breath of the dead.

Chapter 2347 Mount Rushmore (Additional updates, please subscribe)
Outside Mount Rushmore, an evil coffin rushed out from the black smoke.

As soon as they stopped, the children wrapped in black smoke rolled to the ground.

No matter how strong these children are, the speed of the evil coffin is too fast for them.

The most important thing is that they were wrapped in the black smoke of the evil coffin and were not sitting on the evil coffin. There was really nothing to protect them along the way.

After being put down, the children started vomiting violently on the spot.

Gu Xi immediately looked at Mount Rushmore in front of him.

This place, which is regarded as the clan land and sacred mountain by Wutan, is actually not very big and is not very noticeable among the nearby mountains.

When walking along the way just now, Gu Xi saw mountains of pure gold, mountains that were so tall that they almost reached the sky, and mountains that were full of vitality.

Any mountain would be more gorgeous than the one before you.

The Mount Rushmore in front of us is just a gray, inconspicuous stone mountain. There is nothing attractive from the foot to the top of the mountain.

If I have to say it, it might be that there are several places with obvious caves on this mountain.

Standing at this angle, Gu Xi switched the sight of the Huangquan Dragon Robe and the Mingling Flower, but could not see anything different about the mountain in front of him.

Even the nearby ley lines do not pass through the foot of this mountain.

"Is this right here?"

Gu Xi asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"right here."

Wu Tan said with certainty, "Look over there, at the foot of the mountain is our Rainbow Terrace. Everyone will pass by there before and after death. Our dreams all lead to here."

As Wu Tan spoke, he took the initiative to walk ahead.

Gu Xi thought about it and quickly followed.

Because of the change in angle, Gu Xi suddenly discovered that Mount Rushmore in front of him seemed to have changed a little.

He pointed at the mountain from this angle and said.

"Perhaps you are right."

"Oh, did you see anything?"

Wu Tan looked at Gu Xi with some confusion.

“I stood where I had just stopped and looked at this mountain, which seemed ordinary.

But if you look at it from another angle, this mountain is really different.

According to Feng Shui, this is a place to calm souls and gather yin.

It is a good Feng Shui spot.”

After all, Gu Xi had studied the art of feng shui for graves.

I didn’t notice anything before, but it’s different now.

Gu Xi in front of him was still giving instructions.

“Look at the shape of this mountain, this is the momentum of the rising Yin energy to bless future generations.

The location below the cave is what you call an ancestral tomb, right? It is considered to be an extremely good feng shui location. In that location, future generations can be guaranteed a good harvest and have no worries about food and drink."

"That is the ancestral tomb of the Green Feather Crown. No, you really know how to read these."

Wu Tan looked at Gu Xi in surprise.

"Of course, I've known it since the beginning, what's the matter?"

"No, it's nothing."

Wu Tan couldn't say that he initially thought Gu Xi was just a warrior who only knew how to fight and kill.

Nowadays, Wu Tan is finding it increasingly difficult to understand Gu Xi.

In his eyes, Gu Xi became more and more mysterious. He seemed to know a lot of things and possess many abilities that he did not have.

All of a sudden, Gu Xi's status in Wu Tan's heart was directly improved.

If Gu Xi didn't look obviously different from the people of the Yuguan tribe, he would have thought that Gu Xi was a god who came to help them.

At this time, Wu Tan's movements in leading the way were obviously much faster. Gu Xi observed Mount Rushmore in front of him from different angles.

And every time the angle changed, Gu Xi would give Wu Tan some pointers.

Although Wu Tan didn't quite understand what he heard, he knew that Mount Rushmore was quite good.

As for what is good, it is good for the dead and for future generations.

Soon they arrived at the Rainbow Terrace, and Wu Tan suddenly asked a question.

"Mr. Gu, if... I mean, if all of our Feather Crown Clan died, would Mount Rushmore still exist?"

Gu Xi was silent for a moment. Although he had only come to this game world three times, he also knew the living environment of the Yuguan people.

It can be said that the Feather Crown Clan was already doomed at the previous time points.

Now the remaining members of the Feather Crown Tribe are just struggling to survive.

Think about it, the three key Feather Crown tribes were wiped out, and only the twenty or so children outside the Black Feather Crown were left.

This also explains the current situation of the Feather Crown Clan.

I think within a few years, there will be no more members of the Feather Crown Tribe on this continent.

What Wu Tan is worried about is likely to happen.

"It will stay. Even if you are all destroyed, this mountain will remain."

Facing Wu Tan's question, Gu Xi thought for a moment before answering, "By then, your ancestors and even you will be protected by this mountain. One day, you will become the spirits of this land again."

“What if Mount Rushmore is gone?”

Wu Tan asked again.

"Your ancestors will transform into spirits and return to this land ahead of time.

But I am worried because no one has been worshipping the ancestors for a long time and there are no descendants.

They could bring disaster when they return to the land.

This disaster may be a strong wind, a wildfire, or a flood. Anyway, if this mountain is gone, this land will never be as peaceful as it is now. "

"Ah, are you sure?"

Wu Tan's eyes lit up, and his voice became a little nervous when he asked the question.

“It is certain that this mountain is your ancestral vein, and it also suppresses everything on this continent. If you are really gone and this mountain is destroyed, the possibility that they will directly destroy this continent is quite high.

After all, in the eyes of your ancestors' souls, my descendants are gone, and my homeland is occupied by my enemies, so what does it matter if it is destroyed?"

Gu Xi said calmly.

Wu Tan reacted and said, yes, his previous question was, what would happen in the end if they were all killed and Mount Rushmore was destroyed.

Hadn't he already guessed this outcome?

"Why, you've prepared for the worst?"

Seeing Wu Tan's silence, Gu Xi asked.

“Yes, I have no other choice this time, so I decided to take a gamble.

I really don’t know what my final fate will be. Maybe I will die, and what I get may not guarantee that the remaining children can survive.

The Black Feather Crown Clan can return to their original level.

I’m really a little scared.”

Looking at Wu Tan like this, Gu Xi fell silent.

Although Wutan has always said that he is the high priest of the Black Feather Crown, he is really just a child.

Gu Xi thought for a moment, then took out a contract scroll and handed it to Wu Tan.

“Some roads can only be walked by yourself, and no one else can walk them for you.

Take this, and when you lose the bet, you may have another chance to turn the tables."

(End of this chapter)