Ye Qingyu looked at the broken legs of the table, and he didn't know what to say.

Everything happens here is completely different from my own phenomenon.

Where is the so-called truth?

If my father dies, he will never lie to himself.

But why did I stand in the deepest part of this sacrificial temple for almost half an hour, but nothing happened?

Did you ignore something?

Ye Qingyu lowered his head and thought carefully, recalling his father's words before his death, but there was no clue at all. When he thought about his father's death, he seemed to have no similar clues left.

So what was wrong?

Ye Qingyu couldn't figure it out.

He forcibly suppressed the impatience in his heart, took a deep breath, and simply sat cross-legged in front of this broken bluestone table, used the nameless mind method, and began to practice.

Since he entered the sacrificial temple, Ye Qingyu was definitely unwilling to return so idle. He needed to calm down and wait a little while to see if there were any other changes that would occur.

Time passes by minute by minute.

About half an hour later, Ye Qingyu opened his eyes again.

In the hall, nothing has changed.

Ye Qingyu carefully observed the stone table, rubbed his palms on the surface of the stone table, trying to find some mystery, but they all failed. The stone table was an ordinary bluestone table, and it did not contain any formations, nor was it hard...

Ye Qingyu had no doubt that he could crush the stone table with just a little force.

Then he began to observe the walls of the stone palace.

After a full stick of incense, he gave up...

Because there is no mystery on the wall.

And the brass military medal floating in the void above his head gradually began to converge, and finally turned into what he usually looked like, fell down, and fell into Ye Qingyu's palm.

The touch feel is slightly warm, no longer the previous hot feeling.

What is going on?

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but become a little impatient again.

He is a very calm and not impulsive person on weekdays. He likes to plan and then act, but this time...

The truth about his own life experience is the biggest mystery in him, and it is also the thing that Ye Qingyu wants to know most after experiencing the Battle of Light City. He was originally full of confidence and thought he would get the answer.

Who knows...

Ye Qingyu took back the drop of blood, stood there and thought about it for a while, then turned around and left the hall.

When he walked out of the hall, Yu Xiaoxing was playing with the two cranes carrying them to the main peak.

"Cousin, you're out," Yu Xiaoxing smiled and greeted Ye Qingyu, but soon realized that Ye Qingyu's expression was not right, and his tone changed, and he said, "What's wrong? Cousin, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ye Qingyu smiled, took a deep breath, and said, "Xing'er, have you ever entered this sacrificial temple before?"

"I've been in." Yu Xiaoxing nodded naturally and said, "Before I was ignorant, my mother took me in to participate in the royal sacrificial ceremony. Later, after I remembered, every year of clan sacrifices, I would come back to participate... What's wrong? Why are you asking this, cousin?"

Ye Qingyu continued to ask, "Then... do you know what it looks like in the sacrificial temple?"

"Ah? Cousin, didn't you go in just now?" Yu Xiaoxing was stunned, but she roughly said the decorations and layouts in the sacrificial temple.

After hearing this, Ye Qingyu felt like he was fond of thunder.

"What? You said... In the sacrificial temple, there are nine layers of altars, ancestral tablets and statues, weapons used by clan ancestors, and divine cauldrons to suppress the fortunes of major provinces?" After hearing this, Ye Qingyu couldn't help but be stunned and exclaimed in disbelief.

How is this possible?

Ye Qingyu seemed to have seen a ghost in the daytime.

Why is the sacrificial temple described by Yu Xiaoxing completely different from everything he saw?

Did you go the wrong way?

impossible.

There is no fork in the sacrificial temple. It is absolutely impossible for you to go the wrong way by going all the way.

But why is this happening?

Ye Qingyu felt that everything she heard and saw today was really incredible.

After a pause, he thought of a solution and said, "Xing'er, can you accompany me into the sacrificial temple again? I have some questions... I may need to enter with you to figure it out."

Yu Xiaoxing's pretty and delicate white face turned slightly red. It seemed that she thought of other things. She nodded quickly, jumped over and said, "Of course."

The two walked side by side, step by step towards the temple of sacrifice.

Entering the temple again, Ye Qingyu's heart jumped up again.

If Yu Xiaoxing saw that there was only a broken bluestone table in the sacrificial temple, she would definitely jump up in surprise, right?

Ye Qingyu thought so.

But he soon became dull again.

"Why...is this happening?"

He can't walk anymore.

Because everything in front of me was clearly different from what I saw before. The armors were like statues, standing on both sides of the temple. They were extremely precious at first glance. Each armor held a weapon in his hand, and it was also an antique of treasure-level weapons, no worse than the [White Horse Armor] of the White Horse Tower in Youyan Pass.

In addition to the human-shaped armor lined up like a guard, there is also a bright red velvet carpet on the ground beneath his feet, made of gold wire alchemy materials, with energy light waves flowing, as if stepping on a cloud.

Walking further, you can see yellow divine tripods that suppress the fortunes of major provinces, of varying sizes, all standing with three legs, with a golden dragon pattern. Each one is simple and elegant, exquisite and noble, and beautiful.

There are strange and magical energy that is nurturing and flowing in the divine cauldron.

Further inside, there is the inner hall.

There are statues of the ancestors of the fish clan standing, each of which is made of yellow clay, with bright pigments, just like a real person, with incense and fireworks...

Going in further...

Ye Qingyu could not believe everything he saw.

What's going on?

When I first entered this temple, the pictures I saw were completely different from what I saw at this moment... What was wrong?

Ye Qingyu fell into strange silence and dullness.

"Cousin, cousin... are you okay?"

Yu Xiaoxing shouted loudly on the side.

Bingxue was as smart as her, so naturally she had already discovered Ye Qingyu's absent-mindedness and looked at him with some concern.

"Ah? Oh..." Ye Qingyu shook his head hard, forced a smile, and said, "It's okay, I'm fine."

What's wrong?

Why is this happening?

Ye Qingyu thought hard.

Suddenly a light of inspiration flashed through his mind.

Yes, yes!

When I first entered the sacrificial temple, I walked in with the military medal like a street lamp. This time, the military medal fell into a strange silence and no longer floated and shone, but Yu Xiaoxing brought him in.

This is the difference between entering the sacrificial temple twice.

Ye Qingyu even sounded suddenly. At that time, the light of the military medal led the way. He vaguely saw that there was an inaccurate texture on the walls of the sacrifice temple.

Could it be...this is the reason?

Could it be that this sacrificial temple actually contains two completely different spaces?

What kind of secrets are hidden in two different spaces?

But in my father's last words at the end of his life, which space should the temple of sacrifice that can find the truth?

Ye Qingyu carefully searched and sensed the sacrificial temple in front of him.

Unfortunately, his soul is now incomplete and his sensing ability is not strong.

After careful observation for half an hour, I still found nothing.

The military medal was in a state of complete silence at this time, and there was no longer any temperature. It was quietly located in the storage space, like a dead object.

It could no longer provide Ye Qingyu with any clues.

After staying in the sacrificial temple for an hour, Ye Qingyu was basically sure that he still couldn't get any information in such a sacrificial temple.

Intuition tells Ye Qingyu that the truth is hidden in another empty space of sacrificial temple.

Under Yu Xiaoxing's strange gaze, Ye Qingyu and her walked out of the sacrificial temple again.

The two beautiful cranes outside the hall saw Ye Qingyu coming out, and greeted him from a distance, jumped over briskly, rubbing Ye Qingyu affectionately.
To be continued...