Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

Chapter 260 Great Explorer, Mysterious Giant

"Shua!"

He suddenly drew out his Nepalese saber, laid it across his chest, and slowly pushed the door open to enter.

The space behind the stone gate is very small, barely enough for Li Ang to stand, supported by a row of stone pillars on both sides.

In the gaps between the stone pillars, some dried and corrupted blood and scattered white skeletons could be faintly seen.

"Hiss... this is?"

Li Ang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a breath.

Not far from him, there are hundreds of skeletons lying here and there, and each skeleton has an obvious scar on the arm, leg, foot and head, which is in the shape of an "x".

The worst thing is the skeleton on the left. Its head was cut off, leaving only the right half of its body leaning against the stone wall, with all the viscera and organs in the abdominal cavity flowing all over the place.

"These... are all human?"

Li Ang swallowed, feeling the strong breath of Death rushing towards his face, the goosebumps all over his body exploded, and his hair stood on end.

He took steps cautiously, moved forward, and finally came between the stone pillars.

There is a small groove here, inlaid between the stone pillars, forming a pit, surrounded by dust, but traces of the original inlay can be vaguely seen.

In the center of the groove, there is a golden oval crystal nucleus the size of a fist, emitting a shining light.

"... Is this thing the 'crystal nucleus' I saw when I was looking up information on the Internet?"

Li Ang stared at the golden-yellow crystal nucleus with wide eyes, horrified in his heart.

The diameter of this crystal nucleus is about five centimeters, the surface is uneven, and there are some slender ridges that criss-cross, like metal.

Li Ang stretched out his finger and poked the crystal nucleus lightly, making the sound of gold and iron colliding.

"Well... the purity of this crystal nucleus is very high, it should be no less than titanium alloy, and there is a wonderful rune on the surface, which seems to contain some kind of law."

He looked at it for a long time, his eyes gradually blurred, and he fell into deep thought.

The quality of this crystal nucleus is very high, and it can be called a rare treasure, but Li Ang knows that the real priceless thing is not this thing, but its owner.

That mysterious black-robed wizard!

Before the black-robed wizard disappeared, ancient witchcraft was engraved on the surface of this golden crystal nucleus, giving it an infinite loop of magical effects—even with the rapid development of earth technology today, it is comparable to the effect of some top alchemy devices.

As for such a golden crystal nucleus, the total amount left in the world is estimated to be pitifully small, and it is almost impossible to obtain it.

Li Ang shook his head, put the crystal nucleus into the backpack, and continued to explore inside.

The entire cave is very narrow and tortuous, only a few meters away from Fang Yuan, but the cave inside is very deep, and I don't know where it leads.

"Huh? What is this?"

Li Ang found a mossy vine wrapping around a plant.

The leaf veins of the plant are emerald green, and the branches are thick and powerful, with jagged spikes at the ends.

"Is it a plant?"

Li Ang bent down to pick up the plant and observed it carefully. It was an olive-shaped plant with a milky-white fruit growing out of the center of the leaf. It was crystal clear like emerald and full of vitality.

"Um?"

Li Ang smelled it, and immediately felt refreshed.

"This fragrance resonates with the bees in the previous hive?"

Li Ang rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, poured it on the fruit, and waited for a while.

"Om..."

The fruit trembled violently, blooming circles of soft light green halos, and then slowly converged and gradually dimmed.

Li Ang was dumbfounded: "This thing...can really drink water by itself?"

Although the plants themselves have no spirituality, under the action of food, the self-regulating system will restore them to their optimal state.

Li Ang tried to pick the fruit, but found that the vines were so tight that they couldn't be pulled off, and the scorching heat from the surface of the vines seemed to be highly poisonous.

"...This thing is a bit evil."

Li Ang hesitated for a few seconds and threw the vine away.

He continued to walk deeper into the stone room, and suddenly, a picture appeared on the stone wall in front of him.

The picture is a slate table, covered with clean silk cloth.

Beside the stone table was a clay pot, filled with some viscous liquid, emitting a reddish gleam, faintly outlining the outline of a Daoist figure.

"...Is this the black-robed wizard?"

Li Ang was stunned.

In this slate painting, there is a man in ragged clothes, sitting on a stone bench, holding a wooden stick, pointing at the clay pot in the center of the table, his face is pale and his lips are trembling.

There was a crack in the lid of the clay pot, as if it could not hold anything important and would burst at any moment.

The man's wrists trembled slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He tried his best to suppress his own emotions, as if he was trying to protect the contents of the pot.

Li Ang looked at it for a while, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and he quickly looked away.

The man in the scroll is obviously himself!

"What's going on here? Why did I see this person? And I also saw... the future!"

Li Ang frowned and whispered.

This picture overlaps with the scene in his dream, the same stone table, clay pot, picture scroll, and the future.

"Maybe it's because of the nightmare, so I have an illusion?"

Li Ang shook his head, put aside distracting thoughts, and continued to walk forward. After passing through the stone chamber, it was suddenly clear in front of him that it turned out to be a large-scale cave.

In the center of the cave stands a behemoth!

This thing is nearly 20 meters high, and the whole body is made of black Vajra rock, like a black iron tower.

Its volume is equivalent to five times that of ordinary buildings, and it is covered with a thick and hard carapace. Its head is hideous and ugly, with triangular horns and a pair of fleshy wings on both sides of its neck.

In addition, the whole black iron giant beast didn't have any inch of skin on its body, and the rough and dark tendons were exposed. The surface was covered with dense blood vessels and scars, as if cut off by a sharp knife.

The surface of its torso is covered with mottled scars, and there are even many scars running through the whole body, dripping with blood;

The black iron behemoth crouched in the center of the cave with its eyes closed, curling smoke billowing from its body, and seemed to be in a deep sleep, but occasionally opened its eyes, the pupils were dark and flashed with strange and ferocious electric lights.

Li Ang held his breath, and slowly retreated to the side of the stone wall, an old sigh resounded in his mind: "...are you here?"

The voice is long and long, with the vicissitudes of the years, and it seems to be lingering in the ear.

"Who?" Li Ang immediately raised his vigilance, "You woke me up?"

Before the words fell, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere in the stone room, and a thin mist filled the dark and damp cave, blocking Li Ang's vision.

Li Ang raised his eyes and found a tall figure standing indistinctly in the hazy mist.

It was a squat figure with a gray beard and gray hair, wearing a simple and gorgeous robe, with a stooped figure and a decayed appearance, the specific face could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you?" Li Ang warned, "Where is this place? What did you wake me up for?"

"This is my tomb." The man said, his voice was weak and hoarse, and he couldn't tell his age. "My corpse is buried here. Are you here to rob the tomb?"