National Games Make Stems: Get the shocking fruit at the beginning

One is to describe the growth process of a creature. Born from an egg, there is only a small abstract linear pattern at first. As it grows, this abstract linear pattern gradually becomes longer and thicker, and finally turns into an abstract linear pattern. The long dragon of Yunxingyushi hovers above the [-]-meter sky and makes waves. It rains heavily on the ground from time to time, causing the forest on the ground to be completely submerged by sea water.

One is a long, square object with many stick figures kowtowing underneath.

Yang Ming looked at it carefully for a long time before he managed to recognize it as a coffin from the abstract rectangular object.

Yang Ming almost vomited blood.

The level of craftsmanship of this mural is simply worrying, and it is necessary to fully mobilize the subjective enthusiasm, also known as brain hole, to be able to barely read what kind of story these murals are describing.

A total of three patterns are relatively complete, and they also tell a relatively complete story.

There are many gaps in the other murals, and various strange patterns of triangles, circles, and polygons. Yang Ming really doesn't have enough imagination. He can't guess what these abstract shapes want to express, so he has no choice but to choose to give up.

As Yang Ming continued to go deeper into the tunnel, the oxygen content in the air dropped significantly and became thinner. Yang Ming could clearly feel a uncomfortable feeling coming from his respiratory system, and his breathing was not smooth.

This passage gave Yang Ming the feeling that it was not going straight forward, but that it was winding and winding towards the ground. The creatures that create this channel must either be powerful, or possess some kind of superb technology.

The entire passage was pitch black, the kind where you can't see your fingers.

Fortunately, after evolving into a black gnat, his eyes have also been improved. Yang Ming is now able to see things in the dark, and the mere darkness can't stop him from exploring.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Ming finally got through the long passage and came to an underground cave.

There are strange stalactite pillars in the cave. Because it is located underground, moisture rises and accumulates in the rock layer above the head to form water droplets. From time to time, water droplets drip down from the top of the head, which is cold and cold.

The temperature in the cave is relatively low, and bursts of low-cold breath blow towards the face.

The entire karst cave has a large area. When Yang Ming wandered around, he found that this place seemed to be the place where the sacrifices in the murals were, and there happened to be a round altar carved from thousand-year-old ice in front of it.

On the circular altar, there happened to be a coffin.

The coffin is neither gold, nor wood, nor iron, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of. It has not decayed after a long period of time, and it has been placed here.

Yang Ming didn't rush up to search on the altar, but continued to wander around.

There is also a mural on the mountain wall here.

A dragon-shaped creature leads a group of strange-looking creatures to attack the stickman's home, and finally burns the stickman's home to the ground. Only a strange creature in the dark sky is roaring to the sky, as if to vent some emotion.

At the end of the mural, there is a text engraved:

corpse!

Yang Ming's eyes froze. This is actually a human language, and it is an ancient traditional Chinese character.

If it is changed to simplified characters, this word should be:

dead!

Could it be that this is actually a refuge built by a certain generation of humans?

Chapter 347 The Secret of the Ancient Coffin

Abandoned ancient altars, old coffins, and most importantly, the familiar Chinese characters.

All of this seems to be telling Yang Ming some secret from ancient times.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to search around, carefully looking for any more handwriting that could fully restore the truth of the matter.

After spending a long time, Yang Ming finally gave up.

It seems that, apart from the word "corpse", there is no writing left.

"Who left the ruins here? If you want to convey some information to the newcomers, you have to leave something?"

Yang Ming gritted his teeth secretly.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Yang Ming's mind.

If there is anything in this underground cave, it seems to be the coffin on the abandoned ancient altar!

Although it is said that the dead are the most important and it is immoral to uncover the coffin board, but if it is for the revival of the cause of the human race, the other party will definitely understand Yang Ming's difficulties!

The black scorpion followed the winding path all the way to the ancient altar. The thick layer of dust on the ground was dragged by the black scorpion, revealing the dusty inscriptions underneath. It was completely different, more abstract and complicated. Yang Ming just looked down and stopped paying attention to the inscriptions on the altar.

As the saying goes, there is a specialization in the art industry.

In the game of National Games, in addition to combat occupations, there are also life support occupations. Players who specialize in engraving inscriptions will be interested in these, because they can learn a lot of knowledge that is scarce in ancient times.

It's a pity that Yang Ming has never studied inscriptions systematically. This is a rather complicated subject, and it is no more troublesome than computer language. It takes a lot of time and energy to get into it, otherwise it is just a waste of time. .

Among the Rabbit Country University, there are only a few schools that have specially set up majors for this purpose and recruit talents related to inscription literature.

The main reason is that things like inscriptions cannot be converted into combat power in a short period of time, and for the vast majority of human races, such things as inscriptions are basically not used at present, so this makes the major of inscriptions seem particularly useless, even if It is also difficult to find a job after studying.

Yang Ming had no idea that he had missed the most valuable part of the entire ancient altar.

Even the water friends who saw this scene through Yang Ming's live broadcast room, except for a few water friends who majored in inscription literature lamented, most of the water friends were not aware of this problem.

Going straight to the ancient coffin, the black bird straightened its upper body, its huge head drooped, and its vertical snake eyes stared at the coffin in front of it.

The coffin is not gold, not wood, not iron. After a long time, the coffin has not rotted at all, and there is no fungus such as moss growing on it. It is placed in Yang Ming's sight as it was countless years ago. .

"excuse me!"

Yang Ming apologized inwardly, suddenly raised a thick and long snake tail, landed on the coffin lid, and tried to pry open the coffin board.

a bit.

Twice.

three times...

Still not moving!

Yang Ming tried his best, but still couldn't shake the coffin board at all. The whole coffin was one piece, rooted here like a nail. No matter what Yang Ming ordered, it just didn't move, and it was stable.

A trace of astonishment flashed across a pair of vertical snake pupils, and Yang Ming knew very well in his heart that after the body in the world of Wuzang Mountain evolved from a green python to a black gnat, its power attribute has doubled, and it has With an extremely powerful force, even with a flick of his tail, the entire city wall can be pushed down and collapsed by him.

But such a powerful force can't do anything to a mere coffin board!

What is the origin of this coffin!

Yang Ming didn't believe in evil, he opened his bloody mouth wide open, his sharp fangs were exposed in the air, a flash of gorgeous fire burst out of his mouth, and immediately turned into a red flame wrapped in high temperature and spewed out, fiercely Fall on the ancient coffin.

If he didn't do it, he wouldn't stop, Yang Ming simply chose to burn the coffin!

"boom!"

A group of explosive fireworks rose suddenly.

The aftermath comparable to a missile bombing spread in the underground cave, and the entire cave trembled violently. The stone pillars that could be seen everywhere began to crack, and the conical crystals hanging down from the ceiling above the head kept falling down. Come on, shoot pieces of debris on the ground.

The pool of water stirred up by the ground rippled, and circles of lines rippled outward.

As the aftermath of the explosion dissipated, the entire underground cave gradually returned to calm.

When the spreading fire dissipated, what Yang Ming saw was a complete coffin without any damage.

"This……"

Yang Ming was speechless.

Obviously, this coffin has a lot of background.

Perhaps, it's not just a matter of material, but that the coffin was forged by a master, and it may already have a defensive power comparable to a divine weapon!

Use artifacts as coffins? ? ?

Such an extravagant thing, as long as you think about it, you feel outrageous!

And how noble is the identity and status of a corpse loaded with such extravagant gadgets?

Knowing that the treasure mountain is in front, but there is no way to get the treasure, this feeling is not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Yang Ming tried to take out the Zanpakuto from the space capsule. After many rounds of strengthening in the past, Jinghua Shuiyue is already comparable to a demi-magic weapon, with an extremely sharp blade.

The tail curled around the hilt, and the Zanpakudao drew a sharp arc in mid-air, slashing on the coffin continuously.

"Ding ding dong! ding ding dong! ding ding dong..."

Under the slash of the blade, a series of sparks splashed in all directions, making continuous crisp sounds.

Yang Ming felt a strong reaction force coming from the tail of the snake, looked down at the Zanpakuto, and immediately felt a burst of distress.

It turned out that after this series of slashing blows, the edge of the Zanpakuto was actually broken a few times! .Иêt/

You must know that Yang Ming used the mirror, water and moon to deal with the enemy in the past, even when facing the evil god Mother of the Night, there was no damage to the Zanpakuto.

This is because among the additional attributes of Zanpakuto itself, it has the characteristic of not wearing out, so it can remain intact.

But now, dealing with a mere ancient coffin, it was actually broken several times by the reaction force!

It’s just that!

This cannot be measured by common sense at all!

Yang Ming didn't dare to continue chopping with the Zanpakutao, he was afraid that if he continued to hack, his Zanpakutao might really be destroyed, and there would be no place to cry at that time, waiting for this dungeon After the world is completed, he still has to find a way to repair and upgrade Zanpakuto.

Yang Ming stared at the ancient coffin in front of him, secretly gnashing his teeth.

What should I do?

Chapter 348 Take away the ancient coffin

It was the first time Yang Ming encountered such a difficult matter, and the object was a coffin.

The knife kept chopping, the fire couldn't burn, and the headbutting made him dizzy, and there was nothing he could do.

Obviously, the coffin containing the ancient secrets is right in front of you, which is equivalent to a treasure in front of you, but Yang Ming has nothing to do with it, it's like always looking at something empty and crying, this feeling is simply amazing!

The black ass swims clockwise along the ancient altar.

Yang Ming also seemed to have noticed that the inscriptions carved on the ancient altar seemed to be a way to unlock the secret of the coffin.

It took very little time to study, and now Yang Ming feels a little regretful. When he was at the Capital National Defense University, why didn't he take inscription literature in the open online class, but now he can only stare blankly at those inscriptions that look like ghostly symbols, and read everything. don't know.

"Ugh!"

"Could it be that I really want to give up?"

Yang Ming stared straight at the coffin on the ancient altar, somewhat unwilling in his heart.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Yang Ming's mind.

Since he couldn't open the coffin, he could take it away!

The heart is not as good as action!

Soon, Yang Ming tried to move the coffin, and found that it seemed to be integrated into the whole underground cave, no matter how hard he pushed it, it was useless.

"Why don't you just transfer it to the space capsule?"

Yang Ming tried to do it, and found that it was really possible!

"call out!"

In an instant, the ancient coffin disappeared from Yang Ming's eyes and appeared in the space capsule.

Only dead things can be put into the space capsule, which means that even if there is any corpse in the ancient coffin, there is no vitality. It is obvious that after so many years of death, it is completely dead.

This discovery made Yang Ming feel relieved.

Yang Ming checked the space capsule, and Guoyun Game gave a simple information description of this ancient coffin.

Coffin of the Ancients: ? ? ?

Very good, three big question marks, what kind of trouble is this, playing a decryption game?

This is the first time for Yang Ming to see the information description of items given by the National Games game, which also shows that this coffin has a lot of background, and the most valuable thing is the ancient secrets hidden in it. Decryption, maybe it can restore some of the original appearance of the ancient times.

It has to be said that among the heavens and worlds, the secrets about ancient times are all secrets among secrets.

Even Yang Ming used the demigod demon Dowell and the demigod angel Al to make the puppets of the hell way and the god way, and infiltrated into the demon clan and the angel clan respectively, but he couldn't find any sporadic news about the ancient times. It seems that these high-level officials are deliberately blocking these news from leaking out.

After restraining the thoughts in his heart, Yang Ming returned to the ground along the deep and long passage.

Whether this journey was long or short, it seemed to Yang Ming that it had only been half a day, but in fact it had been a full three days.

When Yang Ming walked out of the passage, the sun was still shining outside, and the sunlight cast mottled light spots on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, and there were even unknown beasts wandering nearby, which seemed to be because of the giant beast that died here before. Because of the black bear, it attracted the attention of many predators around, so that just by Yang Ming's casual glance, he saw no less than ten beasts in number, and there were probably not a few predators hiding in the dark.

The corners of the black snake's mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a row of shark-like dense and sharp teeth, which looked extremely intrusive.

"Just right, I've been busy for such a long time, and I feel hungry too!"