The Mayan Altar, which is the most sacred area of the Mayans.

Sacrificing to the gods is an incomparably solemn and sacred event for the Mayans.

Fang Yun judged that in such a place, generally speaking, as long as the people who came understood the rules, did not mess around, and did not violate the taboo of the altar, then the possibility of a battle breaking out was relatively small.

In fact, the moment he ascended the passage of the Mayan Altar, when Fang Yun found that his cultivation had been greatly suppressed, Fang Yun had already suddenly understood this truth.

In the level of the Mayan sacrificial pit, the real battle should be the seven stars of the seven-star arch moon, and what appears on the altar should be other tests.

Of course, if the interlocutor can't see through this and has to mess around unscrupulously on the altar, then it is very likely that this altar will also burst out with incomparably powerful power and strike hard at the outsiders who blaspheme the gods.

The altar is the most important place.

Pious and solemn, this is an inevitable requirement.

Fang Yun led the monk up smoothly, without any hostile moves, and safely climbed to the top of the tower, and safely entered the resentful clouds.

When his body was submerged in the cloud of resentment, Fang Yun suddenly had an extremely strange feeling in his heart.

Originally, the clouds of resentment in the Mayan sacrificial pit were transformed by the thousands of years of resentment of the sacrificers and the destroyed Yin Ruins, and they were full of negative energy such as resentment and unwillingness.

But what is extremely strange is that the resentful clouds on the Mayan altar actually give people a feeling of infinite positive energy, and stepping into it, it actually gives people a feeling of relaxation and joy, like a spring breeze.

Comfortable all over the body.

Beside Fang Yun, Huang San couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

If it weren't for Fang Yun's explanation, he would have sighed at this time.

It's so weird, it's weird.

Fang Yun was calm, silent, and looked ahead.

In the middle of the altar, there is a boxy bronze platform, and a tall banner stands on the platform, as if waving in the wind.

The flag is held up by a white animal bone, and on it is embroidered with the totem of a divine horse.

Seeing this totem, Fang Yun couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, he really saw the information of the Xuanyao again, and he didn't know if he could find the Xuanniao's feather on this altar.

Looking away from the Xuanniao banner, Fang Yun looked at the platform, there was a bronze table, slightly lower than the platform, and many strange objects that Fang Yun did not know were enshrined on it, and the clouds of resentment were shrouded, just like the incense that rose in the curling.

A few days ago, it should be the real final suppressor of the Mayan sacrificial pit.

A prayer figure with his back to everyone, sitting cross-legged with his head bowed, with long hair on his head, resembles a bronze statue.

Fang Yun stood in front of the team, standing concentratingly, clasping his palms together, facing the Xuanniao banner in front of him, standing with his head down, and not in a hurry to speak.

Behind Fang Yun, his companions were extremely vigilant in their hearts, but they also did the same, just like Fang Yun, respectfully, standing quietly in place, waiting quietly.

There was an eerie silence on the altar.

There is only the Xuanniao flag, which seems to be whining under the blowing of the wind.

Standing concentrating on the altar, facing the Xuanniao banner, Fang Yun's heart gradually calmed down.

The feeling of being comfortable all over the body is becoming more and more obvious.

Before I knew it, the experience of entering the Mayan secret realm came to my heart.

Unconsciously, Fang Yun's cognition of Dashang also came to mind.

The Divine Destiny Bird descends to give birth to business.

In the ancient period of China, Dashang was an extremely important historical period that inherited the past and opened up the future.

It is also a historical period when the Chinese bronze civilization has reached its peak and the slavery system has fully matured.

In Fang Yun's mind, the history of Dashang is irreplaceable, just like Daxia, it also has an extremely important position.

In the face of such a long Chinese civilization, Fang Yun was in awe.

Standing in front of the Xuanniao banner, Fang Yun sank into pious nostalgia.

Behind Fang Yun, different monks had different experiences.

Ledham and Emma have traveled to the Mayan secret realm a lot, and they also have a high degree of recognition for the Mayan civilization, and they are also quite pious when they stand in front of the Xuanyao banner at this time.

Brother Zhong is a descendant of China, and he has a high degree of recognition of the ancient Chinese civilization, and he also has a general perception of Fang Yun, at this time, naturally, he also sank into prayer.

Huang San and Salmiyah also had some feelings because of the ancient Egyptian pyramids, and fell into contemplation.

The altar is completely silent.

As if to test everyone's patience, or to test everyone's piety, there was no movement at all on the altar.

Everyone was like a stone carving, and they stood here for a long, long time, but there was still no movement.

Don't look at Huang San, this kid usually jumps out and talks a lot, but at the critical moment, he can especially calm down, when he needs to keep his mouth shut, he stands by Fang Yun's side, and he will never say a word.

Among the team, the first to fall out of the state of sincere prayer was Emma, a simple-minded beauty.

Looking left and right, Emma suddenly noticed that her companions were still like stone sculptures.

No one else moved, and Emma was too embarrassed to move.

After waiting for a long time, it was really boring to stand, so Emma simply sat down cross-legged and began to meditate.

After a while, unconsciously, a deep tiredness welled up in her heart, and Emma's little head drooped, like the strange prayer figure in front of the banner of the Xuanyao, and she lowered her head and fell into a deep sleep.

After a few more moments, Salmiya awoke from his praying state.

Like Emma, after waiting for a long time, she still didn't see her companion wake up, so she meditated.

Originally, with Emma and Salmiyer's cultivation, there was basically no need to sleep, and the cultivation might sink into deep concentration, but it would not be easy to fall asleep.

But on this strange altar, Salmiya didn't last long, and fell asleep.

After a long time, Brother Zhong opened his eyes a little confused, looked left and right, and sensed a lot of inappropriateness.

Opening his mouth, Brother Zhong really wanted to remind Fang Yun that the situation was not right.

But in the end, Brother Zhong shook his head slightly, did not speak, and sat down cross-legged on his own and began to settle down.

It didn't take long for his snort to lighten and he snored softly.

With a big nose and easy snoring, as a monk, Brother Zhong actually has the habit of snoring.

On the altar, there were still three people, standing solemnly.

The lively and free Huang San.

Integrity, selflessness, righteousness, and brightness.

Fang Yun, who has a resolute and unyielding personality.

For a long time.

The three of them remained unmoved, still standing reverently and solemnly.

After a long time, changes began to appear on the altar.

The wind in the sky seemed to become stronger, and on the altar, the whining sound of the Xuanyao banner became more rapid and clearer.

The clouds of resentment also seem to be blown by the wind, and begin to change into various forms.

One moment like a tiger, another like a leopard, another like a dog......

Every time a form appeared, the expressions of Fang Yun and the other three would change slightly.

It didn't take long for Huang San and Ledham to open their eyes at the same time and fall out of their prayer states together.

Looking at both sides, and then at Fang Yun, Huang San and Ledam couldn't help but glance at each other in unison, seeing the surprise and inquiry in each other's eyes.

The state in front of him suggests that the Mayan altar has an invisible influence, and that if you wake up from a devotional state of sacrifice, you will most likely fall into a real slumber.

The meaning of the exchange of glances between the two was to discuss whether they needed to wake Fang Yun up at this time, and then, everyone worked together to break this extremely strange altar.

However, after the two looked at each other a few times, they shook their heads in unison.

Then, the two of them sat down cross-legged and sat behind Fang Yun.

A faint white light began to bloom on Ledham's body, and Huang San's body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of black light.

The two decided not to alarm Fang Yun, and decided to let Fang Yun judge for himself.

At the same time, the two went all out to drive their respective body protectors and began to fight against the thick drowsiness.

At this moment, Fang Yun was still praying sincerely.

Moreover, in the midst of prayer, a different scene has been encountered.

Or rather, at this moment, Fang Yun suddenly had a very weird, plausible feeling, as if he was dreaming just now, and now he has returned to normal.

The change, from the beginning of the prayer, has begun.

The beginning of the change started when Fang Yun helped Zu Yi and defeated the Ghost Fang Yin Emperor.

After defeating the Yin Emperor, Fang Yun was supported by everyone.

The bronze battle castle welcomed itself back to Haocheng, and the ancestor Yi God reverently knelt in front of Fang Yun, and gave his god hall to Fang Yun to rest.

Fang Yun was in it, rested for a while, and then dreamed that he had subdued the ancestral general, stepped on the Bronze Sword River, stepped into the ancient battlefield, entered the Mayan sacrificial pit, and encountered many extremely terrifying scenes.

Finally, the moment he saw the Holy High Priest, Fang Yun woke up from his nightmare.

After settling his mind, Fang Yun found that he was still resting in the temple of the Divine General Zuyi, and after the Holy High Priest heard about his defeat of the Ghost Fang Yin Emperor, he traveled thousands of miles to come over on behalf of the Great Shang Emperor to give himself the glory he deserved......

The first thing I saw when I woke up was the eyes of the Holy High Priest with boundless wisdom and compassion that were incomparably similar to those of the Great Elder Mou.