Another day later, the two tribes heard Wang Jie talk about a lot of things. Most of what Wang Jie talked about was the scenery and culture of various places in Tianshu Continent.

The people of the two tribes were greatly shocked, and the more they listened, the more surprised they became. It turns out that there is such a huge world and so many scenery outside this small island.

For a moment, I wished I could leave this small place and go outside.

A few people were sitting aside, and they looked a little funny for no reason. In fact, they could leave this sesame-sized place as long as they built a boat.

But what Linshuang and the others don't know is that the civilization of these people has just learned how to use farming tools, and their knowledge is only this island. In their eyes, the surrounding sea is the territory of gods and cannot be violated.

During Wang Jie's exchanges with them, he understood some of their civilization and recorded it. Because hundreds of years ago or even tens of thousands of immortal cultivators were disturbing them, they maintained absolute reverence for God.

In addition, the carvings in the murals made them more convinced of God. In addition, this island was a territory given to them by God as the starting point of history, which made them trapped on this island for thousands of years, leading to such backwardness.

"Take us to see the murals today!" Wang Jie said.

After hearing this, the leader and the old man took the people and got ready. Wang Jie admired their ability to act without delay. After all, apart from their absolutely average survival principles, they had almost no time to be busy, so

Anything can be done quickly.

"Why does Brother Wang care so much about the murals?" Lan Yusheng asked curiously.

Wang Jie pointed to the leader and the old man leading the way, "Didn't you take a closer look at the lines painted on their bodies?"

Meng'er said: "I know, because it looks like a formation, so Brother Wang wants to go and have a look, maybe there will be some opportunities!"

Wang Jie nodded: "To be honest, I don't believe that these people have a history of ten thousand years on the island!"

Xin'er also said: "It is only possible on the mainland. If such a small island is tens of thousands of years old, the population will not be only this small. Either they are lying to us, it is actually only a few hundred years old, or there is some reason

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Linshuang nodded: "Could it be because of the beasts? It was just in the past hundred years that they killed all the beasts on the island?"

Qingji touched his chin: "It's not right to say so. It has a history of ten thousand years, and it is only such a small place. Moreover, the entire island has no faults to avoid the ferocious beasts. Logically speaking, all the people should be eaten.

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Wang Jie seemed to have thought of something: "Actually, there is another possibility, that is, the sudden change in the environment caused the death of many people. In other words, their race...cannibalism!"

Meng'er and Xin'er felt inexplicably creepy when they heard that their fellows wanted to eat. They subconsciously looked at the people around them. However, Linshuang and the other three didn't have any objections to this. It seemed that in the demon world, cannibalism was not a rare thing.

"Wouldn't you know if you just ask them?" Lan Yusheng said, casually grabbing the man next to him and asking: "Since you have a history of ten thousand years, why are there so few people? It seems that there are only a few thousand people?"

The man blinked his eyes at first, somewhat confused about Lan Yusheng's question, and then he reacted and said, "I don't know. There were several tribes that were killed. Now there are only two tribes, and yesterday there was only one!"

"Beat him to death!" Wang Jie frowned slightly. This was indeed an explanation. But according to what this person said, it should have happened a few years ago, and it was not the same thing as the ten thousand years that Wang Jie and others discussed.

The leader heard Lan Yusheng's question and turned back: "Will the tribe be taken away by other gods in these years?"

"Take other gods away, you mean there are gods like us here?" Wang Jie narrowed his eyes.

The old man shook his head: "No, it's just missing anyway. The ancestors said it was dedicated to God!"

As soon as these words came out, there was suddenly a clue about the number of people on this island, which seemed to be related to the disappearance. In Wang Jie's guess, it was inseparable from the secret in the mural.

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The mural is located on the eastern slope of the island. There is no vegetation in a large area and the rocks are exposed. Man-made carvings can be clearly seen on the large surface of the slope. Wang Jie recognized at a glance that these were traces of magic and were not at all.

What an ordinary depiction.

It was already afternoon when the few people arrived, and the sun couldn't shine here at all. Wang Jie changed directions and couldn't figure out what it was depicting.

The leader said: "Only when the morning sun shines here can you see the full picture of the mural!"

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The next day, when the sun rose, several people hurriedly looked at the hillside, but there was no change.

Wang Jie said: "In the early morning, the air will refract sunlight. This distorted light cannot make the mural appear. We have to wait for a while."

Everyone waited patiently again. An hour later, Wang Jie looked at the mural again. Seven colors appeared between the originally carved lines, forming a painting.

The painting shows a golden crow, with various mountains and rivers in the background. In addition to the large golden crow, nine small golden crows are also drawn on the painting, surrounding the mural.

Wang Jie's eyes scanned the painting, and finally his eyes fell on the runes on the body of the Golden Crow. These runes were exactly the runes on the leader's body.

At this time, the leader and his people were kneeling down to worship the mural and praying non-stop.

"What is this?" Lan Yusheng and others asked.

"There are ten days in the sky. This is a legendary picture. Ten suns are in the sky!"

Wang Jie stepped forward and touched the mural, and suddenly activated his magic power. The Golden Crow in the middle suddenly came to life, and the runes all over it lit up.

"As expected!" Wang Jie increased his magic power, and his spiritual power drove the runes to turn left, and then the nine golden crows around the mural lit up one by one.

Several people were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. Can this mural be activated?

Just as the tenth Little Golden Crow was about to light up, the sun was suddenly blocked by clouds, and the mural gradually disappeared, restoring the original bare stone wall. The mana pouring out of Wang Jie's hand scattered and disappeared into the air.

"What, what's going on?" Qingji asked in confusion.

Wang Jie raised his head and looked at the sky: "This is not something that the magic from the lower world can do. This is the handiwork of the upper world. The sunlight reveals the murals, and there is definitely a secret after the magic activates the murals! It is probably related to them."

At this time, everyone was still kneeling and worshiping, maintaining absolute awe in their hearts. They couldn't see what Wang Jie and the others were doing.

"There is no spiritual power on this island. How can we activate this formation?"

Wang Jie raised his head and looked around: "If you ask me to guess, it's on those nine golden crows! As long as there are ten suns in the sky!"

"How to show up?"

"Air distorts sunlight!"
Chapter completed!