Moonlight is like water.

On the sea, the waves are sparkling, and on the islands, it is quiet.

In the crystal cave in Spider Island, the moonlight shines through the small hole at the top of the cave, and can only barely cast a small piece of light at the bottom of the cave.

But it is this small piece of brilliance, under the reflection of countless crystal pillars, including those small night pearls inlaid on the crystal pillars, that reflects the entire cave into a colorful and beautiful dream world like a crystal palace.

And these brilliant lights, this dreamlike world, made the cold scale armor, the sharp bone spurs, and the sharp claws on the hideous beasts gathered together in the cave all have a cold beauty. Even the dark meteorite that looked like a peach on a crystal pillar between them, which was surrounded by them, was shrouded in mystery.

The cave was very quiet, and not far from the cave, the murmuring of the water of the small underground river could be clearly heard in the cave. Outside the cave, the roars of those beasts that were either sharp and poignant, or majestic and loud and resounding through the mountains and forests, could not be transmitted to the cave at all.

The beasts seemed to be asleep, but what was strange was their unique breathing rhythm.

Maybe it's not because they're unique, it's just that the rhythm and frequency of their breathing are so consistent, as if they're one with each other.

Suddenly, the body of the giant beast covered in bone spurs moved slightly, and then its breathing suddenly became heavy, and the rhythm and frequency also began to be disordered.

Along with it, several other giant beasts also showed similar signs.

"Hoo ......"

"Suck!"

At that moment, a voice that seemed to go straight to the bottom of my heart sounded, breaking the silence of the entire cavern.

With this sound, the heavy breathing of the giant beast covered in bone spurs immediately became soothing, and the rhythm and frequency began to merge with the breathing of the surrounding giant beasts again.

In the beautiful cave, calm was restored again, and the change just now was just a small episode.

However, such a small episode has happened almost every day for nearly a thousand days and nights, and every time, there is always that deep voice that brings everything back to normal.

This is Yang Qian, teaching his peers and learning his own Tunak Kung Fu.

In fact, there have been nearly a thousand nights and nights, and for Yang Gan, he has long been accustomed to such episodes.

At the beginning, when his companions were just beginning to learn Tuna, it was really difficult for him.

A soul that has been lonely for nearly half a century, a soul that has been lonely for nearly half a century and has not gone crazy, once it becomes paranoid, the energy that bursts out, even if it is a meteor, can still light up the entire sky, even if it is only for a moment.

When those small games that are a little mentally retarded in their own eyes have not brought greater improvement to their peers; When his heart poured out of his fellow church members again, his heart was already prepared for all this.

On the beach in the morning sun, on the reef at sunset, in the dense forest under the stars...... Attempts to drive any intelligent soul mad have become commonplace for the paranoid soul.

Even if it was, these attempts, repeated thousands of times and still had no effect, forced him to want to go crazy; Even on the reef beach by the sea, smash countless boulders to vent; Even on the cliffs that had been blown by the sea breeze for countless years, and the sea had eroded the sea for countless years, he still did not give up.

This is not another kind of madness.

Fortunately, the life-and-death relationship between him and his companions withstood the test.

In his almost ruthless, even harsh attempts, he also knew that his companions were not comfortable.

But they still choose to believe in themselves, even if they can't tell themselves in words, but actions have said everything.

This gave him another reason to persevere.

He searched his stomach, racked his brain, frantically searched his mind, trying to find a way to help him. It wasn't until one day, when he vented his frenzied killing at the bottom of the sea and returned to the crystal cave to cultivate alone, looking at the colorful colors that made him intoxicated by the moonlight, he suddenly had an idea and thought of a way to use the environment to help him.

The crystal pillars that were once priceless in his eyes have been rearranged by him, as well as those small night pearls that he regards as treasures.

Ordinary pearls, no matter how big, are worthless to him. But after being at the bottom of the sea for so long, he had found countless pearls, but he had never found those large mussels that could produce night pearls.

Knowing the preciousness of these night pearls, he has always treasured them. And now, he did not hesitate to dig a hole in the crystal pillar, and used them as decorations to decorate them.

And the most precious piece of meteorite iron in the shape of a strange peach heart was placed in the middle by Yang Gan, and only the root of the crystal pillar was broken by himself.

Those mysterious energies that can be absorbed by him are everywhere, and this piece of peach heart iron, no matter where he is, can also make himself surrounded by more mysterious energy.

And it was precisely because of this that Yang Qian held it all the time, so that he could cultivate anytime and anywhere.

One of the reasons why it is put out now is that Yang Qian believes that the kind of mysterious energy that can be absorbed everywhere by himself has an impact on all things. It's just that the impact is too small to be noticed.

This is because he tried to recall that when he found this meteorite iron, this peach heart iron was buried by a thick layer of sediment on the seabed. And I, at that time, inexplicably thought that under that dense aquatic weed, I could find a piece of meteorite.

Even if there is no such use, then Yang Qian has a second reason for placing this peach heart iron. He felt that such an environment might have a hypnotic effect, so that his companions, in such an environment, would stare at the meteorite in the middle.

Even if the first reason is not valid, there is a second reason, which is sufficient.

Xiaoqing, who is playful, is a wyvern, an ignorant ceratosaurus, and a silent velociraptor is silent.

It's really not easy to get them to learn to spit out and settle down.

In fact, even Yang Gan in his previous life has not done it himself.

When they entered the crystal cave and began to study, Yang Qian realized that these were still not enough.

When you are desperate, you either go crazy in despair, or you are desperately trying all kinds of ideas that are almost whimsical.

And Yang Qian is the latter.

He thought of the mysterious spiritual space he had entered at the right time.

Now the little crocodile composed of light there, and the points of light in it, have gradually begun to perform their duties, as if this is a real, fresh crocodile.

And Yang Gan, who had never thought about it and had never found any way to use this spiritual power, this time, it was whimsical again.

He kept trying, letting his companions use their own voices and tones in this environment, and at the same time desperately imagined that he would release his spiritual power and influence his companions together.

In fact, it was not only these, but there were all kinds of other whimsical ideas, or methods called crankiness, which he had used one by one.

It's like he took his companions countless times and spent hundreds of days and nights changing countless places to study and cultivate on the entire Spider Island.

Even in the end, even he himself could no longer judge which one of his cranky thoughts had the effect of deciding the surname, so that his companions began to follow the rhythm and frequency of their breathing, and slowly began to learn.

The process is so slow.

This process made him so impatient.

One day, two days...... From the beginning of the fundamental disorganized, to occasionally keep up with your own rhythm, to be able to keep up for a while...... Every bit of progress has to be exchanged for countless rises and falls.

In his eyes, time has completely lost its meaning.

It's just because he always believes that his almost deceived Tuna's kung fu will definitely bring earth-shaking changes to his companions. Even if this change takes countless years to manifest itself.

Finally, one day, all the companions, the four creatures that they had never imagined in their previous lives, suddenly began to breathe together, with a rhythm and frequency that they were so familiar with.

But he is still very calm, until the last moment, how can he say that he has succeeded?

The world of paranoia is actually similar to the world of madmen, that is, other intelligent life, which is simply incomprehensible.

Even if he once regretted his harsh requirements for his companions, even if he was afraid of losing his companions in this time and space, he could still understand his joys and sorrows a little.

But he insisted, or rather, he was paranoid enough.

The long, short night finally passed. Except for a mistake in the early summer of the ceratosaurus, nothing else happened.

When the giant beasts all opened their eyes, Yang Gan's heart suppressed countless emotions for a long time, and finally came to the verge of exploding.

He ran all the way to the outside of the cave, and the toothless dragons outside the cave were all so frightened that they were all jumping around and confused.

All the way to the beach, facing the rising sun at the end of the sea, Yang Gan laughed wildly.

Laughing and crying.

If possible, I would like to exchange countless years for a greeting.

If there is even a glimmer of hope, I am willing to go crazy for it.

The low and majestic sound of the trumpet, piercing the sound of the ebb tide of the sea, became the only master of heaven and earth.

Evolution is only a breakthrough in the shackles, but this time, for him, it made him really see the light of wisdom, and with his own efforts, he really began to shine under the Cretaceous sky.

It's not just by accident, by chance, bursting out in nature.

(To be continued)