Facing the dim and oppressive clouds, Si Yi has walked on the vast grassland for nearly seven days and seven nights, and the surrounding scenery is always the same, the withered yellow and decayed thatch falls horizontally on the ground, and the scorched and broken earth is everywhere, but the only good thing is that the food does not have to worry, the land here is very broken, and it is easy to pick up the loess to find some frogs to feed the stomach.

Once the time has passed, I will be able to endure these disgusting wild aliens, no longer like the first time, I have to vomit just in my mouth, and now I can eat it normally. Drinking its blood and eating its flesh, barely making ends meet.

For this, Siyi still had a little bit of understanding before he came, but it was all from the classics at home. The Medicine King's Mansion was passed down to the ancient family, and many of them had great magical powers who wanted to come here to explore one or two, although they didn't know whether they succeeded or not, but they still left a few words, which were passed on to future generations.

The records are very detailed, and it is mentioned in the book that it is not known when these two poles were made, nor when they were known, but in ancient times, according to the monks who traveled here, the area here is unimaginable.

The book says that a long, long time ago, there was a master of Kunlun Mountain who wanted to come here to find out when he stepped through the void and ascended to immortality, so he relied on his own strength to open an entrance, but as soon as he stepped out of the spatial crack, he was greeted by the karmic fire from the Nine Hells, and he almost burned his form and spirit, and hurriedly fled in embarrassment. It is also said that there is a famous Six Tribulations Scattered Immortal, who also came here to explore the treasure, but what he encountered was a gust of cold wind, and he didn't know how high the snowy mountain was, whether he was flying or climbing, he couldn't see the top of the mountain, and he had to go back in a huff.

What's more, after another great monk came in, he saw the wonderful scenery of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, thinking that he had come to a paradise, so he lingered and forgot to return, stayed for a long time, and finally found that it was just a naturally formed mirage, and he was still at the entrance here, delayed for more than a hundred years, and finally returned lonely.

So, the ancestor of the family wrote in the book: The land of the two poles is very strange, but the integration of the words of each family, it is concluded that the entrance to the space is different, and the scene encountered is also different. Therefore, the children of the family, those who have no great magical powers and no great opportunities, enter cautiously, enter with caution......

Siyi walked for seven days in a row, and didn't encounter anything, except for the stings underground, he didn't even see a sound that could make a sound, so he secretly thought to himself, the classics at home are not wrong, this entrance is different, the things encountered are also different, and the barren grassland where he was left may be because the entrance is different from those ancients, and he is lucky, he did not encounter the rumored karmic fire of the Nine Hells, otherwise now there is a mortal body, and there are no bones left that have been burned long ago.

When his stomach felt hungry again, Siyi picked up the loess again, looking for some frogs to eat. According to the experience of these days, I have learned a lot, the frogs here are not aggressive, and the outside world things are a little different, maybe because there are no natural enemies, they become very weak, and they are afraid of light, as long as they violently open their nests, these things will inevitably become a lot slower at the first sight of the light, take this opportunity, immediately grab the stone, slam their heads, you can kill on the spot.

According to this method, Siyi processed a half-sized stinger, raised the fire, roasted it slowly, and then squeezed the excess blood into the water bladder, as a water source on the road, and after it was cooked, he sat on the ground, drank blood, ate tasteless barbecue, looked at the sky silently, and thought of a way out in his heart.

The breadth of this grassland under your feet is breathtaking, and when you fought with those Yuanmeng Tatars in the grassland, it was not so big, and the area here is estimated to be able to establish a country. As for himself, I am afraid that he is the only creature in the vicinity who can think and stand, and his mouth is speechless, and he has become mute, which makes the surroundings even more silent. As for the roars in the distance, Si Yi had also considered whether he should follow the sounds, but after listening to them for a long time, he couldn't find where these sounds came from.

Walking endlessly all the way, I don't know how many days I walked, I don't know how many days and nights have passed in the outside world, when I can't even remember how long it has been in my heart, Siyi finally saw something else.

At that time, Siyi traveled as always, walking on this barren grassland that even the wind could not blow, everything around seemed to be still, and gradually felt sleepy, and it was estimated that it was night, so he walked to a slightly larger stone as usual, ready to lie down and sleep for a while. When I walked behind the scorched stone, I suddenly saw this incredible scene in front of me, and I was so excited that I was about to cry on the spot.

It turned out that behind this stone, there was a long-weathered skeleton that was unknown and old. There is no time, no change, I don't know how many days and nights I have walked, I can't even see hope, and now I see a skeleton, this is really ...... Holding back the huge excitement in his heart, Siyi swept away the sleepiness just now, slowly knelt down, and checked the scene in front of him.

In his heart, Siyi affectionately called it a friend, after all, it was also a human being, but it was a long time ago. This friend didn't know what year he came here, and his body had long since weathered, leaving a skull and some messy small bones, which were scattered into dust when his hand touched them.

The clothes are long gone, otherwise by virtue of the marks and styles on the clothes, you can still know where he came from. The only thing worth rejoicing about is that the earth here is unchanged for thousands of years, and the things scattered around you are in the cultivation realm, and without the vicissitudes of the land, then the clothes and flesh can rot, but the things of the cultivators will not be buried.

There is a bamboo slip lying quietly under his feet, the bamboo slip of the cultivator, the material is smelted, whether it is a magic weapon or not, it is not easy to damage. Loosen the rope on it, open it, and look at it carefully, this is not a magic weapon, but an ordinary text similar to a note, otherwise with a mortal body like Siyi now, there is no mana at all, and it really can't be driven.

Because of the age, most of the handwriting on it is illegible, and the most hateful thing is that this person writes cursive, which makes it even more difficult to read. However, cursive writing also has the benefits of cursive writing, the writing speed is fast, and more importantly, it can be seen that this person is at least after the Tang Dynasty, because cursive is evolved in the Tang Dynasty, of course, in fact, what age this person is, for now, it doesn't matter, but I know a little nonsense.

The scribbled handwriting has already become blurry after the evolution of time, and Si Yi struggled to read it word by word, and the whole long bamboo slip, which can be recognized, is so worthy of more than 100 words.

After reading it intermittently, I thought about it for a while, and I made up some of the missing words in my heart with my own understanding, and I could probably comprehend some of them. What can be known now is that this person's cultivation should not be very high, and it was through some unknown reasons that he stumbled in by mistake, not his own willingness, he was the same as himself, he also appeared on this barren grassland, and after coming in, he also found the strangeness here.

However, there are two very important points mentioned in this text, one is that there are a lot of weirdness here, whether it is a cultivator or not, after coming here, you can't rely on the usual heaven and earth aura to nourish your body as usual, but you need to supplement your physical strength through ordinary food, and cultivators will also have a sense of hunger.

As for the feeling of hunger, it is a pity that he is now a mortal, and he doesn't know the feeling of a cultivator, but it should be true, because it seems that this kid was starved to death, and the text says this: "The body function has stagnated, the hunger in the abdomen has gradually increased, and the dizziness ......that has not been seen for a long time appears" It seems that this kid is the first cultivator in history to starve to death here, not himself.

There is another point that makes Siyi's eyes shine, it is written, at the last moment of his life, when he was dying, he once hazy felt a sound of metal colliding in one direction, which was different from the distant roar he heard on weekdays, very clear, but I don't know if it was an illusion.

This news is really crucial, there is not even a fly in the silence here, and suddenly there is a clear audible sound of metal, which seems to be traceable. However, this direction is difficult to find, there is no distinction between east and west, north and south, how to know where the sound is coming from. The bamboo slip said that before he died, the man lay on the ground and pointed the bamboo slip in his hand in the direction of the sound, so that he could express his unwillingness.

According to the position of the skull, Siyi held the old bamboo slip in his hand, lay down beside the skeleton, and found the direction in a similar posture, it seems that this boundless journey finally has a definite goal.

sighed silently in his heart, meeting is fate, although this pioneer is dead, but he can't just ignore it, Siyi has a ridiculous idea in his heart at this time: this ancestor will definitely become famous in the future, because he became the first cultivator in history to starve to death.

Throwing off these funny thoughts, Siyi solemnly picked out a small soil pit on the ground, buried the bones in it, filled it in, and put the bamboo slip on it, and, with the branches around him on the ground to draw the direction, with the regular script carefully written on the ground: "The bones have been buried, into the soil for safety, inconvenient to disturb, the direction mentioned in the text, I have found out, it is this side." ”

The scene here will not change for 10,000 years anyway, and it will not be written on this land to cover up the changes of the land, as for this ancestor, after all, death is great, and it is safe to enter the earth.

After doing all this, Siyi began to travel again, but this time, in this barren place, he finally found his way and continued to walk against the dim yellow clouds that had not changed for ten thousand years......