Suddenly, everything in front of me disappeared.

In a trance, Fang Lin seemed to see a huge mountain shrouded in fog, but it just flashed away, and Fang Lin couldn't even see its general outline.

In the grottoes, Fang Lin suddenly woke up, and he was still standing. There was nothing unusual about the twelve murals around him, and the old patriarch was still kneeling in front of the first mural.

Time, it seems that only a blink of an eye has passed.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Lin saw a lot of things in the past and realized more deeply in his heart.

"The last thing I saw, was that the ancient sacred mountain? Or was it Tu mountain?" Fang Lin secretly said that when he looked at the twelve murals again, his heart was calm.

Even though there are still a few of these twelve murals that Fang Lin can't understand for the time being, Fang Lin believes that he is not far from unveiling all kinds of secrets.

"Old patriarch, who left these twelve murals?" Fang Lin asked, in a calm tone as if nothing had happened.

The old patriarch said, "I don't know. These murals have existed for too many years, and many things have been forgotten."

Fang Lin hum, and asked, "what's the matter with the words on the mountain and the source know-how of your people? Who taught you?"

The old clan leader stood up and looked at Fang Lin. then he said, "an alien like you once came to the land of our clan, helped our clan to take root and survive here, and taught our clan the know-how of origin you said, but this has been a long time ago, and I don't know whether it is true or not. These are handed down by our ancestors."

Fang Lin nodded. If the old patriarch didn't talk nonsense, it was estimated that his father Fang Qingye had been here, had some intersection with these people's ancestors, and passed on the source know-how to the people at that time.

Fang Lin suddenly realized a problem: "did the person who came here see these murals?"

The old patriarch said, "I think I have."

Fang Lin was helpless. What was supposed to be? If his father had seen these murals, it would have made Fang Lin feel a little shocked.

Because the things recorded in these murals should have occurred in different periods of time. For example, the same day on that ten days was what happened later in ancient times.

When his father came here, he had not achieved the realm of Wu Zun. If these murals had existed at that time, it showed that the person who left the murals had foreseen what happened outside?

Fang Lin never believed that anyone could foresee the future. No matter how powerful he was, he couldn't have such ability. But these murals made Fang Lin wonder whether the person who carved the murals could really see what happened in the future?

If so, who is this person? What role did he play in that ancient disaster?

Moreover, the twelfth mural is blank, giving people a sense of leeway.

Fang Lin felt that perhaps this twelfth mural was the real key.

"Come on, you can go out." Fang Lin said to the old patriarch.

The old clan leader answered, and he continued to depict the array on the ground, and soon built a Dharma array.

Fang Lin and the old patriarch stepped into the Dharma array together, and a moment later appeared outside.

Looking at the small villages outside and the villagers dressed in animal skins, Fang Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that everything he saw before should not be an illusion, and he did not fall into any illusion.

"Outsiders, you have seen the secrets of our times, and I hope you don't disturb our life." The old patriarch said to Lin with deep meaning.

Fang Lin smiled, "of course not. Goodbye."

At present, Fang Lin is about to leave the village. After all, he has seen the twelve murals and learned a lot. Although there are still some doubts in his heart to solve, he will not gain anything if he wants to continue to stay in the village.

Fang Lin walked out of the village. Many villagers were looking at Fang Lin. the girl named hammer hesitated for a moment and ran to Fang Lin.

"Hmm? What do you want to do?" Fang Lin looked at her and asked expressionless.

The hammer pursed his lips and presented something with his hands. It was a demon pill impressively, and it seemed that it should be a demon pill in the realm of the five change demon king, with a strong demon spirit.

"I'll give you this thing. Can you teach me skills?" Hammer said cautiously, with pleading and hope in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, the old patriarch couldn't help sighing and didn't stop it.

The girl held the demon pill, and Fang Lin looked at her without reaching out to pick it up, let alone talking.

Iron hammer was very nervous. She saw Fang Lin's incredible means, so she wanted to learn skills from Fang Lin. however, she didn't know whether Fang Lin would teach her, so she had to take out this demon pill and give it to Fang Lin.

This demon pill is very important to the hammer. It was found by her father during his lifetime. Until the hammer's father was under the claw of the beast, this demon pill was treasured by the hammer and kept on his body.

The villagers living here in the times all know that demon pills are good things. The more powerful the demon beast is, the better the demon pill in the body is.

The demon pill of the five change demon king on hammer is the best demon pill in the whole village.

"Why do you want to learn skills?" Fang Lin asked.

Hearing this, the hammer lowered his head and said, "I want to protect my brother and everyone in the village."

Fang Lin smiled, "it's up to you? Any powerful monster out there can tear you to pieces."

Hammer shook his head, "I'm not afraid. If you teach me skills, I can be as powerful as you, and there will be no more dead people in the village."

Fang Lin looked at the hammer. Although the girl also practiced the source of students' know-how, she was still young after all, so her cultivation was very shallow, and she was barely able to do it.

The most powerful person in the village is only the old clan leader, but in Fang Lin's view, the old clan leader only has the peak cultivation of spirit bone, and even the source of spirit has never stepped into it.

Among these 100000 mountains and rivers, these villagers can survive for generations without being eaten by monsters here. It's really a strange thing.

Fang Lin glanced back at a line of words on the chicken neck mountain. He was afraid that his father had done something in those years, so this small village would become a pure land in 100000 mountains and rivers.

But as long as we get out of this village, everything outside is fatal to the villagers here.

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