Dense drum sounds. Climbing to the commanding height like cháo water, the beast bone dagger in the hands of the Muyako girl, neatly returned to the waist of the scabbard, the dance is charming and gorgeous, people do not want to look away at all

"Kaka" I don't know why, the fat man heard it keenly, feeling that in the drumming sound, he heard some kind of faster and faster metal friction, the fat man couldn't help but secretly strange,

Finally, with the sound of a very crisp metal fracture, the sound of cháo drums, and the sound of the dancing dance stopped,

"It is the Oracle of the Prophet! It has not been heard for many years!" The fat man heard a whisper of discussion from the Muya people next to him, and thousands of Muyako girls dressed up in colorful rings under the altar were also neat Surrendered and bowed in the direction of the red clay altar,

Numerous beautiful eyes floated uniformly on the fat man in the center of the altar. The fat man suddenly realized that he became the target of the public, secretly groaning in his heart, and the confusion in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Under the focus of countless beautiful eyes full of curiosity, the embarrassment and excitement of being watched by thousands of girls at random, even the fat-faced guy who is thicker than the city wall, was scared to hold his breath back,

After maintaining this embarrassing posture for half a minute, the fat man looked innocently at Muyakodir, who was stupid and stunned, and his silent eyes seemed to say "Patriarch Muyakodir, this sacrifice, It should be considered over!"

"Cough, well, everyone is tired after preparing for one night, everyone is gone!"

Muyakodir stood on the altar and coughed heavily. With a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his hands with unique patterns to the tribes below. As the patriarch, a gesture of ending the ceremony,

Seeing this gesture, the neat girls underneath began to disperse. The fat man finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this was the real end, but soon, he thought he was thinking too simple. More than half of the girls were still wandering nearby, and some of them quickly changed into a gorgeous Muyako color clothes, and constantly took the opportunity to speak to their loved ones near the altar, and turned a pair of hot eyes to the fat man. Glance over at the location,

"I didn't expect to have today too. Is this considered collectively?" The fat man is sitting on the needle felt, but there is nowhere to be avoided. He can only cry in his heart without lamenting.

"Okay, everyone is gone!" Muyakodir also felt that this situation was really ridiculous, sinking his face to the native girls in color clothes who were still walking back and forth. Snapped angrily

"Hee hee!" Seeing that the patriarch's hair was ruthless, under the pulling of his loved ones, many Muyako girls dismissed with unwilling smiles,

Comparing the passionate dances they had just forgotten, the charming and enthusiastic figures. I am afraid that no man will not see the drool, but those who dare to use their brains will not make up the majority.

Because the Muyako people have never been married to foreigners, women are their most valuable private property. Looking at these wonderful backs that fled back to their tabernacles, the fat man suddenly remembered the stubborn beauty Ahi who hugged him for a night. There was a fiery heart inside, but at this time, Muyakodir put his head over and whispered with oil and vinegar beside him. "In fact, your majesty does not have to go to the heart. The women of my family are used to it. They never know what the etiquette is. They The most important thing is the peerless hero who sweeps the world like His Majesty. In fact, if your Majesty has a fancy, even if they are made to be a personal maid, it is their blessing!"

"Cough, Patriarch Muyake, this... The sacrifice is complete, can we go to the Holy Land!" The fat man's face was embarrassed and snorted, the name Moyake still hovering in his mind

"Of course!" Muyakodier nodded and smiled a little. Under his leadership, the fat man walked up the **** of the east side of Red Clay City. The scene in front of him let the fat man finally know why Muyakodier had previously Mentioned here, it would be such a weird expression, just as Muyakodir was puzzled, the position of the red clay platform is like the dividing line between the upper and lower Black Forest, and this dividing line is so clearly displayed in front of the eyes, it is indeed Let the fat man look dumbfounded

This is a ruin that is as wide as 100 meters. The fat man does not know how to describe the crescent-shaped mountain formed by the red clay that he saw in front of him.

Above this ruin, it is completely a splendid and splendid world, with hundreds of meters of vertical and horizontal columns, countless cylindrical red objects, pierced through the red and black squares and put together on a platform, towering at different heights The ground stretches out on both sides of the north and south, one side is dry fine sand, the other is moist black soil,

"This is the holy temple guarded by our people for generations, the land where the prophet Ferran was buried!" Muyakodir looked at the holy temple in the distance with a twinkling gaze and said with a deep voice in his face.

"Actually, our ancestors were one of the vassals of the prophet Ferran. At the time, the prophet Ferran was expelled from the temple. A large number of vassals chose to leave. Only our family is the only person who swears to follow to the end. , Until the prophet passed away, my family still sticks here! In order to prevent the prophet’s Holy Spirit from being disturbed by irrelevant people, in the design of the holy temple, the gate of the holy temple was composed of a huge stone weighing ten thousand pounds,

Only on the red clay altar in the city, where the Muyako war dance of thousands of people dance, the temple door of the 10,000-kilolith boulder will be opened by the connected magic machinery, so I said that the whole red clay city is actually part of this holy temple."

"There is such a wonderful machine?" Thinking of the metal twisting friction he heard just now, Fat Man's face flashed a little surprise. He thought that this might be a sky temple free from destruction, but the only thing he didn't think of here. It would be the burial ground of the prophet Ferran, the most respected by the Salander,

Such a huge design also made the fat man secretly stunned. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "I just don't know whether the machine with such a powerful power is from the handwriting of the Muyako ancestors or one of the survivors of the prophet Ferran?

"It was designed by Prophet Ferran himself! If my family possesses such abilities, it will not fall into such a situation!" Muyakodir showed a bit of regret on his face, and said, while embarking on the hundred leading to the gate of the temple Rice steps

The abrupt red earth and stone form a stone forest of various shapes between the two sides of the walkway. At first glance, it seems to extend to an infinitely beautiful heaven and earth. The majesty of the man is breathtaking.

On the highest step, there is a temple that is more magnificent than the center of the red clay city. Its spectacular stone columns and arcades give an indescribable macro, seemingly completely not restricted by the laws of time and space. Under the rising sun, the golden light is brilliant. The temple door built on the huge mountain is 20 meters high. It is dark and mysterious, and a huge stone door can be seen vaguely.

The most strange place for fat people is here. The huge Mamunuk knight sculpture stands on both sides of the stone gate, and some choking white smoke rolls out from the temple door, and soon diffuses in the temple. All around, people who don't know, thought it was a fire inside the hundreds of years old temple

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's just a sign that the door of the temple is open!" Muyakodir explained with a smile. "This is the case every time the temple is opened. As the oracle of the Holy Land sounds, there will always be such smoke inside the temple. In fact, there are some choking people who are not poisonous at all. As long as the temple is closed, everything will be isolated. The last time the holy door was opened was ten years ago, and the time for opening the holy door was 3 hours each time, and gradually lost control. The stone gate of force. It will slowly fall as the intensity decreases, and finally completely closed with the ground!"

Muyakodir said nervously, "That is to say, if you don't come out in 3 hours, the time to open the holy door again must be pushed back ten years. Once a warrior of my family tried it, even if it was enough. In addition to water and food, it will also die inside, so under normal circumstances, our family is forbidden to open!"

"In such a dangerous place, let me take the place of the prince instead!" Reposti asked the fat man.

"No, I must go and see for myself!" The fat man sniffed, as if he smelled something from the ubiquitous mist here, his face changed slightly, and God waved his hand firmly to him,

He looked at the gate of the holy temple in the distance, and he also started to shine brightly,

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Taking the cloud-like mist in front of me, it feels like a little watery choking nose, obviously it is the huge water vapor emitted by the machinery burning inside, because the temple door opens and drifts out from inside.

Before linking up, there was a quick, weird metal turnaround sound at the foot, and the fat man was almost sure,

The so-called war of thousands of people who opened the gates of the temple should be an artificial motive force for inducing some kind of steam machinery.

Then the whole machine can pull up the huge pounds of boulders that block the gate of the temple, the natural heat source, a lot of water vapor, and the violent friction of the machine.

The fat man feels that he seems to have touched something indistinctly, but he can’t tell for a while

"If so, please allow your majesty to come in with your majesty!" Reposti saw that His Falcon was so determined that he could only bow his head with dignity. "Otherwise, Reposti would be charged with violating the will of His Majesty. Never let your majesty step into this dangerous place!"