Mo Suifeng was about to tell his secret, but the high priest suddenly waved his hand to stop him, and said with a change of face: "Stinky boy, don't say it, my old man has a bad heart, but he doesn't want to know too many things, so let's do it, now I'll take you to meet Lord Totem, you can have a good chat!"

"Oh, well!"

The high priest's seemingly casual words made Mo Suifeng even more determined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The conversation was very short, but the two of them had thousands of thoughts in their hearts, and the high priest didn't want Mo Suifeng to say it, the meaning was obvious, that was if he didn't want to know about it, with the Wushi Department's thirst for earth-based gods, once Mo Suifeng really said it, it would be difficult for the high priest to do it, which could be regarded as a little selfishness of this kind old man.

"Come with the wind, come with me, remember to be quiet!"

"Good!"

The high priest took Mo Suifeng into the side room, pushed open the shining stone door in the side room, and an underground passage appeared in front of Mo Suifeng's eyes.

"It turns out that Lord Totem lives underground!" Mo Suifeng sighed.

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, you'll know when you get there!" the high priest glared at him, and walked straight into the passage.

Mo sneered with the wind and hurriedly followed the steps of the high priest.

The passage is a long downward staircase, the stone steps are very old, many of them very dilapidated, but they are very clean, only occasionally moss grows in some invisible corners, and it seems that someone has cleaned it regularly.

There are a lot of glowing stones inlaid on the stone walls on both sides, the passage does not look dark at all, and the mottled stone walls are carved with various murals, but it may be that the time is too long, the colors of the murals are not bright, and the content of the murals should be the history of the development of the Wushi Department.

It didn't take too long, and the two came to an end.

As he walked out of the passage, Mo Suifeng's eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge space suddenly appeared in front of him, the space was an arc-shaped top, and the top was also covered with glowing stones, dotted around, bright and charming, the light of the stones was not very strong, so the whole space had a good view, and it was not dazzling.

Although it is underground, the air circulation here is very good, there is no feeling of stuffiness at all, the lower layer of the space is paved with bluestone, clean and flat, just like a huge martial arts arena, but the space is empty, there is no figure, and it is a little uncomfortable.

At the westernmost edge of the underground space, there stood an altar, and the high priest led Mo Suifeng to the altar.

The altar is also very ancient, the whole is made of stone, the base of the altar is densely covered with runes, and the lines in the Taoist talisman are very similar, there is a stone platform on the altar, there is a similar incense burner on the stone platform, there are two thick stone pillars behind the altar very blinking.

Coming to the altar, the high priest motioned for Mo Suifeng to pause for a moment, and then he walked up to the altar himself.

The high priest picked up a stick of incense from the stone platform, lit the incense, and inserted it into the "incense burner" very respectfully, while the high priest knelt down reverently, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and chanted words in his mouth, as if he was praying, as if he was talking, anyway, Mo Suifeng didn't understand a word.

When the incense was about to burn out, suddenly there was a violent spatial fluctuation between the two stone pillars behind the altar, and the white light rippled in the middle of the two stone pillars, and the soft light wave supported a light curtain, connecting the two stone pillars, like a light gate.

The high priest stood up a little excitedly, and after stepping off the altar, he motioned for Mo Suifeng to follow, and the whole process, the high priest was so pious and quiet, which was very different from the sacrifices of those "dancing gods" in Mo Suifeng's impression.

The two came to the gate of light, and the high priest whispered: "Follow the wind, pass through this door, you will be able to see Lord Totem, you go by yourself, I won't go, remember to keep a respectful heart, pious heart, Lord Totem is everywhere and knows everything!"

"Hmm" was infected by the language of the high priest, and Mo Suifeng also whispered, treating the existence at least thousands of years ago, it was still necessary to maintain the necessary awe.

When passing through the light gate, Mo Suifeng felt a spatial shock, and a feeling of spatial shuttle appeared in his heart, although it was only an instantaneous understanding, which made him, who already had a slight understanding of the rhythm of space, have a deeper understanding of the "chaotic empty step".

The light rippled, and in a blink of an eye, Mo Suifeng appeared in another space, this place has a similar feeling to the Glass Secret Realm, but it is smaller here, and there is no sun.

The space is like a floating island in the air, but only the floating island is as bright as day, the floating island is pitch black all around, the island is also empty, only a huge and simple palace, the hall plaque is written "God of War Temple" three big characters, each word has a zhang Xu size, majestic and solemn.

"'Temple of the God of War'?, the totem of the barbarians, living in the Temple of the God of War, what does this mean?" Mo Suifeng couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The entire body of the huge temple of the god of war seems to be made of bronze, but it seems to be more textured and stronger than bronze.

The walls of the main hall are full of rust and mottled in some places, ancient vicissitudes, and some places are indeed extremely smooth, almost illuminating, and even red light flows.

In short, on the whole, it is a desert island, and there is a dilapidated hall.

"Young human monk, please come in!" an old voice came from the main hall.

Mo Suifeng didn't dare to slack off, didn't care about looking around anymore, and hurriedly walked into the hall.

Inside the main hall, it is also very simple and simple, in the middle is a tall platform, there is a huge chair on the platform, golden light, the hall is surrounded by four bronze pillars, carved with various runes. In addition to the pillars and high platforms, only on the right side of the main hall, there is a bronze cloud bed, and the one lying on the bed is his little junior sister, but the little junior sister has a ruddy complexion, steady breathing, and seems to be sleeping.

Next to the cloud bed, a skinny old man, with his hands on his cuffs, sat on a copper chair and looked at him with interest.

This old man had an ordinary face, dressed in coarse cloth clothes, no matter how he looked or dressed, he was far from the gold-armored man in Mo Suifeng's impression.

It's just that the old man's eyes are both deep and charming, and the feeling of vicissitudes and wisdom is very intoxicating.

"Sit down, child," the old man commanded softly.

Mo Suifeng, who was originally fearless, suddenly had a very nervous feeling.

"Yes!" Mo followed the old man's instructions and sat on the bronze chair next to him.

"My real name is Wu Zheng, the little guys of the Wushi tribe all call me 'Utunar', which means Holy Venerable, you are different from them, just call me Wu Lao!" The old man smiled and patiently explained to Mo Suifeng.

"Hello Wu Lao! My name is Mo Suifeng" Mo Suifeng greeted again very respectfully.

"Don't follow the wind, don't follow the wind, good name"

Mo Suifeng smiled awkwardly, "Elder Wu, my little junior sister?"

"She's fine, but her affairs are more complicated than yours, I'll tell you about it later!"

"Hmm!"

"When people are old, they talk a lot, little friend, do you want to hear the old man tell a story?"

"Boy, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, I'm glad to do it"

An absolute secret about the world of Hongmeng was told in the old man's mouth.