The tornado-like cavern stretches all the way down.

100 zhang, 1,000 zhang, 10 miles, 20 miles......

If you talk about the beginning, Yang Ji still has this kind of stubbornness. Then all stubbornness is gone. Yang Ji frowned:

'How can it be so deep?'

The depth of the armadillo's burrow far exceeds that of rats, snakes, and pangolins...... , the regional extent of these so-called underground organisms.

An hour has passed, and two hours have passed......

The armadillo's burrow is digging deeper and deeper, and there is no end in sight. Yang Ji began to feel a little uneasy in his heart, the ability of this ancient xenomorph to punch holes was far beyond his imagination.

It was pitch black and I couldn't tell the direction. Yang Ji could only guess in his heart that this place was already more than thirty miles underground.

Yang Ji's breathing has begun to be less free than the shallow layers of the earth's surface.

The "Ground Boat" has the special ability to collect a small amount of air from a large area of soil underground and supply it to the boater.

But the fact is that the deeper you go into the earth, the thinner the air becomes.

The ability of the "boat on the ground" is not unlimited.

Forty miles, fifty miles...... Seventy miles!

Yang Ji silently estimated in his heart. Such a depth is not even felt by the "gatekeeper". And the armadillo's burrow is still digging down.

"How can it be so deep?"

Yang Ji began to regret it a little. The range of this ancient armadillo is really "too big".

"It's no joke to be so deep. Do you want to go back to the ground?"

Yang Ji began to hesitate in his heart, but was quickly vetoed by himself. It's already taken so much effort to chase here, if you return at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of all your efforts?

And in addition to worrying and uneasy, Yang Ji had a greater curiosity in his heart. I want to know where the burrow of this armadillo is.

"I don't believe it. I'm no match for an armadillo. ”

Yang Ji turned his heart sideways, and he didn't think about anything about the thin air and returning to the ground. I simply sped up and chased underground.

One hundred miles, one hundred and ten miles......

Yang Ji is like a fish swimming in the sea, going to the deepest part.

The air is getting thinner and thinner, and breathing is starting to be a little difficult.

Yang Jitie thought about it. Warriors have strong lives. The characteristics of long breathing were undoubtedly revealed at this time, which provided Yang Ji with great help.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Ji had completely forgotten to think about how far away from the ground.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange feeling came over me. Yang Ji stopped, stood on the "Earth Walking Boat" and silently looked at the darkness below.

There is no light underground, so it doesn't matter where it's dark and where it's not.

But this area in front of him gave Yang Ji a strange feeling, compared to other places, this area seemed to be another space. The other world is even darker.

Even the yellowish halo around the boat was affected, blurred, distorted, and pulled into a current-like shape, rather than a uniform, regular shape.

Yang Ji could feel that this area seemed to attract all the light.

"How can there be such a place under the Iron Crown Mountain?"

Yang Ji was taken aback. He stood there, thoughts running through his mind.

Although he couldn't see anything, Yang Ji's keen martial intuition was still there. He could clearly feel that this area was different. There seems to be something special vibrating inside.

The armadillo's lair is actually right here!

-- This is something that Yang Ji never expected when he tracked down the armadillo.

Yang Ji stopped in the ground, and a light flashed in his eyes. Follow the past. Or don't you go, or go back to the ground and tell the elders?

Or have you forgotten about it and waited until you were sure enough?

Yang Ji was silent. No one knows what's in the box, an angel, or a devil?

In the past, there were only a few sect disciples who died because of curiosity.

But in the end. Yang Ji still chose to go in.

The darkness was like water waves, and as soon as Yang Ji entered, all the light disappeared. The pale yellow halo emitted by the Earth Traveling Boat itself seemed to have been absorbed out of thin air, and there was not a single trace of it.

In such a world, it is difficult to see up and down. I can't tell things, I can't even believe my perception.

Yang Ji's eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything.

There was a terrible silence all around, and nothing could be heard except the sound of his own pounding heartbeat. All perception is rendered dead here.

It seems like a second has passed, and it seems like countless worlds have passed.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, Yang Ji let out a low sigh, feeling as if he had broken something. And then the whole thing fell.

"Boom!"

Yang Ji was startled, and the moment he landed, he bounced violently, the blood and qi in his body roared, and he took a defensive posture. Before he could see the things around him clearly, Yang Ji soon noticed that a little light rose in the darkness.

"It turned out to be a boat on the ground!"

Seeing the source of the light clearly, Yang Jichang sighed. The light was emitted by the Earth Traveling Boat, and the light of the Earth Walking Boat before was swallowed, and it couldn't be seen through at all.

But when I got here, I don't know why I was back to normal. All the underground light that Yang Ji saw.

The surroundings were quiet, and with the pale yellow light emitted by the earthly boat, Yang Ji took a careful look around.

"This ...... It's like this temple!"

Seeing the surrounding scenery clearly, Yang Ji's eyelids jumped, a little surprised.

It appears to be a very old temple, covered in layers of black ash around it and on the ground. If you look closely, there are even some ashes from the moss that have died.

In addition to these black ashes, Yang Ji also saw hanging curtains. After too long, it seems that it will shatter when touched, and the original color cannot be seen.

The whole place is not known how much it has been sealed. There was still a strong smell of sandalwood in the air. In the cracks in the surrounding walls, there are also some flags planted.

Yang Ji glanced back behind him, where a jet-black brick wall had collapsed, revealing a hole.

Yang Ji seemed to have just broken through that wall and crashed into this temple.

Dark, dilapidated, dead, old...... , the whole temple exudes a smell of antiquity, forgotten. Only the mottled paintings and incense burns on the walls, which have lost their color. It shows that this place was once glorious, and many people used to come and go here to worship incense.

"It's incredible. Under the Iron Crown Mountain, how could there be such a temple!"

Yang Ji was completely stunned.

This is hundreds of miles underground, not on the surface, how can there be a mysterious "temple" here? It also seems that no one has ever found out.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yang Ji muttered to himself.

Tracking down the ancient armadillo, you will find such a temple sunk in the ground. This is completely beyond Yang Ji's imagination.

The temple was very dim, Yang Ji thought about it, and took out the "Flame Bead" and "Wave Bead" from his arms. As soon as the two beads, one red and one blue, came out, they immediately emitted a two-color brilliance, which complemented the yellow light of the earth boat, slowly illuminating the entire underground temple.

The temple was very quiet, and even the air was a little thicker than outside. Yang Ji didn't even need to use the Earth Boat to breathe normally here.

Yang Ji held two beads of flame and tao in his hand. Step by step.

"Click!"

A cracking sound came from under his feet, and Yang Ji was startled. When I looked down, I found that it was a beam, which was kicked by Yang Ji, and it had been completely broken, and the fractures were all dry wooden fibers.

"It fell from above. ”

Yang Ji glanced up. Seeing the beams above crisscrossing vertically and horizontally, there was a mess. Further up, you can see the red and blue glazed tiles that are densely packed like fish scales. The tiles are covered with many wavy lines and floral ornaments, interspersed with some mysterious totems.

"None of this is the style of this dynasty. Could it be that this temple was built more than the history of this dynasty? ”

Yang Ji felt incredible.

The Han Dynasty has existed for thousands of years. This is already the era of countless generations. This temple is longer than the founding of the Han Dynasty, isn't that the previous dynasty?

"Unbelievable! How could there still be such a temple so old?"

Yang Ji muttered to himself. Wow.

There are very few texts about the previous dynasties, and Yang Ji has almost never heard of them, nor has he found any relevant books. Thousands of years have passed since then, and only a handful of people are interested.

Yang Ji held the flame and the wave double beads, and walked forward curiously step by step.

It is absolutely unbelievable that there will be a temple of the previous dynasty in the depths of the Iron Crown Mountain. Yang Ji even felt. Even the elders and "gatekeepers" of the denomination may not know about the existence of zài.

"With so much pressure underground, how could this temple not collapse?"

Yang Ji thought secretly.

After walking a few feet, Yang Ji stretched out a hand and brushed the curtain hanging down from the roof beam, and a piece of the curtain fell in response, but the upper part did not shake in the slightest.

"It's so light. It's like air. ”

Yang Ji felt it. These curtains are incredibly light. There is not the slightest weight that falls on the hand, as if there is nothing.

Such a light weight is less than one-thousandth of the silk, and Yang Ji has never even seen it before.

"This must be the craft of the previous dynasty. ”

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's heart.

Stretching out his fingers, Yang Ji crushed it, and these veils of cloth and fog immediately turned into ashes silently. Over time, the curtains have been completely ashed.

There was silence all around, only Yang Ji's footsteps echoed in the void. Many parts of the temple are broken, many door leaves and window spirits are gone, and there is only a broken wall.

The intricate carvings on the walls, the woods in the gold edges, and the smell of incense in the air for thousands of years show that this place was once extremely glorious.

In the red light of the flame beads, a rafter fell into the dust.

Yang Ji leaned down, picked it up and glanced at the cross-section of the rafters, his eyelids jumped, and he was secretly surprised in his heart:

"This is the best golden silk nanmu, but I am afraid that it is nearly 10,000 years old. It's only used to make a rafter......"

The texture of the rafters is golden silk nanmu, and the cross-section is dense, and it is a circle of annual rings thinner than a hair. After a rough count, there are hundreds of annual rings.

The golden silk nanmu grows slowly, with one annual ring, but only a little thicker hair. This rafter has hundreds of rings, which is hundreds of years.

And this edge is only a part of the golden silk nanmu.

Adult golden silk nanmu that can be used as wood often has one person hugging each other, and two people hugging each other. From this point of view, the intercepted golden silk nanmu is at least 6,000 years old.

Such a precious wood is not easy to grow, and it is generally used by princes and nobles to make the pillars of the main hall of the ancestral temple. And here it was used to make a rafter. (To be continued......)