Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Chapter 420 The fog buried her, and now she couldn’t even see who she was.

Hearing Fu Sheng say this, Mu Shi's expression changed. He thought highly of Fu Sheng's ability in formation. Even though she said it was just a guess, Mu Shi took it very seriously. Upon hearing this, he followed Yan Su to investigate.

However, time passed minute by minute, and it was almost dusk, and the two still had no results.

"She is just guessing. She is not a master of formations. You have wasted too much time on this just because of her words." Si Mu couldn't wait any longer and said, "Why don't you study other things carefully?"

However, after she finished speaking, no one paid any attention.

Even Xuan Rong didn't say a word.

In fact, he also felt that Shou Sheng and Mu Shi had spent too long on this tombstone, but after the exchanges yesterday afternoon and this morning, he knew that his formation strength was far inferior to that of the two. The two of them didn't say anything, so he had no right to say anything.

Another half hour passed, and the sky had completely darkened. Yan Su suddenly stood up straight and said, "I won't watch it anymore."

Everyone looked at him, thinking that Yan Su was going to give up.

Just when Mu Shi thought so, he heard Yan Su continue: "Just blow it up."

Everyone:?

The moment Yan Su finished speaking, a chill rose up around him. Yan Su pulled Fu Sheng behind him with one hand, then condensed a ball of ice with the other hand and attacked the tombstone before anyone could react.

"boom!!!!!"

A huge explosion echoed across the sky.

Youle and the others who didn't understand the formation were far away and were not affected much. Only Mu Shi, who was closest to the tombstone, was covered in debris from the explosion.

At the same time as the tombstone shattered, the entire fallen land suddenly began to change.

Fu Sheng felt that the ground beneath his feet suddenly became soft, as if it was collapsing.

In an instant, the world was spinning before my eyes and I could hear people screaming in surprise.

Fu Sheng couldn't see anything clearly, she only felt that in the chaos, a hand pulled her wrist and held her in his arms.

A familiar breath enveloped him, and knowing it was Yan Su, Fu Sheng, who was panicking, suddenly felt relieved.

The feeling of weightlessness was very obvious. While falling, Yan Su adjusted his posture and held Princess Fu Sheng in his arms.

Fu Sheng closed his eyes tightly and put his arms around Yan Su's neck.

The perception of time seemed to be stripped away at this moment. It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like only a moment.

During this process, Fu Sheng and Yan Su stayed close to each other.

Finally, it landed.

Fu Sheng opened her eyes and was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Because they were actually in an exquisite cave.

In front of me is a long corridor that seems to have no end, with cave walls on both sides.

The reason why it is called exquisite is that the overall workmanship of the cave is extremely smooth and exquisite. It does not look like it was formed naturally. There are no bumps on the wall. The cave corridor is arched, three meters high, and the cave walls on both sides are five meters apart, so the space is extremely large.

The most astonishing thing is that although there is no lighting here, the view is excellent and the light is as bright as day.

After landing, Yan Su put Fu Sheng down.

I don’t know if it was because they were dispersed during the descent, but now there are only Fu Sheng and Yan Su, and the others are nowhere to be seen.

Fu Sheng thought this should be the underground of the Falling Land, but when she looked up, she found that the top of her head was closed. This made Fu Sheng a little surprised, and she said, "Didn't we fall from above? Why is there no hole?"

Yan Su had already looked around at this time and said, "It's a space array."

Fu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Yan Su: "Space array?"

"Yes." Yan Su's eyes were deep, "We were teleported here by that formation. This is not the underground of the Fallen Land."

Fu Sheng's pupils trembled, "What about them?"

"It should have been teleported to another place." Yan Su said.

Fu Sheng looked a little dazed, and murmured, "It's actually a space array..."

Fu Sheng was not unfamiliar with space arrays. For example, the teleportation array was actually a small space array.

But she didn't expect that the type of formation would be a space formation.

Seeing Fu Sheng's expression, Yan Su said to her: "Have you seen that formation?"

This sentence is not a question, but a narrative.

This is what Yan Su wanted to say when Fu Sheng drew the formation.

But because Fu Sheng said he would tell him later, Yan Su never asked.

"Yeah." Fu Sheng pursed her lips. Now it was just her and Yan Su. She could finally say what had been weighing on her mind since yesterday.

Fu Sheng took a deep breath and said word by word: "That formation is a totem passed down from generation to generation by our Hualing tribe."

God knows what her mood was when Yan Su drew that part of the totem.

She was very familiar with that totem. It was an image she had seen often since she could remember, before she knew she was a member of the Painted Spirit Clan.

The first picture her mother taught her to draw was that totem.

At that time, Fu Sheng only felt that every time her mother taught her to draw that picture, her expression was very serious.

She didn't understand it at the time and asked her mother what it was, but her mother just smiled and said to her: "It is the root we can never forget."

Later, after her parents died, she was taken back to the Painting Spirit Tribe by her uncle, and only then did she finally realize that the pattern she had been drawing since she was a child was actually the totem of the Painting Spirit Tribe.

Totems have a supreme status in the hearts of the Hualing people.

Every year during the sacrifice, they worship the same totem.

Fu Sheng never thought that she would see the totem from their painted spirit tribe here, in this world that she thought was in the book.

It was as if the barrier between the second and third dimensions was broken, and Fu Sheng really felt dizzy at that time.

"Are you drawing the totem of the spirit race?" Yan Su was also a little surprised by Fu Sheng's words.

Of course he remembered what Fu Sheng said about her coming from another world, so he now understood why Fu Sheng reacted that way.

"So you guessed that the tombstone is the core of the formation because it is related to your totem?" Yan Su asked.

"Yes." Fu Sheng nodded, "The elders in the tribe once said that that place is the heart of the totem. The totem is very big, and when we worship, our eyes are always looking at that place."

That's why when Fu Sheng looked down at the ground from the air, he was able to find the tombstone where the heart was so accurately.

It turned out that it was not the heart, but the core of the formation.

"Yan Su..." Fu Sheng called out with confusion on his face.

Her emotions were often revealed on her face, but she had never had an expression like this before.

It was as if the road she was walking on suddenly disappeared, and the fog buried her. Now she couldn't even see who she was.

"Tell me, what is going on with all this?"

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