Volume 13 Chapter 1 To the Lost City (3)
It's just that there is no text on the map, and the red cross seems to be written at random, which is difficult to decipher.
Turansai Khan glanced at Fang Ling, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "This Nanren is really not a thing, he has to make things so troublesome, he doesn't write anything on the map, there are so many mountains here, big and small, how can there be a lost city buried underneath, in my opinion, this red cross represents not a lost city, but a secret passage into the city!"
Tiemuqi and the others couldn't help but nodded, the bare rocks here are not light, if you want to bury the lost city and move these bare rocks, I am afraid that no matter how much manpower and material resources are consumed, it will not be able to achieve it.
The shaman of the shaman dynasty asked Tulan Motuo, "Motuo, what is your opinion?"
Tulan Motuo couldn't figure out what to do for a while, so he turned his attention to Fang Ling and said, "This map was drawn by the Nanren, and I think His Highness understands the thinking of the Nanren better than us." ”
Turansai Khan obviously wouldn't let go of the opportunity to satirize Fang Ling, and sneered: "Then Your Highness, may I ask what your high opinion is?"
Seeing Turansai Khan's sarcastic look, Song Ying'er's pretty face turned cold and glared at him fiercely.
Turansai Khan was glared at by the beauty, not angry but laughing, along the way, he had been thinking about this woman for a long time, he didn't expect Fang Ling to bring such a beauty, so as long as Fang Ling died, wouldn't this woman become his own bag?
Fang Ling had kept this map firmly in his mind as early as the meeting of the five tribes, and he had not spent much effort pondering it in the past few days, and it could be said that he knew any of the strokes and inks on it.
Now when he came here, looking at the stone forest, he didn't have a clue for a while, and when he heard Turansai Khan ask, he smiled and said: "I can't talk about Gao Jian, but I know that if you want to get the answer, you must stand on a high place." ”
The Shaman Witch King bowed his head slightly and praised softly: "Your Highness's words are quite reasonable, then let's stand on this highest mountain and take a look." ”
Everyone couldn't help but nod, this seemingly simple sentence did provide a plan for everyone to refer to, and Turan Sai Khan couldn't help but snort heavily when he saw that Fang Ling was not stumped.
This piece of bare rock area, there are hundreds of large and small bare rocks, and the least height is fifty or sixty zhang high, plus the rock layer of bare rock is very pink and brittle, often a gust of wind blows, the surface will fall off a little, plus the mountain is upright, so it is not easy to go up the mountain.
However, this was not difficult for the shamans, several shamans and black witches raised their heads to the sky and let out a long roar, and immediately there were bursts of eagle chirping in the sky, and then several huge eagles fell on the shoulders of several people, and dragged several people to a nearby bare rock, and after a few people observed, they quickly determined the highest bare rock.
The eagle's strength was very great, and as soon as the hard hook claws fell to his shoulder, it seemed as if he was caught in iron tongs, and as it landed on the highest bare rock, Fang Ling's vision was finally no longer hindered by the stone forest.
His gaze swept over this large stone forest, and the stone mountains were outlined in his mind, forming a very three-dimensional picture, Fang Ling slowly closed his eyes, letting this map rotate in his mind.