It's a pity that the dragon broke when it reached the junction of Big Tower Mountain and Little Tower Mountain.

It's like an intact railroad track, which was suddenly hit by an indescribable external force, which directly smashed the rail into twists.

The main dragon vein of the treasure island has completely collapsed at this point.

Although the temperature in Alishan is low, it is now in the cool weather of August and mid-autumn, and standing on the top of the mountain, you can clearly feel the cold and cool of the forest.

The cold wind on the mountain peaks scurried like headless flies, and the whirlwind ripped the tourists' clothes high, and the girls' hair flew wildly.

This is in stark contrast to the abundant aura environment on the mountainside.

At this moment, Jin Feng seemed to hear the wailing of the giant dragon under his feet.

Although more than 20 years have passed and the vegetation on the mountain has long since reformed, a huge wound can never be erased.

After seeing the birthplace of the dragon vein of Alishan, I finally cast my eyes on the distant Sun Moon Lake.

It's still a long way from Sun Moon Lake. Under the maximum visual distance of the eagle and the wolf, Sun Moon Lake is like a small cigarette box in his eyes.

While observing, Jin Feng also discovered a surprising phenomenon. That is, under the main peak of Alishan, the dragon vein leads deep into the Sun Moon Lake, and merges into another mountain from south to north.

That mountain used to be called Morrison Mountain, and now it's called Jade Mountain.

Yushan is the highest mountain in the whole treasure island, and Mount Everest is 1,300 meters higher than Alishan. It is also the most famous forest park on Treasure Island.

Farther away, only the outline of a few chopsticks can be seen, the smoke and rain are hazy, the clouds are deep and the fog is heavy, and the route of the dragon vein into the jade mountain can only be roughly calculated through the vague mountain trend and the clouds and mist flowing between the valleys and rivers.

Although he couldn't see the direction of the dragon vein that merged into the Jade Mountain, it was difficult for Jin Feng.

There are mountains and rivers flowing between the valleys, and there is fog on the water, and the fog travels with the water.

The wind in the valley would blow downward with the mist, and this was how Jin Feng's dragon was shut.

The more the aura gathers, the thicker the clouds will be. This is the most basic common sense in Feng Shui. It's called Tibetan Wind Gathering.

Many of the mountains of the Yin Mansion are surrounded by fog all year round, no matter the season, and people can never see which place he is hanging.

Xiangshan is still like this, not to mention the main dragon vein.

The clouds and mist in the sky were very low, enveloping the entire Yushan Mountain Range, and it was impossible to find the direction of the Yushan Mountains just by relying on those few outlines.

But Jin Feng's heart was filled with a strange feeling.

"Is there a dark dragon?"

From the scientific point of view of geography, Yushan has a high altitude, and Alishan should belong to the range of Yushan Mountain Range.

However, the main dragon vein of the treasure island is sent down from Alishan and Sun Moon Lake, which is recognized by all the earth masters.

The highest mountain does not produce dragon veins and dragons are born from the second mountain, this peculiar terrain vein is not nothing, but it is definitely rare.

Regarding the dragon vein of Treasure Island, Zhang Silong has the most right to speak. He also told Jin Feng many times about the dragon vein of Treasure Island.

The recognized main dragon vein did originate in Alishan, and the Heavenly Master Zhang Shiling had also seen it, and there was absolutely no fake.

But after that big earthquake, the main dragon vein was cut off, and the broken dragon vein raged endlessly, and there were more than 20,000 aftershocks of all sizes on the entire treasure island that year.

The geomasters, Taoist sects and Buddhist sects in Baodao Province are unusually unified, and they call it the Heavenly Tribulation.

But in the next 20 years, the main dragon vein of Alishan showed no signs of repair, which also made many earth masters puzzled.

During this period, the earth masters used several black technology methods and the oldest dragon hunting methods to explore the truth, but each time they were in vain.

In the end, they came to a startling conclusion.

That is, the main dragon vein of the treasure island itself is completely cut off.

When Jin Feng first heard Zhang Silong talk about it, he was completely dismissive of it.

The dragon vein is not a human body, and the blood vessels on the human body are cut off and gone.

If it was really cut off, Alishan would have become a no-man's land long ago.

But just now, after passing his own observations, Jin Feng doubted his judgment for the first time.

Shaking his head gently, he made up his mind that in the past few days, the main direction of attack will go through Alishan and Yushan to find out the crux of the problem.

When I returned to the mountain and passed by the aboriginal village, I bought two servings of roast boar meat and wasabi tofu.

Tourists from the mainland were dragged by the aborigines of the cottage to dance and sing mountain songs. A joyful and peaceful place.

When the beautiful singing of the girls of the enduring high mountains, clear streams, and blue Alishan sounded, the compatriots on both sides of the strait sang and danced, and the atmosphere also reached a climax.

The two black little girls looked at Jin Feng's watch shining, and were about to come over to pull Jin Feng to take a group photo together, but Jin Feng raised two greasy hands and politely rejected the kindness of the two mountain girls.

The taste of wild boar meat is slightly fishy, but it is in line with Jin Feng's taste.

Before leaving, I asked for a large portion to eat while walking, which attracted everyone's attention.

After a while, with a gust of cold wind, the mountain behind it suddenly darkened.

A drizzle of rain slowly spread across the mountain.

Smoke and rain fill the whole world, outlining the most magnificent ink painting. Drizzle, mist, green hills, green water, and ethereal valleys make people's mood blend into the ink of that paradise.

A strong mountain song echoes in the valley, bringing people a different feeling.

Walking to the pavilion where he had stopped, the whole world was already shrouded in fog, drizzle, people walked in the fog, and the villa area disappeared from view.

A few aborigines came out of another trail and walked quickly down the mountain. The walkie-talkie they wore was whispering some local slang.

Jin Feng, who was thinking of enjoying the beautiful rain scene, moved lightly, stepped out, and followed the aborigines down the mountain without hurrying.

The further down the hill we went, the more aborigines grew.

They were dressed simply, and their skin looked similar to Jin Feng's, and if Jin Feng changed into their clothes, it would be a standard aborigine.

They also carried old-fashioned long-barreled shotguns on their shoulders and cowhide-wrapped mountain knives on their backs.

Some of their excitement could be seen in their looks.

Although Jin Feng couldn't understand their slang, looking at their looks and equipment, he could also know that these aborigines were going to do something big.

The Zou people, the aborigines of Alishan, are natural hunters. In this Alishan Mountain, which is tens of kilometers away, there are countless prey, which is the source of their livelihood.

As expected, when they arrived at the road down the mountain, several policemen couldn't wait to surround them and spoke eagerly.

The leader of the Zou clan in a group of more than a dozen people listened to the policeman's words, nodded steadily, jumped into a pickup truck, and drove quickly down the mountain in a police car.

He hadn't gone far when suddenly, a sharp and rapid howl tore through the sky.

I only heard a strange sound in the dense forest.

The trees in the dense forest swayed and swayed and rattled from the top of the mountain to the bottom.

Police cars and pickup trucks scrambled to a stop. A group of Zou people jumped up in unison on the body of the pickup truck, skillfully withdrawing their guns and filling them with iron sand.

There were also a few middle-aged people who raised the noose and net pocket, and the old Zou old man kept screaming in his mouth, and pulled out the mountain knife in his hand.

Suddenly, the strange noise in the mountains and forests disappeared at once.

The people in the two cars slowly moved closer to the middle, staring intently at the woods opposite.

Suddenly, the leader of the Zou clan screamed.

Bang!

A muffled sound!

A huge black shadow shot out of the dense forest, leaped high, and hit its head in the middle of the body of the police car.

Immediately, the police car was struck by the huge figure and turned in a circle.

"Big boar!!

"It's this big boar!"

In the midst of the shouting, I saw a behemoth in everyone's eyes.

At that moment, the people at the scene couldn't help but gasp and couldn't help but go backwards.

The huge thing was a big wild boar as thick as a buffalo.

He was indeed the size of a large buffalo, and he was even longer.

The two fangs in his mouth alone reached an astonishing length of seven or eight centimeters, and the mane on his back was long and erect, as sharp as pine needles, and as sharp as iron needles, which made people shudder.

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