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Chapter 416 The windfall of house raids, a world where strong people come forth in large numbers

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    Zi Luan recalled it for a long time before slowly saying.

    "I met a monster before, and after beating it to death, I also fell into a coma. It should have started at this time, and I never woke up, right?"

    "That's right, that monster can turn into other creatures, and it won't die at all until it kills its real body."

    "Why are you here? Did Qingluan come with you?"

    "Well, but she was lured away by something before, and I didn't see her after that. I think she will come here too."

    "I left a message telling you not to follow, didn't you find it?" Ziluan frowned slightly, with a trace of worry on her pretty face, and before Qin Yang could answer, she asked herself and answered, "Yes, who is here?"  Qingluan, it's normal that she didn't understand what I meant."

    Qin Yang was speechless, and went on for a long time. Qingluan, who loves to reason with her fists, everyone close to her knew what she was.

    "What's going on here? We walked into a strange world as we walked, and walked all the way to this weird world, full of weird creatures in a mess."

    "Actually, I don't know too well. I vaguely guessed that this place is related to Kuishan in the middle of the Shen Dynasty. I have traced the origin of Kuishan, but the oldest classics I found all recorded a myth. Kuishan is the  After the fall of an ancient god, the spine was transformed, so it was able to suppress the central part, leaving the topography of the central part basically unchanged."

    Ziluan took out a roll of animal skin and spread it out in front of Qin Yang. There were some unfamiliar characters on it, and Qin Yang didn't know a single word.

    And Ziluan pointed to one of them.

    "The stars fell to the earth, the realms shattered, the gods stood up to the sky, died for a hundred thousand years, the bones and blood flowed into the void, and the spine turned into a pillar to support the sky"

    "This is this paragraph. This is the oldest record I can find. Maybe the myths and legends are true. Kuishan, which suppressed the central part of the god dynasty, was transformed by the spine of the god. In all dynasties, there has never been a god occupying the middle part.  North Korea, it may be because of the magic here itself.¡±

    Whether it was true that there were so-called gods in very ancient times, it was too far away for Qin Yang to be sure.

    Thinking of what Hei Ying had said, Qin Yang felt that the legend was probably true, the difference being that there were deviations in the details.

    If you follow this way of thinking, then the world of Nianhai is not transformed by the thoughts of a god.

    None of these can be confirmed. What Qin Yang is interested in now is the writing on the animal skin in Ziluan's hand.

    Basically the animal skin of the same material, and the text that basically looks like a bird, he also has a piece in his hand.

    When I was in the South China Sea, when I sold the fake treasure book, I sold it with a group of fat sheep from the South China Sea, and borrowed their hands. When dividing the spoils, Qin Yang picked first, and picked a piece of animal skin at random.

    Originally, after going back to the Pirates Gate, I was looking for the masters who had learned from ancient and modern times, but I never went back. This matter has been delayed until now, and the animal skins have also been dusted in the collection for many years.

    After thinking for a while, Qin Yang still took out the animal skin.

    Ziluan is not very familiar with him, but she is the owner of the wedding dress after all, and she and the wedding dress are her own, so she can barely be regarded as her own, and now that she is here, she has nothing to worry about.

    "Sister Ziluan, please take a look, what is recorded on this animal skin, but is it a magical power?"

    Qin Yang handed the animal skin to Ziluan.

    When this kind of knowledge is involved, Ziluan no longer feels deserted at all, her eyes are shining brightly, like a classmate seeing a set of math papers that she has never done before

    "This piece of animal skin is very old, even older than the one in my hand. I have seen many ancient books that use this kind of animal skin. It is said that it is an extinct beast.  After the belly skin has been specially treated, it will last for a long time, let me see what is recorded on your piece"

    Zi Luan buried her head in research, not caring where this place is at all.

    Qin Yang saw that she couldn't figure it out for a while, so he left the small hole and continued his search journey.

    Many of the underground caves are connected in series, and there are indeed a lot of things stored in them. Qin Yang doesn't care what they are, anyway, as long as they are collected by tapirs and can be picked up, they will all be picked up.  Who knows if there will be treasures in it.

    When you don't have enough knowledge, it's better to be on the safe side, and you will figure it out slowly when you have time.

    All the way to the deepest part of these connected burrows, there are only some weeds exuding a faint fragrance, which are paved into a nest.

    &sp; He can't help but be dishonest, a week is enough to understand a lot.

    For example, the wilderness is indeed very dangerous, there are many spirits and monsters, and the weak human race can only rely on the big city to survive. The wilderness he came to, no one who asked people in the city had ever been there.

    For another example, this is the largest city in a radius of five thousand miles, and the owner of the city has the cultivation base of a Taoist palace.

    There are also some rumors and rumors.

    For example, there is a strong man in the human race named Nankeyimeng.

    A strong man who is respected as a painter painted a scroll of mountains and rivers with a splash of ink, turning them into eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers, forcibly diverting the water veins ravaged by monsters.

    A strong man with the title of honorable musician, after playing a song, it rained heavily in a land that hadn't rained for ten years, with a dry head, willing to serve around.

    Zero zero total, the strong come out in large numbers.

    There are really too many bosses, so let's stop messing around and get to know it first.

    Even Ziluan, after hearing the news, stayed in the city obediently, reading books, and was not in a hurry to go out to find someone

    On the other side, outside the lair of the cunning tapir, a divine light suddenly fell.

    A man with a white face and beardless, eyes closed, stretched out his hand, and unfolded a picture scroll in front of him. The place painted on it was right here in front of him.

    The man stepped into the big tree and entered the tapir's lair. After a while, he came out of it.

    He looked at the horizon, frowning.

    "Is it too late? Did the tapir sense the danger and move away, or was it killed?"

    "If someone kills me, who is it? I spent a lot of effort to find a geologist to guide me in the direction. Who will be faster than me?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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