Chapter 841

Yi Heng turned over, without hesitation, ran his mana and raised his Qi slightly, and the whole man rushed out of the cave.

In the desperate situation, he finally made up his mind and carefully figured out the situation here.

First of all, no friars returned all night, which shows that the cave digging star stone should also have the function of this cave, which can block the cold of heaven and earth.

Secondly, the night here seems to be much shorter. There are four hours in the day and only two hours at night.

Finally, the place where the monks went was not very close, but it would never be too far.

He finally dared not go to the passage alone.

I dare not stay alone in the passage covered with half of my limbs.

What's more, it's likely that these nearby stars are immature, and it doesn't have any effect to dig them out.

So he decided to fight and continue to move forward, even if he dug the star stone in the same channel as the friar in the period of incarnation.

It's better to get along with people than with the unknown.

After rushing out of the cave, run the mana, and the whole person will rise into the sky and fly quickly to the front.

From a thousand feet above the ground, he was surrounded by a desolate, majestic and magnificent atmosphere.

On the vast land, layers of terrain are rising.

On the earth like a stone ladder, simple and simple lines are all over the earth. From such a high place, the naked eye can't see clearly, but because of this, the patterns formed by those simple lines are more vivid and similar.

Each pattern is a story.

Each stone ladder is a history.

When he flied by from high above, the stories and history were like continuous performances in front of him.

When the Tianling family first came to Qianxing, there were no living things on the endless lifeless planet. Where were the resources for cultivation.

It can be imagined how desperate those Tianling powerful people were at that time.

The great powers may be able to leave, but will the Tianling family be extinct here?

Maybe I hesitated for a long time, but I chose to stay and leave the seed of Tianling family.

The price is tens of thousands of years of breaking mountains and stones, and countless generations of friars died in this mountain and stone.

Finally, such an underground world was cultivated, and the Tianling family was finally inherited, preserved, and even more and more powerful.

Half an hour later, Yi Heng's firm eyes were not moved by the tragic history of the Tianling family, nor did he stop flying forward.

It has passed the place where he dug the star stone yesterday. The hole is the same as yesterday. There is no difference at all.

It didn't shrink or increase.

Even with all the holes sparsely arranged on the stone ladder, there is no difference in size or radius.

The history of the Tianling clan continues to be interpreted in front of us. The more we go to the back, the simpler the simple lines are drawn. All this is due to the continuous reduction of the Tianling clan, the reduction of the number of people, and even the reduction of their limbs.

Lack of arms and legs, lack of magic weapons.

Obviously, it is more difficult to reclaim the mountains and rocks here.

The height of the ground kept rising. At first, it was about a thousand feet away from the ground. At this time, it was less than a hundred feet.

What emerges in the eyes is not only the history of Tianling family, but also the increasingly dazzling glow.

The light on the ground became denser and denser, and the brightness of the light almost rushed into the air.

But he held back, raised his head and looked hard ahead.

Not far away, the ground is almost connected with the sky. The glow there is far more brilliant and charming than here, which means that the star stones there are far more dense than here.

But he knew that it seemed not far away. In fact, I'm afraid he didn't know how long it would take to fly quickly. More likely, he couldn't reach it at all.

Because so far, he has not even seen the shadow of the second stop base.

Half an hour later, he finally couldn't bear it and stopped flying.

At this time, the ground was only more than thirty feet away from him.

The divine consciousness was released and covered several holes in the ground.

After four or five breaths, his face changed and suddenly took back his divine consciousness, but there was a trace of joy in his eyes.

In one of the caves, about a hundred miles away, a monk was looking at a place on the stone wall, as if thinking about how to dig.

He seemed to feel his divine sense and looked in his direction with a surprised expression.

Yi Heng was shocked and quickly took back his divine knowledge. Although he wanted to see how the friar dug the star stone, he didn't dare to stay.

But his heart was filled with joy.

As long as there is someone, some people say that the star stone here is mature and can be excavated. Some people say that the channel here is no longer as terrible as before.

He stayed in the air for a few seconds and saw that the friar didn't care about his peeping. Then he relaxed and operated his mana, and the whole man slowly fell to the ground.

He fell softly on the hard ground and looked at the hole in front of him that only one person could pass through.

There were no monks in the cave. Just now, a wisp of divine knowledge went deep into a hundred miles and could be seen clearly.

Keep your toes light and the whole person will disappear in place.

After entering the channel, it is still a channel with more than one person and only one person can pass through.

At such a close distance, he finally felt that the light on the stone wall of the channel was obviously different from the light in the previous channel.

All the lights seen in the channel yesterday are white, but the light here is dotted with some cyan in a piece of white.

Looking around, it's like walking with you in the light and reaching out.

Although the light is many and thick, it has no dazzling feeling, just like the light of sunset, only beautiful, not dazzling.

But when he really wanted to look for the cyan light carefully, the cyan light seemed to hide deliberately and could no longer be seen in the white light.

He didn't worry. He knew it was just because he was still at the mouth of the cave. If he wanted to go further, there would be more cyan.

He didn't know whether the cyan light meant that the star stone could be excavated, but he knew that the monk's eyes looked at a place on the stone wall with extremely rich cyan.

With a trace of excitement in his heart, he ran his mana and sped away deep in the narrow passage.

After a cup of tea, he jumped twenty or thirty miles and stopped.

"Cyan, the East belongs to wood. Is this the reason for cyan?" Standing in the passage, you can touch the blue light on the stone wall above your head.

At this time, the cyan light gradually increased, some just turned from white to green, the light root near the rock was still white, the light was slightly cyan, and some of the top half turned blue, which was very beautiful.

He had not seen green and cyan plants for a long time. At this time, his eyes were slightly intoxicated.

On the earth, on the island, on the Zhongzhou continent and on the sun star, there are plants and animals that become fine. Where can they be as precious as now?

Stretch out your right hand and slowly hold it towards the blue light.

His right hand was empty, and the cyan light reflected on his fist. The cyan was intertwined with the red of flesh and blood, which was very beautiful.

He flung his right fist out.

"Bang!" With a dull noise, his face changed greatly.

"Is it true?"

Yi Heng stared at the cyan light. In a flash, his eyes moved slowly along the cyan light, across the upper half of the cyan to the white root.

Although there was some speculation, he was still disappointed when he was really sure at this time.

It's not surprising that the rock was not damaged by a punch just now, but he was disappointed that his fist hurt.

The higher the place, the harder the rock is.

Here, I don't know how much higher than yesterday, so the rock is several times harder.

This means that his plans to excavate a large number of star stones yesterday have all failed. Now he may only excavate one by one. He has to choose the right one to save mana.

After figuring it out, he stopped galloping, raised his legs and walked deep into the passage.

"Cyan is only one foot, no!"

"The cyan is over half. You can try. There's still..."

While walking, he carefully looked at the light on the stone wall and read it in his mouth. At this time, he was like a monkey walking into baogulin. It was difficult to choose.

"Almost all cyan!"

After lighting the tea, he finally realized that it was not the way to choose all the time, so he stopped before seeing the light almost all blue.

On the stone wall on his left, at the level with his waist, a bunch of blue light is very conspicuous.

There is no other light within three feet of the cyan light. It's right to start.

I don't know when, in his heart, he gradually regarded the star stone as a plant and didn't dig it before it was immature.

"Dry!"

With his right hand, a word "dry" flew out in an instant.

The short distance made the word "dry" hit before it melted into the void. He didn't dare to split directly at the root of the cyan light, but two feet away from the cyan light.

"Click!" With a crisp sound, a stone fell from the stone wall.

His left hand suddenly stretched out and connected the falling stone to the palm of his hand.

But then he loosened his left hand and threw the stone on the ground.

What was cut down by the word "dry" was not the cyan light, but a stone more than a foot thick in the size of a palm.

His eyes were fixed on the stone wall.

The position of the stone on the stone wall is very conspicuous, but the cyan light does not seem to be affected. It is still emitted vertically from the rock.

Just two feet away from the root of the cyan light, a palm sized stone fell, which is still a certain distance from the stone of the cyan light.

The control of distance is not much different. After all, it can be seen by the naked eye.

But the control of the depth of the star stone is unknown. How deep should we dig?

This is the way he recalled the monk in the nearby passage. He must be estimating the depth of the star stone.

Although there are many Cyans in the channel, few of them turn blue. If the depth is not well controlled and the star stone is just dug, it must be useless.

The word "dry" made a crisp sound. After his left hand released the stone and fell to the ground, the whole channel returned to silence.

He stood blankly in the passage, his face stiff, his eyes staring at the broken stone wall.

As the friar beside him looked at the stone wall, he also looked at it for a long time.

Finally, after more than ten breaths, he slowly recited the formula in his mouth and began to pinch his hands.