The base mountain, the ancestral peak, the whole mountain, masculine and vigorous. On the west side, there are thousands of feet of cliffs, and the momentum is magnificent. There are mountain trails that twist and turn, looming between the forest and the sea.

At the end of the trail, there is a spacious platform with a majestic atmosphere. Behind the platform, there are ninety-nine steps carved from warm jade.

A magnificent palace looms in the clouds, and the pavilions and pavilions are like rolling mountains, exuding a solemn atmosphere.

Few people know that under this magnificent and solemn palace, there is a huge underground palace.

The dungeon is very empty, and there is a huge banner at each of the four corners, on which is depicted a three-headed and six-armed god of war. There is red air rising from the surface of the flag, like a silk silk.

In the center of the dungeon is a huge pool of blood. The pool water inside was bright red as blood, and countless small bubbles continued to emerge from the bottom of the blood pool, bursting on the surface of the water, emitting a strong bloody gas.

There is also a small body, constantly revealing in the churning of blood.

It was a boy who was only four or five years old. Male or female, their expressions were sluggish, like walking corpses soaked in the water of a pool, and they were all skinny as phosphorus, with no blood on their faces or bodies, and they were as pale as transparent.

There is also an altar in the middle of the blood pool, which is as tight as the rammed base mountain soil, and there are steps polished by warm jade on all sides, with a total of nine layers up and down, and the altar is sprinkled with spiritual rice and covered with white thatch.

In the center of the altar are four groveling children, two men and two women, who are also carved from warm jade. Their faces come to life, their hands raised above their heads, and together they hold a huge pair of armor.

The armor seems to be made of whole leather, and the breastplate, back armor, and shoulder pieces are all painted with animal patterns.

On the altar there was an old man meditating cross-legged, this old man had dark skin, wide mouth and square eyes, and was not angry and arrogant, and beside the old man stood a man in black, who looked thin and thin, but even his face was covered by a black veil, which was indescribably strange.

At this moment, the old man's eyes opened suddenly, revealing a trace of blood light inside, and then the old man's handprint flew up, and the entire blood pool seemed to be affected by an invisible force, and the water surface rolled and stirred, like boiling hot water, and there were constantly bubbles coming out and cracking, making a dull sound.

The air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

The blood was full of energy, the ghost roared, the old man's handprint became more and more rapid, and the body that had become transparent in the blood water shrank rapidly, gradually becoming dry.

At the same time, the armor in the altar sounded a strange whistling sound, and the red mangs became brighter and brighter.

In the pool of blood, the water surface boiled even more. Trace by thread, wisp by wisp of blood qi continued to evaporate from the surface of the water. As if summoned, they rushed towards the armor in unison.

In just an instant, the battle armor was wrapped in blood and qi, and the wisps of blood and qi were endless. In the blood, above the battle armor, two ghostly rays slowly lit up. The blood qi that wrapped the armor suddenly began to wriggle, gradually thinning, as if a demon opened its bloody mouth and sucked all the blood qi into it.

This scene was extremely strange, and the old man looked at it in his eyes and was happy. His hands were flying, as fast as lightning, and his handprints were fleeting, and he could only see phantoms.

In the pool of blood, the color of the blood began to fade little by little, and it was not until the moment when it was completely clear that the movements in the old man's hands quietly stopped.

On the armor, an invisible force seems to be quietly pregnant, and it is like a god that has been sleeping for countless years is about to wake up.

Feeling the breath emanating from the battle armor, the old man's eyes lit up little by little, he got up, stretched out his hands tremblingly, and gently stroked the battle armor; the man in black on the side slowly stepped forward, covered by a black veil, and he couldn't see the look on his face, but from his trembling steps, it could be inferred that at this time, his mood was also not calm.

"Zhu Ye, have we succeeded?" the old man turned his head, looked at the man in black, and said in a trembling voice.

The man in black, who was called Zhu Ye, calmed down for a moment and nodded slowly.

Although he had already guessed the result, the old man still couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and said freely: "I, Li Zhen, are finally worthy of my father and my ancestors. ”

It turned out that this old man was the current patriarch of the Jiuli tribe, Li Zhen. This dungeon, as well as the position of the patriarch, were all passed down from his father, and his father was also obtained from his grandfather. His grandfather, too!

Li Zhen slowly withdrew his gaze from the battle armor and looked around the dungeon, and finally his gaze fell on the four huge flags, his eyes were gloomy, and the expression on his face was inexplicably complicated.

The four flags are called Chiyou Banner, and the pattern of the god of war on the flag is Chiyou himself.

At that time, these four Chiyou banners, with the Jiuli tribe fighting in the south and the north, were invincible. Chiyou Banner refers to, the front of the soldiers, and the big and small tribes are all terrified. Over time, the Chiyou flag represents Chiyou. Where there is a Chiyou flag fluttering, Jiuli will be endless.

When Chiyou left, these four Chiyou flags remained. I don't know which ancestor inadvertently discovered the design of this palace in the four Chiyou flags. It describes not only how the palace was built, but also the dungeon, the blood pool, and the altar.

The four ancestors believed that Chi You was left behind at that time, so they used the entire Jiuli effort to build this hall, and secretly built this underground palace.

Over the years, as the ancestors fell one by one, the entire Jiuli tribe, except for the patriarchs of the past dynasties and the elders in the main peak, no one knew about the existence of this underground palace.

But they only knew about the existence of this dungeon, and did not know the purpose of this dungeon. The only one who has mastered the purpose of the dungeon is the patriarch.

The Chiyou Banner is divided into four sides, and the first three are just people who are Jiuli, and they can understand it. But the last one is written in an ancient script that has been lost.

The patriarchs of the past generations have tried their best, but no one has cracked it. Decades ago, the descendants of the Nine Craftsmen tribe climbed the Ancestor Peak and defected to the Li clan, and the secret on the last banner was cracked.

Speaking of the Nine Craftsmen Clan, they were also one of the original eighty-one clans.

Eighty-one tribes, different in size and number. Although the Nine Craftsmen are called a clan, there are only a few people. Moreover, these few people do not have force or strategy, but these few people have a very high status in the original Jiuli tribe.

Just because there are so few people, all of them are witches. They are the ancestors of the witches of the world.

At that time, Chi You led Jiuli to be invincible and invincible, and Jiujiang played a vital role in it.