Perhaps because of the palace in the distance, the century-old woods around it made it look extremely small, which was not an exaggeration even for Xiuzhen.

Occasionally you can see some scattered ruins in the forest.

From the style point of view, it seems that the palace was brought down with the fragments when it fell.

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the huge fragment in front of him and couldn't help but step forward to study it carefully.

This piece of gravel looks inconspicuous. Its rough surface looks more like an inconspicuous brick somewhere, but its size is a bit surprising.

The two of them stood below, feeling as if they were standing under a rockery.

He tapped the stone lightly with his fingers a few times, and the stone actually made a sound like metal. These broken stones, which seemed to be made of building materials, were not as simple as he thought.

It looks like a stone, but it is not a stone.

After careful observation, you can still see the cotton wool of the stone, which is neatly arranged into densely packed small squares.

Seeing this, he punched the stone with his fist, and the fist with psychic energy "Bang!" made a harsh explosion of air, exploding between the gravel and the fist.

However, something strange happened. Although the stone was cracked by his punch, the gap actually healed itself in the blink of an eye.

"Interesting, this stone seems to be alive and can be healed carefully." He said with surprise.

Not only were I surprised by the ability of stones to heal themselves, but I was also surprised by how solid these stones were, far beyond my expectation.

With the punch he just punched, although he did not awaken the power of the rules, it was powerful enough to be called a cannonball. It would not be an exaggeration to describe it.

With one punch, ordinary granite would break into powder, but the impact on this stone only left an inconspicuous small crater, which quickly disappeared.

If this is used to build a house, once the door is closed, the disaster spirits will have no temper when they come.

"This is called a cloud rock, but actually it's not a stone, it's a bug!"

Pangpang stood aside and explained to him the special characteristics of the stone in front of him.

"insect??"

"Yes, bugs. It is said that there is a bug in the sea of ​​clouds called the Cloud Sky Bug. This bug lives in the summer and dies in the winter. Its lifespan is very short, but after death, its body will turn into stone."

Pangpang briefly explained that this kind of bug likes to huddle in a ball when resting or dying.

It is precisely for this reason that after it was discovered by people, it was used as a special building material.

The stone made of this kind of insect is called Yunzhu stone, or it can also be called Tianzhu stone.

"But I didn't see the body?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the structure of the stone carefully, but he couldn't tell that it looked like an insect had transformed.

Pangpang looked disgusted and said: "It's weird if you can see it. Cordyceps sinensis knows about it."

He nodded. He had seen this thing before. He heard that it was found in Districts 11 and 12 near District 13. It was very rare.

"Actually, it is very similar to that thing. They both belong to the Fungi family. After death, the corpse will decompose into a large amount of fungi. After dissolving, it will look like this, just like a stone. You can still see corpses anywhere."

Pangpang said, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "When you have time, I will lend you two books. You can read them carefully. It is not okay for you to be ignorant at a young age. Don't always be superstitious about metaphysics. The same is true for science.

very important!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

He suddenly realized that it was right when he thought about it carefully. If traces of the corpse could be seen, who would use them to make building materials?

While eating, I saw the white corpses all over the ground, but I was still disgusted to death.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi simply threw the rubble in front of him directly into his spiritual space, planning to collect some, maybe they would be used in the future.

The number of these stones is not large, I can only say that I encounter some occasionally.

But fortunately, the size of these stones is really huge.

If you find one randomly, it will have a volume of at least sixty or seventy tons.

Even if it is in ruins, it can still be used if you go back and cut it a little.

Naturally, other people can also discover these stones.

It's just that most people are just surprised by the size of these stones and don't care about the stones themselves.

Even if someone notices the unusually strong nature of these stones, they often don't think much about it.

After all, there are rocks all over the ground, the ones that are not solid.

It's just that these stones look whiter. Even if someone wants to, it's not easy to move such big stones away.

Even those who are powerful at the level of disaster spirits will arbitrarily stuff items weighing dozens of tons into their own spiritual space, which will increase their burden in vain.

After all, psychic space is not a real space.

If you stuff something weighing more than ten tons into it, it will be as uncomfortable as stuffing a stone into your stomach.

But I no longer have this worry.

The greatest benefit of the power of space rules was brought to its fullest by him at this time.

Not to mention just a few rocks, he can easily load even a small mountain.

The two of them walked deep into the forest. The forest here was completely different from the outside.

It seems that they have been infected by the power of the palace, so that the flowers, plants and trees here are getting taller and more lush.

But it was different from the valley they went to before.

These flowers, plants and trees have an indescribable distortion inside and out.

It's not just the trees that are distorted, but also the light and perception that seem to be distorting step by step as they go deeper.

He stretched out his palm, and saw that his slender fingers had twisted into irregular arcs under the light.

And as we go deeper and deeper, the degree of distortion is getting deeper and deeper.

Even when he tentatively stretched his palm forward, he could clearly see that his palm was twisting into a knot at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even though I didn't feel any discomfort or pain, I could see that the joints of each finger were moving abnormally and protruding from under the skin.

And when he retracted his palm, the exaggerated twisting arc of his fingers was returning to its original appearance as he retracted it.

"Is it the power of rules?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at his palm, wondering whether this was a visual distortion or a real distortion.

Even though there are thousands of psychic creatures in the world, each has its own different powers and exclusive rules.

But the power in front of me is a bit too strange.

Moreover, even if this is really the power of rules, then whose power is affecting this place?

There should always be a source for such power.

He believed that this source was definitely not the palace in the distance, but it definitely had some connection with the palace and was preventing them from entering the depths of this deep forest.

Pangpang stood aside, looking like "don't look at me."

He was just hanging out with him, not acting as a bodyguard for him. Ding Xiaoyi needed to discover many things by himself.

When Ding Xiaoyi saw this, he didn't expect Pangpang to open the way for him.

He escaped from Meatball's mouth and threw a white steamed bun forward.

Suddenly, the big round steamed bun, which was originally a round bun, was quickly twisted in his sight at the moment it was thrown, as if it was squeezed by some force.

The steamed bun, which was the size of a palm, was stretched into a noodle that was more than ten meters long.

This is just a steamed bun.

If someone walked over, I don’t know what would happen.

Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved and he actually walked forward.

As he went deeper step by step, his body also began to twist, not straightening into noodles like the steamed bun just now.

Instead, it is twisted into a twist from head to toe.

Feeling the changes in his body carefully, Ding Xiaoyi's heart moved and he awakened his power of rules, the decomposition technique.

The power of decomposition surrounded him, and he quickly captured some very subtle things.

Some powders that are invisible to the naked eye can be seen as irregular crystals if you magnify them.

Each particle is like a mirror, causing strange refraction of the surrounding light. When there are enough dusts, even the surrounding space seems to be distorted.

Once it is touched on the body, a strange force will be released, which is enough to cause any object to be randomly distorted under a certain amount.

And this distortion should not be just a simple visual distortion.

"What are these...powders??"

With the help of decomposition, I found the source of the problem, but I was very confused as to where these powders came from.

But now that the source has been found, it's easy to handle.

He surrounded himself with the power of decomposition, forming a protective film to completely isolate himself from the powder.

Without the influence of these strange powders, the originally distorted body immediately returned to normal.
To be continued...