I Made the Myth Template

"Not bad."

Such a result made Su Heng's eyes brighten.

This peregrine falcon has just entered the awakening stage, and it can suddenly burst out with such terrifying destructive power.

After a while, the life force of these peregrine falcons will increase to the limit of the first life level. At that time, the destructive force of the full sprint may be enough to compare with some small-caliber thermal weapons.

"In this way, the training cost is small, the harvest is very rich, and the scope of action is wide and can be responsible for the vigilance of safety. The value of these peregrine falcons is indeed very good."

But the problem is that the current willow template is still in a weak state.

Even if it is to use the enlightenment talent at any cost, at most, it can only enlighten one of them.

As for the remaining peregrine falcons, it is estimated that they could only starve to death here.

Su Heng had thought about catching some small prey for feeding, but this valley is very remote, there are no animals, and the current range of willow trees is limited.

Ugh…

Just when Su Heng secretly said a pity.

Swish!

A fierce wind sounded.

The peregrine falcon, who had just been touched by the willow tree, glanced at his brothers, and lightly touched the tree trunk with his beak.

Immediately, he fluttered his wings and flew high into the deep jungle outside the valley.

"No way…"

Su Heng was a little surprised by the peregrine falcon's sudden action.

A guess appeared in his head, but he thought it was too unbelievable. The mutant beast that had just awakened did not have much reason, and most of its actions depended on instinct.

The peregrine falcon walked for three full hours.

It was not until dusk came and the sun was about to disappear that the peregrine falcon flew back from outside the valley.

It was covered in gray, its flight movements were slightly deformed, and its beautiful feathers with white patterns on a gray background were also stained with a little blood.

On its claws, it also carried the carcass of a half-pulled pheasant, which was **** and looked fresh.

In people's myths and legends, mandarin ducks are often used as a metaphor for loyalty to love.

But in fact, peregrine falcons are truly monogamous. Unless one of them is killed, they are usually with each other for life.

And the peregrine falcon is also very responsible for its own family. During the breeding period, the peregrine falcon's desire to attack will be very strong.

For creatures that invade their territory, even huge eagles, they dare to fight against them without fear.

And now, after the peregrine falcon's parents are likely to be killed.

This only accepted the blessing of the willow tree, the largest Peregrine Falcon brother in the Peregrine Falcon family, and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of feeding his younger brothers and sisters.

It landed on a tree trunk and shredded the corpse it held on its claws.

Little by little, he stuffed chunks of meat into the mouths of his younger siblings who were waiting to feed, and after a while, the corpse of the little pheasant had been completely cut off.

After eating and drinking, the little ones stopped calling, and quietly curled up in the bird's nest, huddled into a ball.

Soon after.

Everything is shrouded in darkness.

The peregrine falcon that was injured during the day did not choose to rest, but stood high in the valley, gazing in all directions, vigilantly observing the surrounding environment.

"Sometimes, animals are much simpler and purer than humans."

Seeing this scene, Su Heng was silent, and then he sighed softly in his heart.

this day.

It had been close to twelve hours of intermittent landing on Willow. After confirming that there was no dangerous situation, Su Heng logged out from the second template.

As usual, part of the time was reserved for backup in case of unexpected events.

……

The country of the moon.

Xuanming Temple.

In the huge ancient Buddhist temple, there are many pagodas and mottled Buddha statues. Under the light of the dusky sunset, there seems to be a faint layer of Buddha light flowing.

In the middle of this temple is not the Mahavira Hall, the most majestic building in Buddhism.

It is a huge mountain with a height of several hundred meters.

After passing through a dark and deep passage and entering the interior of the mountain, I discovered that the scenery inside is unique.

Hundreds of meters high mountain, the entire interior was hollowed out, and there were sculptures of Buddhist Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Yakshas. Some are kind-hearted and good-looking, some are vicious and wicked, but they are all extremely vivid, as if they may come out of the myth at any time.

In the middle of the mountain is a huge mural.

The frescoes record the Bodhi tree where the Buddha came into the world. Below it is a monk chanting sutras, and around it, there are giant pythons guarding it, golden lotuses surging, wind and rain, and black clouds rolling over half the sky.

The entire mountain was lit up by countless bright lamps.

In the middle of the hall, hundreds of monks wearing cassocks looked solemn, reciting scriptures, and their voices were magnificent.

Master Renguang, wearing white silk, was also among these monks.

However, he was not chanting, but stared blankly at the huge mural in front of him.

Seeing the big golden snake guarding Buddha's side, he couldn't help thinking of what he saw in the forest that day.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a Buddha's horn sounded beside him.

Renguang recovered from the daze, turned around, and saw a kind-hearted white-browed monk appearing behind him.

"I have seen Uncle Shi."

This is Master Taihang, who went to the same school as his master, and has always been good to Renguang.

"Senior Taiyi may be saddened by his passing, but he deserves to die. You don't have to be too obsessive."

Seeing Renguang in a daze, Master Taihang only thought that he was uneasy because of the departure of his master, so he came here to persuade him.

"Do not."

Hearing what his uncle said~www.novelmt.com~ Renguang felt a little ashamed. He lowered his head and blushed slightly, but he did not lie in front of his uncle.

"The disciple is not thinking about the Master, I am thinking about the big snake that appeared near Shenjian Mountain."

"Yes."

The expected scolding did not come. Master Taihang just sighed and said no more.

"I don't know, what does Uncle Shi think about that big snake?"

Renguang dared to ask another question.

"Everything in the world is like a dream bubble..." Master Taihang put his hands together and said, "Instead of asking us how we think about the serpent, it is better to ask how the serpent views us."

The old monk smiled bitterly and said, "Whether it's the centipede or the big snake, we are not opponents."

"The era of human **** of the world came to an end as early as three hundred years ago when the red moon first appeared. We live in a new era, and we must conform to the rules of the new era."

"I see!"

Renguang's eyes gradually brightened.

He has been thinking about these things these days after returning to the Hanging Temple.

I thought that my ideas would definitely not be accepted by everyone in the monastery, and would even be punished, but after talking with my uncle. .

Only then did he discover that the old people in the temple were actually much more radical than himself.

Renguang opened his mouth, feeling quite as if he had met a confidant. He still had many ideas to further communicate with his uncle.

However, at this moment.

The voices of the two were interrupted by a sharp and urgent cry for help.

Turning around and looking, a young monk came running from outside, blood stains all over his body, and he looked terrified.