Above the gray fog

At the end of all the names in the projection of this clan artifact, there is a jade slip with the word "sequence" engraved on it.

After gently touching it with the hand, the golden light projection unfolded a golden light curtain in the void. The subtitles recorded four formulas of sequence 9, three for living bodies and one for fallen bodies, including the configuration method, detailed introduction of materials, etc., all of which were recorded in great detail.

Lin Shan recalled the historical records he had just seen. Another Western human race found the sequence stone tablet in four years. In four years, they just got four formulas. However, this formula has no effect on the ancestral land here. The formula that can't find the material is just a formula. I don't know... can they see the history and sequence formula here.

After releasing this silk thread, all the projections in front of him disappeared, and Lin Shan touched another silk thread casually.

It took a full hour to finish reading this volume of projections.

This human race is also composed of Chinese people. They have only developed for 15 years. Now there is no extraordinary in the clan land. There are only a few pseudo-extraordinary people, and they are exchanged for countless blood. It can be said that they have no ability to protect themselves, let alone explore the gray fog.

"There are only two golden threads. Does it mean that the human race has only these two branches, or must certain conditions be met before it can establish a connection with the main body of the clan instrument?"

"It is impossible that there are only two branches. There are so many people on Earth, and the number of people who have traveled to the ancestral land has just reached one million. The other two branches have almost stopped traveling with only 100,000 people. If all of them traveled through, there would be at least tens of thousands of human races in this world... How big is this world!" Lin Shan was shocked.

He always thought that he had traveled thousands of kilometers at a time, which was a long distance. Now it seems that he is probably still in the corners.

Putting down the clan instrument, Lin Shan took a look at the rooms around him and chose the one closest to the corner and walked in.

The room was empty and had not been decorated yet.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he took out parchment and a feather pen and wrote:

Lin Shan: [Have my parents traveled through time? ]

Parchment: [You need to pay one month of life. ]

After hesitating for a while, he still chose to pay. He just wanted to get an answer.

Lin Shan: [Pay. ]

Parchment: [No. 】

"......" One month of life was given for free, but it also brought peace of mind, at least the two elders are still on Earth, "Calculate the time, they are almost seventy years old..."

Lin Shan: [How many years do I have left to live? ]

Parchment: [Fourteen years and three months. ]

Putting away the parchment, Lin Shan began to think about the next plan. He now has only one goal, that is to quickly find all the materials to advance to Sequence 8. He can no longer afford to delay with only fourteen years left. He thought he would go out and find all the materials at once and come back, but the huge gap between the sequences forced him to think of a new way.

"Dong, Dong, Dong." There was a knock on the door.

"Come in, it's not locked."

The luxurious wooden door was gently pushed open, and a desk came into view. Behind the desk were various wooden furniture and daily necessities.

Standing in the front was a charming woman. Before she could speak, Lin Shan spoke first, "Please clean up, I'll go out first." Then a red light flashed in the house, and Lin Shan had disappeared.

Only the woman and the worker who was carrying the goods behind her were left staring at each other.

Hundreds of meters in the air, Lin Shan was looking for the corresponding building.

Finally, not far from Pioneer Square, he saw the plaque of the "Wuwang Chamber of Commerce Headquarters".

It was a twenty-meter-high building, which was particularly conspicuous among the houses with an average height of less than ten meters. The only one that could compare with it in terms of conspicuousness might be the "Zhitian Pavilion" opposite. The height of the "Zhitian Pavilion" was not high, only a little higher than an ordinary two-story building, but it occupied a large area, at least four times that of the "Wuwang Chamber of Commerce".

The "Wuwang Chamber of Commerce" was crowded with people, while the "Zhitian Pavilion" was relatively deserted. Lin Shan teleported to an empty corner and walked straight towards the "Zhitian Pavilion" without hesitation.

When he got closer, he was stopped before entering the door. "Do you need to buy clothes? Sorry, we don't provide direct sales here. You can go to the store on the street to have a look. It is also a chain of our Zhitian Pavilion."

Lin Shan looked at the person who stopped him. It was a young man, who was extraordinary. I don't know why he was willing to be a guard here.

"I'm looking for Huang Ying." Lin Shan said calmly.

"People looking for Huang Xianfeng can line up from here to the Wuwang Chamber of Commerce across the street every day... Hey... where is she?"

Lin Shan teleported directly to the top floor of the 'Weaving Heaven Pavilion'... on the beam.

What caught his eye was a dense crowd of people. There was a workstation every two meters, and they were all women. Silk threads of different colors spun and intertwined around their bodies, and pieces of ancient and quaint clothes were slowly woven into shape by their hands.

"Why is it so difficult to find someone... It would be great if I could just call directly." Lin Shan searched for a long time but couldn't find Huang Ying.

At this moment, a light golden spiritual silk thread slowly climbed from under his feet, as if it was deliberately trying to attract his attention.

"Heart light?" Lin Shan noticed this line. This was the spirituality of the heart light. In addition to him, there were only other pioneers who had this sequence of heart light.

Lin Shan looked in the direction of the heart light. It was extending from a room, and he teleported directly in.

When he saw Huang Ying, she looked at him with a smile, "Long time no see."

Lin Shan glanced at her and sat on the chair next to him. "It's really tiring to look for you. I feel constrained in the tribe and can't let go."

Huang Ying smiled and said, "Not only do you feel this way, other pioneers also feel this way. They say that they are not even as comfortable in the tribe as in the gray fog."

"In this position, we can no longer be like ordinary people." Huang Ying sat opposite Lin Shan and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

Lin Shan got straight to the point, "Do you have a lot of faith?"

"Yes, I don't use it much. My faith ability is 'Weaving the Sky'." Huang Ying replied.

"Since you don't use it much... lend it to me." Lin Shan said.

Huang Ying looked at Lin Shan in confusion, "It seems that this cannot be borrowed."

"Come with me and deal with a Sequence 8."

"Magic potion?"

"Yes."

Huang Ying thought seriously for a while, and then said: "Okay, but at the Sequence 8 level, with my remaining faith... I estimate that it will be exhausted in two attacks at most. You need to find more people, otherwise, don't drag me along if you want to die." She had gone out with other pioneers once before, and they were rushing on the road at night, and happened to walk into the strange area of ​​Sequence 8. If it weren't for the power of faith, I'm afraid they would have died long ago.

"Better than me, I'll just hit you." Lin Shan spread his hands.

"It shouldn't be. If we talk about who has the most faith among the pioneers, it must be you. You have the title of the strongest human race and have changed history many times. If you go out now and say that you are Lin Shan, I guess someone will faint with excitement after confirming it..." Huang Ying looked at Lin Shan suspiciously.