Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"Are you... sure you want to know? That kind of thing is not something that humans can understand and solve."

Looking at Tang San, who was indifferent, Old Jie couldn't help asking.

Although Wang Ming was guiding him in everything he did, he was more eager to resolve all this than anyone else. But even if the well-known Agent Tang appeared in front of him, he still felt the distrust and panic from his heart.

Maybe Old Jair didn't realize it himself, he himself didn't believe that anyone could solve the matter.

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Old Jyer who was agitated in vain, and the lavender halo was fleeting. He did find a trace of anomaly in Old Jell. It is too exaggerated to say that it is pollution, and it is more like the mania caused by mental distortion after seeing a certain mental pollution monster.

It seems that this place is not so simple.

After making a decision in his heart, the palm he placed on the table tapped the table lightly. At the same time as the dull percussion sounded, Tang San said, "If you don't say what happened, how can I know if I can solve it? Woolen cloth?"

"Old sir, now please tell me everything in every detail."

After Tang San knocked on the tabletop, Old Jyer, who was inexplicably excited on the side, lifted his spirits, and immediately broke away from that emotion. As an experienced hunter and also a great soul master, he naturally found that his previous state was not very normal.

So, after his emotions returned to stability, he glanced at Tang San beside him with a complex expression, and sighed: "If it were you...maybe it could really solve all of this."

Listening to the other party's praise, Tang San did not speak, but silently opened the recording soul guide on the button.

Sure enough, after drinking a few sips of ale, with this slightly drunken energy, Old Jell began to gradually tell what he saw:

"I have drunk too much these days. I can't remember the exact time... but I can't remember more than 20 days at most. At that time, I was still hunting in the mountains..."

This small town is called Luming Town, and the small mountain beside it is called Luming Mountain. Legend has it that tens of thousands of years ago, a cataclysm occurred in the Douluo Continent. Countless humans, soul beasts, and plants died in this cataclysm, and even the landforms were changed because of it.

At that time, Luming Mountain had no name, and it was just an ordinary hill. But one day the sky fire fell and fell into the mountains, roasting the ground for hundreds of miles into a dead place.

After that, the creatures near this mountain range were burnt, neither humans nor other creatures existed.

Near the mountains, a **** deer pitying the people is not easy, came to the current top of Luming Mountain, and screamed to the sky. After that, the green brilliance spread to the earth, countless green plants rose from the ground, and the mountains regained their vitality.

In order to commemorate which sacred deer, the surviving humans call this mountain Luming Mountain.

Of course, the legend is just a legend, the old hunter Jair never took these things to heart. For him, the deer herd on the mountain and the rare deer-shaped soul beasts are the best treasures, countless food and ale.

Twenty days ago, Old Jyer was carrying his tattered big bow, lying in ambush near the water in the mountains, waiting for the deer to drink. Although the attack form of the Soul Guidance Device is gradually becoming popular, and some projectile launchers that ordinary people can use have also been brought here by the adults of the Wu Soul Hall, Old Jyer still believes in the guy in his hand more.

After all, the soul master was originally the most unscientific existence in the world. After changing the bowstring and repairing and using it again and again, Old Jyer had already been in contact with the longbow in his hand. Coupled with his own boosting spirit ability, to a certain extent, it is not weaker than the spirit master of the same level of the power attack system.

The long wait finally came to fruition. In a world with spirit power, the meat of these beasts, which are not soul beasts, became better, but they were also countless times more cunning. If you didn't lie in ambush here early, I'm afraid these spirit-stimulating guys would find it wrong.

In that case, old Jer's ale would leave him in a few days.

Just as Old Jer slowly drew out his arrow feathers and was about to bend his bow to shoot, a bright color in the sky flashed away.

The color was so bright and so peculiar. Old Jyer had lived for so long and had never seen such a peculiar color. If it were not for his lack of knowledge, he would even suspect that this was not the color that would be produced on the Douluo Continent.

Old Jer, who was dumbfounded, naturally didn't notice that the deer that had gathered were also frightened by the color in the sky, and screamed and scattered.

When Old Jal was awakened by the sound of deer, nothing was left in place except the chaotic hoof prints.

"Damn it!"

Climbing up from the grass nest on the top of the mountain, Old Jer threw his arrow feathers to the ground angrily. Realizing that there will be no more gains today, he lied back to the grass nest in desperation, and fixedly looked at the colors across the sky.

There is no doubt that it was a meteor. Under the gravity of Douluo star, the meteor fell from the sky and hit another mountain heavily. In the loud noise, billowing smoke rose into the sky, bringing up large swarms of birds.

Looking at the place where the smoke and dust rose, Old Jyer suddenly sat up and pondered for a moment. After all, he couldn't restrain the curiosity in his heart, and walked towards the place where the meteorite fell.

"I'm thinking now, if I hadn't passed by then, I'm afraid there will be no later things happen..."

At this point, Old Agere took a few more sips of ale, and his eyes became hazy again.

"In that case, you might not even understand death."

Tang San was unconvinced, he was still comparing the meteorite in Old Jie's mouth with the mental pollution monsters in his mind, hoping to get some information.

Unfortunately, nothing was achieved.

"You are right."

There was a moment of silence, and Old Jyre gave a wry smile, and continued to tell while drinking ale.

"I came there, but it's not far. The distance between the two mountains may be difficult for ordinary people to cross, but it is commonplace for me."

"After walking for about two hours, I quickly rushed to the place where the meteorite fell. There... there..."

"The ground there seems to be scorched...no, it's not scorched, it's like the vitality is sucked away by something. In a not deep pit, I saw...I saw... …"

Old Jyer's emotions became agitated again, he waved the ale in his hand, and the pale yellow liquor spilled out, soaking his coat and hair.

At this time, Tang San couldn't restrain Old Jyer's emotions, so he could only smooth his mood swings as much as possible. In his shining purple eyes, the crazy old Jer opened his eyes wide and roared:

"That's... that's... that's among the stars, that's a color that can never appear in the world!"