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This is a huge peak of five kilometers above sea level. From below, you can barely see the expedition team roaring in the cold wind above.

"Why is this expedition climbing this mountain?"

Lan Mu was very confused. He scanned the top of the mountain clearly. Except for an eagle's nest, only snow and rocks were left.

"Shall we go up?" Fang Moqi also saw the expedition at the moment.

Lan Mu said, "Try it."

"We have no clue, we can only find a needle in a haystack. These people are so purposeful, maybe they know something."

The two climbed by bare hands, without the complete equipment of the expedition team, Fang Moqi could climb easily with only an iron pick.

Lan Mu was slightly weaker. Although Zhuye Liquor strengthened his physique, it was also limited.

Seeing Fang Moqi gradually pull him more than ten meters away, Lan Mu immediately turned into an elf.

Although he had altitude sickness after becoming an elf, he was much more relaxed, and he easily caught up with Fang Moqi with his hands and feet.

Wearing a snow suit, he turned into an elf and no one could see the difference.

An hour later, Lan Mu caught up with the expedition team first.

At this moment, the expedition team had arrived at the top of the mountain at 4,600 meters above sea level. There was a relatively flat table surface, and the six people stood there and compared a map to discuss.

"Raleigh, is what your grandfather said true? We have searched for so many years and haven't found the temple." A blond man said.

The man known as Leily firmly believed: "My grandfather is absolutely not wrong, he must have seen the temple with his own eyes!"

"Look at the map your grandfather drew. This kind of crude painting sketched by impression only 80 years ago is not enough for us to find the mountain with the temple!" A man of Indian descent said. Complained while looking at the map.

Reilly bit his lip and said: "It is marked here that you will see a five-kilometer-high mountain peak from Yalula wrong to the southwest. On the top of the mountain, where the sun is shining, there will be a temple on it. Inhabited by golden birds."

"The mountain below our feet meets all the requirements, but...Where is the temple?"

The six were very frustrated. They couldn't find a mountain that fits the map better than here.

"Chang!"

Just when they were at a loss. An iron pick came up. Immediately after a man in a snow suit turned over, it was Lan Mu.

"Ah!" The six people were startled. They never expected that someone would come to the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

"Hey, you seem to be looking for a temple?" Lan Mu hung the iron pickaxe around his waist. Walked over generously.

The six were on guard, and some of them touched the ****** in the back of the waist.

"How did you know?" Lei Li said with an ugly face.

Lan Mubai glanced at it and said, "You said so loudly. I don't think it would be difficult to hear it."

The wind was blowing so hard that most people could not hear it, but Lan Mu's mental power was always locked to six people. So it sounds clear.

"What else do you know?" The six asked, putting away the map.

Lan Mu wanted to see their map. It's useless to hide it anywhere, but I have to say that the map is really ugly. Just like a child's graffiti, the lines are simple and messy. Under the complex terrain of the Himalayas, how can such simple lines express clearly the information it contains?

"Don't be nervous. I want to ask what is going on in the temple? How can there be a temple in this deep mountain?"

The six people looked at each other. Among them, the Indian man said unceremoniously: "Why are we telling you?"

At this moment, Fang Moqi finally climbed up. He took a few breaths and walked over to look at Lan Mu in surprise.

"You are so fast..."

Lei Li saw Fang Moqi exclaimed: "Extreme Hunter! Sugarman..."

Sugarman is Fang Moqi's English name. Fang Moqi glanced at him and said, "Oh, it's you..."

Lan Mu was surprised: "Do you know each other?"

Fang Moqi explained: "Well, his name is Lei Li, and he is also one of the world's best hunters and explorers."

"Which one of you are good?" Lan Mu asked deliberately, actually he knew that Fang Moqi was stronger.

Unexpectedly, Fang Moqi thought for a while and said: "This is nothing comparable. I prefer hunters. He is more like an explorer, who specializes in searching for monuments and legends."

"It turns out that you are here, without any equipment. It's really your style..." Lei Li seemed to have a good relationship with Fang Moqi, and said with a smile.

The two have known each other for four or five years, and they are considered old acquaintances. So in Fang Moqi's face, Lei Li shared information about the temple.

"Many people have found a temple in the Snowy Mountains. Rumor has it that there are inexplicable treasures in the temple. As early as 1842, the greatest explorer of the nineteenth century, Foma Tenyd, began to look for that place. For this reason He gained countless wealth in Tibet, but he never gave up tracing the temple until he finally died in the snow-capped mountains in Tibet in 1866."

"With his death, the information about the Snow Mountain Temple should have been hidden in the Snow Mountain forever, but in 1914, one of his expedition notes was found. Among those who found his notes at that time was my grandfather. My grandfather I will continue to search for the Snow Mountain Temple based on notes and maps with some other people. For more than ten years, the people who searched with my grandfather have either died or disappeared in the Snow Mountain."

"About eighty years ago, my grandfather finally found a temple in the snow-capped mountains. Everyone who was with him entered the temple. At that time, my grandfather missed the opportunity to enter the temple because he slipped and rolled down the mountain. He waited for him to find a temple. When I returned, the temple was no longer there."

"He thought he had remembered the wrong place, so he recorded the location of the snow-capped mountain. However...it was this mountain, we searched for it and we didn't find the temple. And all the people who entered the temple back then did not Appeared."

After listening to Lei Li's explanation, Lan Mu shook his head. He could be sure that there were no temples in the entire mountain, and the mental power scan even found the interior of the mountain, but there was no temple at all.

"Perhaps it is covered by heavy snow, we are going to use a metal detector to find it again." The blond said.

Raleigh nodded, seemingly planning to do the same.

Seeing that they refused to give up looking for it, Lan Mu reminded him out of kindness: "Don't look for it. There is no temple on this mountain."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you here just to see our jokes?" The Indian man said uncomfortably.

Others also showed their dislike, these people are for the temple. They have spent many years of youth for this. Especially Lei Li, his generations of explorers, three generations of his grandparents have spent their entire lives searching for the Snow Mountain Temple.

Lan Mu hurriedly shut up, since these people couldn't listen. He doesn't need to say more.

He probably had a guess in his heart: The temple is the entrance to Shambhala.

The grandparents of Lei Li's family have been looking for the temple for three generations, since his grandfather did see the temple. Explain that it is real.

The temple and Shambhala have the same characteristics, that is, to make people disappear, and those who enter never come out again.

Lan Mu meditated. He didn't believe that Raleigh's grandfather was an idiot and would remember the location of the temple incorrectly. Even if I remember it wrong, it is impossible for the next two generations to spend eighty years without finding the temple!

With his experience of so many supernatural events. There is only one explanation, the temple itself will disappear.

The temple is in a state of disappearing most of the time. Even if you find a broken head, if it doesn't exist, you can't find it.

Lan Mu combined past dynasties to find the missing location of Shambhala. The missing positions of the expeditions of the two major organizations are erratic. There have been instances of disappearance of exploratory teams in Bhutan and China, no matter on the mountain or under the mountain.

It can basically be concluded that the entrance of Shambhala appears irregularly in this mountainous area, appearing as a temple for a short time.

Whether you are looking for a temple or Shambhala, when you see a peculiar temple in the snow-capped mountains, your first reaction is definitely to go inside.

However, all those who entered never came out again, and disappeared with the temple.

...

Lan Mu repaired on the snow-capped mountain all night, and left the mountain with Fang Moqi the next morning and searched for other areas.

On the road, Lan Mu told Fang Moqi his guess. Fang Moqi was a little unwilling to believe the ability of the temple to disappear and appear randomly, but after experiencing the time of the Lich in the Golden City, he was not unable to accept supernatural events.

"So, we are going to try our luck? Wandering around, waiting for the temple to randomly appear near us?" Fang Moqi said silently.

Although Fang Moqi had been here before, he didn't see it with his own eyes when his teammates disappeared. Naturally, he didn't know if there really was a temple.

Lan Mu said: "There is no other way. If the entrance is not changing, we can definitely find that there is only this explanation."

In the next few days, the two of them wandered in the mountains. Is there a ten-meter difference between Lan Mu and Fang Moqi?

Because it is possible to transform at any time, it should be considered safe to maintain this distance, otherwise what to do if you become a super giant and crush Fang Moqi to death.

It only took five days to transform into a fat Ding. Lan Mu guessed that the length of time between the transformations was related to the talent of the race. The greater the potential, the longer the interval.

The longest interval so far is the 11 days of the Balrog. In other words, the Balrog is the strongest creature he has become.

Counting it all, seven days have passed since the interval period. On that night, Lan Mu was lying on a big rock to rest, and suddenly his body trembled, and the previously selected blue transformation appeared.

Once again, the body shrank rapidly, and Lan Mu secretly said that it was not good. Could it be that it became another Pokémon?

Self-scanning mentally, his golden hair, slender tail, and 25 cm long body is exactly a golden mouse.

Apart from a gorgeous golden retriever, this mouse has no magic. It looks small, weak, and unremarkable.

"Golden Retriever Rat? The strength is not weak...The physique is far superior to ordinary mice."

Suddenly he stood up and punched a set of punches like a human being. This mouse has agile hands and feet and punches in a decent manner.

Seeing Fang Moqi looking back, Lan Mu hurriedly twisted and got into the snowdrift, covered in ice and snow and didn't feel the cold.

You know it's minus forty degrees right now, and not many animals can survive this extreme environment intact.

"Is it the ability of golden retrievers to adapt to extreme environments?"

Usually the transformation will not be an ordinary animal, it must have supernatural talents.

Lan Mu speculates that golden retrievers can adapt to a variety of extreme environments, such as deserts, snowy areas, and plateaus.

After all, even the elves have altitude sickness, but the Golden Retriever rat walks on the ground like a flat ground. Among the snowy peaks of this mountain, it seems to be at ease in a plain city.

"Is it just adaptable?" Just when Lan Mu was a little disappointed~lightnovelpub.net~ His soybean-sized mouse eyes suddenly lit up, and his golden hair trembled with excitement.

An instinctive impulse spread through him, Lan Mu suddenly headed in one direction, and flew away excitedly in the snow.

"There's a baby! Big Secret Treasure!"

"Not far! About ten kilometers!"

This is a natural induction, as if the location of the treasure had been branded in his mind.

Not only ten kilometers away, he also vaguely noticed that in all directions, thousands of miles away, there are many treasures that attract him.

Those breaths seemed to be starlight in my mind, densely packed with hundreds of thousands!

"Understood, I can sense all the treasures in the world..."

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