In the dark underground passage, Li Tomb is the light, all the way forward, from time to time there will be falling boulders blocking the road, but in the hands of Li Tomb, it is as if there is nothing, directly blasting out of a passage, all the way forward.

Just like that, three days later, according to Skynet's calculations, they had at least walked out of the ground for almost 2,000 kilometers, but the underground passage still seemed to have no end, and it continued to spread forward.

"I'll go, they're not going to gouge through the planet, are they?"

The red mutant parrot was already a little numb, and it had a toothache when it saw Li Tomb blasting open the boulder again and opening a passage.

"No, it won't."

Skynet spoke coldly, after walking for so long, it was also constantly calibrating the difference between this underground passage and the ground, "If this passage keeps moving forward, as I expected, maybe the exit will be in a place we are familiar with." ”

Li Tomb didn't ask Skynet what he found, just walked forward in silence, the greater the price the other party pays, then the more the other party wants to get.

Li Tomb has a feeling that the discovery of the red mutant parrot this time seems to be accidental, and I am afraid it is inevitable, just like this underground passage that has been occasionally blocked, but has not been broken, the other party may be consciously leading him to the exit.

"Are these natives sick in the brain? How many years will it take to build such an underground world? This is said to be blown up? ”

The red mutant parrot complained that after walking in this underground passage for three days, he could be regarded as understanding how much it would cost such an underground world to pay, which was definitely not built in one or two generations, I am afraid it took dozens of generations of efforts to build.

Considering that they still have to evade the surveillance of the Winged Man Candle Three, it is difficult to calculate the manpower, material resources and time required for this.

"Hey, hey. Fortunately, Wingman Candle San didn't know this place, otherwise it would be funny if he knew that he was carrying out this Chaoge plan and making a group of groundhogs. ”

The red mutant parrot was chirping, and suddenly saw Li Tomb looking back at him, his eyes indifferent. "Shut up."

The red mutant parrot hurriedly covered its mouth, feeling aggrieved in her heart, and didn't know how to provoke Li Tomb.

Skynet may be better than the red mutant parrot to understand Li Tomb's mood at the moment, if they can, why do those people have to spend so much money to build this underground world, if they can, who really wants to live in this underground.

To put it bluntly, this seemingly great project, bit by bit. What is revealed is the sorrow of this group of people.

"I have come to this pilgrimage to feel sorry for the people here, I know their misfortune, but I hate their numbness."

"Now, give you a chance to prove to me that I was wrong."

Li Tomb muttered in his heart, and suddenly sped up. As if I couldn't wait, I wanted to go to the end of this underground passage to have a look.

Silent march. Three days later, Li Tomb finally saw the end of this underground passage, which was a small grotto, simple, a pond and a futon. And one more person.

The man was so thin that he was skinny, his legs were knee-high, he was wearing a blue robe, and his gray hair was tied into a bun.

The robe was too big, but the man was too thin. It was supposed to be funny, but instead of feeling funny, it became solemn, as if he felt a kind of power in the thin Taoist.

That kind of power is not a force that can bring a threat to life and death, but a power that is uplifting, like a weed, small but vibrant.

The red mutant parrot habitually wants to say a few words, but after a few glances at the thin Taoist, the words come to his mouth, and he can't say it, it feels extremely strange, as if he sees a weed, you can ignore him, kill him, trample on him, but you have to admire his tenacious life.

Maybe the thin Taoist lives like a weed, humble to the extreme, but just as tenaciously growing, as if the world can be without roses and begonias, but it can't be without weeds like him.

Because that is the courage of life to grow fearlessly.

Even weeds can live so fearlessly and tenaciously, how can others give up this fate lightly.

"You're here."

The thin Taoist looked directly at the tomb of Li and spoke softly.

"I'm coming."

The thin Taoist suddenly laughed, looked at Li Tomb, thought for a while, and said, "This is different from what I thought before. ”

"It's not what I thought before."

Li Tomb said softly, a smile gradually rising on the corner of his mouth, "You say it first." ”

"Interesting."

The thin Daoist laughed, and his casual smile gradually became cold, "Do you know what this place is called?" ”

"Chaoge?"

Li Tomb asked rhetorically.

"That's what you call it. We call it green soil. ”

The thin Taoist said lightly, "You should remember, maybe you don't bother to remember." But I hope you remember. This is green soil, not a song of the dynasty! ”

Li Tomb didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to signal the thin Taoist to continue.

"Seven thousand years ago, a woman came, and she said that this is not Chaoge, this is Qingtu. But 7,000 years ago, it is still a song of court, not a green soil. ”

The thin Taoist's voice was low.

"I have lived for one hundred and eighty-two years, and I have been thinking about the meaning of my life, perhaps in your opinion, just for a name that has no meaning. But I think 7,000 years ago, when the woman said that this was the green soil, maybe those two words took on meaning. ”

"Nature makes sense."

Li Tomb said lightly, "Every life is actually alive for that seemingly meaningless name. ”

The thin Taoist nodded, "Yes, it's as if you live for the word Shangxian, and we live for the word Qingtu." ”

"I was going to ask what your name was, but now it seems that there is no need to ask again."

Li Tomb nodded and said.

"Why?"

The thin Taoist asked a little strangely.

"Ask your name, I don't want a person like you to die in obscurity, no one remembers your sacrifice, your dedication, your pride. But now that I think about it, I just need to remember the word green soil, and that's enough. ”

"Haha."

The thin Taoist laughed out loud, looking at Li Tomb with a somewhat complicated gaze, "You are different from others. ”

Li Tomb was silent, and the thin Taoist asked, "It's your turn now, why do you think it's different from what you thought before." ”

Li Tomb sighed, "I didn't expect to see someone like you before, you, this is different." When I came to this song and saw it, I thought it was just a song. But fortunately, you sue me, this place should actually be called Qingtu, and this is the biggest difference. ”

"So, prove it to me. It should be called Qingtu, not Chaoge. ”

Li Tomb's voice was faint and fell, and the red mutant parrot standing on his shoulder was directly bounced out.

The red mutant parrot fell into a, feeling that Li Tomb suddenly had a vigorous fighting spirit, and was surprised in his heart, obviously he could feel that Li Tomb was quite appreciative of the thin Taoist, why did he turn his face and want to do it in the blink of an eye?

Feeling the rising battle intent of the Li Tomb, the thin Daoist was not surprised, "Do you know that we have been waiting for this day for seven thousand years. Seven thousand years of waiting, either make the name of the green soil as brilliant as light, or decay with this song! ”

"If you want me to prove it to you, then I will prove it to you."

"Here, it's green soil! It's not a song of the court! ”

The voice of the thin Taoist suddenly became intense, and the whole person stood up at once, even if he broke his leg, he still stood up, and the pool boiled instantly, and the pool of red as blood suddenly rose, turning into a cloud of blood mist and falling on the thin Taoist man.

The thin Taoist was trembling in pain, but his eyes were extremely clear, as if he had seen light.

Li Tomb's face was expressionless, and he didn't rush to make a move, just waited quietly, waiting for the thin Taoist to suck all the boiling blood mist in the pool into his body.

The skinny and bony body of the thin Taoist gradually became plump and full of strength, and even the severed legs were also covered with a layer of blood, supporting him to stand tenaciously in front of Li Tomb.

Moreover, as the Thin Daoist inhaled the blood mist, the momentum became stronger and stronger, and there was a visible energy reaction surging behind the Thin Daoist.

"Great King, his energy response is greatly improving, it is close to half of your energy index, and it is still rising."

Skynet's voice eagerly opened in Li Tomb's ear, after the thin Daoist absorbed those blood mist, the energy reaction continued to rise, in Skynet's calculations, if the thin Daoist continued, even if it was impossible to break through the confinement of the life level and become a nobleman, but I am afraid that in terms of energy control, it would not be much inferior to Li Tomb.

The most important thing is that the energy fluctuations that pervade the body of the Thin Daoist are very similar to the weak force, although there is no difference between the four basic forces, but the strong and weak forces are notoriously weird among the four basic forces.

Let the thin Taoist continue to climb, that is, Li Tomb wants to deal with it, and I am afraid that it will be more troublesome.

Therefore, Skynet felt that Li Tomb's move now was the best opportunity to nip a qiē possibility in the bud.

But Li Tomb didn't move, and even directly blocked Skynet's call function, he was waiting, waiting for the thin Taoist to show him all he had, and then prove it to him that he was wrong.

These Qingtu people who live in the song have never forgotten their surname, and they have never forgotten to turn this song into green soil again.

He might have killed the Thin Daoist, but he didn't mind letting the Thin Daoist see hope before he died, because that was the only thing he could give to the Thin Daoist.

Because, he also needs Winged Man Candle Three, so even if he has sympathy for these Qingtu people, he still can't help but be an enemy of them.

Because these Qingtu people want to fight for the green soil, he also has to fight for the earth.

"So, prove it to me, at least this time, I remember, this is Qingtu, not Chaoge!"

Li Tomb muttered in a low voice, seeing that the momentum of the thin Taoist had finally climbed to the extreme, and finally slowly stretched out his hand. (To be continued......)