When you set foot on this land, the first thing you smell is a steady stream of spiritual energy, which is more than ten times richer than that of the outside world.

It was already the middle of the night, and the bright moon was spreading the earth in the sky, paving the surrounding scenery with a layer of cold brilliance.

As far as the eye can see, the jungle is deep, the vegetation is luxuriant, and it grows very strong.

The trees were entwined with vines, the thickness of the arms of several strong men, and the blades of grass were straight, not reaching the knees, and the wind was blowing, but they did not move.

Large mushrooms can be seen everywhere, scattered and scattered, mixed with sunflower plates that are larger than the face and extremely flamboyant.

The surroundings were very quiet, there were no birds, no insects, and no trace of life could be found.

Everything seems to be in silence, flowers and trees, mountains and rivers are all in a withered state, wrapped in dense white spider webs, showing desolation.

Meng Ge took a cautious step, and couldn't help but breathe lightly.

For a moment, only the sound of her footsteps could be heard in the entire forest.

This is her first time coming to Penglai Immortal Mountain, and she always feels very weird, and it is too different from what is described in the book.

If she hadn't been entrusted, she wouldn't have come here.

Walking through the dense forest until the end, I faintly heard the singing.

The voice was as soft as water, I couldn't understand what I was singing at all, and the tone was strange, with a unique charm, accompanied by the sound of the wind, as if there was nothing.

What's even more bizarre is that as the tone of the song becomes higher and higher, the surrounding scenery suddenly changes dramatically.

The air was filled with sparkling brilliance, vines began to grow on their own, and many flowers and plants scrambled to emerge from the soil and open one by one, emitting a rich fragrance.

The trees come to life at the speed of the naked eye, like an ink painting that gradually deepens, and suddenly comes alive, lush, and verdant.

When the wind blows, the leaves sway, as if in tune with the song.

Every few steps Meng Ge took, he could always see several glowing vegetation.

There are many kinds of them, and the colorful colors are repeated one after another, constantly changing, and there is a sense of unreality in the starlight.

Flocks of birds swirl in the air, bringing up a "milky way" as they fly.

They resemble phoenixes, petite in size, and their colored feathers glow blue and white.

"These are the birds? A mythical bird that is said to bring peace? ”

"Hmm...... Isn't it extinct? ”

The white mist rose from the ground, and only a very soft laugh could be heard from the depths of the jungle, and countless phantoms flickered one after another.

In the distance of the sky, you can see one after another crisscrossing mountains, on the mountains Qionglou and the palace are all white, and there are many unknown and strange gems inlaid on the jade pillars under the glazed tiles.

If your eyesight is better, you can see that all the people in the temple are beautifully dressed, have an extraordinary temperament, and are handsome and not like mortals.

Is it an immortal? Or is it spirit?

Meng Ge didn't know.