A best metal floated into Fang Moqi's hands, and the rest were put away by Lan Mu.

Fang Moqi touched the dark divine iron and asked, "How to use it?"

"Think! Do you understand the idea?" Lan Mu said.

Fang Moqi stared at it, his face red.

He felt his head almost glaring, and Best Metal didn't respond at all.

"This... doesn't seem to work."

Lan Mu smiled and said, "It's not that simple. Most people need to train for at least three years, and they still have to be talented."

Fang Moqiu said oh, not caring, he was very calm.

Seeing that he handed back the Best Metal, Lan Mu thought for a while and said, "I think you should be of a talented person. Let me put this in your place! If you have something to do or not, you may be able to learn it at any time."

Fang Moqi smiled, and was not polite, so she put it in close proximity.

"Where did you get these weird things?"

Seeing Fang Moqi finally asked about the point, Lan Mu looked at him seriously and said, "This kind of thing is called a containment."

"You can call it anomalies, they are all existences with supernatural characteristics. There are not many things in the world, but fewer, about one thousand. Some are metals, some are creatures, some may be a mobile phone, some may be a USB flash drive, or even an area."

Fang Moqi said in surprise: "That Shambhala..."

"Yes, Shambhala is a containment. This special space on the earth is definitely an abnormal area." Lan Mu said: "In addition, I found three containment items in Shambhala."

After saying that, Lan Mu took out the magic pen and bronze mirror for Fang Moqi to show.

Fang Moqi looked at the two things in surprise and asked, "What's the use of them?"

"The bronze mirror can monitor all humans in Shambhala. The magic pen can create puppets. The stone statue monster you encountered before was created by the Dharma King... In addition, the Shambhala people are also born from the magic pen."

Fang Moqi looked at the magic pen and immediately thought of the dead Qianlong team member becoming the guard of the Dharma King, but the entire Shambhala existed like this. He felt unbelievable.

"Remember, the existence of containment is not all good, to be precise, most of them are harmful to humans."

Lan Mu told Fang Moqi all about the containment, including the responsibilities of the two major organizations Qianlong and CANC.

Fang Moqi used to be a temporary worker for Qianlong, and he didn't know these secrets. It can be imagined that most humans do not know the existence of the containment.

Since meeting Lan Mu, Fang Moqi has experienced many supernatural events. Now, when he accepts the setting of containment, it is easy to accept reality.

Lan Mu instilled in him the harm of the containment and the necessity of the containment, and by the way, he mentioned the existence of the Blue and White Society.

"Are you willing to join the Blue and White Club? Lao Fang."

Fang Moqi was so excited that he almost yelled and replied: "Of course I do!"

He said happily: "I thought I had challenged almost all the extreme environments in the world. There was no place on the earth that could make me feel excited and exciting. Unexpectedly, at this time, you actually told me that there is another unknown side in the world! It is still such an interesting side!"

Fang Moqi has a very strong ability to accept, and he almost instantly entered the perspective of the host. He is completely willing to join the Blue and White Club.

Lan Mu smiled, and he knew that Fang Moqi would be excited. He was equivalent to opening the door to another world for him and giving him a higher pursuit.

Of course, Lan Mu did not tell Fang Moqi that the fact that he was a shelter.

From a human perspective, he should be the most uncontrollable containment in the world. He didn't want to tell Fang Moqi about this hidden identity.

He was afraid that Fang Moqi's reaction would disappoint him, and he was afraid that he would not be able to help himself...kill him.

...

Rayley and Charlie and their group communicated with the Shambalans to get them started again and have a stable life.

However, because of the death of the Dharma King and the disappearance of the living Buddha, they believed that God had abandoned Shambhala and that this place was no longer a fairyland. No matter how much construction and development were made, those cattle and sheep would be eaten one day, and the fish in the lake would always become extinct one day, and the fruits that would never be picked will definitely disappear.

"Shet! You also know that living is boring? Then die! If you don't die, tell us how to leave Shambhala!"

The Indian man finally couldn't bear it anymore. He thought that these Shambhala people were simply a group of idiots.

Rayley said patiently: "How can cattle and sheep be eaten? They can also give birth to cattle and sheep..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Shambhala people interrupted him.

"No! There will be no next generation in Shambhala's animals. We will not have next generation... One day, this place will become a dead place! It will become hell!"

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect that even animals would lose their fertility like humans.

Thinking of this, Shambhara seems to have only one to destroy.

"God has abandoned us, and even the rain in the sky will no longer give the earth a rich life. The eaten grass will no longer grow new grass, and the picked fruits will no longer be replenished."

Following the gaze of Shambalah people, they saw that the grass had already appeared in large areas, and everyone had eaten up all the fruit trees and became bare these days.

Mr. Charlie covered his head and shouted, "Oh my God, in the past, the rain would revive the vegetation of the earth, but now... is it really because we killed the Dharma King?"

An Indian man suddenly said, "We did not kill the Dharma King!"

Rayley frowned and said, "What's the use of saying this now? Damn it, isn't anyone who knows how to leave Shambhala?"

Fang Moqi came nearby and learned about the current situation of Shambala. He hurried to a snow-capped mountain to look for Lan Mu.

Lan Mu told him that he wanted to find an exit alone and be alone in the mountains.

But when Fang Moqi searched all the snow-capped mountains, he didn't find Lan Mu.

"Where did this guy go?"

Fang Moqi didn't know that Lan Mu looked down at him in the sky.

He has transformed, his body covered in foggy, dreamlike.

"Yellow... becomes such a thing? What does color represent?"

Lan Mu's misty face was expressionless. He could fly freely, but his speed was not very fast.

"A curious life form, half-substantially and half-virtuous..."

"But...what do I have?"

Lan Mu sensed the energy in his body, and an excitement made the world dark in an instant.

In an instant, the bright Shambala fell into darkness, and everyone could not see their five fingers.

"Ah! I can't see it!"

"Oh my God! God really abandoned Shambhala! He even deprived the light!"

For a moment, the earth was chaotic, and the sudden darkness made everyone panic.

There is no sun in the world of Shambalah, nor does it have alternation of sun and moon and the rotation of the four seasons.

It is bright in itself, and the clouds in the sky are automatically emitting light.

However, at this moment, Lan Mu forbidden all light, and the energy in his body made humans lose their perception of light.

"I can still see the light from the clouds... but others can't see it. This is not the forbidden light itself. It is the forbidden feeling of light from creatures."

Lan Mu groped in his ability, and suddenly, he stared at the clouds blankly, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

"Wait...Isn't the clouds that automatically shine, an abnormal thing?"

He recalled that when he first came in, he was still a golden-haired rat, and his treasure hunting instinct could sense three containment objects.

They are magic pens, bronze mirrors and something in the sky.

At that time, he thought that the alien energy was the one in the sky, but now he absorbed the alien energy, but found that the clouds still had abnormal characteristics, which shows that what he sensed at that time was actually the treasure of "cloud storage".

"The clouds have the characteristics of automatic light and raining out of space..."

"The alien energy usually fuses something, it just merges with cloud storage, allowing rainfall to have the ability to revive plants..."

"Because the two special substances are fused, the treasure hunter only senses one... In fact, if we count the alien energy, Shambala actually has four containment objects!"

Lan Mu suddenly realized that Shambala's exit was in the sky!

"Not right!"

He flew around in the sky, traveling up and down through the clouds.

He has searched here several times, and his mental power has also searched inch by inch. In addition to clouds, it is water vapor. If it could make people leave Shambala, then Lan Mu would have been able to leave long ago!

Lan Mu was very disappointed and then cheered up again.

"No! This clue is very important, the exit must be here, but there is still a mechanism missing..."

Lan Mu thought. He felt that he was still a little short of it! Just a flash of inspiration.

"Eagle!"

Fly to the Snow Mountain Temple and looked at the golden eagle enshrined on it.

"The legend says that the Condor will bring people into Shambhala... No! This is actually the way to bring people out!"

"But Shambala does not have a creature like an eagle! How can the statue..."

"Well……"

Lan Mu suddenly realized, who said that the statue cannot be brought with him? Isn’t there a magic pen?

He hurriedly took out his magic pen and clicked on the golden eagle's eyes.
To be continued...