Before arriving at the Moon Goddess Tower, Yue Jinghua originally thought that a large number of profound formations must have been set up in the Goddess Tower that could defend against profound beasts.
So she wanted to take Qian Luo with her, but she didn't know that General Yalei explained that the operation principle of the Goddess Tower is not a profound formation, and there is no mysterious power device like a mysterious core in the tower.
This surprised Yue Jinghua and made him even more curious.
When she walked into the lighthouse with Captain Yalei, she couldn't help being shocked.
Salman and the others who came with them also clicked their tongues, "It's amazing, isn't this a holy pattern? Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen so many holy patterns."
Even Long Rui and the others, who were well-versed in the imperial capital, couldn't help raising their heads and holding their breath, looking around.
The Moon Goddess Tower is a tower about 100 meters high from the outside. Its interior is very ordinary, it is divided into thirteen floors, from the first floor to the twelfth floor, it is just the most common staircase window sill, there is nothing special about it.
But on the thirteenth floor of the Goddess Tower, from the scull to the roof, all are engraved with holy patterns.
After careful identification, Yue Jinghua found that on the thirteenth floor alone, there were as many as a thousand holy patterns, each of which was different.
What surprised Yue Jinghua was that there were many holy patterns among them, not to mention she had never seen them, she had never even heard of them.
Compared with alchemy, her holy pattern skills are even scarcer, and many of them are learned indirectly through Yunluo.
The other part was learned from Shaxi by stealing, but never really learned systematically.
The cool and humid sea breeze came out, Yue Jinghua only felt her heart beating, as if she saw a huge treasure house, quietly opening in front of her.
"Look here is a stone tablet," Salman found a stone tablet on the top of the lighthouse.
The stele is already very old. It looks like it has a history of hundreds of years, and its surface has also shown signs of weathering.
"That is the tower stele. It was left by the ancestors and sages who built the Moon Goddess Tower. But for some reason, the text on it is very weird, and no one can understand it. A while ago, the Moon Goddess Tower suddenly lost its defenses. After the function, we also asked someone to study it carefully, but no one has been able to interpret it," Captain Yalei has been stationed in this area for a long time, and he is very familiar with the situation in Vatican Port.
Yue Jinghua remained silent, bent down, and rubbed those ancient characters with her fingers.
When her fingers touched those inscriptions, she suddenly felt a jump in her heart.
"Captain Yalei, to tell you the truth, I am a tattoo master. I suspect that the real builder of this lighthouse is not some ancient sages, but a few great saint tattoo masters. The reason why the lighthouse suddenly lost its defensive function , is also related to the holy pattern here, so if you trust me, please temporarily close the lighthouse, I want to study in the lighthouse for a few days, maybe I can find a way to restore the lighthouse, "I heard that Yue Jinghua is Nan Zhengjun is another tattoo master, and Captain Yalei was immediately in awe.
Yue Jinghua's companions, except for Chi Xi, Salman and Qian Luo, were also surprised. They never knew that Yue Jinghua was also a tattoo artist.
This kid is not a monster.
In fact, Captain Yalei has racked his brains and used various methods, but he has not found a way to make the lighthouse work again.
Although I don't know how sure Yue Jinghua is, the current situation of the lighthouse can only be left to her for the time being.
For the next few days, Chi Xi was responsible for delivering water and food, and for the rest of the time, Yue Jinghua stayed alone in the lighthouse.
After everyone left, Yue Jinghua called out the golden silkworm and the flaming stork.
"Both of you, identify the words on it, but the characters of the Dragon Clan?" Yue Jinghua looked at the words on the stone tablet and felt familiar.
After thinking about it carefully, I realized that the text on it was very similar to the text on the letter brought by the Flaming Stork from the Moon Plane earlier.
It's a pity that last time, when she met the colorful dragon offering sacrifices to Xuechen, it happened to be a troubled time, so she didn't hurry to ask about the characters of the dragon clan.
After taking out the letter and comparing it, Yue Jinghua became more certain that the stone tablet in the Moon Goddess Tower was written in the dragon language.
Could it be that this lighthouse and the holy patterns here are all left by the dragon pattern masters
Yue Jinghua couldn't be sure, so he had to compare the golden silkworm and the flaming stork, who knew a little bit of dragon script, and translated the limited dragon script that the two beasts knew.
After a while of translating, even though she didn't fully understand it, it roughly confirmed Yue Jinghua's conjecture.
This Moon Goddess Tower was indeed left by the ancestors of the Dragon Clan. For unknown reasons, several sages of the Dragon Clan passed by here by chance. Seeing that the fishermen in this area were attacked by sea beasts, they built the Goddess Tower here together. On the thirteenth floor at the top, a large number of holy patterns are engraved.
It is these more than a thousand holy patterns that have transformed Vatican Harbor from a fishing village that was attacked by sea beasts to the most powerful seaport in the empire.
The time at the end of the stele shows that it was more than 800 years ago that these dragon tattoo masters built this lighthouse.
"For more than 800 years, just relying on 1,008 holy patterns has protected Vatican Harbor from sea beasts for more than 800 years. This is simply inconceivable," Yue Jinghua barely read and "understood" this Stele.
Yue Jinghua couldn't help raising her head, and looked at the holy pattern located in the sky of the lighthouse.
She stared at those holy patterns obsessively, until the sky was getting dark, she still remained motionless as if petrified.
When Chixi came to deliver the meal, she saw Yue Jinghua standing still like a statue. She was a little worried and waited beside her.
This time, Yue Jinghua made a move, but sat down disregarding politeness, spread out the big characters, put his hands on the pillow, and lay directly on the ground.
"Auntie, you don't have to wait for me, I'll eat when I'm hungry, you go back earlier," Yue Jinghua said, her eyeballs were still bewitched, stuck to the holy pattern on top and motionless.
Seeing this, Chixi was both helpless and funny, so she shook her head and left.
Yue Jinghua lay like this, and after nightfall, he could only see the holy patterns that were dim in the daytime, like lit candles, emitting a faint soft light.
Those soft lights, like moonlight, are not dazzling.
The lighthouse gradually lit up, and the soft light formed by the collection of more than a thousand patterns was like a bright moon on the sea. The lighthouse lit up, and the lights formed by the holy patterns shone out all the way.
The dark sea is brightened by the lighthouse.
Gradually, Yue Jinghua's eyelids began to fight, and her eyeballs became sore, but she still couldn't bear to close them.
Those more than a thousand holy patterns lingered in her eyes like stars all over the sky.