Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 291 Changed the world
The vast primeval jungle grows along the long mountains, straddling this land, and it has been unknown for how long it has been.

Even after hundreds of years, thousands of years, and the evolution of countless disasters, this jungle is extremely lucky and tenaciously maintaining a primitive appearance.

Under the tall trees, the low shrubs are like scales clinging to the giant rocks.

Among the green and dark green colors, there are sometimes clusters of laburnums that look like thin golden bells.

Ban Yang crouched slightly and walked down the slightly steep hillside.

The sky is already very dark, and it has only rained here not long ago. The ground is slippery, and the gravel buried between the soil will be easier to loosen than when it is dry.

But Ban Yang, who is tall and tall, has agility and meticulous observation skills that do not match his stature. On this hillside, after only lightly bouncing three times, he has landed safely on the flat ground below the hillside.

For his three jumps, each foot landed on the most stable place in the soil, leaving complete and clear footprints, and the distance between each two footprints definitely exceeded five meters.

When he reached the slightly gentle terrain at the foot of the hill, Ban Yang was not in a hurry to move on, but turned his head to look up the hill.

On the top of the hill, Zhang Yamin, wearing a light green rainproof jacket, walked out from the road opened by Banyang, squatted under a big tree with lush branches, and unfolded a roll of drawings.

"It should be in that direction."

Zhang Yamin stood up, turned a watch strap on his wrist, a red spot of light shot out from the watch, stayed at Ban Yang's feet for a while, and gradually moved from under Ban Yang's feet in a fixed direction.

Ban Yang followed the bright spot and moved a few hundred meters away, and came to an area covered with black mud and rocks.

"Those black ones should be tin ore, which may have slipped out of the mountains before. You can move those ores and see if there are any traces of forest roads decades ago. If there are, it means our road. That’s right, if you walk from here, you can get out of the jungle.”

At a distance of several hundred meters, Zhang Yamin's voice was clearly transmitted to Ban Yang's ears at a normal volume, and only Ban Yang could hear it.

Ban Yang looked down, selected the smallest stone in a low-lying place, bent down and touched the corner with his hands, and pulled it out of the soil.

The weight of the stone is only about two hundred catties, but it is quite laborious to pull it out from the soil.

After removing the stone, a sinkhole appeared on the spot. Ban Yang reached in and dug directly. The soil and gravel were pulled away by his fingers, and soon he touched the bottom flat stone surface.

Ban Yang flexed his knuckles and punched it, the stone surface was cracked, and some debris was caught in his hand. After careful identification, it was a texture different from that of mountain rocks.

"Looks like a highway."

Ban Yang became excited, turned back quickly, jumped up the hillside, and handed the handful of crumbs to Zhang Yamin.

Zhang Yamin pinched some of it with his fingers, identified it, and smiled on his face: "It's concrete."

"These forest roads directly crossed the entire mountainous area more than 50 years ago and connected the metropolises on both sides of the mountain range. As long as we can find one of these roads, it can prove that our direction is generally correct."

More importantly, these places that used to be roads, even if disasters and various changes were encountered later, the mountainous terrain on both sides of the roads is much safer than the depths of the jungle.

You only need to walk along the road in the future, which can save a lot of energy.

Zhang Yamin and Ban Yang returned to the jungle and announced their discovery to the people who were setting up tents and setting up pots to boil water.

Under the shade of the forest, the hundreds of people with their families and their families, their exhausted spirits, have obviously improved.

Some of the younger ones picked up their backpacks, as if they were about to go on the road again.

Zhang Yamin quickly said again: "But it's getting late now, we'd better rest here for the night first, and then leave tomorrow."

The team that decided to escape from their hometown and cross the mountains was originally assembled impromptu, but after getting along for a while, Zhang Yamin and Ban Yang have clearly established their status as leaders.

The part of young people who were about to move was appeased, put down their backpacks, each took out some sprays, and sprayed them in the surrounding jungle.

These sprays can effectively disperse mosquitoes, poisonous snakes and most of the beasts in the jungle. It is said that the smell of these sprays can float five kilometers away, and still retain a deterrent force similar to Tyrannosaurus rex.

But at night, after everyone had already got into the tent, the roaring in the jungle continued one after another, lingering in everyone's ears.

The shrill howling of wolves and the roars of unidentifiable animals were mixed together, the more noisy and frightening it became in the middle of the night.

Ban Yang was not asleep yet, he was going to lead a group of people to watch the night, some of them were sitting around the tents, some of them were walking back and forth non-stop.

After Ban Yang walked around the outermost edge of those tents, he came to Zhang Yamin's tent.

Zhang Yamin hadn't slept yet, squatting outside his tent, leaning his upper body slightly back on the taut tent cloth, looking up at the sky through the gaps between the branches and leaves.

"Where are you looking at the moon?" Ban Yang also squatted down and looked up.

The moonlight is good tonight, and there are several moons shining in the sky.

It is said that when the sky is the best, when you look up, you can see patches of light across the entire night sky, which can illuminate the night land as if it were daytime.

Although today is not such a rare beauty, Ban Yang raised his fingers and counted, at least there is a moon of 12 yuan.

The bigger ones seem to be as big as the whole house, hanging in the sky, shining brightly, and the smallest ones are only the size of a washbasin, a bit like a triangle.

Zhang Yamin laughed when he heard Ban Yang's voice counting the moons: "Did you know? In fact, in the past, such things as twelve moons were regarded as myths and legends."

Ban Yang said: "I know, I am older than you, and I will be 54 in two days. I have read some history books, and they all say that there was only one moon in the sky before. Ah, it was the year I was born. , there is only one moon in the sky."

"Tsk!" He said with some regret, "It's a pity that I don't remember if I saw such a moon when I was born. However, I must have never seen those howling ghosts and wolves in the woods. Maybe they howl like this every day. Because I can't see the full moon."

Zhang Yamin turned his head and looked over, surprised and said: "Did you guess, or have you read idle books on this before?"

Ban Yang was even more surprised: "Really, the moon is so far away, what does it have to do with them? Maybe these beasts are still sentimental."

"Although the moon is far away, it has a great influence on the earth."

Zhang Yamin sighed, "Although the exact cause of the catastrophe-prone period 50 years ago is still unknown, it is obviously closely related to the shattering of the moon. Moreover, changes in the phases of the moon affect the emotions and genes of animals and plants. have some impact."

"Now the beasts in the forest are so ferocious and they all grow so strong. This is the result of genetic selection due to the drastic changes in the moon phase over the past 50 years."

Ban Yang frowned and stroked his stubble: "Is there still such a saying? Will these beasts become more and more powerful in the future?"

"That's not the case. The impact of the drastic change of the moon phase is also limited, and it will be calmed down by nature after all. The changes of those beasts to this extent should be the limit."

Zhang Yamin spoke a little uncertainly, and shook his head, "Oh, I'm not an expert either, and I'm not very clear about the specifics of this kind of thing."

Ban Yang nodded, and changed the subject: "The regime in the north is said to be a global human joint regime, but we have passed, will they not accept it?"

Zhang Yamin thought to himself, I don't know either.

But after thinking for a while, he still said: "No matter what, it's better than the people in Yaye, at least I've never heard that the north will deprive ordinary people of their spiritual power."

"That's right." Ban Yang seemed to have received some comfort, but he couldn't help complaining, "What do you think the leaders of our cities think? Why did they surrender to Yaye?"

Zhang Yamin said: "Maybe they can't help it either."

Ban Yang said bitterly: "If I had agreed to join the coalition regime earlier, maybe there would be no such thing."

The two chatted a few more words, and Zhang Yamin went back to rest in the tent.

After dawn the next day, Zhang Yamin woke up on time and glanced at his watch.

2303年，6月1日，06∶00。

It was six o'clock sharp again, and he had maintained his living habits for many years. Every time he woke up at this o'clock before, he was full of energy.

But when he woke up at this point recently, Zhang Yamin only felt an indescribable irritability in his heart, as if he was getting more and more tired every day.

He touched his face, but he couldn't tell whether it was sweat stains or oily skin. After he got out of the tent and wiped his face with a wet towel, he encouraged himself in his heart.

'I have found the forest road, and in a few days, I will be able to go to the city in the north, and then I will be able to settle down. '

Thinking of this, Zhang Yamin seemed to be able to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, cheered up, and together with Ban Yang directed everyone to put away the tents, and started today's journey.

They walked a few kilometers along the forest road that had been buried by ores and soil, and found that there was no ores on the road ahead, only mud and fallen leaves, and the ground was extremely flat. They couldn't help but rejoice and quicken their pace.

When it was almost noon, suddenly, a series of roaring and cracking sounds came from the forest on the right front.

The blue fireball suddenly expanded, engulfing several towering trees.

The dazzling blue light shone on Zhang Yamin and the others. Hundreds of people, old and young, followed each other with their arms, and stopped in astonishment.

Ban Yang's eyes didn't blink, and a lot of blood shot out suddenly on the surface of the eyeballs.

At that moment, he saw many thin black lines suddenly piercing through the blue fireball.

The scene at this moment was beyond the tolerance of his eyes. When he closed his eyes, he already felt so sore that he had to cover them with his hands.

So he didn't see that the huge blue fireball was punctured by those thin black threads, twisted into a puff of smoke, and shot straight into the sky.

I didn't see a figure wrapped in black threads, flying out from the broken mountain forest, crossing a distance of nearly 2000 meters, and falling in front of it.

Broken leaves flew and black mud splashed everywhere.

The thick golden Zen staff stood upright, holding the Zen staff with a wide palm, slowly got up from the ground, and straightened up.

It was a bald man who was not as strong as a human being, like a monster made of muscles.

The height of the golden Zen staff is more than [-] meters, but this bald head is a head taller than the Zen staff in his hand. The baggy clothes on his body are already torn, and only a little red cloth embroidered with gold thread can be seen. Slip between muscles.

The trousers on his lower body were also torn, leaving only some strips of cloth hanging around his waist, which could not cover anything.

Hundreds of people on the forest road were shocked by the muscles possessed by this man.

Zhang Yamin was shocked by the things that were slowly decelerating and flying around this bald head.

Those black lines.

From being so fast that you can't even see afterimages, to slowing down to the point where you can stare at it with the naked eye, the black matter gathers into round beads.

The surface of the cylinder reflected the sunlight, gathered between the chest and neck of the bald head, forming a string of fist-sized rosary beads.

"Arhat troops..."

Zhang Yamin squeezed out a weak voice from his throat, so low that he couldn't even hear it.

Among the 18 bhikkhu troops owned by the "Eight Leaves", randomly assigning an elite group of ten people can completely prevent Zhang Yamin and his team from seeing any hope of resistance.

And at this moment, what appeared in front of them was actually a member of the Five Hundred Arhats.

Members of the bhikkhu army can only wear silver-white rosary beads on their wrists, and only members of the Arhat army are eligible to wear 48 black rosary beads around their necks.

The characteristics of this attire also represent a clear gap in strength.

The 48 black rosary beads are all made of magnetic solid particles with a diameter of less than ten nanometers, mixed with a base carrier liquid and a surfactant to form a stable colloidal liquid.

That is, ferrofluid.

It can make the magnetic fluid maintain this smooth as jade and firm as steel appearance under normal conditions.

No matter how these rosary beads swing between walking movements, they still maintain the appearance of round beads and will not deform. This is enough to show that the spiritual energy strength of the rosary bead holder has reached a level that can build a stable force field outside the body.

Moreover, every minute and every second, the spiritual energy field is maintained, and the strength does not rise or fall.

24-hour spiritual body protection without dead ends, that's it, Arhat's golden body.

If it is said that a "Supervisor Arhat" belonging to Eight Leaves appeared in front of them, it is not the most terrifying thing.

Then, what was even more frightening was that after the Arhat glanced at the hundreds of people in front of him, he pronounced his sentence in that deep and gentle voice.

"Are there still so many people who want to follow them and flee to the north?"

The Zen staff in his hand hit the ground and made a trembling sound, "You are guilty!"

Ban Yang suddenly opened his eyes. He had closed his eyes just now and couldn't see the other person's expression, but from the voice, he heard something that made his muscles feel cold.

That was a psychic deterrent full of killing intent!

Hundreds of people, old and young, like a group of tiny insects and ants, lost the ability to move under this shock.

"Run!!!"

Zhang Yamin let out a throat-piercing cry, turned his watch, and a beam of distorted light waves was emitted.

Zhang Yamin's psychic development direction is manifested in the control of sound waves.

When this heart-piercing scream was amplified by his watch and reached the highest power, the focused sound waves could punch a hole in a solid concrete wall twenty centimeters thick.

But such a sound wave, before it touched the arhat, was blocked by the spiritual energy field hidden around him all the time.

As soon as Luohan's eyes moved, a rosary bead at the bottom came out and disappeared from Zhang Yamin's sight.

There was only a white light in front of Zhang Yamin's eyes, and his mind was blank.

"It is said in the book that when a person dies, he will see the lantern of his life. It turns out to be a lie..."

Obviously there is only one piece of white.

Eh, no.

There seemed to be something in the white light.

Is a man?
"Damn, what, almost hit my face?"

(End of this chapter)