The Great World

Yan Moyuan took the core in his hand.

It looks like a large glass bead, about the size of a dove egg, with a flowing red liquid inside.

In the hand, the skin can really feel the warmth and the flow of the vast sea.

The sense of flow is naturally the source of it.

Because it cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, it cannot be put into the system.

In this wilderness, Zhang Jian didn't want to use the system to merge with Huohuo now.

In the system panel, there is a column for inheritance.

You can increase the success rate of the inheritance technique through points.

Zhang Jian hasn't used this feature before, and he almost forgot.

Now that I think about it, I have to think about it when I go back.

Because it has not been used, I don’t know how many points it costs.

But I have more than a thousand points, which should be enough.

Even if it is the Scarlet Flame Brand, it is not a secret technique level, and it shouldn't consume too many points.

Thinking, the slave soldiers have come from somewhere.

The slave soldier had a weird face and said, holding the Dragon Spear, "Boss, I found a weird place over there."

Zhang Jian looked up, and the place that could make the slave soldiers feel strange, could it be that it was a special place like the ancient battlefield.

In my impression, the meteorite mountain range is unremarkable, there is no special place, and the association does not include major events in it.

"Why is it weird?"

The slave soldier meditated for two seconds and quickly organized the language to express it.

"Standing on the ground, I can feel a peculiar energy breathing below.

just like……"

"It's like a person sleeping underground."

Zhang Jian murmured: "Sleeping? Underground?"

He suddenly felt familiar, especially familiar.

In the midst of it, I seem to have seen this statement somewhere.

He stood still thinking.

I have read too many books, and it takes a lot of effort and time to find it from the vast ocean of knowledge.

A flash of inspiration.

Zhang Jian clapped his palms.

"I remembered."

Not easy, too much knowledge can sometimes become an obstacle.

"The one you meet should guard the source beast.

The guardian beast of the Meteorite Mountain Range is an alien meteorite.

It's called a meteorite.

The guardian source beast is in his territory, it can escape into the ground to sleep.

When sleeping, the region will also inject pure source power into the guardian source beast to provide him with cultivation. "

Zhang Jian looked at Slaves unexpectedly, "Slaves, you now have one more function.

Explore the sleeping guardian source beast! "

The slave soldier made a smile.

This ability does not seem to have much effect.

Zhang Jian asked the slave soldiers in detail about the details at the time to determine the limits of the slave soldiers' induction.

According to the description of the slave soldiers.

The guardian source beast can only feel it when it absorbs the regional supply source power, and the slave soldiers have to stand on top of the guardian source beast. Once they leave the body of the guardian source beast, they will not be able to feel it.

If the guardian source beast stops absorbing the regional supply source power, the slave soldiers will not be able to feel it.

Because in that place, the meteorite seemed to absorb the source force with a breath, and there was a partition in the middle.

In short, if the guardian source beast is only asleep, the slave soldiers cannot feel it.

"It's just that I can't provoke the guardian source beast again." Zhang Jian smiled to himself.

The purpose of this trip has been basically completed. If you explore the meteorite mountain range, you can set off and return, and your success is complete.

...

It's getting late.

The horizon is dim in the distance.

Meteorite Town.

After the battle, Zhang Jian and Fengchen came to Meteorite Town.

He has booked a private room here for three days in advance.

Said it was a reservation, and he paid the rent in person when he passed by.

Originally, there were a series of rental services on the Internet.

But with the loneliness of the Meteorite Mountains, Meteorite Town is far less prosperous than before.

Moreover, because of the large number of beast masters and few ordinary people, no roads were built.

Once the heat was gone, Meteorite Town was beaten back to its original form, and it was still a small town almost isolated from the world.

Only people who pass by occasionally lament that time flies.

Zhang Jian rented an old woman's house.

Meteorite Town is mostly dominated by the elderly, and most of the young people leave their hometowns to develop in the prosperous and charming cities.

Although there are no young people, the old people in the town are not yet immobile.

The skin of the house will be refreshed in the first half of the year, and even for elderly people with limited mobility, they will not charge money to help.

Neighbors and outsiders don’t talk about money much.

At first, when Zhang Jian came here to rent a house, the old woman didn't even charge him.

Zhang Jian naturally couldn't fail to give the money, and the old woman only accepted it after repeated rhetoric.

The room is bright and clean, with all kinds of facilities.

The weather in early February was still relatively cold.

Even the daytime temperature is only about ten degrees.

In the Meteorite Mountains, the temperature in the mountains feels slightly hot because of the residual temperature emitted by the meteorites.

Zhang Jian is now wearing a thin black cotton-padded jacket, which is just right.

The old woman is seventy years old this year, with gray hair.

His wife died young, and there was a son who was still going out to develop, and said that she would be picked up, but the old woman was unwilling.

Having lived in Meteorite for a lifetime, she was familiar with the place, but when she went to a big city, she felt uncomfortable all over her body.

The old mother and son had no choice but to give up.

At the same time, the number of returns each year is gradually decreasing.

"Xiao Zhang, have you eaten yet?

Let's eat together. "

The old woman crouched on her waist and knocked on Zhang Jian's door, her face covered with wind and frost and wrinkles plowed her way out, her fingers were swollen, and her clothes looked bloated.

Zhang Jian pushed open the door, and walked out with a smile: "Thank you."

The old woman does not charge for food, but Zhang Jian has made up his mind to leave a certain amount of money for the old woman when he leaves.

Fortunately, every time Zhang Jian puts some cash in the small black space, in case of emergency.

Just like this situation is very necessary now, this old and old town cannot keep up with the trend, and mobile payment is not popular.

"Good, good." The old woman turned around, and Zhang Jian followed behind her.

The old woman didn't have that decadent and unpleasant smell, instead she had a long scent of sandalwood.

Zhang Jian saw that the old woman was a believer of a certain faith, but he didn't care about it either.

He never believed in gods and Buddha, only in himself.

The smell of sandalwood still smells good.

The meals are simple and unpretentious.

They are all home cooking.

One seasonal vegetable, egg, celery, white rice.

Zhang Jian is not picky about food. Sometimes he is not able to grasp the heat because of the source animal materials used in cooking in the wild.

The meat of the source beast is different from ordinary poultry because of its source power.

Like chicken soup, it usually takes about half an hour.

And if you use flame chicken to cook the soup, you need to cook it in a pressure cooker for an hour or two, so that you can take a bite of the meat and get rid of the bone directly.

The old woman asked with concern, "How is it, Xiao Zhang, are you not in danger in the Meteorite Mountains?"

Zhang Jian quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile, "No, it's safe."

"That's good, that's good, safety is the most important thing." The old woman also laughed, her eyes almost narrowed.

The old woman remembered the time before, and she couldn't help but express her feelings.

"Before, when it was still lively here, people came back from the Meteorite Mountains every day.

There were several young men covered in blood and broken arms.

It really scared us to death.

Get old and old. "

Zhang Jian listened quietly, nodding his head to say yes from time to time.

The old woman's chat box was opened, and she couldn't stop immediately.

Xuxu talked to Zhang Jian about the appearance of the town in the past.