National Games Forbidden Land: Obtain the strongest exploration system at the beginning

The reason why Wu Daozi can be called the saint of painting is by no means as simple as imagined.

In particular, he was also a Taoist priest and worshiped the Tao of the Heavenly Master, and the pictures of gods and demons he drew were said to have incredible utility.

At that time, it was rumored that countless people did not hesitate to spend money, just to seek pictures and scrolls to drive away ghosts and evil spirits.

Slowly unfolding the calligraphy and painting, an iron-faced and strange-looking strange man jumped on the paper, I don't know if it was an illusion, the moment he saw it, Ling Feng actually had an inexplicable palpitation.

Especially the Faqiu Tianguan Seal, trembling slightly, and the blood-colored streamer was constantly surging.

"Is this Daotu?"

Ling Feng frowned slightly, a little surprised.

This was the second time he had seen it since he got the seal of Faqiu Tianguan, and this was such a strange situation, or the evil aura was completely restrained.

After thinking about it for a while, the only possibility he could think of was that Dao Tu said that

the Dao technique was integrated into calligraphy and painting.

This kind of picture scroll is called a road map.

Daotu is extremely rare, he has only heard of it, but he didn't expect to see a pair here at this moment, which is really meaningful.

What surprised him even more was that the cross bell was extremely well preserved, except for a few wrinkles at the scroll, there was no trace of moth-eaten rot in other places.

Perhaps you can use this map to find the door to enter the road.

This is Ling Feng's greatest purpose.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, he stretched out his hand and brushed it over the calligraphy and painting, and the Daotu was instantly put away.

After he's done that.

The crowd was still in a state of extreme madness.

Zhang Qiling is relatively calm, but he can also know from his brows that his heart is actually far less calm than his face.

In addition to him, there was another figure that caught Ling Feng's attention.

Lin Yun stood in front of a pile of gold artifacts, his face was blank, his hands were clenched, his shoulders were shaking badly, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that was so thick that he couldn't disperse.

Walking up to him, there were several corpses curled up in a pile of artifacts, some of which had become dry bones, and it seemed that they had been dead for a long time.

It's close to the crater, the air is dry, and the bones are well preserved.

Most of them were dressed in old-fashioned hiking suits, except for one corpse, wearing felt jackets, fingers thicker than the others, and a hunting knife hanging from their waists.

Ling Feng suddenly understood.

This is supposed to be his father's corpse.

"Condolences.

Ling Feng patted him on the shoulder and whispered a word of comfort.

"I'm fine......"

Lin Yun smiled reluctantly and shook his head.

Seeing that the two of them stayed where they were, Ye Chen and the others also walked over, and saw the corpses at a glance, Monk Hua frowned.

"Mountaineering script, special clothes made by the program team, this is an explorer like us?".

As soon as he said this, the others suddenly became a little unstable.

Looking at these corpses, you know that they have been dead for many years, so doesn't that mean that someone in the Heavenly Palace has already come in?

Ye Chen reacted the fastest, a touch of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he rushed to Lin Yun in the blink of an eye, his thick palm grabbed his throat, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"Say... Who the fuck are you?".

"Who are these people!".

This scene happened so suddenly that even Ling Feng was slightly startled for a moment.

He didn't expect Ye Chen to have such a big reaction.

When I looked sideways, I saw his gloomy face at a glance.

Lin Yun's height of more than one meter and seven meters, coupled with the physique he had trained as a soldier in the army, he had no power to resist in Ye Chen's hands.

In just a few moments, his face turned red, and there was a tendency to suffocate obviously.

Seeing this change, several guys drew their knives one after another and surrounded them.

"Ye Chen, I already knew that there was something wrong with this kid, and he was more calm than Lao Tzu when he went to the tomb, maybe it was a ghost or not.

Shen Jiang also stared at Lin Yun with a sneer.

It stands to reason that he is just a martial arts master, even if he has been a soldier, but his performance along the way is too weird.

It's even calmer than those of them who are used to seeing the dead.

"Put... Let me go.

Lin Yun had difficulty breathing and tried to break free from it, but unfortunately Ye Chen's hands were like iron tongs, and he couldn't shake them at all.

"Say, who are you, and what do you know?".

Ye Chen still had a calm face and shouted coldly.

"That's his father.

At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Chen turned his head and looked at Ling Feng in disbelief: "This corpse is his father?" "

If the words on this are correct, ten years ago, there was an explorer like us who visited Genting Heavenly Palace!".

Ling Feng flipped through the notebook in his hand before speaking.

Hearing his words, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed.

As if thinking of something, he let go of Lin Yun and took the diary from Ye Chen's hand, with a rare trace of nervousness and apprehension in his eyes.

On September 3rd, heavy snowfall.

Today's weather is very bad, we encountered a snow disaster that we have seen once in more than ten years, and the road up the mountain has been blocked, so we can only decide to rest in Hedong Yingzi to avoid the snow storm.

September 11, fine.

When the sky finally cleared, we found a guide in the village who could take us to the Five Sacred Snow Mountains, and the expedition set off, hoping to find the Heavenly Palace smoothly.

September 14, cloudy.

Finally arrived at Wusheng Mountain, but unfortunately the road was difficult, Lin Chong injured his right leg, and he didn't know if he could find the entrance to the Heavenly Palace

on September 17, yin.

It was almost a week of cloudy skies, and the guide said it was a precursor to a snowstorm, but unfortunately we still couldn't find the entrance.

September 27, unknown.

On the fourth day of entering the Heavenly Palace, Du Chong died, at the hands of a strange bird, a monster I had never seen before... Heavenly Palace, maybe it's not as simple as I imagined.

September 30, unknown.

Li Jiandong also died, everyone fell into endless panic, and I was also a little confused, was it right or wrong to choose to enter the Heavenly Palace?

October 5, unknown.

Ho Ni is dead... I couldn't save her, maybe she would hate me for the rest of her life, if I hadn't brought her to the Heavenly Palace, she wouldn't have died.

October 17, unknown.

It's been a few days since I've been trapped, and I don't know that I'm running out of food, and I'm probably going to die soon, and I'm probably going to die soon.

October 19th, the last known.

The food is gone, I'm going to find a way out, maybe I'll die tomorrow, will anyone find my body later?

The words in the notebook came to an abrupt halt.

After the 19th, there was no record, and it should be that the owner of the notebook went out to find a way out.

After reading it, Ye Chen's face showed a

sickly paleness, and the hand holding the notebook trembled terribly.

This was left by Ye Yurou.

His sister.

Ten years ago, she secretly referred to the forbidden land program alone, and came to Changbai Mountain with a team of fifty people, and then there was no trace, as if the world had evaporated.

It was the first time in many years that he had heard of his sister.

Before entering the Heavenly Palace, she still had fantasies, and her words were full of confidence, but the more she went to the back, the only thing she revealed in her diary was powerlessness and pessimism.

Especially after going down to the tomb, staying in the dark underground world, even the weather cannot be known, and the members of the expedition team die one by one.

Despair has always hung over her.

In the end, food and water sources entered a state of extreme scarcity, and she had to leave to find a way out, what happened in the end, Ye Chen didn't dare to think about it at all.

He was afraid that what he heard was the news of Lin Yurou's death.

Holding the diary tightly, Ye Chen had a deep sense of weakness for the first time, he was no longer the gangster boss in H City, and he couldn't grasp everything.

The only thing that made him feel a little reassuring was that at least his sister was not among these corpses, so there was still hope.

"Ye Chen!"

After a long time, Shen Jiang asked carefully.