The word "ask" will not be mentioned easily. It is too profound and difficult to understand.
Chen Ze once saw a stone, which made him feel a lot. Now I am very curious when I face such a monument.
With a wave of his big hand, the dune dissipated with the wind, revealing the overall appearance of the monument.
Simple, simple.
It seems that it was knocked out by an old stonemason with poor workmanship.
There are many different words engraved on it. However, the different colors of these words seem to have something to do with their way to sichongtian.
Boom
At this time, the monument suddenly trembled, and then the words on it began to bloom endlessly into the red sky.
Luo Zhen wondered, "what's going on?"
"This monument probably captures our breath and begins to release morality." Chen Ze said: "I have felt its Tao rhyme, very strong and profound. But... It's not my Tao!"
Luo Zhen shook his head: "it seems that I come with you and am destined to be judged as a loser. I can't communicate with you at all."
"Who makes you stare at your eyes and always want to find a shortcut." Chen Ze laughed at him.
"Wrong, I want to find a way to live!" Luo Zhen stressed.
At this time, there was a strong breath surging in the distance. When they turned their heads, they unexpectedly came more than a dozen Huoer people from all directions. Chen Ze was very surprised by the strange life one by one.
"Sichongtian is opened once a million years, but there are also aborigines?" he asked.
Luo Zhen said, "there should be. Or people who didn't come out when they were closed. It's much better to practice here than outside. If I were here, I would also choose to be here."
"To stay is to give up the road to go home forever. I've been fighting for so long regardless of everything for home and relatives," Chen Ze said.
"There are always people who abandon all emotions for the highest glory," Luo Zhen said.
While talking, when those people came near, a tiger head man with a height of nearly ten feet waved his hand and pointed: "those two people, are you from the triple sky?"
Chen Ze nodded: "that's good. I don't know why you are so excited?"
"Nature is to recruit you to wait." there was a man whose whole body was blue, his long hair seemed to be a burning flame, and his lower body was also an illusory blue flame.
"As for you, the road from triple heaven to quadruple heaven is opened once a million years. You have been entrenched in quadruple heaven for a long time. Do you care about so many people entering quadruple heaven?" Chen Ze smiled.
"Because there are few, we need to recruit more. Because in wuchongtian, only those who leave their names on the stone tablet are qualified to live." another person opened his mouth, which is very common: "we were all born here and didn't go through the road into sichongtian. Naturally, we are not qualified to leave our names on the stone tablet."
Chen Ze didn't understand: "why?"
"It's useless to say more. Go and engrave your name so that we can confirm whether you are eligible for the protection of the monument." someone urged.
"Brother, I don't need any lettering in kalinburg. As long as you want, we will allow you to join."
"Carlin's field mice, you are shameless. If you can't engrave your name, why do you keep him? Waiting for the obliteration of the soul of the night?" someone laughed.
Chen Ze heard about it. It seems that there will be an eternal night every once in a while. The wandering souls hidden in the dark will kill all sides. Only those who get the protection of the stone tablet can survive.
The purpose of recruiting these people is to use their breath to avoid the pursuit of the soul of the eternal night.
A group of people began to make noise. Before Chen Ze could speak, he saw the distortion of the void in the distance, and a figure appeared. It was the three faced clansman Chen Ze met earlier.
"Chen Ze? You've arrived! It's strange that I've chosen the orange road. I've been walking for 333 years and I've been robbed 18 times before I get here. I'm still not as fast as you!" said the Sanmian people.
Chen Ze and Luo Zhen were both blinded. It seems that they spent more than three months before choosing the road. After entering, he only experienced a dreamland, which was easily resolved by Chen Ze. It took only half a day.
The Sanmian people have gone for 333 years, which is incredible. There is a big gap in the time line.
"Orange book, you chose the road of level 5 difficulty. It seems that you can engrave your name on the monument. Quickly, engrave your feelings and whether you are recognized by the monument!"
The Sanmian people were confused by these people. Unexpectedly, the space went again. The alien with two watermelon sized eyes on his shoulder also arrived, but there was a blood scar on one side of his shoulder, and one eye had disappeared.
"Ming Juan, why are you hurt so badly!" the three faced people hurried to help him.
The alien named Ming Juan sighed, "it took me 810 years to come out. This is still a blue road. I didn't expect brother Zhen to arrive one step ahead of me."
"Oh, needless to say, I didn't have to face fewer dangers. I barely survived. I remember the three of them chose to follow you. What about the people?" asked the man of the three faces.
"Dead. There are so many dead robbers along the way that even the injuries can't be cured." Ming Juan said.
After the two arrived, the others no longer stared at Chen Ze, but looked forward to whether the people entering the quadruple sky could leave their names on the monument.
Bang!
At this time, a bloody figure fell from the air and almost became a pool of rotten meat. However, seeing that it is still crawling, I know it has not died.
Seeing that half of his head was lost, only one eye was still trying to open, and the spirit seemed to have a lot of damage.
"Alas, it's a pity! This man's Lingtai is broken, so it's hard to do anything. Don't think about it." a leader of the four heavy heaven over there sighed.
"She looks like this. Unless there is a good pill, it will be difficult to cure her."
"Who would give a pill to someone who doesn't know if he can engrave his name? Isn't it a waste?"
Luo Zhen looked at Chen Ze at this time, and the latter took one step to reach the man. The man's only eye struggled to stare at Chen Ze.
"Don't talk. This is the way you chose. You came over after all."
Chen Ze said, feeding her pills.
Others were shocked when Chen Ze fed Wu Xuan pills: "her Enlightenment has collapsed. How can you waste pills like this!"
"I don't need your advice on how to use my pill." Chen Ze was very direct.
"You..." the man was still afraid whether Chen Ze could leave a name on the stele. He could only bite his teeth and bear it: "very arrogant. I hope your talent won't disappoint everyone, otherwise you will look good!"
Chen Ze doesn't care. He's sheltering Wu Xuan for healing. After all, he is the one who preaches and is the emperor. As long as he has time, his body will recover quickly. In particular, Chen Ze's elixir helped him, but he had recovered the disabled body in an hour, but his face was much pale, which consumed too much Qi and blood.
"You will only make me hate you more!" Wu Xuan contradicted.
"Isn't that better? If you love me, it's sad."
Chen Ze smiled.