The Gods and Demons Ding was opened, but no one looked at it and closed it.

Lin Feng didn't know if this tripod could absorb the vitality of a world, but judging from the inheritance of this tripod, it was definitely destructive.

It shouldn't be difficult to keep a college town from growing.

"Plop. Professor Sang tried to get up, but suddenly fell to his knees.

"Uncle Sang. Qin Qi hurriedly went to help him.

"My legs, my body, why are they so weak?"

Professor Sang, who was about to get up, found that he had no strength in his body.

Lin Feng said: "Don't move, just take a rest." ”

"Pen, paper. Professor Sang didn't want to rest, but asked for pen and paper. His mind was filled with a strange map, and he was afraid he would forget.

He was given a notebook, a pen, and immediately he drew it, and everyone gathered around him. But he kept drawing, and he filled a notebook.

"Uncle Sang, what is this?" Qin Qi asked.

Professor Sang asked, "This is what I saw in Dingzhong." This is supposed to be the map where this tripod was unearthed. ”

"What? There's a map in it. The King of Glasses said, and planned to take a picture of the map of Dingzhong.

Lin Feng grabbed him and said, "I have already inspected Dingzhong, but there is no map. ”

"And what am I seeing?" asked Professor Sang.

After all, the tripod belonged to Lin Feng, and when he first went down to the tripod, he didn't see any map. As for the second time, he couldn't remember any details.

Lin Feng said: "This should be a mapping of information. It's like the image that appears on Easter Island during a thunderstorm. To put it simply, this Ding remembered the place he had stayed, and after Uncle Sang went in, he activated it. ”

Lin Feng explained, but did not explain what activated it and how it was remembered.

The life force, except for the physical body, is mostly in the soul. Its so-called memory is not so much the dregs of the soul that have been sucked by this tripod.

When Professor Sang entered the Dingzhong and was extracted from his soul, those soul remnants were combined with his soul to create this map memory.

It would be too scary to say such a thing, so Lin Feng didn't say it. Professor Sang asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

Lin Feng said: "I used to study astrophysics and also worked in the Central Plains Research Institute. ”

Compared with metaphysics, Lin Feng's identity seems to be more convincing.

"It's no wonder. Professor Sang believed.

"Are you saying that the picture I drew is real?" asked Professor Sang.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and said, "It should be." ”

Lin Feng couldn't guarantee the integrity of the dungeon painted by Professor Sang, but the dungeon did exist.

"Okay! Great! This time, I have a project. Professor Sang said happily.

"Dad, you're going to the tomb?" asked Sankun.

"Yes, there are maps, there are physical objects, of course I want to look at them. Professor Sang said excitedly.

For Lin Feng, Professor Sang is full of curiosity. At first, he suspected that Lin Feng's tripod was a product of modern craftsmanship, anyway, he didn't think that this thing was made in ancient times.

However, as his research deepened, he discovered that this thing could not be made even with modern technology. Although he didn't remember much, but the map he wrote down alone, for example, modern technology has absolutely no function of transmitting memories.

In the face of such a miraculous creation, who wouldn't want to take a look at the dungeon displayed by this thing.

Not to mention, Professor Sang is an expert in archaeology himself. This year's archaeological funds, he has not yet used, just to go and see.

Like Professor Sang, if the archaeological funds are not spent, the above will not be approved again, but will always exist there.

This night, everyone didn't sleep, and they were all stunned by the grand scale of the underground palace map.

The entire underground palace is octagonal, because there is no size mark, so there is no way to calculate the area, but the tomb alone, casually counted, there are no less than 900 rooms, which means that this is likely to be a building complex comparable to the Forbidden City in Beijing.

The more buildings and the larger the area, the happier Professor Sang became, because it meant that his discovery was great. And the greater the complex, the significance to an archaeologist, non-insiders, cannot express.

"Uncle Sang, Sangkun, let's take our leave first. ”

Professor Sang was very happy, but Lin Feng had no way to accompany him any longer, because he was still followed by the King of Glasses and Wang Fei, so he could only say goodbye.

"Ahh Sankun looked up, only to find that it was already dark outside, and the street lights were already on.

Professor Sang was still studying the underground palace map, and Sang Kun entertained them, "Why don't we have a meal together?"

"No need. Lin Feng refused, thought about it and said, "That's right, the white hair on your temples, just wait for the black hair to grow, don't worry." ”

The Divine Demon Ding absorbs the vitality of the body, although Lin Feng can return the vitality of the vitality, but the subtle places like hair are a little difficult. But the good thing is that when the new hair grows back, everything will be restored.

"Huh?" said Sankun, startled, "Okay." ”

"Your gray hair ......"

He stretched out his finger and pointed to Lin Feng's hair, which he had just discovered, was also white.

Lin Feng immediately looked in the mirror and said to himself, "I didn't expect this Ding to be so powerful." ”

In order to save people, Lin Feng took the initiative to import life force into Dingzhong, he not only saved two with one, this itself was two hundred years of vitality, plus he had to protect Qin Qi and them, Lin Feng's consumption was not small.

What's more, this is not the inheritance of Shennong's land master, and there is no way to make up for the lost vitality.

The inheritance of Shennong Dishi is just a kind of energy, and it does not involve deeper things.

And what this tripod directly sucks is lifespan, which is already a deep-seated existence.

If it weren't for Lin Feng's entry into the product and his lifespan of five hundred years, it would definitely not be so easy for him to save people.

"It's okay, just let your hair grow back. "Finding out that he has white hair, Lin Feng didn't worry, he lost it for more than two hundred years, doesn't he have more than two hundred years?

Although he still doesn't know how to do it on behalf of God, so he doesn't know how to get his next product, but he is more than two hundred years old, which is definitely enough.

Besides, he doesn't necessarily can't get back the longevity that fell into the tripod.

Grab two people, throw them into the ding, let the ding suck their lifespan, and then you can return Lin Feng's.

Of course, this method was a bit too "magical", so Lin Feng was relieved that he was over two hundred years old, and had no other ideas.

"By the way, I'm going to take this tripod with me. Lin Feng said.

This tripod is definitely a magic tripod, thrown into the living, the output of lifespan, and once the tripod is opened, it will inevitably be extracted.

Either the life of a person is extracted, refined, and converted into a lifespan, and the person dies, or it is forcibly stopped by the number of lifespans.

Lin Feng only had a life span of more than two hundred years, and if Professor Sang's father and son activated the Divine Demon Ding again, to be honest, Lin Feng did not have the confidence to sacrifice another two hundred years to save them. So he had to take it.

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