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The ground under his feet seemed to be able to dissipate heat by himself, and Night Dust had picked up some clods of soil from the ground and left them in his hands for a long time, and the feeling of warmth was as good as usual, without diminishing in the slightest.

This is strange, generally speaking, the soil is warm, it should be a hot spring or other thing that emits heat in the ground, and the clod of soil alone can emit heat, which is obviously not in accordance with the laws of physics.

Thinking of this, Yechen couldn't help but laugh dumbly, he was really confused, why was he still thinking about problems with the same way he used to think about things before? The laws of physics obviously don't work here, and he really used it to measure this strange world, and he really used the wrong method.

Yechen's mood is very happy, although he doesn't understand what awaits him in front, but there have been changes, whether it is a good change or a bad change, for the current Yechen, as long as there is a change, it is a good thing.

However, the good mood only lasted for a short time, and when the scenery in front of Yechen's eyes finally changed again, he should have been happy, but everything he saw in his eyes really couldn't make a smile appear on Yechen's face.

The wasteland was finally no longer endless, and several large mounds of earth blocked the way of Night Dust, which naturally blocked his vision.

Looking at the continuous, mound-like protrusions in front of him, Ye Chen's heart was a little hairy.

What are these protrusions? Are they really tombs, and if they were, who would choose to be buried in this weird-looking place to die?

But now that he has come here, Yechen has no other choice, he can only grit his teeth and muster up the courage to walk towards these big dirt bags, on one side is the endless abyss, on the other side is the boundless wasteland, only here can there be changes, even if these dirt bags are really tombs, they can't stop Night Dust from continuing to move forward.

Besides, aren't they just a few dead people? Men die like lamps going out, and I don't dig up their graves, but just borrow a way, and they should be all right.

While emboldening himself in his heart, Yechen stepped into this strange place that looked like a tomb.

After walking through these large dirt bags for a while, there were no accidents, and Ye Chen's nervous mood finally calmed down a lot.

However, in the process of walking, he found a strange thing, that is, the mounds here all looked very dilapidated, and few were intact, either a piece was missing here, or a corner was missing there, and the gap was as smooth as a water mirror.

Stubborn.

The touch of a foreign object came from under his feet, and Ye Chen's feet couldn't help but pause, he felt as if he had stepped on something.

Carefully raising his left foot, Yechen squatted down and pounded for a moment, his face a little stiff. I did step on a foreign object, but it was not a treasure, but a bone as white as jade, which looked like it should be an arm bone.

Most of the arm bones were buried under the earth, revealing only a small part, which is why Nightdust hadn't found it.

The bones are as crystal as chalcedony, and there is a faint feeling of warmth, I don't know if it is caused by the conduction of the land, or if it is already like this.

Yechen didn't know what kind of creature's bones this was, but he knew that the owner of this bone in the past must not be ordinary, if it was a mundane bone, it must have melted into the soil long ago, how could it show this kind of indelible signs even if it was washed by the years?

Yechen respectfully re-dug a small pit for this bone and buried it, although it was only a loose bone, it was still not appropriate to blaspheme, the dead were big, and they should be buried in the ground.

After burying the bone, Yechen hurried forward, wanting to get out of this damn place sooner. It won't be long before it gets dark, and if he doesn't get out of here before dark, he'll have to spend the night with these mounds, which is not what Night Dust wants.

Scattered bones, blood-stained worn clothing, and even rusty broken spears and halberds stuck on top of the protruding grave. Along the way, these landscapes spread out in the sight of the night dust, vast and desolate.

Night Dust had touched those weapons and clothing, but unfortunately they seemed to have been washed away by the years, and the moment Night Dust's fingertips touched them, they returned to dust, and disappeared without a trace.

The same is true of those bones, some of them turn into powder when touched, some are obscure and dull, unbearable to be polished by the years, and few are as crystal white as the bones seen before the night dust, not afraid of the washing of time.

Striding forward, even if it would step on the scattered bones on the ground, Yechen couldn't care about it, he just wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. The scene here looked too weird, and although no danger had been detected yet, Nightdust felt that this was not a place to stay for long.

This area is vast, like an endless group of mausoleums, and some of the mounds even have blood oozing out, which is strange and enchanting.

Yechen walked for a long time, and finally stopped moving forward again, because a sitting figure in front of him blocked his way.

It was a skeleton as white as jade, very well preserved, and nothing was missing. The size of a human figure, always maintaining a posture of sitting cross-legged, does not fall down, and exudes a shining treasure light around his body, and there is a sense of tranquility and peace.

Yechen stiffened his head forward and came to the skeleton.

The skull of the skeleton was deeply embedded in the chest, and the left finger bone was deeply embedded in the earth, leaving many messy marks.

Yechen looked at those traces, and couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of scribbling traces were there, it was clearly a line of handwriting!

The glyphs are simple and vigorous, and Yechen obviously doesn't know this kind of text, but the meaning expressed by this line of characters seems to have been engraved in his heart, and it appears directly in his mind!

Becoming an immortal, difficult! difficult! If you give me hope, why do you want me to despair?

After reading a line of words, Yechen felt a strong sense of sadness and despair, which was the thoughts of the owner of this skeleton before he died, which was carried by this line of words and transmitted to Yechen's heart.

Yechen didn't know who this person was, and he didn't even leave his name after his death, only such a sentence full of unwillingness.

Become an immortal, become an immortal. Presumably this is the monk who fought for his life against the sky, but unfortunately, it seems that in the end he still failed to survive the time and died of old age.

Bowing respectfully to the skeleton, Nightdust circled the skeleton and continued on his way.

At this moment, his heart was full of doubts, where was this place, why did it attract thousands of monks to come, and it seemed that the monks who had been buried under the mounds he had seen before must have been buried. It stands to reason that the place that can attract these people should be the blessed land, why is it this desolate place of death?