C12 Ancient Forbidden Sky

Luo Tian still did not know whether Qin Baihun had caught up or not, so he ran quickly through the forest. In order to ensure success, he did not run in a straight line. After running for an unknown amount of time, Luo Tian was tired, hungry, he had long exhausted all of the strength in his body, his legs became weak, and with a plop, he fell to the ground.

After resting for a while, Luo Tian raised his head and saw a small hill outside the forest. The road on the mountain was rugged and steep, making it difficult to walk on it. With both of Luo Tian's hands tied up, it was even harder to walk. Normally, he would rarely come here, because according to the legends, a powerful magical beast lived here. This magical beast never went down the mountain, nor did it attack the people of the small town. If someone went hunting in the mountains, or broke into the territory of a magical beast while cutting down trees, the magical beast would attack.

Luo Tian secretly raised his guard, afraid that if he met any beasts, he would lose his life.

After walking about for a few hundred meters, Luo Tian realized that Qin Baihun and the rest were not chasing them, and sat down on a big rock at the side of the mountain. Luo Tian was really tired. Not long after he sat down, he felt dizzy and not long later, his body slanted and he fell asleep on the big rock.

At night, he vaguely heard the roars of beasts. Although it was loud, he could not tell what kind of animals they were.

Luo Tian was too tired to be woken up by the noise. When the first ray of sunlight shined upon the land and skies, he opened his eyes and stretched. Luo Tian looked around and discovered that he was halfway up a small mountain. Even though this mountain was called a small mountain by the local villagers, it wasn't very small.

In fact, this mountain range was not that big, with a circumference of a hundred miles. There were lush trees growing on the mountain, because no one had been cutting trees on the mountain for many years, there were more and more trees growing here, higher and higher. Walking in the dense forest gave one the feeling of being in a primitive forest.

Luo Tian stood on the small mountain path and stared at the small road beneath his feet. Rather than calling it a road, it would be more accurate to call it a small pathway made of stones. The road was already covered with lush green grass. It could even be said that it was overgrown, and the leaves of the grass were dotted with sparkling dewdrops.

At this moment, the mountain suddenly shook, and the dewdrops on the leaves quickly fell. Seeing this situation, Luo Tian's heart thumped. His first thought was that a demonic beast was coming, so he quickly pulled up his legs and ran down the mountain with his fastest speed. He was afraid that the magic beasts would catch up to him and treat him as a free breakfast.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. Luo Tian stopped in his tracks, and started gasping for air. It could be said that they were safe here. Magical beasts only moved about on the mountains and never left the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, many villagers were cutting down trees for cooking.

When the villagers saw Luo Tian running down the small mountain, their eyes revealed unspeakable shock, but most of them were filled with disbelief. After all, in all these years, no one had entered the small mountain and survived. Seeing everyone's gazes, Luo Tian laughed bitterly, he had the feeling that he had survived a great disaster. If not for the situation being forced, he would not have taken the risk and escaped into the mountain.

Just then, a forty year old villager ran over and stared at Luo Tian: "Are you human or ghost, the tiger head mountain monster didn't eat you?"

Luo Tian did not reply immediately. Under the middle-aged villager's incomparably shocked eyes, he turned and bowed to Tiger Head Mountain.

This bow was like bowing to a magical beast on the mountain, thanking it for not killing him. It was like bowing to the Heavens, allowing him to escape death and gain the opportunity to seek revenge. All of these things seemed to possess the will of heaven. Maybe Luo Tian was blessed with great fortune, or maybe his fate was not to die, and did not allow him to become food for the demons.

Since the heavens had given Luo Tian a chance to start from the beginning, he could not die here. He had to live bravely. Only by being alive would he be able to become strong. Only by being alive would he be able to take revenge for Ling Fei and the others. Since Wang Lingyue had told him about his residence, she would definitely tell Qin Feng all of Grandfather's secrets.

What he had to do now was to leave this place and the little town where he was living. Only by doing this would he be able to completely escape from the pursuit of the Wind element family. Of course, there was something extremely important to do before he left. He had to retrieve the treasure that his grandfather had left behind, a mysterious metal box that he had never touched before, even though he knew about it.

Luo Tian frowned, and said: "This place is called Tiger Head Mountain?"

"You still don't know? This mountain was changed its name not long ago. " "Tell me, how did you survive on the Tiger Head Mountain?"

"It's very simple, because ? I can't die. " Luo Tian muttered an incantation, and when the incantation was finished, he transformed into a white light and disappeared.

The morning sunlight shone down on Luo Tian's face, the fatigue on his body had disappeared, only the croaking sound came from his stomach. In a situation where he was forced to leave, what was hunger? Luo Tian did not return to the thatched cottage. It was not that he did not want to return, but he was afraid that Qin Baihun and the others had not left and were waiting for him to return.

After thinking for a while, Luo Tian prepared to fill his stomach first before going to get the metal box left behind by his grandfather.

Roughly six hours later, Luo Tian arrived at the shore of the Mei Chong Lake where he had met Wang Lingyue many times. When he returned to this place, it was not to reminisce about the past, but rather, it was the remains left behind by his grandfather. The iron box was something that his grandfather had left behind before he died. As for what was stored inside, Luo Tian did not know. He just remembered that his grandfather had once said that unless it was a life or death situation, he must not take it out and must not tell anyone about it.

To ensure his safety, Luo Tian hid his presence and secretly observed his surroundings for any movements. After a while, he made sure that there was no danger in the surrounding area. Then, he came to a tall plum tree by the lake, raised the sharpened stick he had picked up by the roadside and began to dig according to his memory.

After digging about two feet deep, a colossal object appeared in the soil. What else could it be if it was not an iron box? The metal box was stained with rust and had been hidden for many years. It was at least half a meter long and three feet wide. It was impossible to guess what was inside. Luo Tian brushed away the soil on the box surface and, with a peculiar feeling, struggled to lift the box.

With a creaking sound, the lid of the box was opened with difficulty, and what entered his vision was a black magical staff. On the surface of the staff, a faint light flashed, and after a flash, it disappeared. Luo Tian thought that he was too exhausted and her vision was blurry. Under normal circumstances, no matter how exquisite a staff was, it would not be possible for light to flash out for no reason.

Inside the metal box, other than the staff, there was also a black cassock and a thin, ancient book with a black cover. When Luo Tian was very young, his grandfather had already taught him how to read and write. Other than the common language on the continent, there were also many ancient texts that had been lost many years ago.

Luo Tian originally thought that he would never be able to use the ancient language in his entire life, but the moment he saw the ancient book, he froze in place as if he had been electrocuted.

"Emperor, ancient, forbidden, heavens."