The more you know, the more you know that people like historians are extremely difficult to deal with, they come out of the witches, and they are the strongest in the witches, and they are the same as the Fang Xiang clan who exorcises evil spirits, they are all family professions.

The earliest historians were also passed down from generation to generation, and they needed to truthfully record what they saw in their favor.

Whether it is a battlefield or a hunt, the great witches, warriors and historians must go, in some rare occasions that cannot be known, those great witches will not take Fang Xiang's clan, but will take the historians, so that they can witness it with their own eyes.

Including the war between the two tribes, this fusion after the war, will not hurt the historian.

Historians, like the nobles of the early Spring and Autumn period, were "people who would not be harmed by war."

Among some clues, it is easy to see some information.

For example, Lin Feng, who gradually disappeared into the dense fog, saw the dense fog that no one walked into, and he already knew it in his heart.

Fang Xiangshi doesn't know everything, and he can't do everything, if that's the case, then neither he nor Teacher Xun will live that long.

Because they can't, they need someone to "drive the king."

Willing or resistant.

They need someone to work for them.

The address given to him by the Iron Crown Daoist in the underworld in front of him.

Fang Xiangshi is not clear.

Seeing Lin Feng disappear in front of them, this group of people finally became anxious.

Like all institutions with human nature, Fang Xiangshi also has a bloated set of institutions.

The delivery of messages is not smooth enough.

Fang Xiang, who works at the bottom, doesn't know what Fang Xiangshi is doing at the top.

They can only spread the word upwards.

Then came the long wait.

Wait for the above to react.

Right or wrong.

In the distance, the five-colored prayer flags were still raging, and a lama drove past them, walked over to the "hetui", and spat out a mouthful of phlegm.

A mouthful of yellow phlegm was spit on their side accurately, and several people didn't move their eyelids.

I didn't know it.

The car quickly disappeared in front of their eyes.

The men waited silently, like stone decay, motionless.

Like a cat in a daze.

Waiting for the signal of the cat star.

……

There is such a fragment in Journey to the West.

After three dozen corpse demons, before entering the Wuguanzhuang of Wanshou Mountain, the senior brothers and Tang Seng talked about when they would be able to reach Lingshan, and each had their own opinions.

Tang Seng asked, "When will you be able to reach Lingshan?" ”

Sun Wukong said: "You have grown old since you were a child, no matter how young you are, it is still difficult to be old and young." As long as you see the sincerity of your ambition and think about the place where you look back, it is Lingshan. ”

Seeing the sincerity of the sex, the place where the head is looked back is the spiritual mountain.

What he said was actually a method, the Spirit Mountain, the Heavenly Court, and many holy places of the Dharma Sect would not appear on any real landmarks, it would exist somewhere, and it would take a special method to see it.

Just like in front of him, Lin Feng walked towards him, after passing through the mist, he saw a rugged mountain range, Lin Feng opened his vertical eyes, and saw countless golden rays of light, intertwined with black light, turning into an extremely high talisman.

Suppressing this mountain range.

It can be seen that there are masters in this mountain range who have already done it.

Even so, the mountain range is not peaceful.

This mountain range itself is not terrifying, even if it is strange rocks and yin qi breeding, Lin Feng is not afraid, he has seen a lot of such scenes, what he cares about is that this place is very clean.

There is not a hint of mixed breath.

There is a pure smell everywhere.

There is only yin qi here, and there is no corpse qi in the yin qi, such pure yin qi, saying that this is the depths of the underworld, some people believe it.

A stream of fire appeared under his feet, swept in the darkness, and the sound of chanting spells came out, just in case, Lin Feng himself held Zhong Kui's judgment order in his left hand, and Yu Lei's tiger talisman in his right hand, one left and one right, one red and one white, turned into a strange exterior scene, hovering around him.

Lin Feng himself turned into darkness and gradually disappeared, and when he reappeared, the "Temple Zhu" turned into Lin Feng's appearance, and the real Lin Feng disappeared.

The people of Tieguandao are not deceiving, there are ship coffins everywhere here.

Regarding the ship coffin, some experts and scholars believe that the appearance of the ship coffin has a considerable connection with the local water vein, which has also been confirmed in the place where the ship coffin was excavated.

Sichuan and Shu are called "the province of a thousand rivers", and it is not a waste of name, through Sichuan and Shu, the more well-known rivers are the Min River, the Jialing River, the Tuo River, the Litang River, etc.

But now, there is no water here, and it is said that it is a strange rock, no wind and no water, and it is a dead end.

Like a sword peak, like a broken dragon, there are stones up and down, even if there are trees, they are also full of strange trees.

In such a scene, those dirty black ship coffins are hanging everywhere, which looks a little terrifying.

A large number of incantations were engraved on these coffins, and even the more they were online, the more incantations were on these coffins, and finally they all became iron coffins.

There are many kinds of coffins, but iron coffins are always not loved.

Bronze coffins, there are still discoveries, but iron coffins, in the Yellow River Basin, many people call iron coffins, as "demon coffins", this kind of coffins, not used to hold human corpses.

These coffins are used to hold some non-human beings, and even sometimes, the coffin is exiled and contained, and it is the coffin itself that is exiled and contained.

Artifacts become demons.

Iron, originally incompatible with the corpse, is now made into the shape of a ship coffin, and Lin Feng has never heard of such strange stories.

Some of the coffins have decayed.

But the strange thing is that I don't know what material is woven of hemp rope, but it is still stable.

These corpses fell, the coffin melted, but he seemed to hang on it, hanging on the top of the stone mountain, logically speaking, a common sense, that is, the abdominal part of the corpse, is generally the first to "decay", because there are many organs there, let alone being hung up, under the action of gravity.

If someone hangs themselves, the rope and cervical spine are relatively stable.

There will only be half of the corpses.

That is, with the belly as the center, half hangs on it, and the other half falls to the ground.

But this is not the case with the corpses here, they are all dark and bright.

All in one piece.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng suddenly thought of a sentence to describe it.

Death does not fall to the ground, and corpses do not touch the soil.

The closer he got here, the more he felt a kind of seasonal movement, Lin Feng was very familiar with this kind of seasonal movement, this kind of seasonal movement was because there were some strange things nearby, and the twelve-sided dice were turning, but it was the same as in the Guanshan Kiln Factory, the closer it was to the source of power, the slower it rotated, I don't know what the reason was.

This also shows that the place where Lin Feng came from is not empty.

Whether it's a natural landscape or a strange thing similar to nature, this must be the territory of something here, and now it seems that someone has discovered "it" and imprisoned "it".

The possibility of Dharma teachings is not ruled out.

The whole place was hidden, and before Lin Feng came in, he heard a voice underground, it was the handwriting of another person, because he heard the Manjushri Bodhisattva six-character mantra function sutra, during this time, the tip of his nose smelled a lot of smell, it was the smell of offerings.

The smell of sandalwood.

The taste of sesame oil.

The taste of benzoin.

The taste of jacquard.

The taste of cheese.

……

These scents blend together to form a strong, intoxicating fragrance in which there seems to be a Buddha gazing out into the thick white smoke.

This is the western Sichuan Plateau.

The western Sichuan Plateau is also a special place for plateau Buddhism, and there have been many Bilhan and Zasakda......

With their skills, they shouldn't be unaware of this strange stone mountain.

Through the sounds he heard under his feet, Lin Feng was sure that there had been someone blessed here.

These forces are now buried deep in this land, turned into the wind, turned into the land itself, and are hidden in the depths.

Just waiting for a time, there is a person, from the outside to the inside, as it is now.

The repression is still ongoing, and it's safe here.

There were two reasons why Lin Feng was able to enter here, the first reason was the traces of historians on his body, and the second reason was the "fire" on his body.

Ancient Zhangxiong, Tubo, and later plateau Buddhism, among these inheritances, some things have been constantly split and changed, but they have still been passed down, the "fire" on Lin Feng's body, and the yak Gabala, are all earlier than the time of the seal, but he can still enter here.

However, there is one point, those masters of the ancient Zhangxiong Dynasty may not be as good as Buddhism.

That's the use of time.

The corpse of "Miao Zhu" has already walked into the mountain.

In front of the mountain, there is a small temple.

In the middle of the small temple is a bronze statue.

However, because of the suppression of the leylines, this bronze statue has long been unable to see the facial features clearly, as if it has been brushed by strong acid, and its original majestic appearance has become extremely eerie and terrifying at this moment.

Not only that, Lin Feng could see very clearly that the head of this bronze statue had definitely fallen.

Now, at the position of his neck, someone wrapped a hada around his neck, continuing this qi vein.

This should be a multicolored Hada, but at this moment, this Hada is about to be corroded into black.

It's the same color as the corpses outside.

These corpses were sure that there was no life, Lin Feng's wind blew over, and some "people" climbed over, brought over a corpse outside the coffin, and walked towards this side.

The bodies were all in the steep part of the cliff, but there was no distribution on the road up the mountain.

Lin Feng walked up the stairs, and these black stone steps were carved with incantations, but many of these incantations were "smudged" and could not be seen clearly.

Some mantras can't even tell whether they are Buddhist mantras or Taoist mantras.

This is not natural weathering, on the contrary, it is a sign that the forces that are suppressing this place are no longer useful.

When will the stone stairs here, no, when will there be no stone stairs here, and the "strange things" in this mountain will appear, which means that the forces that suppress this place have been completely excluded from here.

It was only at this moment that Lin Feng was completely sure that the existence inside this stone mountain was definitely not the most powerful "natural landscape".

If it is the most powerful "natural landscape", it cannot be imprisoned.

It will only remain silent here for some incomprehensible reason, and then leave one day, and this day of departure can be measured.

It's not like at this moment, its power is being suppressed, and here, there are very strong traces of the passage of time, otherwise, if he is here for a long time, he may come when the Daoist who suppressed this place has not yet appeared.

Time here is not chaotic, time here is linear.

Without touching time, this is the biggest difference between "natural landscape" and strange things, that is to say, Lin Feng's backyard and the thunder and lightning in the Guanshan kiln factory may also be strange things, not "natural landscapes".

The only things that can detain the "natural landscape" are those that are also unclear and incomprehensible.

Even Lin Feng still doubts that the "Nightmare" does not belong to the top "natural landscape", or even to the "natural landscape", it may just be some strange things contaminated with the power of the "natural landscape".

It can be caught.

can still be suppressed by the remnants of the Ichimoku Country who continue to tear apart the village for so many years.

Although, the remnants of the country are also ruthless.

They risked their lives to devour the meat of the ostrich and turned it into another strange "strange thing", which was the only way to suppress it.

But correspondingly, like what Lin Feng sees now, it must belong to the "natural landscape" compared to the black light in Shuzhong.

It's still a little too weak.

Lin Feng suddenly thought at this time, if the black light in the "Nightmare" Shu belonged to the same category.

The black light must be like the big eyeballs seen by the Ichimoku country, and those "natural landscapes" that can turn back time at will to protect themselves, those "natural landscapes", will they really be imprisoned?

The black light didn't look like it was suppressed in the slightest, it was just "sleeping", and Lin Feng temporarily called its inactive state "sleeping", which had already disrupted time.

Chaotic thoughts, like chaos, appeared in Lin Feng's mind!

Constantly doubt, overthrow, doubt again, overthrow again!

Even in the Tricky Village, where Lin Feng's own spells were everywhere, Lin Feng still sensed that something was wrong!

His mind has been impregnated for unknown reasons, and even in his own village, it is not safe.

These thoughts of his may not be his own real thoughts at the moment.

The mountain trail here is very problematic!

The "temple blessing" outside also felt this way, he pinched a strange magic seal with both hands, and as he breathed, in his nostrils, the flames of the prince continued to drill out of his nose, drilled in, and turned around him.

【mou】。

It was the [mou] sound of the prince, and a tambourine also appeared in his hand, constantly beating, hooking up the power of the seal left here, the temple is just the temple of the prince of the temple, the prince is not a historian, he can't use the power of the historian.

Lin Feng tore open this strange village, stretched out his hand, and dragged the "person" who had just climbed the mountain and crossed the mountains to bring the corpse over, along with the corpse, to the strange village.