Desolation, which has never changed in the eyes, has become a law of silence. There is no change of day and night, let alone the alternation of the four seasons and the feeling of cold and warm, and all that remains is the endless word "eternity".

All of this seems to stand still, even time seems to stand still, and in this case, there is something negative that will breed, and that is "irritability". This emotion is slowly reflected in Siyi's heart,

In the first few days, Siyi could still resist strongly, but the longer the time, the more he couldn't withstand such a silent test, walking slowly on the barren grassland, subconsciously raising his hand to take a look, looking at himself these days, in order to pick up the soil, rubbed off his nails, the calloused hands, and smiled bitterly.

But later, the unchanged environment here made the mood worse and worse, and I wanted to shout a few times at the top of my throat, but my throat was already broken, and I looked up at the sky, just opening and closing, but I couldn't make a sound.

Finally, after leaving the remains, after an unknown number of days and nights, Siyi went crazy. It should be said that in my heart, I don't know how far I have walked, how much time has passed, and the anxious mood has occupied my heart, and the joy of finding the remains has long been gone, and I don't care about anything, I just run crazy on the barren grassland, dancing my hands out of thin air, like a madman. That kind of irritability finally broke through the critical point and broke out.

Now it is a mortal body, no more than a cultivator, finally, the body feels tired, tired of running, sweat gradually flows down the bridge of the nose, the body finally collapses, lying on the wild grass, Siyi gasps for breath, closes his eyes tiredly, and slowly realizes the kind of silence around him at this moment, just like that, he falls asleep.

When the gurgling stomach and hunger woke him up, he opened his eyes and saw the same scenery again, Siyi shook his head helplessly, stood up, picked up the loess again, processed a stinger, and then slowly baked it.

The temperature here is constant, as warm as March spring, but when the fire is lit, Siyi involuntarily approaches the fire, and then hugs his knees and curls up into a ball. Because, at this time, the dominating Central Plains Bajun back then, the hero who galloped on the battlefield back then, also needed a touch of warmth to seek comfort.

After eating, I packed my bags, and my numb eyes became thicker and thicker, I really don't know when such a day will be the end. Siyi continued to walk forward, because he knew that now, he could only do this.

When irritability turned to madness, and finally to numbness, at last, the fate that was high up saw this poor mortal and gave him hope.

"Huh, that's ......" Siyi was shocked in his heart, because he saw that in the distant sky, a vague figure appeared, as if something was standing on the edge of the sky, and he was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and he tightened the package and ran towards the black shadow.

When he got closer, with a big gasp of breath, Siyi's eyes finally regained their vitality again, because the figure he saw from afar turned out to be a tree, a tree. This is the only living object in this barren grassland.

After looking at the big green tree in the distance, Siyi gradually slowed down, for fear that his movements would frighten it, and walked over slowly. When he walked to the tree, before he had time to admire the tree beside him, Siyi was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Large and small pits were all over the ground, and the deepest one, several feet deep, could not see the bottom. Such a scene, Si Yi couldn't be clearer, it was bombarded by the Dao Fa, and there were people here who had fought the Fa.

Siyi didn't care about the big tree for a long time, and with a "plop", he jumped down a hole at random and looked at it carefully. It can be seen from the traces that a long time should have passed, at least not in the last hundred years. As for the strength of the Shi Fa, it can only be said that it is very huge, because even if he was in his heyday, he could not create such a scene, what kind of strength is this?

At the bottom of the pit, with a casual kick, as if he had kicked something, he squatted down, touched the ground with his hand, and then pulled out a long strip of something, blew off the dust with his mouth, and looked closely, it was actually a broken sword, and Siyi studied it carefully with great interest.

This broken sword, the spirituality has long been lost, and it fell into the dust at will, with the all-encompassing classics in his own home, he can still see the texture, it should be a piece of "ice iron" bred in the best South China Sea 10,000-year-old fire coral. This texture, this feeling, Si Yi knows clearly, the person who can come up with such a material must be extraordinary, at least he is a predecessor who has not been away from the catastrophe for a long time.

He threw the broken sword on the ground, looked around again, and found that there was no gain, so he crawled out of the pit with great difficulty, and then jumped into another pit and searched carefully on the ground.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw a piece of loose metal, which was the "rain silver" of Xisha as the raw material, and the value was not ordinary. In this way, crawling in and out of several potholes, I found a lot of similar valuable magic weapon flying sword fragments, which had long since become worthless garbage scrap metal because the main body was broken. However, it is strange that this is obviously not the work of one person, but of many people, because it is clear that the patterns on these things come from various sects or families.

Those who can be recognized are the two and three sects of righteousness and demons, and as for the other signs, they are not recognized, perhaps because of the age. Now it seems that this is definitely not a single one-man fight, at least dozens of great monks have fought with weapons, as for whether it is a common defense against the enemy, or a mutual fight, it is not clear. However, one thing is very clear, that is, many of them are natal magic weapons, and it is estimated that the owner also died on the spot.

Traces of this magnitude, stretching for hundreds of miles, are by no means unusual, and if you think about it like this, then the previous monk of the remains, before he died, probably heard the sound of metal colliding from the earth-shattering battle that took place here.

Siyi was at the bottom of the pit, and there was nothing to do anyway, so he sat down and carefully guessed the scene of the year, such a scene, for the first time, people can recall that it should be that these great monks came here to explore the treasure, and as a result, there was an unknown battle, because these two poles are very dangerous, as everyone knows, alone must be afraid, and it is normal to meet friends, but I have never heard of it, there are so many stories of dozens of great monks coming to the two poles at the same time in history, and the family classics have not recorded it.

As for what happened after coming in, Si Yi began to deduce that he might have met some kind of wild beast, after all, in this kind of place where even time is closed, if a wild beast with some great magical powers comes out, it is normal. However, this idea was rejected on the spot, because there was no trace of the beast at all, and the scene here only showed that it was man and man who were fighting, and what had happened.

Suddenly I remembered, is there a big tree with lush foliage not far away, this is the key, why is there such a thing in this place where life is cut off. Siyi hurriedly crawled out of the cave and came to the big tree where it began.

This big tree, like a weathered old man, silently looked at the battlefields in front of him. The body of the tree is the thickness of a bucket, up to dozens of zhang, and the branches are luxuriant, like a giant umbrella. It's hard to believe that this is growing on the barren grassland beneath your feet. Si Yi walked around, and couldn't help but be surprised, to say that in addition to the human body itself, there are two things in this world that he is most familiar with, that is, plants and animals, because these are all passed down from generation to generation in the Medicine King's Mansion, it is by virtue of these things that the Medicine King's Mansion can make those famous medicines of the living dead, flesh and bones, but the tree in front of him, Si Yi can't name it, and it is not in his memory at all.

With doubts, Siyi boldly climbed up the treetops, wanting to take a closer look. Standing on the branch, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he plucked a leaf, ordinary oval, no different, smelling it with his nose, there was a faint fragrance of grass and trees. When I twisted it with my hand, I left a faint water stain on the palm of my hand. This is the most surprising thing, how can such a tree absorb water in this environment?

Siyi stretched out his tongue and licked it, a long-lost cool feeling came to his heart, he was overjoyed at the moment, and quickly tore off a large handful of green leaves, twisted his hands hard, squeezed out a few drops of clear spring and fell into his mouth, drinking blood for a long time, and suddenly being stimulated by the clear water, that feeling, even tears were about to come out, so long, finally drank a sip of normal water.

However, the origin and name of the tree, as well as how it grows, are still a mystery and can never be guessed. Siyi jumped off the tree, looking at these things in front of him, it became even more incomprehensible, it seems that the key is still those who have fought here, they should know something, otherwise the place of the battle will not be so close to this tree.

The potholes in front of him are of different sizes, but Siyi can only enter some small ones, after all, he is now a mortal, if he enters those big holes that are too deep, he may not be able to climb out. Standing in the center of this battlefield, Si Yi silently pondered, whether to take the risk and find a way, go to the largest cave to see if there were any traces, but most of them were some broken magic weapon fragments, and he might not be able to come up if he went down, so he hesitated for a long time.

Finally, I gritted my teeth and decided to go down, this is the only hope, I hope these predecessors can leave something for themselves. He randomly found a large pit with a seemingly gentle terrain, and went down to the bottom of the pit step by step along the steep cave wall.

This pit is not the deepest, but there are dozens of zhang, and it took me a lot of effort to rub through how much skin on the surface of the body before I came to the bottom. In the dim light, there was finally a harvest, it was a human remains, the same as the first cultivator in history who was starved to death before, it was also weathered for many years, and when he touched his hand, he turned into ashes, but not far away, among the scattered things, Si Yi still found a bamboo slip, this kind of bamboo slip used for memorization will not be destroyed for thousands of years, it is really a great help to himself.

Untie the rope, Si Yi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, this senior used regular script before his death, and the time has been a little longer, and it has blurred a lot, but at least it doesn't have to be as laborious as reading cursive.

Under the harsh conditions, Siyi sat on the ground and studied carefully, his eyes moved down the words, and his expression became more and more surprised......