The sound is still composed of a strange language. Tang Ling still couldn't understand it, but he could still inexplicably feel the meaning of the words in the language.

Sample, take away, confirm or something.

Could it be what kind of sample the black object he took? So far, Tang Ling would never think that this place was a temple full of inhuman power, a kind of god-created temple.

If you think about it carefully, it is full of super technology.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling carefully wrapped his half of the black object and put it into his backpack. Then, with strange eyes, he raised the dagger that was not separated from the black object.

What should I say? The legend of the previous civilization was the Stone Sword. What is this? I took out a handful of "hard and black" during the battle?

No matter how joking is, Tang Ling cannot fight with this dagger at this stage, and what happened just now only made Tang Ling more sure of something.

This dagger is ‘live’!

In fact, Tang Ling had some doubts at the beginning, the wooden handle, seamlessly connected blade, natural barbs and blood grooves, it was like a creature, not artificially created.

Nowadays, the creation technology of the Ziyue era, materials science has surpassed the previous civilizations. In addition to the changes that caused changes in geology, various basic elements formed a new combination to form a new mineral.

Another huge reason is the extensive use of biological materials.

Tang Ling was assuming that what if there was a creature that was naturally suitable as a weapon? After all, what he was obsessed with was Shenzang, the most advanced weapon material in the legend.

Although it is not very clear about its characteristics, Tang Ling believes that this kind of thing should be a relatively special existence based on just a little description.

It's like between a creature and a half creature? Who knows? The Purple Moon Age makes the entire planet extremely mysterious.

After putting away the dagger and the black object, Tang Ling's heart was still hot.

He knew that the key to collecting black objects was his blood, so what about the rest?

The wound has not healed yet, so Tang Ling doesn't mind giving it a try.

But the result made Tang Ling want to swear! It was useless and had no use anymore. Even if he painted one of the smaller strange objects with his blood, he would not react at all.

Tang Ling was afraid that he would have anemia?

It seems that I can no longer make any decisions about these things on the shelf, so what about these eggs?

They are definitely creatures, wouldn’t Wimbledon confirm this? ‘If you can’t hatch, egg liquid is highly toxic’.

Tang Ling is young after all, so he just wants to get two out to see if he really can't hatch?

If you have more, you will have multiple chances.

In addition, there is another idea deep in Tang Ling's heart, that is, he wants to eat one! This is definitely not an inexplicable idea. Although Wimbledon said that egg liquid is highly toxic, from another perspective, does it mean something?

This shows that the egg was broken and someone tried to eat it, but it was poisoned to death.

Regarding this, Tang Ling's idea is that if the energy explodes too much, it will also poison people. If a person with poor physical foundation, try eating one or two or three levels of ferocious beast meat? It will definitely explode and die unless there is a unique formula or has officially entered the cultivation.

The world is so big, maybe you can find a recipe for this egg? For example, fried eggs with chopped green onion, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, etc.

When Tang Ling remembered, he was a little greedy. He opened his backpack and prepared to take away ten or eight of these eggs.

Yes, Tang Ling is not greedy, so he is planning to take only ten or eight.

That kind of mysterious language will sound here at any time, indicating that surveillance is everywhere. Just ten or eight will not touch the bottom line, right?

Tang Ling was just guessing! If it weren't for the mysterious voice, Tang Ling's own idea was to take away the eggs here and take them all away.

Next, Tang Ling became depressed again!

If you can't take it away, these eggs are bound by a mysterious force, and you can't take it away!

Damn, you asked Wudi Zi Crow to steal it and not let me take one away? Tang Ling was extremely angry and even considered whether he would dress up as a Wudi Zi Crow and come in again?

Obviously, this idea is not valid because he doesn't have many Holy Blood Pills. Secondly, who knows what coincidence the Udi Zi Crow got away an egg?

This made Tang Ling feel a little depressed.

After all, the only things placed within the scope of your eyesight is that except these eggs, there is only that shelf. Apart from that, it is the temple in Wen Bu's mouth.

It is said to be a temple, but it is actually more like a large shrine. Two pieces of yellow cloth cover the entire shrine. Only the shape of this shrine is quite strange.

It has an octagonal shape, somewhat like an abstract gossip.

It is made of wood as a whole, but the wood is very weird. It has a metal texture overall, and it is composed of three colors.

Is it artificial? Tang Ling regards this place as a super technology storage room, and there is no so-called awe in his heart. He reaches out and touches it.

This is a natural color! Is there a tree with three-color trunks on this planet? Obviously, there is no such thing as Tang Ling has never seen it in the species records of the Purple Moon Age. Of course, it may be that the poor database of the safe area No. 17 has limited records.

In addition, the vitality of this three-color tree seems to be extremely tenacious. It actually has tender branches, with black and white leaves on the tender branches.

Yes, the black and white leaves are intertwined, with an indescribable sense of sacredness and full of vitality.

Tang Ling remembered the words on the map notes and a series of statements about ferocious plants, so he got itchy and couldn't help but want to tear off a piece and try it out.

As a result, as soon as this idea came out, his hand was placed on the blade, and he felt a violent electric shock.

Before he could react, he heard a "brush" sound, and then a stream of black smoke appeared on Tang Ling's head, and a stream of black smoke also spewed out of his nose, and his hair turned into an explosive head.

"Damn it!" Tang Ling swears directly, let go quickly, and he rolls out seven or eight meters.

When I got familiar with it, at least seven or eight small places were ripe from the body, and bubbles were rising.

Fortunately, it was Tang Ling, and ordinary people would definitely be seriously injured.

Or maybe this shrine has the ability to electrocut Tang Ling at one time. This time I just wanted to warn Tang Ling, so I didn't take any serious action.

Tang Ling really wanted to scold him. Who is so unfriendly? If you don’t let the leaves be pulled, you can say it, why did you just go on the phone?

But Tang Ling didn't dare. He stood up, folded his hands together, and first shouted God's blessing, the little one is here to worship you.

He called out again the Jade Emperor, and the Buddha Tathagata is here to pay homage to you.

Finally, after thinking about it, he drew another cross and shouted Hello, Lord Jesus.

That's about it?

In fact, it is no wonder that Tang Ling is the result of the extinction of civilization, and the inheritance of religion will definitely be cut off. He is already knowledgeable to be able to call these names.

After recognizing the boss, Tang Ling asked for psychological comfort. At this time, he stepped forward and quickly pulled away the yellow cloth blocking the shrine, wanting to see which sacred place was worshipped on the shrine.

Then, Tang Ling saw it!

He saw that what was worshipped on this shrine was not any sacred, not even human, but a bird.

Udi Zi Crow? What a joke! How could it be that thing?

The bird in the shrine is half-sized and elegant, as beautiful as a red-crowned crane of the former civilization. Its feathers are blue, mixed with red stripes, and its mouth is white.

At first glance, there is nothing strange about it. If you look closely, the red stripes are like flames and will burn at any time.

This is just a wood carving, but it gives people a lifelike feeling, almost restoring the real feeling.

This bird is the one who worships in the sixth village of the grassland?

Tang Ling caught his explosive head, and he would definitely not be able to think of who this bird is. What level of ferocious beast should it belong to? It should be very powerful, right?

However, this shrine is just a bird, and there is no other secret? Tang Ling carefully investigated and wanted to find some other clues.

Hard work pays off. He found that there were still some patterns recorded on the back of this shrine.

These patterns are composed of two parts, partly like words, but they do not belong to any writing system on this planet.

Out of a sensitive mood, Tang Ling quickly took out a notebook and recorded the patterns in the same way.

And the other part of the pattern is various gestures.

These gestures are very weird, and they are so distorted that they are not like actions that humans can do.

Tang Ling was deeply attracted by these gestures for some reason.

He tried to make the simplest one, but after forming, he did not react at all.

Could it be that these are some meaningless sacrificial gestures? Tang Ling sat cross-legged in front of these gestures, holding his chin, and he absolutely believed that his first feeling was attracted to him for a reason!

Try to analyze it with accurate instinct? Tang Ling began to concentrate and use accurate instinct to see these gestures.

Then, he discovered a little difference, that is, there are dark patterns in the patterns of these gestures, as if marking the flow of energy!

Could it be that this is the key!

But the next moment, Tang Ling found that his mental power was gathering in his brain like flowing water and began to support his precise instinct.

It seems that seeing these energy flowing patterns requires a huge amount of mental power!

Tang Ling was very decisive. While starting to quickly record these gestures in his mind, he quickly depicted the direction of energy flow on the notebook.

Faster, you must be faster! Even with Tang Ling's mental strength, I found that I could not hold on for twenty seconds.

Soon, Tang Ling's nose bleeding dripped onto the notebook. This method of using precise instinct actually consumed more mental energy than the extreme use of precise instinct in battle.

Tang Ling's brain was swelling, but he couldn't bear to stop. He knew that the opportunity was fleeting, and he might not know how long it would take for him to enter here again in the future!

However, no matter how strong a person's will is, it cannot turn everything around.

After twenty-three seconds, Tang Ling's brain buzzed, and a brief blank appeared in his entire brain, and then he fell to the ground with his back on his back.

After fighting to the limit, Tang Ling has tried it several times.

But at this time, Tang Ling realized that the weak state with exhausted mental power was more uncomfortable than the weak state of extreme combat.
To be continued...