Chapter 2201: Flowing Spiritual Power Scroll

The white-haired old man looked very old, with long white eyebrows hanging down from both sides. He looked like he was at least ninety if not a hundred years old.

The old man was leaning on a wooden cane, which looked quite unique, giving people an ancient and vicissitudes of life feeling.

His pace was not fast, but he walked very steadily. He looked straight at Qin Yang, his eyes were steady, and he walked over step by step, exuding a calm but confident aura.

Qin Yang and a few others went to meet them. The two sides met under a big tree. The old man waved his hand, stopped the people following behind him, and went to meet Qin Yang alone.

Seeing this, Qin Yang also waved his hand to let the other team members stay, and then walked over alone.

The other party's reaction made Qin Yang's heart, which had been hanging high, fall. As Qin Yang had expected before, perhaps because of Qin Yang and others' kindness in saving people before, they got the opportunity to talk this time.

Qin Yang and the white-haired old man stopped at a distance of 1.5 meters from each other. They looked at each other with quite peaceful eyes.

The white-haired old man spoke, and said a few words, but Qin Yang could not understand them at all.

Qin Yang pointed to his ears, and then shook his hand, indicating that he could not understand what the other party said.

The white-haired old man frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his palm, palm down, and gently pressed twice, as if it was a comforting gesture.

Qin Yang was a little confused for a while, what does this mean?

If you don't speak the same language, you can't communicate naturally. Even if you use gestures, it must be based on everyone having the same world view and the same cognitive basis, so that they can understand each other's meaning. Otherwise, wouldn't it be like talking to a chicken and a duck?

Qin Yang thought about it, squatted down, picked up a stone, found a flat place, and then bent down to start outlining the lines.

Qin Yang roughly outlined the continental plate closest to the Bermuda Triangle, then outlined the Asian plate, and finally drew a circle at the location of the Bermuda Triangle.

When Qin Yang was drawing the map, the old man stood by and checked it carefully. When he saw that Qin Yang had almost finished drawing, the old man's face had changed, his expression became excited, and even his hands, which had been very stable before, began to tremble.

Qin Yang pointed to the circle, then pointed to the surroundings, made a circle, then pointed to the old man, and then pointed to the circle.

Qin Yang pointed to himself, then picked up a stone, drew a triangle on the Chinese plate, and then drew an arrow, directly reaching the land next to Bermuda, and then drew a boat with the simplest strokes, and then drew a line, crossing the ocean to reach the circle representing the island.

The old man's hands trembled more, and his eyes were even a little red, as if he had discovered something incredible, and his eyes were even a little scary.

Qin Yang looked at the old man's reaction, not sure what he was thinking, but at least he was basically sure that he understood what he meant.

Qin Yang stood up and looked at the old man calmly. He didn't know how to communicate further for a while.

The old man stared at the map Qin Yang had drawn on the ground, tears welled up in his eyes. He put down his cane and covered his face with his hands. Qin Yang noticed that his whole body was trembling slightly, and he was still muttering something in his mouth, but because of the language barrier, Qin Yang didn't know what he was muttering.

After a long while, the old man finally stood up, put down his hand covering his face, looked at Qin Yang, walked over slowly, and then stretched out his hand and slowly stretched it towards Qin Yang.

The old man's movements were very slow, and his eyes were very calm, without any hostility, but Qin Yang and the people behind him instantly tensed their muscles, and their hands were slightly raised, ready to attack at any time.

Qin Yang looked at the old man's eyes with a bit of sadness, stretched out his hand to stop the people behind him, and let the old man hold Qin Yang's hand.

The old man looked deeply at Qin Yang, and Qin Yang suddenly felt that there was a picture in his mind, which was like a long scroll, slowly unfolding.

This picture was so clear, as if Qin Yang had experienced it lightly. Qin Yang raised his head in shock and looked at the old man in surprise.

The flowing picture scroll certainly could not appear in Qin Yang's head for no reason. The only explanation was that all this was caused by the old man in front of him.

Qin Yang was secretly on guard. He did not expect that this old man was actually a spiritual practitioner and could perform illusions at will.

The old man obviously saw that he could not communicate with Qin Yang in words, so he finally adopted the most direct way of communication. He piled up and reshaped what he wanted to say in his spiritual world and then "transferred" it to his mind, using pictures to tell himself what he wanted to say.

Qin Yang was cautious in his heart, and his mental power was also in a state of contraction and defense, ready to deal with emergencies at any time, while carefully looking at the slowly unfolding scroll in his mind.

On the scroll, there was a large ship sailing in the ocean, and then encountered wind and waves, and the ship sank. At the last moment, the people on the large ship discovered the island, and they struggled to swim to the island.

There were violent storms and huge waves on the sea, and there was no possibility of leaving at all. Everyone lived here, and then reproduced from generation to generation. At the most exaggerated time, their population expanded to the limit. Perhaps this expansion attracted the dissatisfaction of God, and terrible diseases landed on the island, and then large numbers of people died.

When the disease finally passed, the originally overcrowded island almost became a dead island, with only a few people left. However, human survival is very tenacious. These people continued to survive on this island, and then the population continued to recover and grow.

This is like a weird reincarnation. Whenever the population in the village reaches the limit that the island can bear, a disaster will come, destroying these expanded populations and reducing the population base to a very low level.

The picture flows, Qin Yang sees the mountains and sunsets, and sees the difficult development of a tribe and the process from prosperity to decline, and the picture continues to extend, humans and dinosaurs fight, the number of humans is getting smaller and smaller, and step by step towards decline.

It was at this time that Qin Yang and others appeared.

Qin Yang guessed the reason from the scrolling pictures. They lived on this island and never left. They thought the world had been destroyed and swallowed by the ocean. They thought this was the only paradise in the world and leaving would mean death.

Qin Yang finished reading all the scrolls, but his brows slowly frowned.

He always felt that the content on this scroll was not detailed, and it seemed that something was deliberately omitted...