The aperture disappeared, and the lynx's ears stood up again, and it crawled out of the nest and limped to the place where they had disappeared, sniffed on the ground, and was stunned for a long time.

In an instant, the two of them fell to the ground, and when they opened their eyes again, they were shocked by the sight before them.

The vast dense forest is in full view, and the large trees that you see on weekdays are spread out like tiny shrubs below, full of vitality and hidden danger.

In the distance, there are several towering peaks, the snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted, and the white expanse is especially dazzling in the sun.

Looking south, you can see the wasteland, and towards the north, you can faintly see a wasteland. The mountains and rocks of the wasteland stand out, the wasteland is flat and glows with a little white light, and at a glance, you can feel that the world is vast and vast. Even this towering tree is just a tiny decoration between the heavens and the earth.

And man is as small as a speck of dust in the world.

Zhaoli looked at this scene in shock, and couldn't close his mouth for a long time. Rong Qing was shocked for a moment, then looked around at the strange place under his feet.

This is the towering tree they saw, and when they stand at the top, they realize that it is far taller than what they saw. The top of the main pole of the tree was neatly cut off to form a large platform, but I don't know what it was that could cut off such a huge tree.

The main pole of the tree sprouted a number of thick branches, stretching out in all directions, hiding most of the platform, each many times thicker than the ordinary tree they had seen.

The flat wooden platform has a lot of moss and weeds on it, and it looks like it is some years old. And the so-called clouds and mist that I saw below before were not clouds and mist at all, but the aura condensed on the canopy, a pure and rich aura, mixed with the fresh aura of the trees, floating around the canopy.

And the birds I saw before, shuttling through the clouds, are not ordinary birds. Rather, it is a group of strange-looking birds, somewhat like the Xuanniao contained in the book of Shenghong Ancestor. For some reason, the birds only hovered above the canopy and did not land on the platform.

Standing in place, Rong Qing only felt that the little dragon in his divine consciousness was about to move, swimming happily in his divine consciousness, as if he was going to rush out of his divine consciousness to suck all these spiritual energy.

In the center of the platform, there is a building that resembles a temple, the walls and the roof are covered with moss, the gate is closed, and even the two copper rings on the gate are rusty, looking extremely simple and solemn.

"Ah Li."

"Ahh Yes? Zhaoli was shocked for a long time, and only when she heard Rong Qing call her did she come back to her senses and turn to look at him.

After turning around, she was shocked again, she thought that the house she saw was just the same size as the wooden house where she lived with Rong Qing, and now she was stunned when she saw a huge temple solemnly in front of her eyes.

"Go in and have a look."

Rong Qing didn't look back, stretched out his hand and pulled her towards the temple gate.

The copper ring of the gate is uneven, and there seems to be something carved under the green rust, Rong Qing took a closer look, and the carved one looks like a dragon pattern, but the part of the dragon's head does not look like a dragon.

With little effort, the door opened with a slight push, and no dust had fallen from the cracks in the door, and he would almost have thought it was inhabited if it weren't for the moss and rust on the brass rings outside.

After entering the gate, the whole temple is only an empty but solemn hall, and there is nothing in the main hall, except that the walls are covered with frescoes, bright colors but old and old. There are no candles in the hall, and it is still bright, but it is a little brighter than the outside of the hall.

"Look, there's a big one painted over there..."Zhao Li wanted to say that it was a dragon, but there was an extra pair of wings on the wall of this painting, and the dragon had no wings.

"This is the Yu, the Yu who has cultivated into Yinglong." Rong Qing remembered that in the book of Shenghong Ancestor, it was said that there was a Ying Dragon cultivated by the alien god by the side of the desolate god.

"Huh? That egg we eat is what this thing brings? Zhao was puzzled, this thing looked so big, how could the egg be about the same size as the egg.

"They are very weak when they lay eggs, so they are so small that they can hide easily." Rong Qing stared at the mural and said intently.

Zhao Li nodded in sudden realization and looked to the side again.

Most of the paintings on this wall are also strange animals, fire-breathing birds, cows with only one leg and one eye, one-legged birds, lions with nine heads, and monsters with human heads and snake bodies. Zhaoli remembered that she once caught a bird with one leg, and the meat had a strange smell, and she still felt a little like vomiting when she thought about it.

In addition to these strange animals, in the center of the painting wall is also a man, a man with a sword in his hand that looks familiar. The man was in high prominence among the many strange animals, and although he was not large in the wall, he was particularly striking.

"Rong Qing, look at this." She pointed to the man on the wall and turned to him.

Rong Qing turned around and took a closer look, and was stunned for a long time before speaking: "This sword..."

Isn't this the green tooth in his hand?

He held the sword in his hand and compared it with the painting wall, it did look exactly the same, but the sword in the painting wall was extremely blue. He looked at the sword in his hand, could it be that the original owner of this sword was the person in this painting wall?

"Where did you get this sword?" Rong Qing asked.

"It's in the jungle, I picked it up when I went hunting."

"What's out of the ordinary?"

"No, this sword was stuck in a dead tree, and I couldn't pull it out with a lot of effort, and in the end it was the earth dragon who knocked the tree down." She thought for a moment and said, "That tree is very strange. ”

"How weird?"

"The tree looked like a dead tree, but it was black and hard than stone. I later split it with this sword and tried to bring it back as firewood, but I couldn't light it. ”

Thunderwood!

Rong Qing almost definitely believed that it should be the Lei Mu written in the book that recorded the spirit grass. The trunk of the tree is as hard as iron, and it is not afraid of fire and water, but only the fire of the center of the earth can ignite it. It grows into one tree for ten thousand years, with only a trunk but never leaves.

She actually chopped it for firewood!

Not all of the things recorded in that spirit grass book were spirit grasses, and there were a very few rare things, and Lei Mu was one of them. According to the book, although Thunderwood does not possess aura, it is an indispensable material for crafting artifacts. There are all kinds of rare and exotic objects hidden in the Northern Wilderness, and some excellent materials can be used to create artifacts, but these things are extremely hard and cannot be tempered unless the fire of the center of the earth ignites the thunderwood.

Shenghong Old Ancestor said in his life experience that he had never found Lei Mu in his life. Now it's good, she casually encountered one, and chopped it back as firewood, if Shenghong Ancestor knew, I was afraid that he would be so angry that he would crawl out of the coffin and give her a beating.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zhaoli leaned his head to him and asked him.

"It's not much, it's just that I feel a little sorry for Shenghong Ancestor."

"What's so distressing about a bad old man?"

Rong Qing glanced at her with a smile, stopped talking, and looked up at the painting wall.

After looking at it for a long time, when she turned around, Zhaoli was gone, the hall was empty, and she would not be in the hall. Rong Qing immediately walked out of the temple door and looked out, but there was no one on the platform in front of the temple.

"Ah Li!"

He shouted, but no one answered him, and went around the back of the temple to look for her, but there was still no sign of her.

Rong Qing began to panic, there was nowhere to hide here except for this strange temple, where did she go? Didn't she touch some mechanism?

Rong Qing quickly returned to the temple and looked at the surrounding murals. I didn't see anything strange after looking at it for a long time, so I opened my sense and looked at it again.

As soon as his consciousness opened, all the strange animals in the painting wall and the person holding the sword seemed to be alive, and the phantom shadows of the painting moved in the painting wall.