Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 214 Arcanum: Gammalan's Psychic Potion (33) (3k)

Lin Feng saw the place where the orchids gathered, but he didn't go there easily. The skeleton, like the Yin God, didn't really exist there.

The skeleton was inlaid in a towering building tree, and that towering building tree looked like a certain kind of snake wood, ancient and tall.

Its roots are rooted in nothingness.

You can see their roots, as thick as a child's arm.

It also looks like a blue blood vessel protruding from a strong arm.

Inside the trunk of this snake tree, there is a skeleton inlaid. In front of him is what Elder Gammalan said, the real Gammalan, the orchid of wisdom.

Light blue mist enveloped this Nanyang Jianmu.

A blurred and magical scene is formed.

Anyway, Lin Feng could see clearly that the light blue mist slowly filled in, like a thin veil, or like flying butterflies, covering all the dead Gamalan people.

There is no moon tonight, but gamma orchids are meant to be light.

Seeing this, Lin Feng gently lifted the Elder Gamalan beside him, and picked up the heads of the elders of the past generations.

He saw traces of spiritual fire flying out of the skull in his hand, turning into strands of souls, and landing on the orchid in front of him.

At this moment, Lin Feng had a new understanding of the material of the soul.

These souls flew over and fell into the luxuriant canopy of the snakewood.

The mist gradually dissipated, and Lin Feng saw skulls all over the place, frowning around Jianmu in front of him.

These skulls are like the ocean.

Lin Feng didn't feel any terror on these skulls.

These are the carriers of these native peoples, knowledge and experiences.

It is the knowledge that allows the Gammarans to survive in this fertile land.

Those soul lights and shadows fell on the orchid, and the skeleton finally opened his eyes and saw Lin Feng.

He didn't have any communication with Lin Feng, he just raised his hand to Lin Feng.

Maybe he was confused by Lin Feng's "painted skin", mistakenly thinking that he was his own clan, or even the next generation of Gamalan.

Or maybe, he knows everything, this is thanks to Lin Feng.

Anyway, at Lin Feng's feet, a gammalan fell beside him and disappeared.

He took away the wisdom of the elders of Gammalan, and left behind a Gammalan.

Lin Feng turned his head, the corpses outside were still decomposing, and because of the temperature, he could still hear the sound like firecrackers exploding.

"Bang bang bang bang".

The towering giant tree just now did not take away these corpses.

The dreamlike scene is over.

Until now, Lin Feng still doesn't know exactly what kind of situation Nanyang Jianmu appeared here.

Is it the same as Yinshen, or in another way.

Picking up the gammalan beside him, Lin Feng saw the game reminder.

【You have received the inheritance of Wisdom Orchid】

【You have gained a new understanding】

【You have learned the secret technique of Gamalan Herald】

[You have learned, the secret technique of the Gamalan alien race, the secret medicine technique: Gamalan's psychic potion]

[Secret Medicine: Gamalan's psychic medicine; the Gamalan family's secret medicine technique, through psychic medicine, communicates with the soul, this is also a method for some ethnic groups to gather wisdom]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the secret medicine: the secret of Gamalan's psychic technique]

[Gamalan's wisdom has been passed down from generation to generation, and someone will always come to the place of wisdom and take away the wisdom that belongs to the ancestors]

[Gammalan's psychic potion, it needs a medicinal material called Gammalan as the main medicine, without Gammalan, the Gammalan potion will lose its effect]

Lin Feng held Gammaran in both hands, and left here, he didn't have to guess who killed these natives.

There are not many people who can do such a thing.

There are even fewer people who are powerful, powerful, and willing to do this.

Uncle Wu, let's talk about you, if anyone can do such a thing, Lin Feng thinks that Uncle Wu, who is not of the Li family's seniority, will definitely be able to do this.

Unlike the daytime, when there were so many scavenging lizards, Lin Feng walked among the piles of corpses at night, and finally he found something amiss.

There are traces of dragging on the ground.

Lin Feng squatted on the ground, observed carefully, following the traces of dragging, Lin Feng came to a collapsed house, and the game finally gave a hint at this time.

【Ancestral spirit】

This house used to house the spirits of Gammaran's ancestors.

"Xianzha has been here before."

Lin Feng looked at the traces here, and at the [Ancestral Spirit] in front of him, "It has dealt with the patron saint of the Gamalan tribe...

......"

the next morning.

Lin Feng returned to the Fujiao Building on the fourth watch. It was dawn, but the darkness outside still shrouded the entire Zhubara in darkness, and the visibility was very low.

Howling wind.

Someone has already had the foresight to press down the things on the top of the house to prevent the situation of "the children of Nancun bullying me to be old and powerless".

Under such weather, everyone was worried. Lin Feng saw that the people left behind by Uncle Wu were either setting traps or maintaining their weapons. Only Lin Feng had nothing to do. Someone died again last night, but Uncle Wu left After that, even if those people wanted to find the person in charge, they had no way to appeal. They nailed these men and women to death in the room, and they were not allowed to enter or leave.

And told people to guard them.

Lin Feng also saw that the boa constrictor who was often with Uncle Wu did not leave, it was lazily lying on the tree, under the tree was the cabin of the survivors from outside.

Lin Feng took off the painted skin, walked among the floating foot buildings, felt the thick air, and found a person in charge, saying that he was looking for a craftsman who could repair firecrackers. After a while, he really found a people come over.

Lin Feng looked at the person coming.

An old acquaintance, he was the one who killed last night.

At this moment, during the day, the monk looked like a normal person. Lin Feng took out the firecracker and said that it was an antique, and he wanted to use it after soaking it in water.

After seeing this thing, the monk couldn't put it down.

But to repair this thing, you still need to buy some materials. In the words of the monks, if the firecracker has entered water, it is not broken. You just need to disassemble it and wipe it dry.

Hearing this, Lin Feng started chatting with him. Naturally, someone else went to buy the materials, and Lin Feng asked other questions.

For example, does he know Pali?

The monk said that of course he knew Pali.

Lin Feng said that he needed to ask the monk for Pali script. The monk said yes, stood up, stood behind Lin Feng, and bent down to observe Lin Feng's writing.

Lin Feng dipped his hands into the tea bowl and wrote Pali script on the table. The monk stood behind him and watched him write those words. Gradually, in this room, Lin Feng felt the stench of corpses. It was getting thicker and thicker, as if there was a highly decomposed corpse standing behind him.

The monk turned into a furtive.

Lin Feng suddenly turned his head.

The monks are still as usual.

Seeing Lin Feng's back, he smiled and said, "Is that all?"

Lin Feng shook his head and continued to write. The wind was hovering beside him, replacing his eyes, and saw with his own eyes a big living person, and in an instant, he turned into an iron-blue corpse that had been dead for a long time.

He looked at the words written by Lin Feng, and opened his mouth. Inside his mouth, there were rats coming in and out. These rats appeared like endless tides, falling from his body, crawling. When it reached the feet of the mummy monk, it immediately fell out, trying to climb towards Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng pretended not to know anything, and asked, "Master, are there any mice here? I heard the chirping of mice."

The mummy said: "No, there are no mice here."

Lin Feng: "That's it."

While speaking, Lin Feng punched the ground hard, and with a "paji", Lin Feng could no longer hold his hand.

He beat the rats into minced meat.

But who knew, when he lowered his head, there was that sticky feeling of minced meat on his hands, but by his side, everything disappeared.

His hands were clean, but he smashed a hole in the ground.

The rat that was smashed into minced meat disappeared completely.

As if it never happened.

Is this an illusion, or is it real?
Lin Feng withdrew his fist as if nothing had happened. This matter is too tricky.

Lin Feng calmly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sick."

The monk waved his hand and said that it was all right. There were no traces of rats on the ground or anywhere else. He just pointed to the Pali writing on the table and said, "It seems that you have found the old Tara Maha left behind." traces, which is one of the secrets of Riguera.

Not long ago, the prince of the Bagan Dynasty wanted to obtain the magic of immortality, so he invited monks from all sects, as well as white wizards, to find a way to make him immortal.

Whether it is a great mage or a great wizard, they have all proposed their own methods.

But it is a pity that neither the white wizard nor the masters of various factions, the methods they proposed, could not help the cruel and greedy prince to achieve his wish.

At this time, a black wizard came from the Kingdom of Heaven.

He said that he once brought out a secret method in a certain unspeakable place, which can make people become immortals, and naturally they can never die.

But his method was unanimously opposed by the white wizard and the great wizards, but there was no way, the prince had been confused, and everyone thought that the black wizard had manipulated this matter.

But in fact, the people who operate this matter are another group of people. They are also monks, and they know how to deal with monks. They established a temple called Tara Maha, called the practice of princes.

A large number of monks who entered with the prince were the first to try the secret method. Master Dongxing found some news about the secret method and returned to Tara Maha to stop the conspiracy in Tara Maha. Unfortunately, he was a step too late. Together with Tara Maha, they fell into the evil land that the Buddha detested, and could not return. "

(End of this chapter)