Early the next morning, Zhang Ming, who had stayed up all night and didn't sleep much, took the black stone and quickly explored the island.

Something shocking happened.

In the mysterious valley, the range of mushroom forests has expanded a lot.

The surrounding coconut trees are full of fungal creatures, large palm leaves falling from the sky, the bark is black and yellow, and a gloomy and rotten smell fills the air.

These coconut trees actually have a certain degree of self-purification, and even yesterday, they were fine.

But now, the colorful spores slowly extend outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Something Happened ......"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ming did not dare to slack off, and while using the ability of "toxin removal" to eliminate possible parasites, he strode towards the cave where the turtles were.

There was obviously an atmosphere of restlessness here, the number of turtles was small, and the young turtle might have run out to hunt for sacrifices, and only the old white turtle crawled around anxiously.

After seeing Zhang Ming, the old white turtle's expression lit up slightly, and his huge head shook a little, as if he had found the main backbone.

"Do you need more sacrifices? I can help you hunt some big fish. Lao Zhang picked up his ice spear and said hurriedly, "The mushrooms in the valley have overflowed. ”

"Ahh......h

The two sides talked laboriously for a long time, and Zhang Ming finally understood, but his mood fell to the bottom.

This time...... There is no need for sacrifices!

Because the two things in the middle of the island will soon ...... It's time to decide the winner!

With the balance about to be broken, there is little point in offering another sacrifice.

"Ahh The old white turtle opened his mouth, and small tears flashed in his bright eyes.

What it means is: they should leave, flee from the place where their ancestors have lived for generations, flee to the mysterious zone, and face the unknown tomorrow!

You guy, hurry up and run away.

The island is hopeless!

But Zhang Ming was in a hurry, although there were many superpowers that had not yet been activated in his attribute panel, there was no so-called "underwater breathing".

Because swimming is the instinct of marine life!

They have long since adapted to the vast sea, and they don't need to evolve supernatural powers at all!

There is no "desalination" either.

Are marine life afraid of salt water? Of course, he is not afraid, and he doesn't need superpowers to desalinate seawater, but he wants it!

He hasn't even built a ship yet!

Where to flee to?

Do you want to ride a turtle across the vast and mysterious area?

Thinking like this, Shi Mama suddenly rolled up with a "grunt" and rolled in the direction of the cave altar.

"Hey, where are you going?" Zhang Ming stubbornly chased after him, and several other turtles also crawled behind.

Shi Mama scrolled while repeating the mysterious spiritual language and answering Zhang Ming's question.

A picture-like mysterious history slowly unfolded in his mind......

In that vague fantasy, it was as if someone from Yanjiao was talking in his ear.

"Alas, it is as powerful as Xuanwu, and there will be a day when it will come to the end of its life, and if it does not break through the bottleneck, it will leave this world."

"Just in case, we want to let one-tenth of the young adults take a big boat and leave first!"

"But away from their hometown, the power of the Yanjiao people is too limited. Our race, looking at the Sea of Demon Gods, is just an inconspicuous existence. We only relied on the great power of Xuanwu to survive to this day...... Compared to the more powerful races, the Flamehorns are not excellent. ”

This mysterious "spiritual language" is really too powerful, not only can it cause hallucinations, but it can also communicate indiscriminately, Zhang Ming has only mastered a few syllables until now.

At the beginning, he taught "human breathing" through the mirage, but it was actually Shi Mama's repetition help, and his old Zhang didn't have such ability.

And in this mysterious illusion, a tall, gorgeously dressed Yanjiao man is saying something to a young man.

This young man is about to leave his hometown, and his face is crying and mourning.

"Your teacher taught me that. It is not a congenitally excellent flame horn clan, and it must be united. ”

The young man nodded.

The middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume continued: "If you don't unite, you will die, it is indeed right. ”

But that's another. You have to remember that and unity...... There is a price to pay! ”

"This price may be you."

"After leaving the group, don't be rash and keep a low profile when things happen."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and said with some frustration: "Dad, can't you leave with us?" ”

"No, Dad is a great elder, how can he leave so easily at this critical moment! This time you're on your own. ”

The two Flamehorns walked forward and worshipped an extremely ornate altar.

This altar is really majestic and magnificent to the extreme, at the beginning of the rising sun, the purple glow is full of sky, between the clouds and clouds, the morning glow is sprinkled all over the earth, the glazed tiles shine under the light of the glow, shining with the light of the stars, as if the beautiful scenery of the heavenly palace fell into the world.

Immediately afterward, the sun became brighter and brighter, and the white jade bricks and tiles reflected the brilliant glazed color in the gold-leaf-like sunlight.

There was silence all around, only a few large stone statues standing, and it was not ordinary people who could come to this place to worship, only the nobles of the royal palace could come here.

However, the statue placed on the altar is not a basalt, but a ...... Strange little sapling?!

A small sapling that is not too tall, only about one and a half meters high, but it brings a feeling of standing up to the sky.

Even in the hallucination, Zhang Ming still felt that it was standing up to the sky, this feeling was really strange, and there was an indescribable feeling.

"It seems that the strength level of the little sapling is also extremely high, and it is an incomprehensible magical existence, so it is enshrined here."

However, this sapling is all yellow, full of spots, and it looks like it may collapse at any time.

Before parting, the father of the Yanjiao clan was kind and intimidating, teaching the last lesson.

Where there are people, there is politics, politics, system, and order; Governance, governance, and rule.

The departure of one-tenth of the population is equivalent to a new civilization, and he naturally does not want his children to fall.

However, this young Yanjiao man seems to be a dou who can't afford it, and he has been crying with a sad face, his eyes drooping, and he has no confidence in the future: "Dad...... How can we survive as a landless? ”

"How can we find the New World? If we can't find it, won't we be buried in the sea of demon gods? ”

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "As long as Xuanwu succeeds in advancing to the Heavenly God Realm, we will have enough ways to find you again." ”

The young man said again: "Xuanwu, can you succeed?" I heard the great sage say that the chance of success in the game with the sky is only 30%; And all kinds of sea beasts will also take the opportunity to appear and slaughter us. ”

"What if...... In case ......"

"Can we really survive?"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and there was a hesitant look on his face.

Thirty percent, yes, only thirty percent.

If it's fifty percent, that's it......

Thirty percent, it's really too low.

He looked at his son's panicked face, suddenly gritted his teeth, and made up his mind: "Well, before you leave, I will give you a treasure, the source of the world!" ”

The middle-aged Yanjiao man chanted words on the altar, as if he was praying, as if he was some kind of incantation, and as if he was proving his identity.

In a few moments, the small tree, which was close to withering, emitted a faint light, and a stone that was as bright as a jewel fell from the branch and fell on the altar with a "snap".

The stone is only the size of an eyeball, and it emits a mysterious light like the sun, and it shines warmly.

Even Zhang Ming in the illusion has an inexplicable sense of warmth.

But it was only a short moment, and this glimmer of light quickly restrained and disappeared into invisibility.

At the first glance of the spar, Zhang Ming realized that this thing was extremely precious, from his sixth sense and even from the bottom of his heart...... He even developed a sense of security in returning to his hometown.

This kind of preciousness is fundamentally different from ordinary supernatural wonders.

The middle-aged man said again: "This piece of the source of the world is not much, so it will not affect the breakthrough of Xuanwu......"

"But it's incredibly important to you."

"It will shelter your ships, reduce the chances of being attacked by monsters, and will also make your ships unsinkable."

"Never lose it!"

The young man excitedly took over this source of the world.

"Let's go! Let's go! ”

……

This little historical story ends here.

Shi Mama "snapped" and jumped onto the quaint altar, trampling a small spore that had grown into flying ash.

After Zhang Ming recovered from the mysterious hallucination of "Spirit Language", he frowned and rubbed his temples again.

The story of Xuanwu's death is becoming more and more confusing.

"What do you mean...... Is it this missing 'source of the world' that caused the failure of Xuanwu's breakthrough? Didn't the Flamehorn man say that it didn't matter, was he lying...... Alas, it is not inconceivable that such a dangerous activity always has some selfishness towards one's own children. ”

"What is the source of the world, does every world exist? Is there one on Earth? Could it be Gaia consciousness...... Eh, what happened after Gaia's consciousness died? ”

Shi Mama rolled a few times, but couldn't answer.

After all, it's just a repeater of history, and thinking isn't what it's good at.

Zhang Ming said helplessly: "Later, what happened? Has the Flamehorn Man been caught? ”

"The island is about to sink, so don't sell it!"

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(A few more details to explain: information about Mirage and Gaia's consciousness, which the protagonist already knows.) And the later attributes are high, Zhang Ming can already perceive "a wonderful sense of intimacy", so he can know the live broadcast time of Gaia's consciousness. ）

(The spiritual language in the mirage was reread by Shi Mama, not by Lao Zhang or Gaia.) ）

(That is, the protagonist demonstrates acupuncture guidance in the mirage, and Shi Mama can complete all the steps by repeating it on the side.) During the whole process, the protagonist does not need to communicate with Gaia in any way. ）

(End of chapter)