"... in that war, I tried my best to repel foreign practitioners and keep the Scriptures!"

Li Wuzhen wakes up from his memory. His words are still full of excitement and pride.

"It was also in that war that I was promoted from a warrior in the realm of holding the pill in the sixth grade to a warrior in the realm of seeing God in the seventh grade!"

Li Wuzhen looks down at the fragments of the slate, reaches out his fingers and flicks them gently.

"As soon as I saw this fragment of slate, I had a sense of inexplicable familiarity. As if I had seen it somewhere. "

"When I think back to that war, I just found out that I had seen similar flagstones!"

When ye Yu heard the words, his eyes brightened and he said in a voice, "is it the same as this piece of slate?"

Li Wuzhen recalled, "the stone is bigger, but both the texture and the characters on it are the same!"

Xiao zhantian beside pondered for a moment and asked Li Wuzhen.

"Master, whose hand was that slate in?"

"The Church of light, Saint saya!" said Li Wuzhen word by word

"Hiss"

Xiao zhantian takes a deep breath and says in a surprised voice, "it's him!"

"Saint saya?"

Ye Yu didn't hear the name, so he was confused for a while.

Seeing that Ye Yu didn't know this man, Xiao zhantian explained, "Saint saya is the speaker of the Church of light. In fact, he has the same strength as master!"

"And holding three holy things, the power can not be underestimated!"

"Which three holy things?" Ye Yu asks Xiao zhantian curiously.

Xiao zhantian raised three fingers and said, "three holy things are the heritage of the Church of light."

"The Scarab of light, the crown of thorns, and the slate of fate!"

After Xiao zhantian finished, he suddenly responded.

"Isn't this fragment of slate, the fragment of destiny's slate, impossible?"

Li Wuzhen nodded slightly and said solemnly, "I'm afraid that's it!"

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"With the help of fate slate, he has exerted great destiny skill!"

"I remember clearly that the fate slate in his hand at that time was not complete. It seemed to be a patchwork, lacking the most edge corner!"

Li Wuzhen made a comparison with his hands on the stone pieces on the tea table.

"Now it seems that this piece of slate may be the one missing from the fate slate!"

"Like this..." Ye Yu looked at the fragments of slate on the tea table and believed in monkey king's inference.

"In that case, St. Saia will be determined to get the slate!"

When ye Yu finished speaking, Li Wuzhen and Xiao zhantian were alert.

"That's not to be missed!"

With a solemn look on his face, Li Wuzhen said in a deep voice, "the slate of destiny is very important for Saint Saiya."

"If we can make it complete the slate of fate, his great destiny skill will be his most important card!"

On one side of Xiao zhantian's face, there was a worried look. "Would St. Saiya have known the existence of this stone fragment at the moment?"

"This..." after a moment's meditation, the monkey king said with a solemn face, "it's possible!"

"Inheriting the sacred things should not be underestimated. There must be some connection between the stone fragments!"

"But don't worry, his Saint Saiya dare not be arrogant in the kingdom of Gu!"

When Li Wuzhen finished, the sword in his eyes soared. "If he reaches out, I will cut off his claws directly!"

"Ye Yu, please put away the stone pieces! Don't let the Church of light get it! "

Li Wuzhen looked at Ye Yu and said solemnly.

Ye Yu nodded, "don't worry, I don't want to give it to you. No one can take it!"

Looking down at the strange words on the slate, Ye Yu asks Li Wuzhen in a voice.

"Elder martial brother, what does the above sentence imply?"

"I always think that it has something to do with the broken boundary of Shang Wang Daji!"