It's like a big living person who has been thrown into a spinning whirlpool washing machine, and there is a terrible whirlpool in front of him.

If it weren't for Lin Feng's extraordinary, or this wave, he would have been able to take half of his life.

Deadly spin.

It's dark.

What's more important is that in the time next to him, it is constantly changing, and "Qingshan" finally reveals his true face towards Lin Feng.

Someone is talking.

Someone is on his side.

Strange scenes appeared around him one after another, Lin Feng just felt confused, and did not use the "Heavenly Fire", Lin Feng forcibly gathered his mind.

Fortunately, we gathered our minds.

It's not a particularly difficult thing to do.

He tried to wake himself up, heard the noisy voices around him, and tried to hear a little "dry goods" from these noisy sounds.

"What is this?"

"I don't know what it is, but it can bring us fire."

"Fire?"

"That's it, that's it, you see, the darkness is afraid of it, you see, the beast is afraid of it, and with it, we're safe, we're safe."

"This is 'fire.'"

Someone carved a word on the ground, and when the word appeared, the ground began to burn.

"This is what I saw, I just understood, I just understood what this is."

"This is 'fire', I can finally write it, I can finally write it!"

Lin Feng opened his eyes, and he saw not far away, wait, where is he now?

After taking a closer look, Lin Feng found that he might be inside the cave, but outside the cave, someone had already written a spell on the ground.

Or maybe it's just a word.

"Fire".

The observation of nature finally turned into a "spell", "fire".

Taoism and witchcraft have inherited the earliest cultural treasures.

Awareness of nature.

The fire of the flame, when the "fire" appears on the ground, burns incomprehensibly.

On the ground, it's still wet.

Because it was raining heavily, thunder and lightning outside.

"Fire" is created by the "lightning" just now, rainstorms, lightning and thunder, the lightning and fire falling from the "lightning" flash on the dead wood, the flames appear, and the first people who observe nature also appear, and they discover the secrets of nature.

Some, you can call yourself, you can call the secret of the tribe to live.

Lin Feng staggered out.

He glanced down at himself and realized that he might be a small child, and he staggered over and approached the flames.

Warm.

Safe.

And, of course, there is the stunned.

Lin Feng saw the burning flame, to be precise, what was burning might not be a combustible, it was that one spell that was burning.

"Fire".

The spell on the ground is heartwarming, but it's just as dangerous.

Unstoppable burning.

According to Lin Feng's simple concept.

The combustion of a flame requires at least three factors: combustibles, combustibles, and ignition sources.

Here, combustibles can be regarded as oxygen, and there is it in the air, but the problem now is that it is pouring rain and strong winds.

Even a windproof lighter still can't burn, of course, talking without looking at quality and quantity is naturally a bit of a hooligan, and the fist-sized flame in front of him, whether it is where it illuminates or the rest of the performance, is already unacceptable.

Such a flame should be buried in a storm, but it does not, it is not tenacious like a serious flame.

Suppose the source of the fire is this spell.

So what are combustibles?

Or is it the spell in front of him?

On the ground, the soil that has been soaked is obviously not combustible.

Is it the reason for the incantation?

It's a spell.

Or is it a "copying" of nature?

Lin Feng looked at this incantation, he didn't know why, he felt a feeling of fear from the depths of his heart, that is, the fear of danger coming!

"What is this?"

"This is fire, this is fire, this is fire."

"For the record, it's fire."

The people around him were ecstatic, it is undeniable that among these ancestors, some people have great wisdom, but it is not important, Lin Feng felt extremely dangerous, Lin Feng avoided his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to hide in the distance, for the first time in his life, he felt that he was afraid of the light.

But he couldn't leave, Lin Feng felt creepy when he moved away from the fire source a little.

Back.

It's darkness.

In the darkness, Lin Feng really felt the threat.

Not a beast of prey.

It's the darkness itself.

Lin Feng turned around, he felt that the darkness was like a wall.

On the other side of the wall, there is the unknown in the darkness.

The whispering in the dark, the "invisible" is a great horror in itself, and in this "invisible", something is dragging people away.

Don't know what, or even what the darkness is dragging you away for.

It's a simple law.

In this law, the will of man is useless.

The dead, beckoning to the living in the dark.

Lin Feng had goosebumps on his arms, crazy popping beans.

That atmosphere of despair hangs over here.

At this time, it is not just a mixture of man and god.

There is no boundary between life and death, no rules, no myths.

There is only life and death.

Also, the ancestors who saw the world, knew the world, understood the world, and wanted to live.

Thunder and lightning struck the ground, and flames appeared.

"Someone recorded it all."

"Fire is nature."

"Thunder and lightning are also nature."

"Darkness is also nature."

"Floods, too, are nature."

"To live."

Just as Lin Feng was looking at this, something unexpected happened.

It's burning, and it's not just the ground that's burning and collapsing.

Everything, everything, began to burn, and those who saw the incantation, who carved it, began to burn, and the incantation came to their bodies.

It was clear that the incantation was on the ground, but it took too much time to see it, and they were naturally assimilated.

They themselves became flames.

Everything that can be turned into flames, start burning!

Darkness is death!

Light is also death!

Lin Feng couldn't avoid this kind of death, he didn't do anything, just stood in the rain, but he began to burn.

Meaning.

God.

Person.

Bones, muscles, soul.

Everything began to burn, and a large number of flames scorched him, showing a feeling of "the lamp is running out".

Whatever it is, the flame will trickle down.

Lin Feng experienced the feeling of being burned to death, burned to death by the flame spell.

The flames burned bigger and bigger, and burned bigger and bigger, until they turned into a mountain of flames, and they were still burning, and there was no bounding terror.

In the midst of this horror, Lin Feng kept moving away, away, away, and saw a "dead" divine beast.

It turned out that no matter how far they went, they were on top of the body of this giant beast.

But the beast didn't die, and when the "fire", the natural imitation, began to twist and turn.

The flames began to fade away, and time began to reset for a short time.

But those people were not resurrected.

They're gone forever.

Obliterate.

……

Lin Feng was not completely burned.

Someone brought him back.

"Out of control, everything that is observed is out of control, whether it's light, or darkness, whether it's fire, or the rest of nature.

Man cannot use nature, and man cannot control nature.

But if people don't care about nature, nature will easily destroy human beings, not intentionally, there are no human beings in the eyes of nature.

If human beings do not pay attention to nature, they cannot avoid nature, and if they pay attention to nature, they will be destroyed by the power that escapes from nature.

This is an unsolvable paradox. ”

Someone stood behind him, holding a pottery shard in his hand, and said to Lin Feng.

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng asked politely, but the man didn't answer, just held a pottery shard in his hand.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to tell you a secret, a secret that belongs to Aoyama and everyone."

"A secret that has been handed down, but has been tampered with countless times!"

(End of chapter)