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Fang Moqi was walking in front of him, and when he turned his head, he was taken aback.

"Huh? Lan Mu! How about you?"

He was taken aback, and ran back two steps, seeing the foot prints on the snow that stopped abruptly.

The snow layer is deep, and every step will sink deep into it, and the footprints representing Lan Mu stayed ten meters behind him, as if a person had disappeared out of thin air.

"How come? You...you are also missing?"

Missing! The most central point of the Shambhala legend.

Fang Moqi's face was anxious, his mind was blank.

"How the **** did it disappear? A big living person like yours just disappeared like that?"

Fang Moqi searched the neighborhood for a long time, but found nothing, and finally walked in frustration, swaying aimlessly.

He was basically certain that Lan Mu should have disappeared like the people who searched for Shambhala in the past... or entered Shambhala.

Throughout the ages, people searching for Shambhala have come to Tibet, and countless explorers burning with adventure factors have come to Tibet, and many have disappeared in this snowy mountain.

Rumor has it that they have entered Shambhala, which is the wonderful kingdom of Buddha in heaven, and everyone who enters it is unwilling to come out again.

Or... can't get out!

On the mountainside of a peak, Fang Moqi ran into Leili's group again. The group of people also showed frustration, and knew that they had not found the trace of the temple.

"What? Your friend entered Shambhala?"

"The entrance to Shambhala is the temple?"

"A random entrance?"

Hearing Fang Moqi's description, the six were surprised and delighted, among them the blond man even looked jealous.

"Is he lucky? He found Shambhala!"

Fang Moqi was embarrassed and hurriedly said: "The temples that appeared randomly are just speculations. I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the others have indeed disappeared."

"Just like the explorers who disappeared in the snow-capped mountains in the past hundreds of years..."

Reilly said excitedly: "It must be like this... The temple must exist. Only random appearance and disappearance can explain it!"

They have worked hard for several generations to find the temple, and at this moment they finally have a major clue. Only joy one by one.

In the eyes of explorers, you can find the coveted legendary land. That is simply the happiest thing in life.

To be rich for a lifetime, to control the power of one party, and to resonate with the fame of all countries. These are not as good as their sense of accomplishment at that moment when they found their dreams.

He also said: "The temple exists! It is actually related to Shambhala..."

"I should have thought of it long ago! It's amazing, an entrance that can take people away out of thin air, a temple that will disappear without a ghost..."

The six were happy, but Fang Moqi was very calm.

Where does that temple take people? Is it really Shambhala? Is Shambhala really as beautiful as in the legend?

Looking at the Lost Snow Mountain, Fang Moqi made up his mind. Find Lan Mu anyway.

If he really disappears, disappear with him!

...

In the early hours of the morning, the wind and snow wooed.

"Squeak!"

Lan Mu screamed happily, this was another creature that couldn't speak human words, but he didn't care.

There was a high mountain in front of him, and he could feel that a treasure was within the mountain. It was too concealed. Lan Mu's mental power was not omnipotent. After passing through here a few days ago, he hadn't scanned it at all.

"It looks like a mausoleum?"

Lan Mu searched for a long time against the rocks. But no entrance was found.

"Tsk tusk, is it a completely sealed tomb?"

As the little eyeballs rolled, he got into the cracks in the stone and began to bite.

The golden rat has sharp fangs. It was easy to chew on the stone, and with his flexible limbs, he quickly mastered the knack of digging holes.

"It's really a mouse... the skill of punching holes is so fast to learn..."

Four or five hours later, the sky gradually brightened. The night deep in the Himalayas was extremely dark. The snow covered the sky, and the starry light could not shine. Only the sun could illuminate the earth in such severe weather.

Lanmu has drilled a hole four kilometers deep into the mountain, and a mausoleum has been built in the deepest part of a big mountain. And it was completely sealed, this kind of project is simply unimaginable.

"Temple!"

Lan Mu had already seen the inside clearly with mental energy. This is an empty grave with a sitting skeleton in gold. Behind the skull is a temple painted with gold dust, in which a golden bird is enshrined.

It was actually a gold-plated eagle statue, with its wings spread majestic and lifelike.

There are Tibetan-style gold wares all around, most of which are gilded.

The only kind of gold ware made of pure gold is a pile of scriptures with Tibetan and Sanskrit written on them. It should be a classic of Tibetan Buddhism.

"If explorers come here, I am afraid they will treat these things as treasures?"

Lan Mu glanced at the various gold relics and knew that they were at least hundreds of years of cultural relics, but he didn't care at all.

For him, these wealth are already floating clouds, and things with supernatural phenomena will really attract him.

"Ok?"

Just as he finished thinking about it, the dense light in his mind that attracted his countless treasures suddenly disappeared in pieces, and in the end there were only sparse light spots, about a thousand.

"1080! This... does it mean that there are 1,080 supernatural treasures?"

"No? Is it a containment item? Can I sense the existence of all the containment items?"

Lan Mu thought for a while before reacting, and was shocked by himself.

What does it mean to sense the location of all contained objects?

He can find all the containment objects in the world!

So far, more than 950 have been contained and destroyed, and Qianlong is not known to some extent, probably more than one hundred.

So these two organizations alone control most of the containment items in the world? There are only a dozen remaining objects in the wild?

"This temple...is also a containment object?"

Lan Mu felt intimidated, and Golden Retriever's talent told him that all the gold and silver in front of him were rubbish, and only the small temple was extremely valuable.

Golden Retriever's sensing ability can be roughly screened. Lan Mu treats wealth as a treasure, and will sense hundreds of thousands of them.

But if only the containment items are regarded as treasures. It becomes more than a thousand.

So the light spot representing this tomb disappeared, but the light spot of the temple still exists.

"It's you! Temple, what ability do you have?"

"Do you walk in. You will take me into Shambhala?"

Lan Mu slowly approached the temple, just walked to the entrance of the temple. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the temple was immediately lost in his mental power.

"what!"

Lan Mu was stunned. After hesitating, the temple suddenly disappeared!

"Cut!" Lan Mu didn't panic, because no matter where the temple went, as long as it was still on the earth, he could sense its location.

"It's amazing... the teleporting temple?" Lan Mu was not impatient at all, feeling that a treasure had appeared in an instant twenty kilometers away. Just because the golden retriever's ability is too powerful.

Just when Lan Mu was about to leave the tomb on the same path, his spiritual force found an abandoned tunnel, which had been buried by the collapsed rock for a long time.

Obviously, the tunnel was dug manually. It looked similar to the road he passed through. Many wooden and stone tools were placed in the tunnel, and various animal shapes were carved out.

"It's very similar to the tunnel of the Monba tribe. This should have been a direct path to the outside world, right?"

"Unfortunately, I don't know why, the tunnel collapsed and completely sealed this mountain tomb."

Lan Mu didn't think much, his little hands and feet quickly burrowed out of the mouse hole he dug out. Ran in the direction of the breath of treasure.

...

Twenty kilometers away, there are six sleeping bags on the mountainside, and Lei Li and his party are resting.

On a rock next to it. Fang Moqi's body was already covered with ice and snow, covered only with a waterproof blanket, and he slept in the open air.

Lei Li rubbed his eyes and woke up, looking at Fang Moqi so awkward, sleeping in the snow, his face did not change, and he completely sighed.

"Is this a human? It's forty degrees below zero, so I dare to sleep all night, normal people should freeze to death long ago?"

He was stunned secretly. I think that the Chinese side Moqi is not so perverted, although he likes to challenge the limit. But this is already inhuman, right?

In fact, Fang Moqi didn't know what his situation was, for such cold weather. He lay down in the snow last night, and it felt like that. In fact, he was also a little apprehensive. After all, Qianlong was imprisoning him for no reason. He also began to doubt whether he had evolved in a direction that was not human...

"Eh?"

"Ah! That's... my goodness!"

"Wake up! Look over there!"

Lei Li looked at the vast snow-capped mountains habitually, and suddenly his eyes straightened, and he saw an incredible sight.

On a small, gentle mountain, a temple stood quietly.

The rising sun shines on it, as if covering the temple with a layer of golden gauze, it looks like a golden temple.

Especially the golden eagle sculpture above, looks even more shining in the sun.

"Temple!"

The others were awakened and rushed over to look at the temple. They burst into tears.

"Found...uuuuu..."

"Finally found!"

The temple is only about one kilometer away from them, and happiness came too suddenly!

Fang Moqi clapped his hands and said, "Come on! It may disappear at any time!"

"Yes, yes... don't pack your things, rush over!"

Everyone ignored everything, left everything behind and ran wildly in the snow.

Flew towards the temple, Lei Li took the lead and broke into it.

I just felt a trance before my eyes, and I was half-dreaming and half-awake, chaotic and unknowing.

No one cared about his abnormality, and the people behind rushed in, including Fang Moqi.

Fang Moqi thought that Lan Mu had also entered, so he had to look for him anyway.

At the same time, Lan Mu happened to arrive nearby, and his mental power had already been wiped out here.

He saw Fang Moqi and the foreign explorer team rushing to the temple and breaking into it.

"What are you doing? This is too crazy..."

Lan Mu smiled bitterly, his small arms and legs speeding up.

But when he rushed to the scene, he saw the temple disappear again.

Evaporating out of thin air~lightnovelpub.net~Nothing is hidden...

Together with Fang Moqi and other seven people, they all disappeared.

Lan Mu couldn't laugh or cry, his little nose moved slightly, and he sensed the new breath.

"Tsk tut... ran away again."

He sensed that the temple appeared fifteen kilometers away, and didn't dare to delay this time, so he hurriedly turned around to find it.

Whether the temple has a ghost or not, it really values ​​fate!

Relying on the treasure hunting instinct of the Golden Retriever Rat, he didn't enter the temple twice in a row.

Fang Moqi and the others met once and went straight in.

It can be said that those who are predestined cross it, and the other side is Shambhala.

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