Monarch of Evernight: One, one, three, my heart is buried here

bsp;At the top of the peak, Qianye was kneeling on one knee, his whole body vibrating continuously, and every joint was making a clicking sound. With great difficulty, his body finally straightened up a bit. This tiny movement also caused a series of bone cracking sounds to be heard inside his body.

Qianye’s whole body was wet and covered with gray rain. Each of these drops of rainwater pressed down on Qianye like a hill, making him unable to straighten up. Moreover, the effect of Gray Rain suppressing the body's vitality still existed. Large areas of flesh and blood in Qianye's body died, and then were ignited and reborn by the gold-burning blood, and so on. Fortunately, the sky was clear at the top of the mountain, and gray rain could no longer be seen. Moreover, the blazing sunshine that came from nowhere evaporated the rainwater, quickly reducing the pressure on Qianye.

Finally, Qianye stood up and exhaled a breath of death. This death energy was gray in color and fell to the ground, immediately turning the ground into a gray and black rocky land.

After exhaling his death breath, Qianye regained his ability to move, and couldn't help but feel grateful in his heart. At the last moment, Qianye knew that if he followed the rules, he would never be able to reach the top again, so he made a desperate move, activated Void Flash, protected himself with the original wings, and forced his way to the top.

With the blessing of the original wings, Qianye's body is like a gun, and all his qualities have been fully improved, and he can withstand the invasion of gray rain. And the ability of Void Flash to cross the void is perfect here. In an instant, he passed through the layers of space barriers and successfully reached the top.

The two inheritances left by the Black Winged King once again showed their supreme power at this moment. Without them, Qianye would have turned into a pile of withered bones. The inquiry left by the Zhiji King is actually not a test, but a murderous intention. It's incredibly simple, yet extremely dangerous. Under the divine general, it is a dead end. Even if you become a **** general, whether you can reach the top depends on whether you are strong enough. With Carol's level of combat power, success is only a matter of 50 to 50. People who are not as strong as Carol, such as the former marshal of the military department whom Qianye once faced, are destined to die on this road of questioning.

After experiencing the state of mind of King Zhiji, Qianye finally understood that King Zhiji was full of desolation at that time, so how could he have the mood to cultivate his descendants? He set up numerous hurdles and finally laid out the killer move of Asking the Heart, not to give future generations a chance, but to trap and kill all the greedy people and bury them as sacrifices for the things buried on the peak!

Only the core inheritance of the black-winged king Anduya can break the deadlock. Looking back now, whether it is the ancient scroll or the chapter of the saint in the hands of Mr. Wei, it is obvious that it was not written by a **** general, but should be written by some king-level figure.

Only the Maharaja and the King of Heaven can deal with the King of Heaven.

However, the inheritance of the Black Winged King allowed Qianye to reach the top first with his meager strength. In comparison, his power was far superior to that of the big shot behind Mr. Wei.

Qianye has the upper hand for the time being, so Wei Lao will definitely rush to the summit faster to stop himself. Although I don’t know when they will come up, they probably don’t have much time left for me. The scenery at the top of the mountain is beautiful, there is no gray rain, and no other murderous traps can be seen. Thinking about it, maybe King Zhiji feels that asking for guidance is enough, or he has no resources to lay more traps. In any case, when Carol and Wei Lao come up, there will be no restrictions, and Qianye will have to face two divine generals. Even if they are all seriously injured and their strength is exhausted, they are still divine generals. Not to mention two people, even one person is not something Qianye can handle.

Time is precious now, and Qianye knows that the glimmer of hope for his survival lies in what King Zhiji left at the top of the mountain.

The top of the peak is covered with green grass, the sun is blazing and bright, and even the wind is soft and fresh, with a hint of the force, and you feel extremely comfortable after taking a breath. If you live here for a long time, even if you don't practice, your strength will steadily increase until you break through to become a warrior.

In the center of the peak, there is a small mountain, undulating, looking like a sleeping snake. On the top of the hill, there are more than ten huge bone spurs standing upright. The longest one is a hundred meters long. From a distance, they look like a row of tall masts. Halfway up the hill, there is a stone hall built. The structure is quite simple, but as the only building on the top of the mountain, it is very eye-catching.

As soon as his body recovered, Qianye ran towards the stone palace at full speed. If King Zhiji left anything behind, it would definitely be in this stone palace.

Qianye went at full speed, and several kilometers passed by in a blink of an eye. He rushed up the mountain and stood in front of the stone palace in the blink of an eye.

Looking from a close distance, this stone palace is about ten meters high. The door is open, and there is a deep passage inside the door, with a faint flicker of fire. After passing through the giant gate and asking for help, Qianye knew that King Zhiji was good at arranging space. The stone palace seemed small, but there might be a vast world inside.

Qianye did not rush into the palace, but stood at the door and observed carefully first.

The stone palace was not built in a regular manner. Many of the stones looked like natural objects and had not been repaired. But after looking at it for a long time, I felt that there was another natural artistic conception, as if each stone should be placed there, and its position could not be moved at all. Not to mention moving the position, even adding more knives and axes, smoothing some edges and corners, will destroy the natural artistic conception.

Looking at this stone palace, Qianye felt something vaguely in his heart. The artistic conception revealed in the stone tablet was a kind of unwillingness in the sadness and loneliness, and looking at this stone palace, Qianye felt as if he was dying. All hopes and expectations have gone away and will never return.

When Ye Tong left, Qianye was equally disheartened. It is impossible for humans to set foot on the Holy Mountain. No matter how confident Qianye is, he knows that he cannot set foot on the Holy Mountain of the Eternal Night Council for the first time in a thousand years. As powerful as Wuzu and Taizu, even at the time, they could not achieve such great achievements.

It would be better not to have such hope.

Qianye sighed softly and walked into the stone hall.

The passage in the stone palace was not long. Qianye walked into a hall before walking far. The furnishings in the hall are equally simple, with a stone brazier placed at each corner, with flames jumping inside, adding a faint light to the hall. There is something mysterious about these four stone basins. The flames inside have been burning for nearly a hundred years and have not been extinguished yet.

At the end of the stone hall, there is a stone table with traces of ax and knife chisels still on it. In Qianye's eyes, every mark was like a bolt of lightning striking deep in his consciousness. The profound artistic conception contained therein almost made him unable to breathe!

I finally moved my eyes away from the stone table and saw eight large characters carved on the stone wall at the end. On the right was 'Bury my heart here' and on the left was 'Point to the sky and ask'. The moment he saw these eight characters, Qianye fell into a trance again. The scenery in his eyes changed. The man in green clothes appeared again, standing in the center of the stone hall, writing in the air with his finger as a pen. Every time a stroke is written, a corresponding notch will appear on the stone wall, and in the blink of an eye there will be eight characters in the book.

At this moment, the man's mood was different. He was tired and empty. He seemed to have lost interest in everything. Only when he wrote the four words "Zhitian asked" did he show a trace of anger.

After writing the eight characters, he seemed to have lost all his strength, even his spirit was drained away, and his whole person was like a body without a soul. The man placed something on the stone table and stood quietly for a long time before turning around and walking out of the hall.

When the man walked in front of Qianye, he suddenly stopped, glanced at Qianye, and said calmly: "You are here. It seems that she does not want to disappear here after all. Forget it, let her go with you. , if you have the ability to repair her in the future, it will be considered as a reward for me."

After that, the man in blue shirt walked through Qianye, walked out of the palace door, and disappeared.

Qianye stood there, staring blankly at the palace door, unable to tell whether it was reality or an illusion. Shouldn't this be the scene from decades ago? Shouldn't it be the King of Zhiji in his youth? But what about what he said to himself? Did he see himself? Or is it that in this stone palace, not only space, but also time are intertwined, allowing the Zhiji King seventy years ago to see Qianye now?

All kinds of thoughts come and go, making Qianye extremely confused.

Through the stone palace gate, Qianye suddenly saw two figures appearing on the edge of the mountain top. That was Carol and Wei Lao. They finally broke through the gray rain blockade and climbed to the top of the mountain. The two of them looked embarrassed, their bodies were soaked, and the rain kept dripping down Wei Lao's beard and hair. However, the electric fire on Carol's body had long since disappeared, and her long hair was wet and clinging tightly to her body. On the forehead.

As soon as she set foot on the top of the mountain, Carol threw the heavy box on the ground, then her legs weakened and she knelt down on one knee, gasping for air. Old Wei shook his body and almost fell down. He staggered and then managed to stand firm.

However, the two of them were divine generals after all, and they recovered much faster than Qianye. In just a few breaths, they stabilized their breathing, shook the rain off their bodies, and then ran straight towards the stone palace.

The scenery at the top of the peak was monotonous, and the stone palace was too conspicuous. The two of them spotted the stone palace at a glance and hurried over.

Seeing Carol and Wei Lao, Qianye was shocked and recovered from the illusion. Time was running out at this moment, so Qianye turned around and rushed towards the stone table without thinking too much. There was a long dark silver metal tube placed on the stone table. It was unclear what metal it was. The moment he saw it, Qianye suddenly felt that it seemed to be nodding to him.

Yes, this long metal tube gave Qianye the feeling that it was a living thing, with its own life and soul.

The long metal tube emits a faint glimmer, forming a light mask that covers the entire stone table. The situation is urgent at this moment. No matter what this thing is used for, it is Qianye's only hope to tide over the difficulties. I only hope that the methods left by King Zhiji are as powerful as Jumen and Wenxinlu, and can help Qianye survive the disaster.

Qianye reached out and grabbed the long metal tube. When his fingers touched the light curtain, the light curtain immediately rippled like water and dispersed quietly. The scattered light waves all penetrated Qianye's body, and the whole process was as natural as flowing water. Qianye was unable to resist it. No matter the dark gold blood energy or the morning light, they could not block these light waves.

When the light wave entered the body, Qianye felt as if his whole body was immersed in warm water, feeling indescribably comfortable. His blood energy and Dawn Force increased rapidly, and he returned to his peak state in an instant. Qianye was immediately shocked. He didn't know what the light wave was made of, but it could replenish blood and the force of dawn at the same time. In terms of Force attributes, Dark Gold Blood Qi and Dawn Qiming are at the apex of light and darkness respectively, with completely different properties.

The fact that Qianye can be restored to his full state in an instant shows that the power contained in the light waves is extremely terrifying and is not as gentle as it seems on the surface. Qianye was safe and sound only after getting the permission of King Zhiji, which made up for his condition. It is conceivable that if you touch the light curtain rashly without getting approval, you may be beaten to ashes.

After taking possession of it, a consciousness spread from the long metal tube to Qianye's heart, instantly making him understand the origin and purpose of this thing.

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