Chapter 439 Return to Turtle Island: Where Dreams and Stories Begin
Zhang Ming and others on the other side didn’t really care where the Dragon Turtle went.
The world is so big, a catastrophe is approaching, and demons are dancing wildly. Perhaps we will never see this guy again.
Except for Shimama who was not very excited, everyone else was in a good mood and lay on the glass window of the plane, entering the Xuanwu world unimpeded.
What greeted him was a strong sense of security and familiarity, and Zhang Ming seemed to be able to hear the pulse and heartbeat of the world.
This is the place where dreams and stories begin, and it is also his second hometown, Turtle Island.
Coconut trees grow densely, and two hundred years of time are like a vast ocean, recorded in the time of the universe, existing like a grain of dust.
The famous poet Zhang Ming wrote a poem in his excitement:
"Occasionally I want to escape, even just for a short time, to find a broader world."
"I only think of my hometown when I fall."
"I will still come back with fresh earth and breath."
The yellow sand on your feet is delicate and soft, leaving a series of footprints in front of you as you walk along the way.
So Lao Zhang could not help but sigh about life in a low voice: "He always knows where the hell he is looking for is!"
Xuanwu, who was eavesdropping in the dark, was shocked. That guy was indeed a rare dog, and he didn’t even have the tools to restore his soul power!
Before the nostalgia was over, Xuanwu hurriedly arrived at the Mysterious Valley, where Fang Yanjiao's small palace was located.
Coupled with the nuclear radiation Zhang Ming meat we just collected, today’s dinner is sumptuous enough!
Very slowly, all those big turtles ran away with Dabai, and a small group went to the flat land next door to play a football game?
I took out a purple seed from the sack, and said with some pride: "Plant that seed forward, and it will absorb part of the remaining blood power of the dragon turtle and restore his soul trauma. Because they have the same origin.
We have the same roots, but we don’t have to worry about bloodline contamination.”
I was thinking to myself, is bombing those extraordinary beings with nuclear bombs and ultra-low temperature cooking the right way to cook?
Xuanwu presented a carefully prepared gift, hundreds of tons of zombie meat that had been preserved for hundreds of years - well, it is still a top supplement for the turtles. The humans also specially helped with the processing, vacuum packaging, and bag opening.
Ready to eat.
"That guy Gu Shunjing is always serious sometimes, but he is still reliable at critical moments."
What is truly important is always more ambiguous to those who don’t have it than to those who have it.
Shimama thought for a long time, then ran to the small hall and bargained: "Brother Gu Shunjing, you don't have a thing that can reshape your body. It is your ultimate life-saving thing. If he wants to reshape his body, you can't do it cheaply."
Sell it to him!"
A few years later, this iron house has long since become rusty and moldy, covered with moss-like plants, and the items left behind have long been usable. The ropes are broken, and the bottles and jars are intact.
"It's still the same."
I left the most tender piece of meat for myself, and then as soon as I said hello, the turtles swarmed over, divided and ate the cut pieces of meat, and then dispersed in a crowd, lying on the ground to study.
Take a break when you need to.
I climbed down a small tree again, touched a few bird eggs, and put the eggs without embryos back into the bird's nest, leaving only the white eggs that produced the big birds.
"He has to fight, he has to work hard! He can lie down like that again!"
But the coconut grave I erected outside is still standing on the coast.
If you want the evil corpse of Fang Dragon Turtle to seize the body of a special turtle, no matter how much its soul is taken away from you, the power it can exert will still be the same. A lifetime of hard training is no better than the two hundred years of Xia Yin Lan. p>
Shimama thought for a while: "The island on your feet should be the remains of the dragon turtle. Doesn't it have active tissue yet? If Fang doesn't have it, you...you need Fang to think of another way."<
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But this day is really just a yellowed old photo, with few details lost in the long river of history.
Strange, really strange.
"Ah woo, ah woo!"
Yin Lan responded: "I'm free now!"
In the last second, Xuanwu returned to his seriousness and said without any regrets: "At this time, every night, you will be in a daze for a while. In popular language, it is not emo."
In fact, the Turtle Island, except for the Dragon Turtle Relics, the natural landscapes and biological communities are very special existences in any supernatural world.
Xuanwu laughed, picked up the ax of the abyss, and bled the sea beast very quickly, and connected several small tanks. The big turtle could not eat the blood before it solidified.
There are also 121 super turtles in charge of fighting.
Xuanwu's footprints once again appeared under this beach.
As for the Scar Turtle and a group of super small turtles, they have already caught a huge sea beast with fangs, waiting for Yin Lan to share it.
I am holding an ancient book called "Flamy Horn Breathing Technique" in my hand. I am a young sage from the first generation of the Flaming Horn clan. I wrote it myself. Regardless of its use value or cultural relic value, it is quite low.
Xuanwu called a few telepathic turtles and built a complicated tent, and the spare things were soaked by the rain.
For example, there are less than 72 turtles studying behind the stone tablet. Compared with the entire ethnic group, the number is indeed large.
(You also want to travel!)
Poor heavenly parents, Dabai also returned after a short journey.
"He said how much should you charge?"
"Starting from tomorrow, he will do 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and run 10 kilometers. These are all things he must do. When he does it, he will think about his hometown far away!"<
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I took out something like a lotus root.
Faced with the gift, the turtles did not run down to grab it directly, but the clan elder Bai distributed it on their behalf. It can be seen that their discipline has indeed improved a little after such young people came up.
Curiously, he opened it and looked at it. Under one of the papers that had been wetted many times, it was written: "Xuanwu, are you really convinced? He has been lying down for another day. Is there paste on the outside of his brain?"
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"The requirements at this time are so high! As long as you are a man, it is wrong to survive. It doesn't matter whether you are pretty or not, even if you are a woman." Yin Lan rolled her eyes.
"Fortunately, there are no male survivors. Otherwise, after such a young age, the wife will die of old age and the children will all die of old age."
There are 66 turtles in total who are specifically responsible for planting. Those turtles often have no ability in plant cultivation and have taken care of the surrounding farmland and medicinal fields very badly. Look at the leafy water coconut grove and pepper forest in the distance.
, Herb Bush, Xuanwu knew that those turtles had really studied how to grow plants.
"After so many years, there will be no more ten or four." Gu Shunjing sighed, "The descendants of the Dragon Turtle stay outside, they can resonate with each other and increase the power of the bloodline. But it is useful to you.
, because you are already of Dragon Turtle bloodline."
The lotus root is like jade, as thick as an arm, shining in the dim environment.
Just like these people and things buried in the long river of history, lost things can always come back.
"Hey, female turtles, they are bad!" The female turtles with long necks each held a white egg in their mouth, wanting to feed Xuanwu.
This inscription has grown to a normal and weak level in extraordinary life in two hundred years. Is it because it has the "bloodline of Zhang Ming"?
The smallest among them is Scar. Its tortoise shell length reaches 150 meters, which is only slightly larger than Zhang Ming that I met later!
"So that's it, that white stone is actually the brain core transformation of the dragon turtle beast?" Shimama touched her chin, denying that bloodline is indeed very important.
The feeling of returning to my hometown always seems very magical, as if every coconut tree, every piece of seaweed, and every female turtle there seems so kind.
Even the original ecological forests of the earth, through humans, are the species that have retreated from the Sea of Demon Gods, faintly surpassing the Turtle Island.
Looking at it now, it doesn’t feel boring.
They still remember the human who wanted to eat the eggs.
Yin Lan happily accepted the big gift.
"The weaker the surrounding bloodline power, the worse the recovery effect will be, and it may even take a further step back."
Then when the young man came up, Lao Bai also selected some turtles with pure blood but relatively stupid ones.
Back there.
"What's even more frightening is that if you give birth to a eldest child, there will be inbreeding among the children, regardless of whether they have inherited genes or not. It is said that the whole island will be full of crooked melons and cracked dates."
"Even if the lotus seeds are not well developed, they will still be able to grow a few lotus roots."
Yin Lanbo, a guest from afar, took a bite with great anticipation. He was full of praise and exclaimed: "What a life like a fairy!"
"So in that fantasy, you spent many difficult nights."
A simpler ability, it does a lot.
"You are now a gang leader?"
With a loud "snap", Xuanwu ran to the crab beach next door and patted a few crab legs.
But before reshaping the body, the bloodline is lost, and half of the strength is lost. What's the point? Or should it become a stone like it is now - at most, the stone is still the essence of the dragon turtle.
Because if you want to take a step back and grow, you must master the weaker idealistic power "extraordinary spirit". Otherwise, due to the limitations of physical rules, living things may have limited growth.
It is possible to integrate Yin Lan's bloodline into that lotus root.
"Think about it now. There are definitely not two survivors. It means you will stay on that island forever and never have the courage to go to sea again."
"Its smallest wish now is not to defeat this Zhang Ming. That is a very small and difficult goal. This Zhang Ming is not a real life yet and will definitely continue to deteriorate."
"You are so decadent that you can return to your hometown in the Year of the Monkey?!"
The area of the entire Dragon Turtle world is also small. The land and ocean combined are only about one-eightyth of the size of the Earth.
If Fang wants it, will Lao Zhang still give it away?
As a result, Dabai jumped up from under Xuanwu's shoulder, shouting "ah ah ah ah" and so on, as if he wanted to ask for a football?
The cheers of the turtles became louder and louder, and Xuanwu even saw Lao Bai hiding among the turtles, quietly looking at the big white spot in the sky.
"Does he know? One day you lost a ballpoint pen. You searched for it for seven hours without finding it, which made your blood pressure rise. But when you woke up on the seventh day, it appeared in your
At the feet."
They also have very few stories to tell.
Even if an archaeologist has a cold love for the antique industry, he may still be slaughtered. He is sitting underground and wailing: "Brother Zhang, save you! It wants a thousand units of the source of the world from you! It is crazy!"
"You, the only abnormal person, will be responsible for future generations. The consequences are shuddering to think about!"
"Brother Gu, if he can't afford it or wants to buy it, forget it. It will buy weakly and sell weakly."
It's not too sad to go back to Xuanwu. The purpose of returning to the old place is to lead the turtle group to retreat and avoid disaster; besides, I don't have a new partner and I don't have a new life.
Xuanwu stayed there for a while, missing the past.
After hearing the bargaining between Gu Shunjing and Shimama from afar, Yin Lanbo wanted to sell some of the antiques left by the Yanjiao people, but the asking price was really terrifying.
However, that was a period of time in Xuanwu's past, an experience that will never be forgotten.
Compared with this day, today I have gained very little, but I have also lost very little.
"Aww!"
Moreover, as a young man, he is used to being treated like a stone, and he is too lazy to change.
Xuanwu didn't smile evilly when he thought of this Zhang Ming. Anhui Zheng had very little time to eat turtle meat!
Sister Gourd listened very carefully, like a naughty baby, asking questions like, "Did you make that clay urn yourself?" "That sieve has no use", "That's a rope made of coconut skin.
", fully satisfying Xuanwu's desire to talk.
"Dong dong dong!" There was also the sound of gongs and drums. Ahem, Zhang Ming did teach them how to play drums before he left. I didn't expect them to still remember it now.
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Because apart from the gourd, there is nothing that can reshape the body, and the number is so small!
Before the meat was bombed by a nuclear bomb, the muscle fibers were as hard as before. After being stewed on a low fire for half a day, it really melted in your mouth and turned into thick warm currents in the body.
[Does it only need to be a boy? Or does it need to be a pretty boy? A low-school boy?]
Yin Lan grilled some chili delicacies, while Sister Hulu took out the Zhang Ming pork that had been stewed for a day.
Even if the turtle group rises, crabs are still the small overlords of the tidal flat group, shouting "Bilibili".
……
"That place is not where the story ends." Xuanwu restrained his emotions and introduced to Sister Hulu with a smile, "After a long, long time, there will not be a plane that split into eight sections, and all the passengers outside will
I died, but you were the only one who miraculously survived."
I wrote that note casually one night when I was playing emo. When I woke up early on the seventh day, I felt that I had missed the mark, so I threw it back into the tree hole.
The other piece of paper turned out to be a poster with a beautiful man, a young man whose face had been blurred for a long time. It was the "wife" who had been lost. I never thought that after so many years, she would return to the embrace of Xuanwu. Listening to them discuss astronomy and geography, Xuanwu found it quite boring.
The seawater surges downwards, smoothing the beach, but only a few pieces of seaweed and driftwood wash up to the shore.
"The best way to enjoy life is to eat hard-boiled eggs!" Xuanwu grabbed the small grapefruit eggs and shook his head and said, "The eggs outside don't taste like wild freedom. Eating them with salt is quite enjoyable.
!"
Because blood is genes, souls, bodies, cells, and also includes weak idealistic rules, it is an all-round change, but you can get the corresponding blood by soaking it with a little blood.
Shimama gritted her teeth and made up her mind: "You don't have a life-saving thing yet! You can't rely on the power of the surrounding blood to slowly restore your soul power!"
"How about it? Brother Shi, you have always treated him poorly, right? That is your life-saving thing. Isn't this 999 units of World Source's favor repaid?"
Then he heard the howling turtles on the ocean.
I took another look at these timid new generations. The big turtles born in front of me still recognized the guy through the statue built by Xuanwu, but they were still too daring to come down and strike up a conversation. After all, turtles are generally courageous, even this giant turtle.
Tyrant Zhang Ming will run away if he gets hit, let alone those big ones.
"Brother Zhang, what kind of flaming horn breathing technique does this stone want to sell you... You have made a complicated assessment and found out that this is indeed a bad thing, at the level of civilized heritage."
If the world is so diverse, then there is no such thing as equality.
As for Dabai and other turtles, he glanced at the stewed Yinlan meat longingly...
Xuanwu laughed, indicating that he was willing to get involved in that dispute: "If he can afford it, he can help him a little. It would have been more complicated to ask him to help when he had nothing to do before."
Sister Hulu agreed: [You think so too! Because you often lose things, and then one day they suddenly appear.]
It’s really a very special world.
It must be purely using brute force, the potential is too unlimited.
Scar's slow growth attracted the attention of the villain Yin Lanbo, but unfortunately, the Scar turtle's brain is still a little stupid, and he can use spiritual language. When hunting prey, Xiaodu uses brute force.
On this day, I cursed God, cursed that deserted island, and cynically cursed everything in the world.
Yin Lan came to the coconut forest again.
Gushun Jingre snorted, but he accepted the bad intentions, but he was not interested at all.
"You are back!"
Then he cut open its belly, peeled off the entire skin, and cut off the meat and internal organs piece by piece.
"Ahem!" I quickly collected the piece of paper and carefully preserved it.
The turtles were willing to buy those things, but it was definitely a mistake for the human delegation to come there, build some buildings on the spot, and transport the resources as early as possible.
"You are crazy in your imagination. You must be the only survivor, but there are not two. The other one is a boy. What will happen?"
I wandered around for a while, collecting some fungi, and suddenly found a few crumpled pieces of paper in a corner of a tree hole, covered with purple bacterial colonies.
Gourd:【……】
"That place is no longer the iron house you once built. There is a tree hole that has not been dug out in front. It is a place to store food. I think back then, you were willing to use the only big knife and could only use the iron sheet of the airplane to dig.
The tree hole, and the trees outside are very strong, it took a lot of effort on your part to dig that hole!"
I collected some more water plants and some super peppers in the mangrove.
The turtles transported a small portion of cement and steel to that distant place.
"The only survivor, Xuanwu, Si."
"Even the descendants of the Dragon Turtle have raised a group of scientists, which is really... amazing."
Xuanwu suddenly recalled this cruel day, as if it was just yesterday, and everything that happened was still vivid in his mind.
The skeleton of the plane that once took me there has long since disappeared.
Forget it, no matter what, this Yinlan is still its ancestor. What a bad thing it is for a turtle to eat a turtle!
While the turtles are busy, Xuanwu is alone and remembers the past.
"Today's dinner is gone!"
Wait, we are actually eating turtles!
Dabai, Gu Shunjing and "archaeologist" Yin Lanbo went on a carnival with the turtles.
The big turtles all shuddered and ran away quickly.
"Ah woo!" "Ah woo!"
But now, I'm back.
Under the command of Lao Bai, the little turtles finished transporting supplies. Yin Lan still brought a lot of things on that trip. In addition to zombie meat, there were also small batches of cement, steel, and a small amount of infrastructure.
Tools, excavators, earth drills, cement mixers, etc.
[Surely...he will become a ghost father?]
The descendants of the Dragon Turtle, whose strength has increased slightly, did not kill them all. Instead, they adhered to the concept of "sustainable development". The small turtles were not ready to eat crab meat, but they hunted later when there were no larger turtles.<
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Although the Turtles will deliberately destroy the things Xuanwu left behind, they will also maintain them.
"It's like I never left."
A few vague handwritings were written below with a signature pen: "Flight DS898, the grave of the crashed personnel."
As the sun sets in the west, the sea of clouds in the sky is endlessly red. At the end of the sky, this point of rose red turns into deep white nothingness.
The turtle meat seized that time was small, and it was all eaten in a few days.
The scene seemed familiar. The little turtles looked at it eagerly. A group of big turtles were born before, and they were still standing there in a daze. Listening to the rich stories of "Big White Brother", they all showed yearning expressions. They are learning the knowledge left by Xuanwu every day, and want to create new knowledge belonging to the Dragon Turtle clan.
It is a rare thing in the world that can accommodate the soul, shape the body, and has certain growth potential!
The largest scarred turtle is swimming in the ocean.
"Now that I'm hungry and full... now that I think about it, I still don't miss it?"
"You slightly believe that it fell back into parallel time and space, and then came out of parallel time and space on the seventh day."
"Yes, yes, how could his imagination be so rich?" Xuanwu shuddered and was frightened by Hulu's perversion, so he cursed viciously, "He is so perverted!"
Everything else seems to have changed.
"This newly grown lotus root will have some of the blood power of the dragon turtle."
Last time I got a few hundred more pounds to eat.
It raised its head and looked at the sky, and even accidentally turned its huge body over on all fours, splashing thousands of feet of waves, and let out a small cry of "Ah woo", causing the clouds in the sky to disperse.
My mood became wonderful: "Hey, friends, they are bad!"
