Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 82 82. Dongtian (it will be released on Friday, not now)

Follow the direction guided by the golden light of morality.

The mountains and forests in primitive society were not easy to walk through. There were no roads at all. Chen Mo could only slowly open them up by himself. He could not even fly in the sky. The farther away he was, the induction of the moral golden light would be weak.

Fortunately, Chen Mo was not a mortal and would not be bothered by things like mosquitoes, snakes, and rats, so he simply regarded this as a treasure hunt game.

As he walked, Chen Mo's keen hearing heard a strange sound besides the chirping of insects and birds.

Looking at the moral golden light in his hand, Chen Mo walked straight towards the place where the strange sound came from.

Not long after walking, the grass and trees in front began to become sparse. After a while, Chen Mo increased his speed and walked out of the forest.

Outside the forest was an open area full of rocks and weeds. Beyond the open area, there were actually two low mountains. This was something he had not seen at all when he was flying in the air.

When searching in the sky, this area should be just mountains and forests.

He frowned and secretly raised his magic power to release all his spiritual senses.

"Is it Dongtian?"

The sound of wind and insects that could be heard outside before disappeared here, leaving only suffocating silence.

He gritted his teeth.

He squeezed the two Dharma flags in his hands, and the warm touch gave Chen Mo a certain amount of confidence. He was seeking wealth and wealth at risk. If he missed this opportunity, Chen Mo was afraid that he would slap himself every time he thought about it in his midnight dream.

His footsteps were fast, and he soon reached the deepest part, which was a stone forest. Stone pillars four to five meters high were placed in the deepest part of the valley according to a special pattern.

We walked along without encountering any danger, and even apart from the sound of the mountain breeze and the occasional chirping of insects, there was no sound at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the spiritual energy content in this cave was no less than outside, Chen Mo almost thought he had returned to a certain valley on the earth.

But there is not a single resentful spirit in this valley.

After wandering for a long time, unable to see any more secrets, I took another look at the moral golden light and gritted my teeth.

He took a step forward and walked straight towards the depths of the valley.

Chen Mo walked around in the forest of stone pillars, secretly jotting down all the stone carvings he saw, and finally summarized the meaning of these stone carvings.

For a moment, I was in a dilemma.

Instead, he carefully looked at the entire valley. This valley is located between two low mountains. The low mountains are not high and it seems that you can easily jump over them. However, the valley is covered by dark clouds, just like a lid, covering the entire valley.

It rose up, leaving only the road on the ground.

The further inside Chen Mo went, the more strange things he discovered. Skeletons of various animals began to spread all over the valley as Chen Mo went deeper.

"A hole within a hole?"

Although it was not very dark in the valley at this moment, there was no sunlight due to the dark cloud formation on the top of the valley.

Chen Mo frowned, turned around and took a step back. Suddenly the sound of wind and insects reappeared, as if that step was so close to the end of the world, dividing the two worlds.

Chen Mo couldn't make up his mind anymore. After all, although he was well-read, he was just talking on paper and had no personal experience, so everything was a bit superficial.

If you can let the golden light of morality guide you here, it must be a great opportunity, but opportunities must be accompanied by dangers. There is no free lunch in this world.

These stone pillars should not be naturally formed, because Chen Mo could see some signs of carvings on these stone pillars.

Wisps of mountain breeze blew from the two hills. At first, I thought the mountain breeze was refreshing and comfortable, but after smelling it for a long time, I could smell a trace of fishy smell from the mountain breeze, and I didn't know what kind of creature it was.

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These stone carvings record the story of their difficult survival in the prehistoric world, including hunting, planting, and captivity, as well as the process of their race slowly growing under the leadership of their leader. The style of all these paintings is quite normal.

Chen Mo observed this formation for a long time before he saw something strange in the formation patterns. This formation had a vague intention of suppressing and concealing it. However, Chen Mo's formation method did not enter the room after all, and no amount of information could be discerned.

However, Chen Mo was completely surprised by this cave. There were spiritual grasses in the forest outside the cave, but there was not a single spiritual grass in this cave, and even ordinary plants were much less spiritual.

Chen Mo looked at these skeletons and frowned even more. Chen Mo remembered that there was no reincarnation or underworld in this prehistoric world. No matter what kind of creature died, it would turn into a resentful spirit and wander around his body.

And seeing the golden light of morality flashing continuously, Chen Mo also believed that the effect of this thing on improving luck and turning bad luck into good luck was not fake.

With doubts, Chen Mo continued to walk forward, exploring the deepest part of the valley.

Looking at the surging dark clouds, the changes in cloud potential actually imply a special pattern. The dark clouds are actually a natural formation.

Unless they are exposed to the sun, these evil spirits will hide underground and come out to cause trouble at night when there is no light.

Lifting his legs and stepping forward, Chen Mo walked into the realm of hurried grass. As he walked, Chen Mo also observed whether there were any spiritual grasses and spiritual objects in the grass. Generally speaking, there were many spiritual grasses and spiritual objects in the cave.

Be alert all the way and slowly walk into the valley between two low mountains.

There was still a trace of fear in this body odor that made people feel fear in their hearts. Chen Mo stared at the two low mountains blown by the mountain wind with a solemn expression, feeling a little lost in thought.

This is one of the prehistoric tribes. They look like humans, but their heads are like dogs and their backs have four wings. Their wings are like birds and their wings are like bats.

As soon as he stepped into the valley, Chen Mo immediately noticed something was wrong. It was as if there was a filter that once again filtered out the sounds of the world, and his whole ears became quiet.

Chen Mo carefully identified these stone carvings and found that these stone carvings should tell the story of a race.

This may be the relics left by a certain race among the prehistoric races. Although a long time has passed, these stone carvings are still so clear and legible, and there is even a vague feeling of the magic map refined by Chen Mo.

It means that you can intuitively see what the stone carver wanted to express.

Chen Mo raised his feet and entered the valley again. This time Chen Mo did not pay attention to the sound problem.

What the hell is going on.

Chen Mo murmured to himself, holding a Dharma flag in each hand, and became increasingly alert.

Until one of the people in the stone carvings took a treasure like a ball from nowhere and confronted their leader, and then their tribes began to kill each other.

The last stone carving shows that a tribesman who finally realized something was wrong amidst the devastation brought the ball to this valley and buried it.

After reading the stone carvings, Chen Mo immediately raised his head and looked towards the center of the stone pillar array. There was a huge stone there, and the stone carvings recorded the location where the beads were buried.

It will be on the shelves next Friday, not already. Thank you fellow Taoists for your support. See you on Friday.

(End of chapter)