Yefeng responded to the order and continued to unfold the chain of order, clearing away the rubble behind the screen. The three of them took the Duke, who seemed to be addicted to drugs, over the screen and continued to move forward.
The Duke's seven orifices were oozing blood. Although he was not dead yet, the situation looked very bad, especially his eyes, which had turned blood red, and it was impossible to distinguish the pupils from the whites of the eyes.
Ye Feng continued to clear the way forward. After digging for a while, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and turned back to Mrs. Jing and said, "Master Jing, should we dig in another direction?"
"Why?" Mrs. Jing looked at Ye Feng and asked.
Han Sen was also very curious, wondering why Ye Feng would make such a suggestion.
Ye Feng pondered for a moment and said: "In the third painting, we will encounter a tree. Judging from the proportions in the painting, the tree should be very huge, at least a hundred meters high. If you want to move such a tree, you should
It will be difficult."
Han Sen immediately understood what Ye Feng meant. The third painting predicted that they would encounter a tree, and the tree could not be moved. So as long as they avoided that tree, the prediction in the painting would naturally not be true. Someone must be there.
No doubt it's a trick.
"Then change the direction." Mrs. Jing nodded and said.
Ye Feng responded and changed the direction to dig again.
If someone is really up to something, it is actually very simple to predict the direction of their excavation, because they are attracted by that force and keep digging in one direction. That person can easily judge what they will encounter on the way and directly draw it.
Just show it.
If he were a less courageous person, he would dig along the original route. If he really saw the big tree, he would feel timid for the first time. Then it would be easier for him to succeed in whatever plan he has.
The suggestion made by Ye Feng was to avoid this kind of thing from happening. If that person had the ability to move the trees, some flaws would inevitably be left, and the advance design would be useless.
Ye Feng dug very quickly. After more than ten minutes, Han Sen and the others followed Ye Feng and walked several hundred meters.
But the night breeze in front suddenly stopped there. It was really stopped. It was not as simple as stopping.
He just stood there, staring blankly ahead, as if he had seen a ghost, and even forgot to put down his raised arms.
"What happened?" Han Sen looked forward from the position next to Ye Feng and saw that not far in front of Ye Feng, half of the rubble had been cleared, and something was sticking out among the rubble.
come out.
When Han Sen saw clearly what it was, his expression changed. What protruded from the rocks was a branch with green leaves on it, a bit like the branches and leaves of a willow tree.
"How could it be?" Han Sen felt a little uncomfortable. Looking at the branches and leaves, they seemed to be very similar to the tree in the painting.
After Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, he immediately waved the Night Order Chain and moved all the nearby gravel away. More and more branches appeared from the rocks, and soon the entire tree was exposed.
Exactly like the one in the painting, the big trees are about 100 meters high, some look like willows, with low-hanging branches. They are full of young leaves and grow very densely.
The faces of Han Sen and the three of them were all ugly. They had changed the direction of their excavation, but they still found this big tree. This was really weird.
Han Sen looked at the roots of the tree. There was a flower bed made of black stone. The flower bed was full of soil, and it was also where the big tree took root.
"It doesn't look like it was moved from other places." Mrs. Jing also looked at the flower bed and said.
"Perhaps there are many such big trees planted here, so it's not surprising that we would bump into them. It's like some squares have trees planted around them as walls. No matter which direction we dig, we will encounter such trees.
"Han Sen thought for a while and said.
"Not bad." Ye Feng nodded seriously and started digging to the side to see if there were other similar big trees.
"Stop digging, there is no way there will be a second tree like this." Mrs. Jing waved her hand to stop Ye Feng.
Night Breeze did not dare to question Mrs. Jing, so she could only look at Mrs. Jing with a puzzled expression, waiting for her to explain why there could not be a second big tree like this.
Mrs. Jing stared at the big tree and said, "This one should be a requiem tree."
"Requiem tree!" Ye Feng's expression suddenly changed after hearing this, and he looked at the big tree again in disbelief.
Han Sen looked at Madam Jing and Ye Feng with some confusion, wondering what the requiem tree they were talking about was.
Mrs. Jing seemed to have seen through Han Sen's mind, and without waiting for him to ask, she directly explained: "I went to the Ancient God Clan and saw a similar requiem tree there. According to the people of the Ancient God Clan, this tree
Planting a tree is the final resting place for the people of the ancient gods. It is said that as long as the people of the ancient gods are buried under this tree, their souls can rest in peace."
"Since you have seen this kind of tree in the Ancient God Clan, and there is another one here, it means that this kind of tree should not be difficult to get. Why do you say that there cannot be a second big tree like this?" Han Sen asked in confusion.
.
Mrs. Jing said: "I don't know if a requiem tree is easy to get, but the requiem tree I saw is only about two feet high. According to the owner of the requiem tree, the requiem tree is at most
It can grow up to three feet high, and then it will stop growing. If a member of the ancient god clan dies and is buried under the requiem tree, the requiem tree absorbs the corpse of the ancient god clan, and then it can grow another foot.
It will be more or less. Calculate for yourself, how many corpses of the ancient gods are needed to make this requiem tree grow so tall? Do you think there is a possibility that a second tree will appear?"
"Is this really a requiem tree?" Han Sen looked at the tree in front of him in surprise.
The corpse of an ancient water god nourished several star fields, revitalizing those planets and promoting the great evolution of primitive creatures.
If what Mrs. Jing said is true, this requiem tree has absorbed at least hundreds of corpses of ancient gods. Its energy must have reached an unimaginable level, but Han Sen didn't see anything from it.
It has a terrifying vitality, no different from an ordinary tree.
"It's easy to know whether it is a requiem tree. If it is a real requiem tree, then there must be a requiem tree hole in the tree that condenses the power of the ancient gods." Mrs. Mirror slowly walked around the big tree.
Okay, soon, she stopped at a location and stared at a location in the big tree.
Han Sen and Ye Feng both walked to Mrs. Jing's side and followed Mrs. Jing's gaze. They saw a tree hole the size of a fist on the tree trunk. The tree hole was pitch black. With Han Sen's eyesight, it turned out that
You can't see what's inside the tree hole.
"That's right, that's the Requiem Tree Hole. I wonder if the Requiem Tree Eggs are still there." Mrs. Jing murmured to herself as she looked at the tree hole.