The first thousand three hundred and seventy-seventh chapters
After a few breaths, the sound of impact and the sound of projectiles falling to the ground were heard, followed by a pop, and flames appeared from the place where the projectiles hit, dots and dots, mottled the darkness.
After the projectile flew out, the Minghong Sword in Li Luo's hand was not sheathed. What could be hidden in the darkness? Bones? Pavilions? Stone statues? Fierce beasts, ghosts, or broken soldiers? Or nothing at all.
When the light came on, they used light and shadow to distinguish. What they saw in front of them made Hu and Lu stunned and speechless, but it made Li Luo's mind turbulent, and he could hear bells ringing and drums beating in his ears.
It was a dead tree. There were no leaves on the tree, only dead branches. The branches were twisted and twisted, with teeth and claws. Several roots were sunken, and it looked like a big pit, with a radius of five feet. The crown of the tree was spread out, just covering this.
In a radius of five feet, this white skeleton was sitting on the edge of a deep pit, and three steps away was the big pit under the tree.
It was indeed unheard of for a tree to grow underground, and it was not very small. Li Luo was shocked and shocked Hu and Lu. He quickly looked at the dead tree carefully. Apart from being novel, he couldn't see anything unusual about it.
Li Luo was not shocked because of this tree. Seriously speaking, it was not the first time Li Luo had seen a tree growing underground. What Li Luo never expected was that he would see such a tree again in the Black Mountain Prison.
The tree is different in shape but similar in spirit, exactly like the strange tree in the hollow mountain in Immortal Peak, except that one is alive and this one is dead.
Li Luo suddenly realized, no wonder he felt familiar after seeing the deep blue light emitted by the rocks. That ancient tree on Immortal Peak was emitting a unique blue light, one strong, one weak, one dark and one bright.
But it traces back to the same source.
In a daze, Li Luo seemed to have returned to the mountainside under the Immortal Peak. The two secret realms overlapped in front of his eyes. If this dead tree sprouted new leaves in spring, or if the ancient tree under the Immortal Peak withered and failed, the two secret realms would
The scenery can be stacked together.
Li Luo was in a daze, and Hu Helu frowned slightly when he saw this, and carefully looked at the surrounding situation. The projectile was a secret product of the ghost market, obtained from Jibu Chuhe, and was shot with a special technique. It was affected by external force.
It will spontaneously ignite upon impact and can last as long as a cup of tea.
There was not much time, Hu Helu quickly glanced around and saw something. His eyes paused slightly, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he walked quickly towards a place illuminated by projectiles.
After a moment of trance, Li Luo came to his senses and looked around the dead tree. This was a cave in the hinterland of the mountain, much smaller than the cave in the hinterland of Immortal Peak. It was desolate and desolate. Apart from being relatively flat, there were only
Empty.
Li Luo looked at Hu Helu's back and let out a light sigh. There was a three-legged copper brazier ten feet away. It was a person tall and three feet in diameter. It must have been used for lighting the Black Mountain Prison. I don't know.
Is it still usable now?
Hu Helu looked around and tried to throw a fire sickle in. Originally, Hu Helu just tried it casually and did not have much expectations. Unexpectedly, as soon as the fire sickle touched the brazier, he heard a whistle and a burst of flames.
It rose up in the air and rushed out for more than half a foot, then gradually lay dormant, but it was still more than two feet high, illuminating the area several feet to the left of the brazier.
Hu Helu was overjoyed, looked at Li Luo and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't expect these braziers to be still usable."
Li Luo was surprised and walked over. He smelled a faint fishy smell next to the brazier, with a slight fragrance and a heavy feeling of accumulation of aged wine.
Li Luo exclaimed in surprise and said with some surprise: "Mermaid tears?"
"What are the shark tears?" Hu Helu asked in confusion.
"Oh, a rare kind of long-lasting lamp oil." Li Luo said casually, his expression returned to normal, but there was a wave of confusion in his heart.
The Shark's Tears are indeed rare. Most of the ones Da Gan has seen are produced in the East China Sea, which is almost rare. The price is higher than gold, and ordinary people will never even see it, let alone use it. The Shark's Tears
It's not necessarily practical. Most of them will be used by relatives of the emperor and dignitaries when they show their identity. Otherwise, the same price can be replaced by ordinary lamp oil. I don't know what month or year it is needed.
There is one peculiarity about the Shark Man's Tears. If you use this object to light a lamp, the light will be as bright as day, and it is said that it can last for a hundred years. The Shark Man's Tears have been seen by Li Luo, and they are in Prince Chun's Mansion. They are white and yellowish, and are more common than the common ones.
The lamp oil is much thicker. But Li Luo doesn't believe that it can last for hundreds of years. It can take a few years at most or a few months at least. At least Li Luo has never seen the shark from Prince Chun's palace.
The lamp of the Fishman's Tears can shine for ten years, but the servants still have to wait on it from time to time.
However, even in Prince Chun's Mansion, there are not many Shark Tears, and most of the time, they are just the commonly used official lamp oil. In the four realms of Dagan, Li Luo only knows of one place where everlasting lamps are provided, and that is the Dagan Palace.
Changming Palace where the emperor's dragon chair is located.
But here, in the Black Mountain Prison at the bottom of the Rebirth Cliff, there are actually Shark Tears burning, and looking at the intensity of the fire, there are still a lot of Shark Tears left. This place is a little more desolate now, but it was before it was abandoned.
What kind of grand scene it was, Li Luo couldn't fathom it for a moment.
Hu Helu just said oh, he was just a little surprised that the brazier could still be lit. There was no other difference. Maybe he had never heard of the name of Mermaid Tears. Even if he had, I'm afraid it was not worth mentioning in Hu Helu's eyes.
Mention. It’s just a piece of lamp oil for lighting a fire. No matter how strange it is, what can it do?
In addition to this brazier, there is another one every few feet, forming a circle around the dead tree. There are ten of them, and only half of them can still ignite, but it is enough.
The fireworks drove away the darkness, and also drove away a little worry in the hearts of Li Luo and Li Luo. The surrounding walls were made of black stones, and there was nothing there. Only the dead tree in the middle was quite eye-catching.
Hu Helu walked over and looked thoughtfully at the dead tree in front of him. Li Luo stretched out his hand and twisted off a dead branch. The break was very crisp and it had been withered for a long time.
This ancient tree is smaller than the one in Immortal Peak, but its branches are scattered. If it was still alive at the beginning, it would have the power to block out the sky and the sun.
Just as the two of them were sizing up the dead old tree, a black shadow suddenly fell straight down from the tree, bringing with it a gust of evil wind.
Hu Helu was startled, and before he could take a closer look, he raised his hand and fired the projectile. Li Luo raised his eyebrows and shouted quickly: "Be merciful." After that, he stretched out his hand to bluff and pulled the falling shadow into the air.
He got a foot out and narrowly got out of the way of the projectile.
The projectile's momentum continued unabated, and it hit the trunk of a dead tree. The flames started to spread, and the fire was likely to get more intense.