This is an ancient door.

There are also exquisite patterns drawn on it: on a magical day, a graceful girl danced a mysterious dance.

They put the volcanic stone on their chests and used their beautiful violins to explain their beliefs.

In a distant place, where the earth meets the sky, there is a beautiful little white dragon breathing clouds and mist, while the nearby volcanoes provide a steady stream of heat, allowing the world to be reborn.

If it were in the past, Lu Yuan would still have a taste of artistic attainments.

Because artistic creation is often closely related to the talent of craftsmen, he is now a man of grace and taste.

But now, standing in front of the treasure house door, he couldn't wait to touch the door with both hands and activate the "eternal fire". The red light was like a small snake along the gap of the door, invading in - no matter how thick the door was

, there are always gaps.

"About 112 centimeters thick, this door is really thick..."

"There seems to be an open space opposite the door."

The old cat said slowly: "Take it easy, don't capsize the boat in the gutter, what if there is some kind of strange phenomenon being imprisoned inside?"

Lu Yuan swallowed. He had actually considered this. From the information he had found over the past few days, it seemed that the "Original Fire Civilization" did not imprison natural disaster-level anomalies.

Of course, a lot of information will not be recorded in writing, so he specially left the Tree of Life on the Green Mountain, so that if it really died, there would be a chance to be resurrected.
Chapter completed!