There is no difference between Night Mountain during the day and night time. This is the origin of the name Night Mountain.
The canopy of trees that covered the sky blocked all light, and coupled with the reddish-brown ground, the forest was extremely dark.
The outer area of the Black Night Mountain is much better. At least you can see the surroundings clearly. The depths of the mountain forest are a restricted area for ordinary people and the source of darkness.
Qianchen walked in the forest and saw a lot of some interesting stories from the rumors.
It is often heard that in some primitive forests, the trunks of the trees are so thick that they require several people to hug each other, and the branches and leaves are so lush that they cover the sky. The forest is completely dark, and there is even a strange phenomenon where the sun is shining high in the forest and it is raining in the forest.
He really saw the situation.
One more thing I have to admit is that he is lost...
As a last resort, stop and think about how to deal with it.
Right!
Qianchen thought of a way and remembered that there was a record in a certain miscellaneous book.
"The tree trunks and the grass around the big rocks should grow tall and lush in the south. If it is autumn, they will dry up and turn yellow faster, so you can tell the direction."
"If there is sunlight, it can also be verified through sunlight."
"Hmm... Also, it seems there is, because the magnetic field in some places is disordered and the compass will fail..."
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After careful identification for a moment, Qianchen confirmed the direction, which should be the direction out of the Black Night Mountain. Anyway, it was a dead horse being treated as a living horse. After making the decision, he set off immediately, vigorously and resolutely.
We passed a lot of forests, hills, and streams on the way. Overall, we are developing in a good direction. It can be seen that we are getting closer and closer to Kyoto.
In the mountains and forests, it was still quite peaceful on ordinary days. The breeze ruffled the hair. Qianchen sat on a bluestone to rest for a while. He reached into his arms and took out the bluestone he picked up from the bottom of the lake.
Hold your hands tightly, slowly close your eyes, and change your breathing, sometimes relaxing and relaxing, sometimes taking a deep breath, sometimes breathing freely, exhaling old things and absorbing new things.
The breath method in the body was running simultaneously. After a while, he frowned slightly and opened his eyes. Could it be that only spiritual power can activate the energy in the strange stone?
The inner breath seems to be a little weak at this time, and the mind is full but the strength is insufficient.
But, he has no spiritual power, so what should he do?
Eh... Suddenly, Qianchen's thoughts changed and he thought of a good idea. However, he definitely couldn't try it now and went back to the courtyard to do the experiment again.
Swish swish!
"who?"
Qian Chen shouted, turning his head and staring at a certain tree.
He jumped and landed on the grass, ready to fight.