At the top of the Ancestral Peak, under the brilliance of the sun, a magnificent temple of dark black stands tall.

The fish clan advocates black. In addition to the bright yellow that the royal family and nobles usually wear on their daily clothes, both the imperial guards and officials, their clothes and armor are mainly black.

Therefore, the sacrifice temple, as Ye Qingyu expected, was indeed built with black stone.

The crane fell.

Ye Qingyu jumped to the ground.

"Thank you, man." Ye Qingyu smiled and touched the back of the big crane, then took out some spiritual fruit fairy dew from the storage space and handed it to two cranes.

"Cry..."

The cranes sing and dance happily.

Especially the one carrying Ye Qingyu, rubbed Ye Qingyu's arm with his head to express his gratitude, and his posture was very intimate, and then flew away with the Immortal Dew Spirit Fruit.

"They seem to like you very much." Yu Xiaoxing said with a smile.

Ye Qingyu also smiled, said nothing, and turned around and walked towards the sacrificial temple.

The sacrificial temple is the most core area of ​​the ancestral land of the Fish Clan royal family. It is said that it enshrines the ancestors of the Fish Clan, which are important clan areas and are also regarded as the place for clan cohesion and majesty and authority.

According to Yu Xiaoxing, in addition to the annual Yu Family Royal Sacrifice Ceremony, the sacrificial temple is closed.

There are no strong people like the gatekeepers of the ancestral temples here.

A spacious racetrack divided into four levels leading to the temple.

On both sides of the racetrack, there are black warrior statues more than ten meters high, lifelike, holding different weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands, looking down at the racetrack.

If you look closely, the facial expressions of each samurai statue are full of frown and glaring, with a very cold expression, as if a divine light shot out from their eyes, and they want to jump up and kill all outsiders who dare to break into this place at any time.

Ye Qingyu walked on the racetrack with big strides.

Although his soul is now incomplete, he could still clearly feel that there is a powerful force in this ancestral landlord peak, protecting the sacrificial temple and suppressing the Yuan power of any strong man who stepped onto the main peak.

"Even if a powerful man from the Heaven Realm comes here, he will probably be suppressed to the power of the Fair Martial Realm." Ye Qingyu was secretly shocked.

He felt the change in his body's strength, and the last three-eyed spiritual spring began to silence in such an environment.

However, physical strength was not suppressed at all.

After walking through the horse-drawn road, he arrived at the temple of sacrifice.

The sacrificial temple of the fish clan is built squarely and solemnly, and there is no special place for the uniqueness. The square and four straights of the rocks give people a calm feeling. Whether it is the round arch column or the brown wall, there is no stroke or carving on it. The natural rock texture has been clear and smooth after a hundred years of wind and sun exposure.

Ye Qingyu looked up and took a look.

For some reason, he vaguely felt that the shape of the sacrificial temple was actually somewhat similar to that of the Temple of Light.

What made Ye Qingyu strange was that when the main entrance of the Sacrifice Temple came out, there was only one foyer open and there was no door. It was like a magnificent and huge corridor that led directly to the main hall.

The wind whistles.

The strong wind poured into the temple.

"In the entire small world of the ancestral land, there are no guards, and there are no palace guards. Over the years, only Aunt Han and Heng have been qualified to open residences in the ancestral land. It is said that Grandpa Huang once said that the ancestral land is the center of the fortune of the fish clan, and the vulgarity of ordinary people is not allowed to invade here. It is necessary to nourish the natural energy, the essence of the sun and the moon, and the spiritual charm of the fairy birds and spirit beasts to bless the fortune of the fish clan..."

Yu Xiaoxing said on the side.

Ye Qingyu nodded slightly.

He doesn't know much about sayings like luck.

But seeing that there is so abundant spiritual energy in this small royal world, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there is a sense of fairy energy hidden in it. I think it makes sense to do this.

However, Ye Qingyu has no intention of thinking about these things now.

He came to the gate of the sacrificial temple step by step.

His heart suddenly became unprecedentedly nervous.

Is the last words and the truth left by my father before his death finally completely unraveled?

Ye Qingyu could clearly feel that the brass military medal was emitting a fierce passion, like a ball of magma, and the impatient feelings were faintly emitting.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Qingyu looked at Yu Xiaoxing beside him and said, "I want to go in alone, is that okay?"

Yu Xiaoxing nodded without thinking, and said, "Of course, I'll wait for you outside."

"Thanks."

Ye Qingyu said something very seriously.

In many ways, Yu Xiaoxing is very smart.

His Royal Highness smiled slightly, his smile as bright as a flower, bright and radiant, and his beauty and purity were extremely beautiful.

After Ye Qingyu finished speaking, step by step, with a hint of timidity, he finally entered the sacrificial temple.

...

"This is the interior of the sacrificial temple."

Ye Qingyu was very surprised.

I originally thought that for the fish clan, which is so important and guards such a strict small world, the sacrificial temple should be magnificent, full of various rune prohibitions, space formations, or numerous illusion arrays, etc.

But everything was completely beyond his expectations.

Because I entered along the corridor, there was only a simple stone wall inside, with an ancient color and no unnecessary decoration, and there was not even an incense burner, an altar, a cauldron, or a cauldron.

The light inside the hall was a little dim.

But Ye Qingyu could still see everything inside clearly.

It was as simple as an old temple that had been abandoned for countless years. Everything was empty, the walls were empty, and there was a thick layer of gray soil on the ground.

Ye Qingyu walked over, and behind him was a string of clear footprints.

He took out the brass military medal.

A stream of heat as burning as the burning fire came from the brass military medal. A faint brass-colored glow moved from it, and layers of light floated slightly like ripples and drifted out.

Under Ye Qingyu's astonished gaze, the brass military medal floated up automatically, like a yellow light guiding the way, walking towards the depths of the hall.

Ye Qingyu followed closely behind.

His heart was beating wildly.

Is the truth about to be revealed?

The orange-yellow light shines on the empty and dim hall.

Walk all the way inside.

Ye Qingyu was more surprised when he made an appointment to leave.

There were no sacrificial items in the temple, no statues, tablets, incense burners, cauldrons, and even cushions, tables and chairs.

If it weren't for knowing that the sacrificial temple was strictly guarded and outsiders would not have entered, Ye Qingyu would have thought that it had been robbed here and moved everything empty.

The hall is very deep.

The military medal floated forward slowly.

At this time, Ye Qingyu finally calmed down and followed slowly step by step.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Ye Qingyu’s after-light noticed that when the yellow light of the military medal swept across the inner wall of the sacrificial temple, the originally dark wall seemed to have mysterious light patterns flowing...

But when I looked carefully, I found that there was nothing.

About half a stick of incense has passed.

The floating military medal finally stopped slowly at the deepest part of the temple of sacrifice.

An ancient and incomplete stone table appeared in Ye Qingyu's sight.

The light blue stone table has a corner missing, and the surface is bumpy, as if it has been corroded by something. Two of the four legs of the table are covered with cracks, as if they will break at any time. One has been cut off, and the cut is extremely smooth...

"This is……"

Ye Qingyu couldn't understand why at the end of the sacrificial temple in the Snow Country where there were not tablets of the ancestors of the Snow Country, portraits of the ancestors of the past, or important sacrificial objects, but such a tattered bluestone table.

Even if a piece is thrown into the slum, no one will pick up a broken stone table.

Could it be that this stone table is a treasure?

Ye Qingyu looked around with a puzzled look.

He was finally sure that there was nothing else in the huge sacrificial temple except this broken bluestone table.

This is really abnormal.

Is it the bluestone table that the royal family of the Snow Kingdom has worshipped and worshipped every year for a hundred years?

Ye Qingyu's brain is a little too small.

Before his father died, he left his last words, saying that as long as he entered the royal sacrificial temple, he could unravel some suspense and obtain major cases.

Now that I am here, how can I solve this answer?

Ye Qingyu's eyes fell again on the brass military medal floating in the air.
To be continued...