Chapter 2274: Mingo

The death of Zulong was so weird that he couldn't tell, and the dragons themselves knew that, otherwise Mo Ang would not hesitate to say it clearly.

When Bai Li was discussing with Mo Ang, the big brother over there cried again!

"Come and see, are these dragon scales?"

With the big brother's exit, everyone huffed around. Under the strong light of the Ye Mingzhu, Bai Li saw a lot of scale-like things shining with seven colors on the ground, although it was already covered. There is a layer of dust, but the seven-color light can still be seen through some gaps that have not been stunned by the dust.

Everyone did not move. After all, this is the tomb of the ancestors of Moang. If these scales are really from Zulong, they are probably part of the remains of the ancestors. They are playing with their ancestors in front of their descendants. This is a very rude behavior in itself.

Mo Ang squatted on the ground and swept the gleaming like scales out of the dust with his hands. Mo Ang nodded and said, "This is the scales of the ancestor... "

When Mo Ang said this, everyone looked at each other. What's the situation? Isn't this the place where Zulong was buried? This is his tomb. How come these scales are left outside? If you connect with the traces of fighting just now, then doesn’t it mean this...

"If you have anything you want to say, just say it, I'm not that kind of person." Mo Ang saw that everyone was hesitant to talk and knew that it must be because of the ancestors of his own race, so there are some things that are not easy to say. .

"Ahem... Since this is the case, then I'll say it. If the guess is good, your ancestor may not have died naturally, but it may have been killed..."

Everyone nodded after Bai Li's guess, because everyone knew that Bai Li's guess was very reliable now.

A tomb itself reveals countless weirdness and weirdness.

Normally, there are only two possibilities for a strong person to die. The first is the kind of strong person who has no relatives, no reason and no concern. If they die normally, they will definitely choose their favorite place, and then Die here silently.

Long Zu obviously couldn't be of this kind. Those with a huge ethnic group like him would definitely have a huge funeral after their death, and there would also be very kind tombs. Of course, this kind of tomb robbers likes most.

Generally speaking, in order to promote the achievements of their ancestors, future generations will build countless murals while constructing luxurious tombs, using exaggerated techniques to tell the achievements of the ancestors throughout their lives.

For example, the ancestor killed a small long worm when he was young... When he got to the mural, he became a fight with the dragon...

For example, the ancestors won a battle of hundreds of people... When it comes to the mural, it becomes the unification of the six nations.

Anyway, how to stimulate, how to exaggerate how to paint! This point Baili felt that it must be the same everywhere, anyway, how to shape the wise martial arts of his ancestors.

However, there is not even a mural in Zulong’s tomb. Instead, there are countless meditations. These meditations are still unique to the dragon clan. In other words, ordinary people can't understand at all, even Moang can't understand. Only some elder-level dragons can understand this kind of text.

At that time, it was the Dragon Clan who built this tomb. In other words, the sculptors of these meditations must be Longzu! But why did Long Zu write these things in this kind of Mingwen that ordinary dragons can't understand?

Bai Li directly said his own guess: "Do you think so, what is recorded in these meditations, but when Long Zu wrote these meditations in the past, did he use this method specially to let people understand? These ones?"

Hearing what Bai Li said, Mo Ang nodded slightly, and then fell into contemplation. Obviously, the secret of the entire Ancestral Dragon Tomb must be hidden in this sky full of meditations, but what makes Mo Ang a headache is these meditations There are only a handful of people he can know, and it is impossible to judge what is happening here on the basis of these secret texts!

"Think of a way to see if there is any way to understand these dragon clan texts!" Baili looked around, this city is not too big, after all, it was built in the nature of a palace. I went around in a circle, but apart from those scales, I couldn’t find any traces of the dragon ancestors. According to Mo Ang, this must be the last burial place of the dragon, because the architectural style here is correct. , But the problem is that Long Zu cannot be found here, and everyone is trapped here based on the current situation.

Behind the bronze gate is the roar of countless monsters knocking on the bronze gate. At this moment, opening the bronze gate and going out from here is obviously a dream, so the answer can only be found here. Bai Li thinks the answer is hidden in the dome. In the text on the text.

But for Mingwen Moang, I know all the nine things I don’t know anything!

And this time, I can’t blame Mo Ang for not studying seriously, because the dragons of Mingwen cannot learn before they reach a relatively young age, so this time I really can’t blame Mo Ang!

"Um... do you know Ming Wenguo?" The big brother also said as he watched everyone racking their brains for a long time.

"Ming Wenguo? What is it?" Bai Li really hadn't heard of this, but at this time, since the big brother said this, it must be meaningful.

"No! The side effects of Ming Wenguo are too great! We can't handle it!" But before the big brother explained, Mo Ang directly interrupted the big brother.

"Okay...it seems to be the case, then just treat it as if I didn't say it." The big brother apparently agreed with Mo Ang's words, and saw him shrugging helplessly.

"Don't don't! Tell me...tell me!" Bai Li himself is a curious person. At this time, I heard that the senior brother said half of it would definitely not agree. I saw Bai Li hurriedly rushed to the senior brother to beg. Look like.

"Ahem... Actually, Mingwenguo is not a secret. You may not have heard of it. After eating this kind of fruit, you are willing to distinguish the meaning of various words. You have this ability in a short time, but this kind of fruit The side effects of the fruit are very obvious. It can make a cultivator lose his spiritual power within half a year or even a year, and for the cultivator, if we are in this mortal state, eating it is no different from suicide. of."

Big brother helplessly spread his hands.

"Then do you have Mingwenguo?" Baili looked at the big brother with a surprised look. It was the first time he heard such a miraculous fruit!

"Yes, there are...but don't mess around, eating in this state is no different from suicide!" The senior brother said and took out the legendary Mingwenguo...