist.

Jordani wanted to try again, but at this time, the white mist that lasted all year round seemed to be as usual, and after the four of Jordani approached, it was like giving birth to wisdom, rolling in the direction of both sides, and it didn't take long for a long passage to come.