Chapter 562: Forest of Steles in the Underground Palace

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Wu Bei looked up at the dome. He found that the dome above was a very standard spherical surface, which was extremely spectacular. The dome was formed from a complete piece of smooth rock. It was hard to imagine how millions of square meters of boulders could be made so neatly.

Curved.

He looked at these monuments, including stone, wood, metal, and some unknown materials. Most of these monuments were dilapidated, and only a few of them were still intact.

He came to a stone tablet, which was densely engraved with words. This was a kind of writing that was older than immortal script, and it was very difficult to read. Fortunately, he had the eye of dimension, so he could understand these after a little thought.

The meaning expressed by the words. There are tens of thousands of words written on the stele. In the center of the stele, there is an extremely complex ancient pattern.

This pattern was very weird. Wu Bei took one look at it and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. These words were an explanation and translation of the pattern. He read the words and silently wrote down the shape of the pattern.

Understanding this pattern cannot be accomplished overnight, and he does not have time to waste it here.

Continuing to walk forward, most of the steles were broken, so he only looked at the complete steles. There were hundreds of thousands of steles in the huge underground palace, but only a few hundred were still intact today.

He came to the second stele, which also had a pattern on it, followed by tens of thousands of words of explanation. After writing down the words and patterns, he walked to the third stele.

He has dimensional eyes, which are like super cameras. He can instantly record words and patterns and store them in his mind for later thinking.

Zhou Xianju did not dare to go inside. He stood outside the forest of steles and waited, saying, "Sir, please be careful."

When he came to the third tablet, he still wrote down the content on it. Next came the fourth and fifth tablets. I don't know if it was because of the Eye of Dimension, but he didn't encounter any danger and it went very smoothly.

So he walked towards the center, and after writing down the contents of the twelve tablets, he came to the very center of the underground palace.

Different from the surrounding environment, there are nine steles standing in the middle. Each of these nine steles are more than 300 meters high, more than 100 meters wide, and dozens of meters thick!

The nine tablets are all made of strange metals. The words recorded on them are as big as a bucket, and there are at least a million words.

The words on these nine steles are also different from the words on the other steles. They are older. Wu Bei couldn't decipher them for a while, so he could only write them down. In addition to the words, there are also other words on each stele.

Engraving a dozen or dozens of complex patterns.

Because there were too many words, Wu Bei had to stand far away to read them. After he wrote down all the contents of the nine monuments, he suddenly felt nauseated and then dizzy.

"Oops, you overused your eyes!" He was startled, stopped looking at the other monuments, and quickly returned to the original route.

Zhou Xianju had been waiting outside the Forest of Steles. He was very worried when he saw Wu Bei entering the depths of the Forest of Steles. But later he saw that he was safe and sound, so he felt relieved. At this time, Wu Bei walked quickly, his face as pale as paper. In his heart

Startled, he quickly helped him out of the underground palace.

After returning to the stone room, Wu Bei still had not recovered, so he had to sit down and rest.

Everyone has been to the underground palace and observed the inscriptions, so they are not surprised by this.

One person said: "Doctor Wu was careless. He must have read the inscription that he shouldn't have read."

Another person said: "Yes, these monuments are very strange. If you look at them correctly, they will be helpful to your cultivation. If you look at them wrongly, they will do great harm."

When Wu Bei heard their discussion, he couldn't help but wonder. Why didn't he feel any harm after seeing so many monuments? He suppressed the feeling of vomiting, opened his eyes and asked: "Everyone, how many monuments have you seen?"

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Zhou Xianju said: "I have been here for a long time. So far, I have seen three tablets, but only one suits me. I now devote all my energy to studying the meaning of the inscription."

Wu Bei's heart moved: "Zhenzhen Zhou, can you read the words on the tablet?"

Zhou Xianju smiled bitterly: "It is precisely because I don't understand that I keep studying the words on the tablet."

Wu Bei was slightly surprised, thinking that if you can't read words, then what are you studying? In his opinion, this is tantamount to showing human words to a wild monkey. No matter how smart the monkey is, it will be impossible to decipher it.

The meaning expressed by human words.

Wu Bei said: "Does Zhenren Zhou recognize the immortal text?"

Zhou Xianju nodded: "I have done some research on immortal texts. So far, there are twenty-seven immortal texts that I can understand."

Wu Bei was shocked, twenty-seven? That’s useless!

He coughed and said, "Master Zhou, is there anyone in this world who knows all the immortal texts?"

Zhou Xianju shook his head: "Impossible. The inheritance of prehistoric civilization has long been cut off. Some people can only understand two or three immortal texts in their entire lives."

Wu Bei: "If one person can read two or three, and countless people follow him, won't all the immortal texts be deciphered?"

Zhou Xianju smiled bitterly: "Everyone's understanding of immortal literature is very one-sided. It is fine for oneself to use, but it may not be suitable for others to use."

Speaking of this, he said: "Doctor Wu seems to be interested in immortal literature. I have collected many ancient books on the study of immortal literature. You can take it back and read it. It may be helpful."

As he spoke, he took out three books and handed them to Wu Bei. It could be seen that he cherished these three books very much and wrapped them layer by layer with cloth.

Wu Bei took it over and flipped through it. After reading only a few pages, he showed an incredulous expression. What the hell is this? This is not a cracked fairy tale. It is simply nonsense!

Zhou Xianju mistakenly thought that he was shocked by the research results in the book, and said with a smile: "How is it? The book in the hands of Divine Doctor Wu was written by an Immortal from the Four Realms who studies immortal literature. I got it with great difficulty."

Wu Bei didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod.

He flipped through the other two books. These two books were similar to the previous one, and the explanations of fairy texts in them were very subjective. Although occasionally the annotations of some words were very close to the original meaning, most of the fairy texts were

It is not objective and full of errors and omissions.

After flipping through three books, he returned the book to the other party and said, "Zhenren Zhou, I can't understand this kind of book, so let's forget it."

Zhou Xianju took the book back with a smile, then wrapped it up again, put it on his body, and said: "Miracle Doctor Wu, there is no end to your learning. If you accumulate it slowly, one day you will be able to understand fairy texts."

Wu Bei was speechless, so he simply closed his eyes and continued to recuperate.

About an hour later, he felt much better and his head was no longer dizzy. He said to everyone: "Everyone, you need some medicinal materials for your disease. I will cure you after I prepare the medicine."

Everyone expressed their gratitude, and Wu Bei stopped staying. He and Pei Qing returned to the first door. Just as they were about to enter the first door, they saw a person walking outside. He asked loudly: "Where is Wu Bei?"

Wu Bei stopped and looked at the person coming.

This was a man in his early thirties. He strode over. He looked at Wu Bei and asked, "Are you Wu Bei?"

Wu Beidao: "It's me, who are you?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're fine. You can come with me now."


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