"The Sanctuary used to be Qinghai?"

"Shandia people, also Qinghai people?"

"How is this possible?"

Basso, Birona and others were shocked, and such a fact could not be imagined by them.

Since they were born, they have lived in the empty island, and all they see is a sea of white clouds. What Qinghai is like, what kind of environment the land below is, they have no way of knowing. The ancestors of the older generation have long since passed away.

Even the current patriarch is not clear about the history and truth of the long past.

No, not to mention, Tang En's sudden words surprised Basso and the others, and they also had a strong interest in the unheard of Qinghai.

The land is everywhere, the lush vegetation is no longer white, and although it has its own beauty, it makes people feel boring and boring.

"Has the history and glory of the Sandians been forgotten?"

Shaking his head, Don sighed.

Time can bury many truths, and so does the blank 100-year history, and so does the Sandia. What has stuck to this day may only be the honor of being a great soldier.

"Nope! The glory and history of the Sandia people, we have never forgotten! ”

Basso yelled.

"Don't you want to go back to your homeland?"

"The endless blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, countless fish swimming around you, and the Qinghai below is the hometown of the Sandia people."

"Your homeland is not here, but below!"

Don sighed, the picture he sketched was simple, but it attracted the five people in front of him, and they had already begun to fantasize about themselves in their minds.

"Qinghai! It's where we come from. ”

Basso muttered, still unable to believe the fact.

"There is a very classic story in Qinghai, and almost all children as young as five or six years old know this truth."

Tang En said slowly, but after saying a word, he shook his head again.

"Well, there are some things that can only be said to your patriarch."

"Take me to your patriarch!"

Basso opened his mouth, he also wanted to know more information, to know about his Sandia's past, and to understand the unknown world of Qinghai.

"I, we have to consult the patriarch when we get back, and he agrees before we can invite you to the Sandian settlement."

Birona took a deep breath and said with her head down.

"Is that so? It's good. ”

Don nodded in agreement.

"I'm going to the top of the highest vine, and you go back and ask the patriarch of Shandia, and if he agrees, you can come to me."

Basso and the others couldn't help but look up at the huge vines overhead, the green vines passed through the white clouds and stretched to the dome, with no end in sight.

"Where are you going? Can humans climb it too? ”

Basso muttered.

But thinking that the other party was a strong man far beyond his own strength, he was just puzzled and didn't really say it.

"Okay, let's go find the patriarch!"

Birona said.

Don smiled, turned his head and twisted, turned into thunder and lightning and disappeared in front of the eyes of the five people, and when he reappeared, he had already reached the top of the giant snake's head.

"Little snake, keep walking!"

The serpent swayed and crawled through the forest towards the vines.

The five of them looked at Don's back and took a slight breath.

Their instincts told them that the young man was not panicking, and that the Sandians might really be from Qinghai. But they can't guess the reason, after all, there is a vertical distance of 10,000 meters between the two, and no one can imagine it.

Turning around and jumping quickly into the jungle, the five of them ran quickly towards the Sandia settlement, Yunyin Village.

Don stood on top of the giant snake's head, and in the dense forest at night, most of the animals had rested, only the sound of insects chirping was mixed in, but there was a lively atmosphere in the silence.

He continued to close his eyes and rested silently.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight shone down the jungle, the serpent hissed and woke Don up.

When he opened his eyes, the thick, ancient vines full of traces of time met his eyes. Huge vines, their branches entangled, like a huge rope twisted, straight winding straight into the sky, piercing the white clouds, with no end in sight.

"It's here!"

With a muttered smile, Don gave orders to the serpent.

"Let's climb up the vine."

"It should be easy for you."

When the serpent heard the compliment, he seemed very excited, and he crawled with a lot of force, and in the blink of an eye he had climbed up the vine.

"Bang la la"

The sound in his ears continued, and the giant snake crawled very fast, climbing up the vines, it seemed to be his instinct, it played very well, and obviously liked this kind of movement.

After an hour or two, a man and a snake had broken through the white clouds between the vines and broken through the height.

"Do you see that golden light? The Golden Bell is there. ”

Don laughed.

The serpent hissed, quickening its movements, and its vague memory impressed the golden bell.

The speed was faster, and in an instant, the wind was whistling, and the giant snake crawled very hard, and the golden bell evoked its memories and made its heart full of emotion.

Half an hour later, a man and a snake climbed to the top of the vine.

At this moment, the golden bell is quietly there, shining in the sun, shining with brilliant golden light, warm and soft.

It was once the pride of the Sandians and a symbol of a unique ancient civilization, but the years have changed everything and it has been lost.

Tears were already streaming from the serpent's eyes, and it recalled that when he was born, when he was a child, he curled up under the warm golden bell, bathed in the sunset, and felt the warm rays of the sun.

At that time, there was a strong Sandia warrior who was always by its side, taking care of it, playing with it, and growing up with it.

Until one day, when it woke up, it suddenly found that everything was gone, and the whole world fell into loneliness.

The friend disappeared, the whole city, became dilapidated, and it began to search anxiously, in the ruined city, constantly searching.

As the years passed, it grew and became huge, but it never saw the golden bell that filled its childhood memories again.

Until this moment!

"Hisss hiss!"

The giant snake screamed in the sky, surrounded the golden bell with its huge body, and tears flowed from its eyes.

Don understood the serpent's feelings, and he silently walked over and stroked the other's head.

Stretching out his right hand, he lifted the tilted golden bell with one hand, and then laid it flat, and with a boom, the golden bell stood firmly in front of him.

"A perfect work of art!"

Don sighed.

This is not only a work of art, but also a bell of hope with great historical value and symbolic significance.

It represents the past that has passed, and the long-standing scam is actually real.

It represents the persistence of many generations of human beings, and it has been rewarded.

"The Lost Golden Bell is here!"

The old man's voice came from overhead, and the sound of air breaking through the air sounded, and one after another, figures stood behind Don and the giant snake.