This was a giant mountain five thousand meters above sea level. From below, they could barely see the expedition team against the cold wind.
"Why is this expedition team climbing this mountain?"
Lan Mu was very confused. He had scanned the top of the mountain clearly. Other than an eagle's nest, there was only snow and rocks.
"Are we going up?" Fang Moqi also saw the expedition team at this moment.
Lan Mu said, "Let's try."
"We have no clues. We can only find a needle in a haystack. This group of people is so purposeful. Maybe they know something. "
The two of them climbed barehanded. Without the complete equipment of the expedition team, Fang Moqi climbed easily with only a pick.
Lan Mu was slightly weaker. Although the bamboo leaf wine strengthened his body, it was limited.
Seeing Fang Moqi gradually pull away from him by more than ten meters, Lan Mu immediately transformed into an elf.
Although he had altitude sickness after transforming into an elf, it was much easier. He easily caught up with Fang Moqi using his hands and feet.
Wearing a snow suit, no one could see the difference even if he transformed into an elf.
An hour later, Lan Mu was the first to catch up with the expedition team.
At this moment, the expedition team had already reached the top of the mountain, which was 4,600 meters above sea level. There was a relatively flat platform here. The six of them stood there and talked about a map.
"Rayleigh, is what your grandfather said true? We have searched for so many years and still haven't found the temple, "a blonde man said.
The man called Rayleigh said with a face full of conviction, "My grandfather is absolutely not wrong. He must have seen the temple with his own eyes!"
"Look at the map your grandfather drew. It's a crude drawing based on impressions from eighty years ago. It's not enough for us to find the mountain with the temple!" A man of Indian descent complained as he held up the map.
Rayleigh bit his lip and said, "It's marked here that if you walk southwest for eight days from Yaluddin, you will see a mountain five thousand meters high. At the top of the mountain, where the sun shines, there will be a temple with golden birds living there."
"The mountain under our feet fits all the conditions, but … where is the temple?"
The six of them were very frustrated. They really couldn't find a mountain that fit the map better.
Clang!
Just as they were at their wits' end, a pickaxe smashed down, followed by a person wearing a snowsuit. It was Lan Mu.
"Ah!" The six of them were shocked. They never thought that someone would come to the depths of the Great Snow Mountain.
"Hey, you guys seem to be looking for the temple?" Lan Mu hung the iron pick at his waist and walked over confidently.
The six of them were on high alert, and some of them even reached for their undergarments.
"How did you know?" Rayleigh asked with an ugly expression.
Lan Mu rolled his eyes and said, "You guys said it so loudly, it's hard for me not to hear."
The wind was howling, and most people would not be able to hear it. However, Lan Mu's spiritual power had been locked onto the six of them, so he could hear it clearly.
"What else do you know?" The six of them put away the map and asked.
Lan Mu wanted to see their map, but it was useless no matter where they hid it. However, he had to admit that the map was really ugly. It was like a child's graffiti, and the lines were a mess. In the complex terrain of the Himalayas, how could such simple lines express the information it contained?
"Don't be nervous, I want to ask about the temple. Why is there a temple in this deep mountain? "
The six of them looked at each other, and the Indian man said bluntly, "Why should we tell you?"
At this moment, Fang Moqi finally climbed up. He breathed out a few white breaths and walked over to Lan Mu in surprise.
"You're really fast …"
Rayleigh saw Fang Moqi and exclaimed, "Limit Hunter! Shugman … "
Shugman was Fang Moqi's English name. Fang Moqi glanced at him and said, "Oh, it's you …"
Lan Mu was surprised and asked, "You guys know each other?"
Fang Moqi explained, "Yes, his name is Rayleigh, and he's also one of the world's top hunters and explorers."
"Which one of you is better?" Lan Mu asked deliberately. In fact, he knew that Fang Moqi was stronger.
Unexpectedly, Fang Moqi thought for a while and said, "There's nothing to compare. I'm more of a hunter. He's more of an explorer, specializing in ancient ruins and legends."
"So it's you. You didn't bring any equipment. It's really your style …" Rayleigh seemed to have a good relationship with Fang Moqi and said with a smile.
The two of them had known each other for four or five years and could be considered old acquaintances. Therefore, in the face of Fang Moqi, Rayleigh shared information about the temple.
"Many people have found the temple in the Great Snow Mountain. Rumor has it that there are indescribable treasures in the temple. As early as 1842, the greatest explorer of the 19th century, Foma Tenide, began to search for that place. For this reason, he obtained countless riches in Tibet, but he never gave up on tracking down the temple until he finally died in the Great Snow Mountain of Tibet in 1866. "
"With his death, the information about the Snow Mountain Temple should have been hidden in the Great Snow Mountain forever. However, in 1914, one of his exploration notes was found. At that time, my grandfather was among the people who found his notes. My grandfather and some others continued to search for the Snow Mountain Temple according to the notes and maps. For more than ten years, the people who searched with my grandfather were either dead or missing in the Great Snow Mountain. "
"About eighty years ago, my grandfather finally found a temple in the Great Snow Mountain. Everyone with him entered the temple. At that time, my grandfather lost his footing and rolled down the mountain and missed the opportunity to enter the temple. When he went back, the temple was no longer there."
"He thought he remembered the wrong place, so he wrote down the location of the Great Snow Mountain. However … it is this mountain, we have searched all over and did not find the temple. And all the people who entered the temple have never appeared again. "
After listening to Rayleigh's explanation, Lan Mu shook his head. He can be sure that there is no temple on the whole mountain. He even scanned the inside of the mountain with his psychic power. There is no temple at all.
"Maybe it is covered by snow. We are going to use a metal detector to search again," the blonde man said.
Rayleigh nodded and seemed to have the same plan.
Seeing that they refused to give up searching, Lan Mu kindly reminded them, "Don't look for it. There is no temple on this mountain."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Did you come here to laugh at us? "The Indian man said unhappily.
The others were also unhappy. These people have sacrificed many years of their youth for the temple, especially Rayleigh. He has been an explorer for generations, and three generations of his ancestors have dedicated their lives to finding the Snow Mountain Temple.
Lan Mu hurriedly shut up. Since this group of people did not listen, he did not have to say more.
He probably had a guess in his mind: the temple is the entrance to Shambhala.
Rayleigh's family has been looking for the temple for three generations. Since his grandfather did see the temple, it means that it really exists.
The temple and Shambhala have the same characteristics, that is, people who entered never came out.
Lan Mu pondered. He did not believe that Rayleigh's grandfather was an idiot and would remember the location of the temple wrongly. Even if he remembered it wrongly, it was impossible that the next two generations could not find the temple after eighty years!
With his experience of so many supernatural events, there was only one explanation: the temple disappeared on its own.
Most of the time, the temple disappeared. If it did not exist, it would be impossible to find it.
Lan Mu combined the missing location of Shambhala with the previous search for the missing location of the two major organizations. Whether it was the mountain or the foot of the mountain, there were cases of missing exploration teams in Bhutan and Hua.
Basically, it could be concluded that the entrance to Shambhala appeared randomly in this mountainous area and appeared as a temple for a short period of time.
Whether it was looking for the temple or looking for Shambhala, when they saw a strange temple in the snowy mountain, their first reaction would be to go in and check it out.
However, all the people who went in never came out again, and they disappeared together with the temple.
…
Lan Mu rested on the snowy mountain for a night. The next morning, he left the mountain with Fang Moqi and went to other areas to search.
On the way, Lan Mu told Fang Moqi about his guess. Fang Moqi did not want to believe that the temple could disappear and appear randomly, but after experiencing the Lich's time in the City of Gold, he could accept supernatural events.
"So, we have to try our luck? Walk around and wait for the temple to randomly appear near us? "Fang Moqi was speechless.
Although Fang Moqi had been here before, he did not see it with his own eyes when his teammates disappeared, so he did not know if there was really a temple.
Lan Mu said, "There's no other way. If the entrance was not constantly changing, we would definitely have found it. This is the only explanation."
In the next few days, the two of them wandered around the mountainous area. Lan Mu was about ten meters away from Fang Moqi from time to time.
Because he could transform at any time, it should be safe to maintain this distance. Otherwise, if he transformed into a giant beast, what would they do if he crushed Fang Moqi to death?
Lan Mu guessed that the time between transformations was related to the talent of the species. The greater the potential, the longer the time between transformations.
The longest time between transformations was 11 days with the Flame Demon. In other words, the Flame Demon was the strongest creature he had ever transformed into.
In total, seven days had passed. That night, Lan Mu was lying on a big rock to rest. Suddenly, his whole body trembled. The blue transformation that he had chosen previously appeared.
His body shrank rapidly again. Lan Mu thought to himself, "Oh no, did I transform into a Pokémon again?"
He scanned himself with his spiritual power. At this moment, he had golden hair, a slender tail, and a twenty-five-centimeter-long body. It was a golden-furred mouse.
Apart from its gorgeous golden hair, there was nothing special about this mouse. It looked small, weak, and ordinary.
"Golden-Furred mouse? Its strength is not weak … Its physique is also far superior to that of an ordinary mouse. "
He suddenly stood up like a human and did a set of boxing moves like a human. This mouse's hands and feet were nimble, and he did a decent job.
Seeing Fang Moqi look back, Lan Mu hurriedly turned around and burrowed into a pile of snow. He did not feel cold even though he was covered in snow.
It was -40 degrees Celsius here. Not many animals could be unharmed in such an extreme environment.
"Could it be that adapting to extreme environments is the golden-furred mouse's ability?"
Normally, they would not transform into an ordinary animal. They would definitely have supernatural abilities.
Lan Mu guessed that the golden-furred mouse could adapt to a variety of extreme environments, such as deserts, snowy lands, plateaus, and so on.
After all, even elves had altitude sickness, but the golden-furred mouse was walking on flat ground. In this snowy mountain peak, it was as leisurely as it was in a city.
"Is it just adaptability?" Just as Lan Mu was feeling a little disappointed, his bean-sized mouse eyes suddenly lit up, and the golden hair all over his body trembled in excitement.
An instinctive impulse spread through his body. Lan Mu suddenly turned in a direction and excitedly shuttled through the snow.
"There's treasure! A big secret treasure! "
"It's not far! It's only about ten kilometers! "
This was a natural reaction. It was as if the location of the treasure had been imprinted in his mind.
Not only was it ten kilometers away, he could also vaguely sense that in all directions, thousands of miles away, there were many other treasures that attracted him.
Those treasures were like stars in his mind, densely packed together. There were hundreds of thousands of them!
"I understand now. I can sense all the treasures in the world …"
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