Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 1029 Entering the Bottom of the Pool
Wei Manyun struggled, cursing Ye Feng wantonly, all kinds of obscenities came out of the mouth of this woman with half aristocratic blood.

The translator trembled and said a few words to the savage, and then the savage Ula Ula kept yelling, looking very excited. Finally, the strong man covered in red paint stood up, excited walked over to Wei Manyun.

"He said, this is the strongest warrior here, a woman bestowed by the gods, they must cherish it until she becomes pregnant." The translator said tremblingly.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do with you." Ye Feng waved his hand lightly, making the translator retreat.

Wei Manyun looked at this primitive aborigine in horror, thinking that she is the daughter of the Wei family, a descendant of American aristocrats, she is extremely beautiful, she studied in a famous university, entered the model circle after graduation, became a well-known model, and established her own brand, and followed Wei Lao to practice, With extraordinary talent, who has maintained his innocence in the face of many suitors, is he about to be robbed of his first time by this backward barbaric primitive?

And what Ye Feng said, becoming a pregnancy machine...

Wei Manyun shivered, stopped her swearing, and instantly turned into pleading: "Master Ye, I was wrong, please let me go, I will give you whatever you want."

"No, you're right."

Ye Feng looked at Wei Manyun's eyes, which still shone with stubbornness and revenge.

This is not the effect he wanted.

The savage covered in red paint had already reached Wei Manyun's side, and roughly tore off Wei Manyun's clothes.

At this time, Wei Manyun really felt the fear.

This kind of insult was worse than letting her die directly.

Only at this time did she realize that in the face of Ye Feng's absolute power, any title is just a false name.

Before myself, I still raised such doubts about Ye Feng, I really didn't know how to live or die.

The moment she was torn off her clothes, she cried even louder: "I was wrong! Ye Tianshi, I will never dare again!

I did not know how to live or die, I offended you!

You can let me do anything!

I just ask you to keep me innocent and save my life!

I'm wrong!
Please..."

Wei Manyun kept howling, his trousers had been torn, Shi Lekang also knelt beside Ye Feng's legs, grabbed his trouser legs and kept begging: "Master Ye Tian!

I beg you, please let Miss Manyun go!

I can do anything for you, if you kill me, it will take away the anger in your heart, can you!
Please, please..."

Shi Lekang had already cried like Wei Manyun and lost his voice, Ye Feng then looked at the translator indifferently: "Tell them to stop."

At this time, the savage had already untied the straw mat around his waist, and was ready to go. After the translator hurriedly yelled, the chief let the man stop.

"He asked, why did God take back the gift?" The translator asked Ye Feng tremblingly.

When these savages saw Ye Feng's supernatural powers, they already regarded him as a god.

"Because of God, you can do whatever you want." Ye Feng showed a wicked smile, squatted on the ground, and looked at the disheveled Wei Manyun:
"What do you say?"

"Yes... yes..." Wei Manyun replied with tears, hugging her body tightly.

"Okay, let's get dressed.

Get ready to go down this pool of darkness to find the Fountain of Youth and the Overlord's Seal. "Ye Feng waved his hand and ordered to go on, and at the same time asked the fat man to put on a simple diving equipment.

Ye Feng is not the kind of person who refuses to forgive. Seeing that the effect has been achieved, he must be forgiving and forgiving. This daughter must have been frightened by what happened just now.

Shi Lekang kowtowed to Ye Feng with gratitude, and at the same time quickly picked up Wei Manyun, went to the grass behind, and asked the female mercenary to change her clothes.

Ye Feng walked to the edge of the pool of water, and instantly activated the tenth grade transfer, there was indeed a cave inside, and there was no trace of evil spirits.

It seems that this fountain of youth is still hidden in it.

After Ye Feng searched with magical powers, he understood a lot, but there was no trace of the fountain of youth, and he didn't know where it was hidden.

Turning his head, he saw that everyone had already put on the equipment for diving.

Ye Feng took Xia Shihan and jumped down first, and performed the technique of avoiding water in the form of all shapes, falling continuously.

The fat man followed closely behind the two, which saved a lot of energy, but Wei Manyun and the others couldn't do it anymore. Although they tried their best to swim, their speed was still very slow.

But they were afraid of encountering a monster like a soaring snake again, so they followed Ye Feng hard.

After reaching the bottom of the pool, a grotto extending downward appeared.

I don't know what kind of water-avoiding secret technique was used, but the grotto actually made the water float out of thin air without falling.

Ye Feng looked down, only to see the rocks piled up at the entrance of the cave, and all he could see in the depths was darkness.

Huanghuo Litong opened, and the bottom was not too deep.

Ye Feng took Xia Shihan's hand and jumped down first.

Just like what Ye Feng had checked in advance, this grotto was not excavated by man, but a geological cave formed congenitally.

After Ye Feng landed, the rest of the people also jumped off. Ye Feng looked at the translator: "I saw a few corpses outside. What were those savages doing before we came?"

The translator didn't dare to hide anything, and hurriedly replied: It was the witch doctor of their tribe who died, and he should be thrown here after death.

Ye Feng nodded, almost as he expected.

The savage witch doctor chose this place as his burial pit, probably because the Nateng snake once appeared.

Those wildlings worshiped him as a god, so they sacrificed the most noble medicine doctor in their tribe to this god.

In the concept of life and death of the Indians, death is the beginning of another life. They are not afraid of death. They have their own descriptions of the world after death, and believe that life after the soul leaves the body is eternal.

Moreover, although they feared the gods, they did not fear the gods. In the first period of ancient Indian mythology, that is, the period of Mayan culture, the Indians, in addition to the unconventional myths among the tribes, also provided for various industries and various industries. Things set up gods.

The ancient Indians, who had thousands of gods, established their common ones, such as the unknown gods of creation, earth, air, water and fire;

Some are gods of mountains, rivers, lakes, trees, flowers, and grains and animals that are exclusive to certain people.

The gods are all based on a certain time sequence and are constantly adjusted and changed according to people's wishes.

As long as any god did not meet their wishes, he was not allowed to rule, or he could be abolished, and as the world grew older, as the Indians said, new gods were constantly replacing the old gods.

Today, many Indian tribes still continue the ritual of "killing gods". During the new god sacrifice ceremony, the names of some outdated or conquered tribe's gods are marked on the food, and they are killed and eaten.

And think that the god they finally choose is the most important, noble and authoritative of all gods.

In Indian mythology, the dominion of the gods over the secular world is not static, and the duties of the gods will change from time to time. They will die, retire, and take power alternately.

According to the method used by the Aztecs and Incas to calculate the age of the world based on the solar cycle, the last Indian solar time was counted from 1043 AD. Most of the old gods had already drowned in the sea, so they embraced many new gods to replace the ancient gods.

Therefore, Ye Feng killed the god in their hearts, and naturally became the new god in their hearts.

The bottom of the cave is an oval-shaped confined space with an area of ​​about [-] square meters.

Because of the long-term ventilation, the air quality is not satisfactory.

Ye Feng looked at the space of [-] square meters, and there must be an entrance to continue down.

The fat man turned on the wolf-eye flashlight, and immediately yelled, "What the hell is this shit?
Could it be the snake egg? "

Ye Feng also looked over. In the corner of the oval-shaped burial cave, there were countless columnar objects wrapped in Inca camel blankets, like a huge cocoon.

"Madman, there are still many murals."

The fat man yelled, Ye Feng went over to take a look, and after just a glance, he came to a conclusion: "This should be the location of the Fountain of Youth.

These are myths about the Incas. "

Although Wei Manyun was suspicious, she didn't dare to open her mouth at this time, and followed Ye Feng obediently to look at the murals.

"Crazy, what's it talking about?" The fat man stared at those murals, not knowing what the hell it was.

The murals on the wall are nearly 400 meters long. Ye Feng read it once, and then slowly began to talk about it, and the people around him also pricked up their ears to listen.

They have no doubts about Ye Feng's cultivation, but they are also very curious about his knowledge reserve.

Could it be that he, a Hua Xia teacher, can even understand the murals of this Indian?

"From the beginning to the end of the Inca Empire, up to the Inca kings, down and ordinary people respected the sun as the only main god, and worshiped him in various forms: the Inca royal family and all the people who gave the surname Inca respected him as "My Father the Sun". The son of the sun is in charge of secular affairs under the command of God;
Build temples for him and inlay them all with gold leaf, offer various sacrifices to him, and offer a large amount of gold, silver and jewels to thank him for his gifts;

Give one-third of the entire cultivated land of the empire and the products of the land as his property to the people, so that there will be no beggars in the empire; Wife lives.

In addition to the sun, they also worshiped "Pachacamak" from their hearts as an unknown supreme god, and respected him more than the sun; but they did not worship him or build temples. Seeing him, he never appeared, yet they believed in his existence.

In short, apart from the above two gods, the visible and the invisible, the Inca kings did not worship other gods.

Viracocha, the son of the sun, was worshiped as a new god after showing many holy miracles in the middle of the Inca Empire, and his level was slightly higher than that of the Inca kings.

In addition, wind, rain, thunder and lightning are regarded as servants of the sun and are sacrificed, and the moon is respected as the wife and sister of the sun and the mother of the Inca king.

The stars are treated with courtesy because they are the handmaidens and handmaidens of the moon and the sun.

All of these were communicated to the entire empire through laws, so that these myths penetrated into every aspect of life, from political life, to foreign conquests and even the lives of ordinary people, and were intertwined with historical reality, making it difficult to distinguish.

This is how the Incas spent hundreds of years in mythology until they perished under the shadow of God's curse and revelation..."

(End of this chapter)