This voice was still composed of a strange language, Tang Ling still couldn't understand it, but he could still inexplicably feel the meaning of the words in the language.

Samples, take, confirm and so on.

What kind of sample is this black object that you are holding? Up to this point, Tang Ling definitely didn't think that this was a temple full of inhuman power, that kind of god creation.

If you think about it, it's full of hyper-tech.

Thinking about it, Tang Ling carefully wrapped half of his black object and put it into his backpack, and then lifted the dagger that was inseparable from the black object with a strange look.

How to say that? The legend of the pre-civilization has a sword in the stone, what is this yourself? When you fight, you take out a handful of 'hard and black'?

Jokes aside, it is impossible for Tang Ling to fight with this dagger at this stage, and what happened just now only made Tang Ling more sure of one thing.

This dagger is 'alive'!

In fact, Tang Ling had doubts from the beginning, the wooden handle, the seamlessly connected blade, the natural barb and the blood groove, it was like a living thing, not artificially created.

And now the creation technology of the Purple Moon Era, material science has surpassed the previous civilization, except for the changes in the geology, various basic elements have formed new combinations, forming new minerals.

Another huge reason is the use of biomaterials.

Tang Ling was hypothesizing, what if there was a creature that was naturally suitable as a weapon? After all, what he was obsessed with was Shinzo, the legendary highest-level weapon material.

Although his characteristics were not too clear, with just a little description, Tang Ling thought that this kind of thing should belong to a relatively special existence.

Like between a creature and a half-creature being? Who knows? The Purple Moon Age has made the entire planet mysterious.

After putting away the dagger and the black object, Tang Ling's heart was still hot.

He knew that the key to just being able to collect the black object was his blood, so what about the rest?

The wound hadn't healed yet, and Tang Ling didn't mind giving it a try.

But the result made Tang Ling want to burst into foul language! It didn't work, it didn't work, even if he smeared one of the smaller weird objects with his blood, nothing would happen.

Tang Ling was afraid that he would be anemic?

It seems that these things on the shelf, I can't make up my mind anymore, so what about these eggs?

They're definitely creatures, doesn't Wenbu's words affirm that? "If you can't hatch, the egg liquid is highly poisonous."

Tang Ling was young after all, so he just wanted to get two of them out to see if he really couldn't hatch?

A few more, a few more chances.

In addition, there was another thought in Tang Ling's heart, that is, he wanted to eat one! This is definitely not an inexplicable idea. Although Wenbu said that the egg liquid is highly toxic, from another point of view, does it mean something?

It shows that the egg was broken, and someone tried to eat it, but it was poisoned.

Regarding this point, Tang Ling's idea is that if the energy is too explosive, it will also poison people, and those who are not good at the physical foundation should try to eat one, two, or three levels of fierce beast meat? It will definitely explode and die, unless there is a unique formula, or it has officially entered the cultivation.

The world is so big, maybe you can find a recipe for this egg? For example, scrambled eggs with green onions, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, etc.

Thinking about it, Tang Ling was a little greedy, he opened his backpack, and prepared to take away ten or eight of these eggs.

Yes, Tang Ling was not greedy, so he was ready to take only ten or eight.

The mysterious language that rings here at any time indicates that surveillance is everywhere. It's just eight out of ten, and it won't touch the bottom line, right?

Tang Ling just guessed! If it weren't for that mysterious voice, Tang Ling's own idea was to take away the eggs here, all of them.

Next, Tang Ling was depressed again!

Can't take it away, these eggs are also bound by a mysterious force, and none of them can be taken away!

Damn, you let Udi Crow steal it and won't let me take one? Tang Ling was unusually angry, and even considered whether he should pretend to be a Udi purple crow and come in again?

Obviously, this idea is not valid, because he doesn't have many holy blood pills, and secondly, who knows what kind of coincidence that Udy purple crow used to get rid of an egg?

This made Tang Ling a little depressed.

After all, as far as the eye can see, in addition to these eggs, there is only the shelf, and other than that, it is the temple in Wenbu's mouth.

It is said to be a temple, but in fact it is more like a large shrine, with two pieces of yellow cloth covering the entire shrine, and it can only be seen that the shape of this shrine is rather bizarre.

It has an octagonal shape, somewhat resembling an abstract gossip.

It's made of wood, but it's very weird, with a metallic texture and three colors.

Is it artificially applied? Tang Ling regarded this place as a super-tech storage room, and there was no so-called awe in his heart, he reached out and touched it.

It's a natural color! Is there such a tree on the planet with a three-color trunk? Obviously not, Tang Ling has not seen it in the species records of the Purple Moon Era, and of course it is possible that the poor database of Safe Zone 17 is really limited.

In addition to this, the vitality of this tricolor tree seems to be extremely tenacious, and it even grows young branches with black and white leaves.

Yes, the black and white leaves, black and white intertwined, have an indescribable sense of sacredness, and are full of vitality.

Tang Ling remembered the words on the map notebook, a series of statements about the fierce plant, so his hands were itchy, and he couldn't help but want to tear off a piece and eat it to try it.

As a result, as soon as the idea came to him, he felt a violent electric shock as soon as he put his hand on the blade.

Before he could react, he heard a 'brush', and then a puff of black smoke came out of Tang Ling's head, and a puff of black smoke also erupted from his nose, and his hair directly turned into an explosive head.

"I'll rub!" Tang Ling directly burst into a foul language, hurriedly let go, and the whole person rolled out seven or eight meters.

is cooked, and at least seven or eight small places on the body have been cooked, and there are a series of bubbles.

Fortunately, it was Tang Ling, and ordinary people must have been seriously injured this time.

Or, this shrine definitely has the ability to electrocute Tang Ling at one time, and this time it was just to warn Tang Ling, so he didn't make a heavy move.

Tang Ling wanted to scold, who was so unfriendly? If you don't let you pull the leaves, you can say something, why do you just go straight to the electricity?

But Tang Ling didn't dare, he stood up, folded his hands, and first shouted God bless, the little one is here to worship you.

I shouted again to the Jade Emperor, if the Buddha is a little one, he has come to see you.

Finally, after thinking about it, I drew another cross and shouted hello Jesus.

That's pretty much it?

In fact, it is no wonder that Tang Ling, if the inheritance of civilization is severed, the inheritance of religion will also be severed, and he is already rich in knowledge to be able to shout these names.

After recognizing the boss indiscriminately, Tang Ling asked for a psychological comfort, and at this time, he stepped forward and quickly pulled open the yellow cloth that covered the shrine, wanting to see what was sacred on the shrine.

Then, Tang Ling saw it!

He saw that the shrine was not dedicated to any holy, not even a human, but to a bird.

Udi Crow? Are you kidding! How could that be that?

The bird in the shrine was half-human-sized, with an elegant body like a red-crowned crane of a pre-civilization, its feathers were cyan with red stripes, and its beak was white.

At first glance, there is nothing strange about it, but if you look closely, those red streaks look like flames, burning at any time.

It's just a wood carving, but it gives people a lifelike and almost real feeling.

Is it this bird that the six villages of the grassland worship?

Tang Ling grabbed his explosive head, and he definitely couldn't figure out where this bird was sacred, and what level of fierce beast it should belong to? It should be amazing, right?

However, this shrine is only dedicated to a bird, and there are no other secrets? Tang Ling probed carefully, trying to find some other clues.

And the hard work paid off, and he found that on the back panel of this shrine, there were still some patterns recorded.

These patterns are made up of two parts, one is like words, but they don't belong to any of the planet's writing systems.

Out of a sensitive mood, Tang Ling hurriedly took out a notebook and recorded these patterns as they were.

The other part of the pattern is a variety of gestures.

The gestures are very weird, and some of them are so distorted that they don't look like human movements.

Tang Ling didn't know why, but he was deeply attracted by these gestures.

He tried to make the simplest of them, but when it was formed, nothing happened.

Could it be that these are meaningless sacrificial gestures? Tang Ling sat cross-legged in front of these gestures, holding his cheeks and thinking, he absolutely believed that his first feeling must be attracted for a reason!

Try to analyze it with precision instinct? Tang Ling began to concentrate and use his precise instinct to look at these gestures.

Then, he noticed a little difference, that is, the patterns of these gestures have dark lines in them, as if marking the flow of energy!

That's the key!

But in the next moment, Tang Ling found that his spiritual power was like flowing water, gathering in his brain and began to support his precise instinct.

It seems that it takes a huge amount of mental power to see the lines of these energy flows!

Tang Ling was very decisive, and while his mind began to quickly record these gestures, he quickly traced the direction of energy flow in his notebook.

Hurry, it has to be faster! Even with Tang Ling's strong mental strength, he found that he couldn't support it for twenty seconds.

Soon, Tang Ling's nosebleed dripped onto the notebook, and this way of using precision instinct was even more mentally demanding than the extreme use of precision instinct in battle.

Tang Ling's brain swelled, but he was reluctant to stop, he knew that the opportunity was fleeting, and he would enter here in the future, I am afraid I don't know how long it will be!

However, no matter how strong a man's will is, he cannot reverse everything.

After surviving twenty-three seconds, Tang Ling's brain 'buzzed', and his entire brain went blank for a short time, and then he fell to the ground on his back all of a sudden.

Fighting to the limit, there was a weak state, Tang Ling had already tried it I don't know how many times.

But at this time, Tang Ling discovered that the weak state of being drained of mental power was even more uncomfortable than the weak state of extreme combat.

The world is spinning, and there can be no slightest thought, and the slightest thought will become a huge burden.

Although the body still has strength, the brain can't command the body at all, and the whole person can only lie quietly on the ground, as if lying on the rough sea.

I want to throw up! Tang Ling resisted this impulse, stayed in the temple for almost 40 minutes, and experienced several strange things, Tang Ling already had a trace of awe in his heart.

Isn't it a little bad to vomit in such a sacred place as someone else?

Half an hour passed.

Tang Ling was still lying motionless, but at this time, he finally recovered a little, he dragged his backpack with difficulty, and stuffed a piece of fierce beast meat in his mouth.

With the replenishment of the beast meat, Tang Ling's brain finally felt a little better.

After ten minutes, he was able to sit up and think a little.

What are those gestures? Tang Ling judged from the flow of energy hidden behind him that it should be a combat technique, well, a combat technique that emits energy?

Tang Ling wasn't quite sure, but he had seen high-end battles, such as whether it was Su Xiao, Worf or that Qi Jun, when they used their natural abilities, they would clench their fists in a strange way.

This action is very subtle and very fast, if it weren't for Tang Ling's excellent eyesight, excellent memory, and precision instinct, he might not have been able to capture this action.

Therefore, looking at these gestures, Tang Ling would subconsciously associate them with the action of clenching their fists.

Is there any connection between the two? Or is it that the energy is played out with this gesture, and some kind of natural instinct can appear?

Tang Ling couldn't wait to give it a try.

But now that the situation of spiritual power made him continue to wait, just because Tang Ling was still uncertain, was it energy or spiritual power that flowed behind this gesture?

Time passed minute by minute in such a wait, but Tang Ling did not waste this time, he learned these gestures one by one.

Surprisingly, with Tang Ling's amazing body control ability, these gestures were still very difficult to learn.

More than an hour had passed, and Tang Ling had only learned four of the gestures, which was still reluctant.

Because, the whole gesture must be exactly the same, once this gesture is made correctly, the whole gesture looks inexplicably more indescribable.

If it's just a shape, then there won't be this kind of momentum at all.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is clearly the same gesture, but in fact, the slightest difference in angle cannot successfully make these gestures.

If there was no precise instinct to help Tang Ling correct these gestures, Tang Ling would really learn, even if it was just a gesture, it would take at least three days or more.

At this time, it was already an hour and a half before Tang Ling exhausted his mental power.

He finally recovered most of his mental strength, and decided to test the results of his studies.

Before this, Tang Ling still had an idea in his heart, could he once again use his precision instinct to probe the backplate and record all the unrecorded secret maps of gesture energy circulation?

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