Chapter 902: Ancient Ancestral Land

Wakanda's technology is extremely powerful, and it can only be compared with the top technology mastered by very few forces such as the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. There is always a mysterious, ancient and strong African style in that powerful technological civilization.

Of course, in a certain sense, it can also be said to be a very old and antique rustic, such as a spear-shaped vibro-gold energy gun, a bed-sheet-like vibrating-gold energy shield, or a sacrificial ceremony buried in the soil.

The ancestral cave, under the huge altar.

Jordani, Tony, T'Challa, and Shu Rui were dug and buried in a row. Among them, Jordan and T'Challa were the leaders, while Tony and Shu Rui just followed them to make soy sauce.

Surrounding the altar, a group of devout and old Wakanda people slowly danced an ancient and mysterious dance, surrounded by Tony four people, the most respected and respected old woman in the entire ancestral cave was dressed in national costumes , holding a lotus leaf-shaped leaf in his hand, with misty colors in his eyes, singing a strange syllable.

Jordani and T'Challa have already gone through such a process, they didn't say anything, they just waited quietly, even Shu Rui, because of the reverence of the Wakanda royal family for the ancestral cave, even if he was a little curious, Also maintained a certain degree of silence.

Only Tony, after being buried in the soil for only two minutes, the whole person looked a little impatient, and whispered: "Joe, T'Challa, have you been here before? Why did you bury us in the ground?" Li, to be honest, this makes me feel a little dull, uh, I have some dirt on my face, can I get someone to scratch it..."

Tony is such a chatterbox, even if he speaks in a low voice, he still stands out in this already quiet cave in the ancestral land.

The pious believers gathered around the altar have stared at Tony several times.

Just when Tony was talking more and more, Jordani finally couldn't help it, and said: "Tony, this is the rule of Wakanda. You must learn to respect the culture of a nation. At this time, we should keep quiet!"

Jordani's opening this time was slightly serious. Even if he couldn't see Jordani's expression, Tony had already sensed the seriousness conveyed by Tony.

With such a stubble, Tony finally closed his mouth quickly, as if he was waiting for something.

Taking advantage of such a quiet time, Jordani quietly sensed the mysterious power floating in the cave of the ancestral land.

This kind of mysterious power actually exists in the city of Wakanda outside the cave of the ancestral land, but it is very thin. It is only slightly stronger in the place where the statue of the black panther goddess is.

But the mysterious power in the caves of the ancestral land is extremely strong, especially when the devout believers sing and cooperate with the sacrificial dance, the fluctuations and traces of that mysterious power are more obvious.

It is different from pure spiritual energy, and completely different from original soul energy. In this mysterious power, even in the purest place, it seems to carry an existence similar to thinking.

Especially after the old man finished singing and fed the medicine made by the heart-shaped grass into the mouths of the four of Jordani, the mysterious energy began to become more intense and pure.

Incense, no, to be precise, it should be the power of faith.

After Jordani noticed this mysterious power,

Jordani almost instinctively came up with such an idea in his mind.

But even Jordani couldn't judge the exact nature of this power in a short while.

Just when Jordani wanted to understand more clearly, after taking the heart-shaped herb potion, Jordani soon felt a deep drowsiness, and it was only a blink of an eye. When he opened his eyes again, he The whole person has come to a peaceful world of lavender.

It seems that it is still on the African grassland, with huge baobab trees and a large number of shrubs, as if the whole world is covered with a layer of tulle.

"Ancient ancestral land!"

Jordani didn't know what this place was, but at this moment, T'Challa blurted out a word anxiously.

Tony didn't know when he appeared, and said, "Where is the ancient ancestral land? Are we still on the earth? Well, how did we transfer here? Is it a new type of teleportation technology?"

Tony's thirst for knowledge is particularly strong.

Jordani and T'Challa directly ignored Tony's words and questions, and looked around. On the contrary, Shu Rui, after a moment of surprise, suddenly said: "This is the place where the predecessors of our Wakanda royal family are buried. I just heard that such a place exists, but I didn’t expect it to exist, brother, this shouldn’t be real, right, does the Black Panther Goddess live in this world?”

T'Challa shook his head and said: "Yes, and no, but I remember that the last time I saw the extremely noble Black Panther God in that direction, I don't know if the other party is in this world."

The place T'Challa pointed to was exactly the place that Jordani had experienced before, but he fell into the endless white mist a few hundred steps away.

Preventing Tony and Su Rui from asking questions again, Jordani took the first step and said, "Let's go, we need to go over there and have a look!"

Following Jordani's lead, the four of them arrived at the place full of white mist in just a moment.

When it came last time, Jordani couldn't feel it, but this time, through the misty white fog that covered the sky, Jordani vaguely heard countless voices from Wakanda.

Moreover, Jordani discovered that these so-called white mist are actually the mysterious power in the caves of the ancestral land of Wakanda, which is more dense and even forms a mist form visible to the naked eye.

It is said to be misty, but in fact, this white mist does not contain any water vapor.

Jordani tried to capture the white mist with his own spiritual power and divine power, but it didn't work. It was like a sieve, passing through the white mist all over the sky.

Jordani wanted to try again, but at this moment, the white mist that lingered all year round, as before, unfurled towards both sides after the four of Jordani approached, as if wisdom had been born. After a short time, a long passage was formed.