The top of the mountain in the clouds and mist seems to have been cut by a sharp sword, and the cut is as smooth as a tabletop.

In the middle of the smooth mountaintop, a tree broke through the soil and grew stubbornly.

The thickness of the bucket of that tree is not a towering tree, and it is not unusual. But the "fruit" of that tree is enough to shock the world.

There are a total of nine "fruits" hanging on the tree, and none of them have anything to do with normal fruits.

One of those things was a wooden sword!

The wooden sword was hanging on the branch, and it looked like it was the fruit of the tree.

If the wooden sword has something to do with trees, then there are a few other things that have nothing to do with it at all.

There was one more thing on the tree, it was a sword that shimmered with cold light!

The treasure knife was obviously made of metal, and for some reason it hung on his finger, but no matter how you looked at it, it was the fruit of the tree's natural generation.

There is also a small bronze tripod, also hanging from the tree, which looks like a ripe apple about to fall freely.

The same goes for the other six things.

The trees in front of me, and the things on them, are beyond the cognition of normal people.

Only a certain circle of people is not considered a pattern for this situation.

Half a century ago, there was a legend circulating in this circle: someone found a genetic treasure tree in the depths of the wasteland, and the fruit on the tree was impressively eighteen weapons......

The story of the genetic treasure tree has been circulated in that aristocratic circle since then.

It is said that the eighteen weapons were finally divided by the alliance crocodiles, and the common people knew nothing about it.

To get back to the point, the big tree in front of me is surrounded by nine stone benches.

The stone benches seemed to have been cut with a sharp blade, and they looked exactly the same.

The nine stone benches could not be moved, they were embedded in the ground, and they formed a circle around the strange trees, forming some kind of formation pattern.

There are currently only four stone benches, which are still empty.

On the other five stone benches, each sat a person.

The five people on the stone bench reflect an obvious age structure, forming three generations of old, middle and young people.

The eldest of them is very old, with a kind face and an affinity in the ordinary.

Netizens in this era are no strangers to the old man in front of them, this person is an inspirational legend who has participated in the 50th Beast Challenge and entered the top 500 for the first time this year - Uncle Lin!

As we all know, Uncle Lin was born in Base No. 3, grew up in Base No. 3, and was older than Base No. 3.

No one knows why the old man left Base Three.

No one knows why he came to the realm of no return.

No one knows how he passed the test of the orange grove with the strength of his apprenticeship rank, and how he withstood the invisible pressure of the mountain top, and finally succeeded in reaching the top.

The second oldest was a white woman in her fifties.

The old lady was not surprising, no one knew who her name was or where she came from.

The third oldest man was a middle-aged black man.

is different from the stereotypical black strong man, the black uncle in front of him is a pocket version, about 1.7 meters tall, and he definitely belongs to the five short stature among black people.

The middle-aged black woman was as mysterious as the white woman, and no one knew where he came from.

The fourth person is very conspicuous and has a very high rate of turning heads.

It was a woman with all kinds of charms, and her temperament was extremely charming.

The residents of the Evolution Famous Capital are no strangers to this woman, she is the manager of the property department - Su Yuyan.

Today, Su Yuyan was surprisingly quiet, sitting cautiously on a stone bench, as if guarding her one-third of an acre.

The fifth person is very different from the first four people, and he is a monk.

It was a little Taoist priest with clear eyebrows, his eyes were very spiritual, he was wearing a yellow robe, sitting on a stone bench without saying a word.

The little Taoist priest looked like he was only in his teens, but he seemed to be the most powerful man present.

The indifferent bearing between his eyebrows gave people a sense of victory, as if the other four people joined forces to besiege it, and the little Taoist priest also had a hundred ways to resolve it.

In general, the five people on the stone bench did not know each other, did not have a common language, and none of them spoke to greet each other.

After a long time, the black man spoke: "Everyone, waiting like this is not the way to go, why don't we work together to try to pluck the things from the tree." ”

Su Yuyan said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I'm a weak woman, and my strength is limited, so I can't help." If you want to do it, this gentleman, I won't stop you, good luck. ”

The black man looked at the other three, all of whom looked impassive.

The black buddy was suddenly deflated and scolded Xie Teh in a low voice.

He tried it when he first came, and went directly to pick the treasures on the tree, and used all the strength to feed, and the nine things hanging on the tree did not move at all.

That scene was like the beauty fruit on the tree with a crooked neck, whether it was Wu Jinbo and others, or Lito Beach and others, they were never able to pick the fruit.

In fact, not only black men have tried, but everyone present has tried it, but none of them succeeded.

At this time, Uncle Lin spoke: "Xiaodao Chief, do you really have to wait until nine destined people to lift the ban?" ”

The handsome little Taoist priest smiled and said: "The poor road is also a blind guess, there are nine stone benches here, it should not be a random decoration." Wait until one person sits on each stool, and there may be an unexpected surprise. ”

The white old lady said coldly: "You still have to wait for four people, is it, it is too difficult to climb to the top of this mountain, and it is not easy to come to another person, little guy, are you sure you can still come to four?" ”

The little Taoist priest was not angry, and always smiled: "Why should you underestimate the heroes of the world, since the five of us can come here, what is so strange about the four people coming later?" ”

The old white woman snorted coldly and said no more.

At this moment, the figure in front of him flickered, and three people appeared.

Seeing the faces of the three people clearly, Su Yuyan was surprised, stood up awkwardly, and took the initiative to go over to say hello: "Mr. Bai, you are also here?" ”

The people who came were Bai Tianxiu, Ye Wanying, and Murong Shenyong.

The appearance of the three of them covering their faces was remembered by Long Haochen and Lito Beach, and later they simply did not wear masks and showed their faces directly, even if they met Long Haochen, the other party might not recognize them.

Seeing five people on the top of the mountain, one man and two women were very surprised.

I don't know what's going on, after arriving at the top of the mountain, the invisible pressure suddenly dissipated, and the little witch immediately became active, leaning over to greet Su Yuyan, seemingly chatting, but in fact asking for information.

Bai Tianxiu didn't say a word, silently paying attention to the five people on the top of the mountain.

Seeing Uncle Lin, who was no stranger, the young man was secretly frightened, and couldn't figure out why Uncle Lin came here.

He managed his expression, his gaze swept over the white woman, the black man, and finally fixed on the little Taoist priest in the earth-yellow robe.

Bai Shixiu was sure that he and the little Taoist priest met for the first time.

The strange thing is that the more he looks at the delicate little Taoist, the more familiar he feels.

What's even stranger is that the familiarity doesn't come from his memories.