"This deer antler looks strange." said Han Feng.

Without the deer, the antlers would normally turn yellow, dry up, and wrinkle slowly, but these antlers seemed to absorb nutrients from the thousand-year-old tree and supply themselves.

This scene cannot be explained with reasonable words.

When Daniu saw this, he knelt on the ground in fear, kowtowed continuously, and muttered words like "gods", "calm down", and "offense".

Han Ying walked forward slowly, looked up at the antlers that were hanging twenty meters high, touched the withered trunk of the thousand-year-old tree, and whispered thoughtfully:

"A thousand-year-old tree raises a spirit deer. Gods come from all directions. The spirit deer live forever..."

"Sister, what are you talking about?" Han Feng, who didn't hear clearly, came closer.

"Nothing." Han Ying turned around and walked in front of King Chen, "Master, we have come to the right place. What we are looking for should be around here."

The man raised his lips: "Looking for it."

"yes!"

The search began with this thousand-year-old tree as the center.

Sure enough, within half an incense stick of time, a large round cone-shaped boulder stood a few dozen meters away from the ancient tree.

The huge rock rose from the ground, several meters above the ground as if it was about to fly. The strange thing was that the surrounding area, the steps, the rock, and everywhere as far as the eye could see were filled with white bones and the corpses of animals that had just died.

A sea of ​​bones!

The sight shocked everyone!

One or two skeletons are normal, but there are at least thousands or tens of thousands of them here, too many to count, and they are as densely packed as ants!

"Master, this!" Han Feng was shocked.

"God, please spare my life, spare my life!" Da Niu knelt down again and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"Young Master..." The guards were also stunned. They had never seen such a strange scene in their lives.

Han Ying frowned and thought for a moment before speaking:

"Master, I have read in an ancient book that in ancient times, there was a kind of deer that lived in the deep mountains and old forests and was almost extinct. Their blood could cure all kinds of poisons. They were like messengers sent by God to save all living things. They lived in the face of death.

After death, the bones of the corpse will emit a special fragrance that can attract animals from thousands of miles around. The animals believe that the resting place of the spirit deer is a sacred and holy place, so they will take the initiative to choose to rest with it. "

There is the corpse of a spirit deer here, which is why there are piles of bones here.

"And what we're looking for... is there!"

Hanying raised his finger.

On the high platform in the center of the boulder, inside a pair of flowering deer antlers, there grows a small grass with only two slender leaves. The grass has light pink buds and sways gently in the wind.

Flower of the Dead!

It grows in places with the most dead souls and the heaviest yin energy, gathering nutrients from the decomposition of countless corpses. For thousands of years, this flower of the dead only blooms once every twenty years, and only one plant blooms at a time.

But no one knows what effects this flower has and how to use it.

"This is what our ancestors are looking for... This is what our ancestors are looking for!" Daniu widened his eyes, unable to believe that the flower that his great-great-great-grandfather mentioned actually existed.

"Sir, I will go pick them."

A guard strode forward.

"Wait a minute!"

Han Ying tried to stop him, but it was too late. As soon as the guard stepped into the area of ​​white bones, a bright red poisonous snake jumped out and bit his ankle.

"ah!"

The guard cried out in pain, but before he could pull his feet away, the skin on his body turned black inch by inch, and his entire face quickly turned black.

Three seconds, fall down, dead!