Fog Survival

Sure enough!

Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows, as if he had already guessed the answer.

Others also showed a thoughtful expression.

The old village chief and others were not familiar with this eighth-level shelter inherited from ancient times. They knew nothing about it except that it was under the sea.

놚꾊The reason for their arrival is what all eighth-level shelters have - the core!

The thick cloth and linen clothes were stunned for a moment and asked: "What is that?"

The old woman in black was stunned for a moment: "How do you know? Don't the things belong to you?"

"You don't know what you're here to rob?"

"Don't you know it if you grab it?"

"..."

The corners of Qi Yuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he felt like he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

The rest of the people behind him couldn't help but laugh. These little old men and old ladies were really cute and silly.

The people behind the man in coarse linen clothes were speechless, looking at the group of old men in black as if they were fools.

They can now believe that these two people are indeed not the same group.

Otherwise, the IQ gap is indeed quite large and definitely not caused by the same mother.

The man in coarse linen clothes turned his head helplessly, looked at Qi Yuan and asked: "Let's see, in this case, are you also looking for the core of the eighth-level shelter?"

However, the old woman in black was still unwilling to accept it and said: "How could you not know the core of the eighth-level shelter? How could something related to the survival of the eighth-level shelter not be handed down?"

The man in coarse linen clothes had a strange look on his face. He looked at her as if she were a fool. He couldn't help but said, "Are you stupid? You said it yourself is related to the survival of the shelter. See if the shelter still exists." ?”

"this……"

The old woman in black suddenly became speechless, and her withered face turned red.

At this time, the old village chief, who was lying on the ground and seriously injured, forced himself to sit up and said helpfully: "Even if the shelter is destroyed, that thing will still exist!"

"Why?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Just as the old village chief was about to speak, a large amount of blood coughed out of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Qi Yuan frowned, walked over directly, covered the old village chief with his hand, and at the same time activated the "Water Clear Spring Spirit Pattern" in his hand.

In an instant, the rich life energy combined with the water flow slowly covered the old village chief's body. His injuries were visibly restored, and his breath gradually stabilized.

"What a magical method!"

Opposite me, the man in coarse linen clothes couldn't help but admire him.

When the old village chief recovered last time, he sighed deeply and said: "At the level of an eighth-level shelter, the shelter itself will exist forever, let alone its core! So even if the shelter Whatever was destroyed, the core must still exist!”

Qi Yuan and others looked at each other, as did the men in coarse linen and linen clothes.

Qi Yuan frowned, thinking in his mind: Is there really an eighth-level shelter core? If it really exists, then there is indeed a need to fight for it!

The old village chief obviously knew that he had no chance of winning, so he did not hide it. He looked at the man in coarse linen and linen clothes and said:

"If there is a core of an eighth-level shelter passed down, your ancestors will definitely leave it to you! As long as you have it, you can re-establish an eighth-level shelter. However... it should be very difficult. The specific situation is unknown. Little knowledge.”

The man in coarse linen clothes showed a puzzled expression, and seemed to have some doubts about himself: "Do we really have them?"

But at this moment, a young man standing behind coarse linen clothes suddenly frowned.

Kai 껙 said: "Brother Yan, there seems to be a record of this in the original classics. I remember that I seem to have seen it."

"Really?!"

Everyone looked over immediately, and the look in their eyes became a little different.

Qi Yuan's eyes also became suspicious at this moment!

Build an eighth-level shelter! A powerful shelter that can last forever regardless of time!

That is also a breakthrough to the extraordinary possibility!

If it really exists, should we snatch it or not?

This question seems to require no thought at all. Living in a world of mist, what is the core of everything?

Shelter and solidity!

Even if it is full of danger, we must fight for it with all our strength.

Only what he said next broke everyone's illusions.

The young man said: "It seems to be said in the classics that our place is not the real headquarters of the eighth-level shelter. It should only be a ruins in the past, and it was moved later, right?"

The young man was not sure and said ambiguously.

However, the old village chief became excited: "How is it possible? It has been written on the leather paper that this is the site of the shelter!"

"What leather paper?"

The old village chief had a look of disbelief on his face. He quickly took out the ancient leather paper from his pocket, staggered over and ran over and said, "See for yourself, it's all been translated!"

The old village chief was extremely excited. He planned a plan that had been planned for thousands of years, trying to occupy the magpie's nest and obtain an eighth-level shelter for their time.

As a result, the success fell short in the end? Who can be willing?

The man in coarse linen clothes looked down and exclaimed: "It's indeed our words!"

The old village chief became even more excited and said loudly: "Look, it's recorded above that [the Devil's Abyss in the deep sea of ​​the North moved a shelter here and built an eight-level shelter as a floating island on the seabed!]" They passed by dozens of people. After years of exploration, we have deciphered the above content based on the words you left behind.”

The man in coarse linen clothes took the leather paper and after examining it carefully, his expression became ferocious.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he said, "You seem to have...translated!"

"What? How is that possible?"

While the two were talking, Qi Yuan also came over and looked up at the leather paper.

The originally tense atmosphere seemed to have eased a lot now.

Although he was still vigilant, he did not stop Qi Yuan and others from approaching.

Qi Yuan saw that under the ancient Niubizi text, there was another text marked, which was obviously a translation.

At this time, the man in coarse linen pointed to the text and said: "The language of 놖 people generally uses upside down 늉. Although you have translated every word, you should read it backwards!"

"???" The old village chief looked confused and didn't respond for a while.

The man in coarse linen clothes said word by word: "Built a floating island on the seabed here to protect the people, but later moved to the deep sea devil abyss in the north and moved here. The abyss exists and cannot be touched." It can resist foreign enemies, but it is also extremely dangerous!”

After reading it, the man in coarse linen clothes looked at the old village chief as if he were a fool.

"This...this...isn't there an eighth-level shelter here? How is this possible!"

The man in coarse linen clothes explained: "Actually, it doesn't matter. According to what is said on the leather paper, the body should be moved there to resist foreign enemies. This is actually half an eighth-level shelter."