Chapter 412 under the ritual

"I have inquired carefully afterwards that there are very few cornerstones for building houses around their entire town. Generally, the price of flowers is transported from nearby cities. This mountain temple is no one will spend. Time and energy and financial resources to use good stone, so the biggest cornerstone of the engraved text in the temple is from a garbage dump on the edge of the town.” Roberts said here, looking at Ling The wind reveals a somewhat proud look.

You know, even if you are a troubadour, their news is largely from word of mouth, and more from the mercenary union. Even a famous poet like Robert Butter, at his age, really wants to say that he has been to most of the places described in his poems, even if Ling Feng promoted the magic transmission array, it is impossible. Not to mention the present.

Therefore, Robertste is very clear that every time he goes to a place, he must always observe it carefully and carefully. For a troubadour, they are unlikely to visit a certain place several times, even if this place is very attractive. They will not waste too much time on their own. Traveling around the continent is their dream. Of course, the premise is not to have any accidents.

Taikoo mainland is not calm, this is also the biggest reason Roberts wants to follow Ling Feng.

"Garbage dump?" Ling Feng pondered Robert Butter's words and said, "What are the characteristics?" Ling Feng can not simply think that there is stone in any garbage dump that can be pulled out to build a mountain temple.

"Master, you can ask the idea." Roberts easily praised Ling Feng, but Ling Feng still looked at him with a light look, indicating that he should not deviate from the topic, he can only continue Said, "The location of this garbage site is not unusual. The biggest feature is that its entire cornerstone is very high. When I first saw it through the garbage dump, it didn't feel anything, just I saw piles of rubbish. But when I passed the second pass, I found that the garbage in the dump was being burned, and the bottom of it was higher than the whole ground."

Most of the garbage dumps on the Taikoo continent, like the magical ruins obtained by Lingfeng outside the city of Mengba, are a deserted land. It is indeed rare to use a place above the horizon as a junkyard.

Moreover, from the words of Robert Butter, Ling Feng can guess that under the garbage dump, it may be a foundation stone, just like a platform for magic transmission.

Could it be that it is also the site of a magical transmission array?

Ling Feng’s heart was puzzled, and he asked casually: “Is the bottom of the garbage dump very flat and all stone paved?”

"Master, you really are very wise. If you haven't seen it, just from the few words I said, you can guess that you are not a poet, it is a mainland poet. A loss in the world...." Robertst said, very exaggerated, but after Ling Feng 'snap', the endless voice of Robert Butter also stopped.

"Hey, Master, I am telling the truth, you are indeed, ... well, I understand. You have to keep a low profile." Roberts did not dare to sneak into the wind and immediately turned to the topic and said, "This garbage The bottom of the field is indeed relatively flat, but it is the highest in the middle, then it is divided into steps and gradually downwards. The area of ​​each step is relatively large, and the height drop is very small, so, overall, the bottom It is still relatively flat. Of course, the entire bottom seems to be a whole piece of stone, so the local people have not been able to move."

"When the cornerstone of the repairing mountain temple is engraved with words, how can it be related to this garbage dump?" Ling Feng asked.

"Because there are some small broken stones around the garbage dump, they are the same kind of rock as the cornerstone with strange words." Robertst said with certainty.

“Oh?” Ling Feng thought for a moment and asked, “Do you have strange words on the small gravel?”

"No." Roberts shook his head. "The gravel is basically very small. There is basically no possibility of leaving traces. Even the whole cornerstone of the mountain temple, the text above is very light. I Just guessing that they are from the same place. In the vicinity of the dump, the broken small stones are obviously broken in the corner of the whole platform where the corners of the dump are buried deep underground."

"However, it is very strange that I have asked some local people. They said that there were people who had put their ideas on this large platform stone, but even if they invited a senior earth magician, there is no way. Breaking through the whole piece of stone, in the end, it can only be abandoned. There are also people who want to build a house on this platform, and it has not been successful." Robert Butter said here, the look is also very doubtful, "So, This place was finally turned into a junkyard."

"Do you still remember that town now?" Ling Feng asked, he was very curious about such a small place, there is such a strange existence. Of course, on the ancient continent, there are a lot of places where there is a lot of blood and passion, and there are countless. It is not surprising that such a small town exists.

What is rare is that Robert Butter can carefully discover the words portrayed on the cornerstone of the mountain temple. For a poet, it is not easy to have such keen insight.

"Of course I remember, I haven't forgotten wherever Roberts had been." Robertst was very proud to say a word, but then he seemed to understand the intent of Ling Feng, saying, " Master, don't you want to see it yourself?"

"I have such a plan." Ling Feng nodded and said. With the confidence gained from Roberts, Ling Feng is full of interest in the text on the sheepskin scroll. Especially after Ling Feng had a bead on the sheepskin roll, Ling Feng naturally had a lot of curiosity about it.

"Master, are you really going?" Roberts looked at Ling Feng and asked a strange look.

"Of course." Ling Feng did not care why Robert Butter suddenly became weird, as long as what he said was not a nonsense. However, according to Ling Feng’s estimation, in the big event, Roberts will not lie to him. Therefore, at this time, Ling Feng walked back to the table and collected the sheepskin rolls. This is to be returned to Carvalho. However, Ling Feng has not yet thought of when it will be.

"Master, your decision is really wise." Robert Butter followed Ling Feng and suddenly said with enthusiasm, "I can tell you, I have a major discovery. I saw this strange." When I was writing, I moved my curiosity. After a lot of effort, I found a more reliable information. Master, do you want to know?"

"Crap, if you find anything, you will say, if you talk so much in the future, I will punish you to double the degree of exercise every day." Ling Feng's behavior of such an obvious invitation to Robert Butter is very speechless.

"Hey, Master, you won't be so cruel?" Robert Butterton said, thinking of the horrible training, immediately and respectfully said, "I guess this strange text has something to do with the sea."

"Sea?" Ling Feng frowned.

"Master, you listen to my analysis." Roberts was afraid that Ling Feng would not believe it, rushing and said, "Although the words used by the current Hai people are basically no different from our human beings, some ancient sea people use them orthodox. The Hai literary text, I have also seen, is not the same as the one you are looking for. However, it does not mean that these strange words have nothing to do with the sea."

"Why?" Ling Feng suddenly wondered what reason Roberts could pull out.

If Carvalho asked the strange words that had no news for so long when he was young, he could be found some clues by the young troubadour of Roberts. Is it that his luck is so good?

"I summed up the large platform under the junkyard and always thought it was very similar to a thing." When Robert Butter said that there was a strange glow in his eyes, it seemed to explore for him. The people have endless charm. "That is the space that the ancient sea people needed when they performed some kind of sacrifice."

"Are you sure?" Ling Feng asked with doubt.

"Oh, this, ... oh, it's my own guess." Robertst said with a little embarrassment, "According to the location of the town very close to the sea, and the location of the garbage site around the location, I The guess is still very likely."

"Even if it is very likely, then it has nothing to do with this strange text?" Ling Feng said with no anger.

"This is hard to say. If there is really a place of worship for the sea, this strange text, maybe some ancient sea people can really know a little." Roberts' voice, as if The uncertainty in his words is gradually getting lower and lower.