These Na'vi began to perform prayers, their neural interfaces and sound tree roots linked together, bright clusters of light passing quickly between them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the beginning, the light cluster runs at a constant speed, and the bright neurons are also tightly integrated with the roots.

But when the sound of their prayers sounded, the harmony did not last. The movement of the light cluster became disordered, and soon some people's neurons were bounced open. Some of the other Na'vi were still holding on, but the roots of the sound tree had broken their neurons one by one, and by the end the milky white light had become blood-red. The Na'vi had finally failed after suffering greatly, and they were frozen to the ground like dead men.

The old Na'vi man who led Meng Chen over didn't try to link it, he shook his head helplessly after seeing that everyone had failed, and turned around and walked towards the homeland tree, his depressed expression made him age a little more. After taking a few steps, he said with infinite sorrow: "I will be the first shaman to fail to complete the task......"

"Do you have any other options?" Meng Chen followed the old shaman closely, and he wanted to try to find a solution from here.

However, the old shaman did not explain anything to him, and continued to babble on his own: "The last leg of the shaman's journey will be between the Homestead Tree and the Sound Tree. Prayers are held at the Homestead Tree during rest and at the Sound Tree at any other time until there is no longer the strength to do so. Then, the shamans who have lost their ability to move will enter the curtain and quietly wait for the final moments to come. ”

By the time he said this, the old shaman had already entered the homecoming tree, and this time he did not return to his hollow, but continued to walk downward. Gradually, he disappeared into the darkness.

Only then did Meng Chen notice that in the darkness that even the tree elves were unwilling to approach, there was a hidden passage that went deeper.

It must be formed by the roots of the tree, where does it lead?

Meng Chen stood at the edge of the darkness and observed for a moment, he tried to listen, but he couldn't detect any sound. He also tried to feel the breath below, but again to no avail. It was like an abyss of the soul beyond consciousness reached, with nothing but darkness.

But Meng Chen felt that something was attracting him there, his soul space was not a round sphere here, but was strongly torn towards the ground. It's like a balloon that has been reshaped, and it's on the verge of breaking.

So he decided to go deeper, no matter what was the Longtan Tiger's Den below, he wanted to find out.

There is no smell of decay, the air is fresh, the temperature is suitable, the environment is dry, where is it like a cemetery? If it weren't pitch black, it would be a place to live.

It would be better if there was light......

As soon as Meng Chen thought about this, he noticed a bit of white light coming from the front. It was faintly faint, and if it wasn't for the correct angle, Meng Chen could hardly see it.

With the light, Meng Chen found that this passage was extremely narrow and rugged, and the light could not be emitted at all when it was blocked. And the passage was covered with a small dark brown grass, which was as soft as fur to the touch. However, it does not reflect light and has an excellent inhibitory effect on light. The combination of the two causes the light to not leak to the ground.

It looks like there's some kind of treasure hidden!

Meng Chen suddenly felt that he had come to the right place, the fear caused by the darkness before was gone, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace. The grass under his feet, which looked like a woolen carpet, completely blocked out the sound of his movement.

The light grew stronger and stronger, a bright but very gentle white light, which was intoxicating. It made him feel as if he was approaching Ava.

After a few turns in a row, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the white light reached its peak.

It is a vast enclosed space, an underground palace entirely supported by the roots of the homestead tree. Several small roots protrude from the ground, forming some natural wooden platforms. On each platform is a jewel that radiates light outward.

Meng Chen saw the old shaman again, he was already in a state of madness at this time. He was running wildly in this underground palace at a speed that he shouldn't have been for his age, shouting out loudly and meaninglessly.

"Look, what is this? These are Ava's seeds! ”

The old shaman ran to a platform to pick up Ava's seed, but he didn't dare to blaspheme the gods. Eventually, he knelt in front of Ava's seed with his hands raised above his head.

His nerve interface touched the ground, and the old and shrunken neurons came alive again. They are like beating notes that happily connect with the roots of the ground.

When the old shaman began to pray, he kept this position and slowly closed his eyes. Bright clusters of light emanated from his head, passed through the neural interface and into the ground, and then dispersed into small bright spots and sped around.

In this space, the link is back to normal. The old shaman's expression became calm, and then solemn again. His whole being was immersed in a cloud of divine light.

As a bystander, Meng Chen witnessed all this. But he found a puzzling phenomenon. With the old shaman's prayer, these Ava seeds actually became a little dim, although there was only an imperceptible little, but Meng Chen keenly caught it.

And when the old shaman is bright, the seed is dim, until the two reach a balance. After that, the old shaman dissolves like consumed food at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally there is no longer this person in this world. And the Ava seed returned to its previous brightness.

Why did his prayers suppress Ava's brightness?

Meng Chen couldn't suppress his desire to explore, and he wrapped the Ava seed here with his soul space......

Rumble......

Meng Chen's soul sank into the period of cosmic chaos. The history of the Na'vi clan unfolded like a picture scroll before their eyes......

A lush, vibrant planet is home to a group of blue-skinned people. Meng Chen knew that they were Na'vi. But what surprised him was that these people's technology was very advanced, at least much ahead of the technology of the earthlings in the Avatar world.

They have been able to travel to a much larger space, and their spaceships are as magnificent as vast cities. With excellent technology, they have carried out extensive space migration.

These Na'vi are ambitious, not only to occupy these planets, but also to modify them with the species of their home planet. At one point, the Na'vi developed into a massive space race. Their civilization is brilliant.

But everything changes after they enter a strange planet...... (To be continued.) )