Chapter 65 The Foot of Life and the Soil of the Loam
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The entire corridor was glowing with gleaming light, as if it were carved from a huge piece of green jade. Wang Meng knew that this should be the final condensation of all the life of the ancient tree for millions of years. There was a green ruler suspended in the middle of the corridor, about 100 meters wide.
Three fingers, about four feet long, glowing with a misty green light, with dense mist flowing inside, like a giant green tree.
Wang Meng stood quietly next to the ruler and looked at it. He knew that this was probably the most core thing of this ancient tree, like the round fire jade and the ten-thousand-pound golden heart.
After a long time, Wang Meng gently stretched out his hand and held the ruler. The huge and quintessential vitality almost made Wang Meng groan. The whole space seemed to be moving. Wang Meng did not hesitate anymore, put away the ring, and picked up the golden heart.
Move forward in stride.
As soon as he walked out of the long corridor, he heard a roar behind him. Wang Meng looked back and saw that the huge, thousands-year-old tree that reached into the sky had turned into a piece of smoke. The wind blew from the sky, and the avenue became completely blank in an instant.
There has never been an ancient tree like this one that has flourished for thousands of years.
Thousands of years of prosperity are like a dream; all living beings come and go and eventually return to dust.
Wang Meng put the 10,000-jin gold heart into the ring and never looked back.
The road ahead was cut off, and Wang Meng stood at the end of the light path. There was a towering rock, and below it was an abyss. Looking down, the canine teeth were intertwined, as if it had been torn open by a big hand.
Ahead was a vast expanse of golden yellow. Wang Meng looked at it intently, but there was not a trace of green inhabited by human beings. This was a lifeless and despairing desert sea.
Wang Meng controlled his body and slowly landed on the desert. The soft sand was like golden satin. There was no iconic thing in the desert. The gauzy golden color made people get lost in this desert.
In the golden film, Wang Meng was originally a road fool, so he would simply close his eyes, open the pupil of illusion, and rely entirely on the guidance of the dragon-shaped key.
Moving forward, there is still boundless golden color, and all around, there is still oppressive silence. It seems that only Wang Meng himself is left in the world. A huge wave of loneliness is coming. If not for this journey, Wang Meng's
As his Taoist heart has been further improved, just this boundless loneliness can make him collapse and go crazy.
Wang Meng guarded his mind. He didn't know how much time had passed or how far he had gone. The surrounding scenery was still endless golden. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see the cliff behind him, Wang Meng would have suspected that he was in the middle of nowhere.
Standing still at the same place, this weird feeling made Wang Meng almost crazy. Wang Meng's face was distorted, and he suppressed the urge to roar, and stepped onto a huge sand dune again.
Although he had seen many weird and magnificent scenery, Wang Meng was still deeply shocked by everything in front of him.
This is a huge tiankeng with a radius of nearly a kilometer. There is a raging fire burning inside. The surrounding yellow sand is constantly being burned into a golden fluid, flowing into the bottom of the pit, constantly collapsing and burning, like a strange
The gates of hell.
The dragon-shaped key was even more excited. Its thoughts were pointed directly at the center of the sinkhole, in the middle of the blazing flames. There, the flames were like flowing and rotating magma, and a black hole was faintly burned in the surrounding space.
Wang Meng opened his illusory pupils and saw only a piece of red burning sand. This was a piece of burning and collapsing desert sand, not an illusion!
Wang Meng tentatively took out a piece of fire jade, raised his hand and threw it out. Before it got close to the flame, it turned into a red liquid and fell into the flame.
"Fire overcomes metal, metal overcomes wood, and wood overcomes earth. Can it solve the difficulty at hand?" Wang Meng looked at the green ruler in his hand doubtfully. In addition to the huge and quintessential vitality and the dazzlingly beautiful material, Wang Meng looked at it in confusion.
, I turned over and over again and couldn’t find any mystery.
Wang Meng didn't realize that since he took out the ring, a dense greenery began to spread around him, and the golden and monotonous desert was covered with a moving layer of greenery for the first time.
When he saw green and fluffy grass rising out of the ground under his feet, Wang Meng was shocked to realize that the world had changed instantly. Everywhere he looked, there were patches of green, as if he had suddenly transformed from a dead desert to an endless grassland.
The green ring in his hand began to become a little dim, and the flaming sinkhole began to become a lot gentler, but the scorching air waves still kept people away.
Wang Meng hesitated for a moment, and with the guidance of the dragon-shaped key, he threw out the ring in his hand. The green ruler gently fell into the center of the flaming sinkhole, like a sea-fixing god falling into the turbulent sea.
Needle, the boiling flame began to extinguish like a wave from the center outward.
After a while, the flames receded, and rocks that looked like seven-colored glass were exposed in the sinkhole, still emitting residual heat in the distance, steaming like a fairyland.
Wang Meng rose into the sky, his clothes flying, and slowly landed in the center of the sinkhole.
It was a round high platform that looked like an inverted funnel when viewed from the air. There was a small tray above the funnel with a simple style and mysterious runes carved on it. There was a handful of gray
There are two simple seal characters on the side of the soil - Xi soil.
Breathing soil! It took Wang Meng a long time to identify these two simple seal characters. He couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. There was such a thing! "The Classic of Mountains and Seas·Nei Jing" records: "The floods surged to the sky, and Gun stole the emperor's resting soil to choke the floods."
It is said that Dayu filled the water eyes with fertile soil, and the floods stopped. This is an ancient sacred object that can grow on its own and resist the flow of water.
Wang Meng walked up, stretched out his hand, and tried to pick up the tray. Unexpectedly, the tray would not move as if it had taken root. Wang Meng walked up unbelievingly, crossed his arms, and protruded and said, "Get up!"
As if the mountains were shaking, Wang Meng's face was red, his ears were red, his veins were bulging, but the tray still did not move. He couldn't help but secretly marvel, each of these ancient holy objects was more magical than the last. He had to put the ring on the tray, and tried his best to mobilize his thoughts, which made Wang Meng tired.
His eyes turned black and his eyebrows ached. This was obviously sperm.
Due to the phenomenon of overdraft, Wang Meng put the tray directly into the space ring. Wang Meng couldn't help but feel secretly frightened. He felt his own Meng Lang. If he had lost his energy just now, I'm afraid the consequences would be disastrous. After calming down, Wang Meng sat down to regain his energy, and then carefully
Looking around.
The green ruler was inserted in the middle of the funnel. Wang Meng stepped forward and pulled it out gently. He heard a soft sound, as if a door had been opened, and a moon courtyard door rumbling out from the middle of the round platform. Dragon.
The key moved more urgently, and Wang Meng opened the door with all his strength. The clouds were steaming and the clouds were rising below, and it turned out to be a void.
There is actually a cave beneath this world!
Wang Meng looked carefully and saw that there was nothing wrong, so he jumped down. Through the clouds, there was an endless sea below.