On the Baozhu's puppy-like body, there was a tree.
Perhaps this tree was not a towering tree for humans, but compared to the Baozhu's size, it was quite impressive.
Seeing the Baozhu holding the tree high with its two front paws and walking over with its two back paws, He Yiming really had the urge to vomit blood.
He stepped forward without hesitation and came to the Baozhu's side.
Although he had tried his best to integrate his aura into the black fog, the Baozhu had a pair of Fiery Golden Eyes, so the black fog could not obstruct its vision at all. Therefore, when He Yiming floated over, it immediately saw him.
After seeing He Yiming's black face, the Baozhu rolled its eyes and immediately handed the tree in its hand to He Yiming. At the same time, its tail wagged desperately, and its long nose wrinkled deeply. No matter how one looked at it, it had a fawning look.
He Yiming's anger completely disappeared at this moment. He shook his head helplessly. He had just decided that if he saw the Baozhu, he would give it a good beating and let it know that there were some places that it could not barge into. However, the moment he saw the Baozhu, he immediately threw this thought to the back of his mind. Instead, he felt extremely gratified.
In his heart, such a thought even flashed through his mind.
Forget it. Since the Baozhu has returned safely, then forget it.
He shook his head and reached out to take the tree. The Baozhu immediately took advantage of the opportunity and put its limbs on the tree.
This was already his signature move. He would do this whenever he saw a treasure that caught his eye.
He Yiming rolled his eyes at it. He did not dare to neglect it and slowly retreated along the original path.
In the beginning, he still had a little bit of interest in finding out what this Millennium Catastrophe was, but now, he knew that it was the end of the world. However, after seeing the image taken by 108, his interest completely disappeared.
Such a huge snake was too appalling. As long as there was a possibility, He Yiming was unwilling to provoke this invincible super spirit beast.
Under the cover of the power of clouds and mist, He Yiming quietly left this place without anyone noticing and successfully left the forbidden area.
Following closely behind him was 108.
As if it knew that the thing on the mountain was not to be trifled with, 108 was unusually straightforward and faster than ever before.
He Yiming finally left the forbidden area and flew back to the place where the Baozhu first left with the big tree. He Yiming let out a long sigh of relief.
He Yiming could not help but be suspicious that the Baozhu returned from the forbidden area so easily.
Back then, when Jin Zhanjiang mentioned the peak, he had a grave look on his face like never before. Therefore, He Yiming was definitely on tenterhooks when he entered the place.
However, once he performed the Clouds and Mists Art, he could immediately merge with the black mists around him. Moreover, the Baozhu went on a rampage inside and even pulled out a big tree from somewhere, but it was still safe and sound.
As such, although He Yiming was in awe of the gigantic spirit beast at the peak, he vaguely doubted if the place was really that dangerous.
Nonetheless, he did not know that even if other powerhouses that were adept in the Clouds and Mists Art came here, they would not have the guts to absorb the black mists into their bodies like he did.
Especially at the top of the mountain, the Heaven and Earth Energy and Baleful Yin Energy contained in the black fog were absolutely proportional.
The more one absorbed, the more one would not be able to withstand the Yin Qi, and the more one would go crazy.
Therefore, other than people like He Yiming who possessed a miraculous Dantian physique and did not fear the Baleful Yin Qi, there was no other idiot who would dare to commit suicide.
As for Treasure Pig, this little fellow's origins were strange and unfathomable. There was naturally a reason why it was able to pass through here without being affected in the slightest, but this wasn't something that He Yiming could know at this moment.
He Yiming put down the big tree on his shoulder and turned to look with bright eyes at the Baozhu, which was lying on a forked branch. He obviously had a malicious smile on his face.
The Baozhu quivered and looked around before it finally lowered its body and went under the big tree.
He Yiming was slightly startled and was secretly suspicious. When did the Baozhu learn to run away?
Just as this thought came to his mind, he saw the Baozhu suddenly come out from under the big tree and come to He Yiming's side.
On its front hooves, it held a black leather and handed it to He Yiming as if it was a treasure. Its little tail wagged even more happily.
He Yiming was stunned for a moment. Looking at the leather, he pointed to himself and said, "For me?"
The Baozhu nodded repeatedly. Its long nose wrinkled again and it snorted.
In the forbidden area, the Baozhu seemed to be aware of the danger, so it did not make any noise. But here, it did not seem to care and acted as if it had completed a great feat.
He Yiming did not know whether to laugh or cry as he took the black leather. If he only looked at the Baozhu's wagging tail, people who did not know would think that it was a dog with a deformed tail.
But this guy actually knew how to bribe him. This was too incredible.
He Yiming really did not know how many more secrets this little guy had to unearth. In any case, he was looking forward to it.
Slowly opening the leather, He Yiming's eyes narrowed slightly.
When he carefully looked at the contents of the leather, the expression on his face could not help but become a little strange.
Thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand and gently tore the leather. With the strength of his two fingers, even steel would be easily torn by him. But the leather in his hand was unscathed.
He Yiming turned his hand, opened the space ring and took out a leather scroll.
This leather scroll seemed to be made of sheepskin, but He Yiming knew that in this world, there was absolutely no such magical sheep.
Unless this sheep was at the level of a divine beast, there was no way it could create such a powerful scroll.
What was drawn in this leather scroll was a map, which was the map that led to the Hohhot Mountain Range.
At this moment, what was taken from the Baozhu's hand was also a map. The two leather scrolls were made of the same material, but the things drawn on them were not the same.
The map on the leather scroll should be an island, because the island was surrounded by the blue waves of the sea. Even He Yiming would not be wrong about this.
However, the only thing that made He Yiming feel embarrassed was that the words on the map did not seem to be ordinary Da Shen characters. He did not know any of them.
He Yiming's finger unconsciously swiped across the words at the top of the map as he muttered to himself, "What does this mean?"
"Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea." A familiar voice sounded behind He Yiming.
He Yiming was shocked. He turned around and looked at 108 dumbfounded. If he wasn't familiar with 108's voice to the point that he couldn't be more familiar with it, he definitely wouldn't believe that this sentence came from 108's mouth.
"Brother Bai, how do you know?"
"These words are a kind of remote script used thousands of years ago. The first owner of the cave taught me, so I know it." Hundred and Eight said quietly.
He Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up, and said, "Why did that senior deliberately teach you this knowledge, did he have any premonition?"
Although He Yiming himself didn't quite believe that the senior expert from thousands of years ago would be able to predict what would happen thousands of years later, he still couldn't help but ask.
108 shook his head and said, "He did not deliberately teach me, I taught myself."
"Self-taught?" He Yiming looked at 108's head and sighed helplessly. In terms of self-teaching ability, there was probably no second person in the world who could compare with 108.
He Yiming pushed the map in front of 108, and said straightforwardly, "Introduce it, I don't understand."
This map was very exquisitely drawn, and it seemed to be a three-dimensional map, but it was definitely not something that ordinary people could understand.
108 did not refuse, and his gaze swept over it, and immediately said, "This is a secret map of the seabed. If I'm not wrong, there should be a deep-sea maze under an island called Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea, and this map is the route of the maze." His finger pointed at the center of the map, and said, "According to the map, there is a treasure here."
He Yiming's eyes faintly glowed. He picked up Baozhu, and fiercely flicked its long nose to show his appreciation. Then, ignoring Baozhu's protests, he pressed it on his knees and said, "As expected of a Baozhu, you can even steal a treasure map."
There was no need to ask, this treasure map hidden under the tree must have been stolen by Baozhu.
"Brother Bai, what kind of treasure is it that needs to be hidden under the sea?" He Yiming asked excitedly.
108 shook his head slightly, and said, "I don't know, it's not written on the map, but I guess this treasure must be extraordinary."
He Yiming nodded repeatedly. Wasn't this obvious?
This underwater maze was probably built for this treasure. With so much manpower and resources spent, it would be strange if the treasure's value was not great.
Under 108's guidance, He Yiming had a rough understanding of it.
But this treasure map had been made for who knows how many years, and how many hands it had passed through. Whether the treasure still existed or not, none of this was known.
Therefore, He Yiming kept the treasure map, and put it into the spatial ring. Although he was curious about it, he did not have much hope.
Then, He Yiming's gaze fell on the big tree that Baozhu had painstakingly carried out.
PS: Want to know what a big tree is? Hehe, but White Crane's questions are basically very simple.
In addition, this month's 133 chapters definitely exceeded 400,000 words, and the monthly votes were also a big harvest. White Crane is very grateful.
Now, White Crane will continue to write, and strive to publish a chapter after midnight.
After midnight, it will be June 1, and I beg everyone to guarantee the monthly votes, as a gift for the little White Crane at home ^ _ ^ (To be continued, if you want to know the future, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support the original reading!)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
