Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters Fengjian is in the center
"We are the descendants of cowards." The leading rebel weirdo told Xu Jun firmly: "But we are not cowards!"
Xu Jun couldn't fully understand what he said. Many of the pronunciations were too distorted, and they couldn't understand Major General Huadu's words.
She called Chu Yunsheng softly several times in succession, and found that there had been no movement since Chu Yunsheng said the three words "I know", and her eyes were fixed on the words on the top of the wall.
The leading rebel weirdo continued to say to Xu Jun in awe: "Wise man, we are preparing for the 627th rebellion, but our ancestors told us that without wise men, the resistance cannot succeed. We have lost wise men for a long time, our ancestors said
After the failure of the 605th resistance, there will be no wise men anymore, and no one will be able to read and inscribe new precepts on this wall."
Xu Jun supported the silent Chu Yunsheng. He seemed secretly worried, but his face was still very calm. The weirdo's words were too long and she couldn't distinguish a large part of them, so she asked again using their simple words:
"What?"
The leader of the weirdo resistance said solemnly: "It is said by our ancestors that as long as you persist in your unyielding will, you will one day break out of the slave prison. They said that as long as you persist in resisting three hundred times, a miracle will definitely happen and you will definitely succeed. Later, it failed.
No miracle occurred.
They told our ancestors at that time and their descendants at that time, saying that they were wrong and had to persist for at least the 600th time before they succeeded... The years have passed for too long, and the resistances again and again were recorded by our ancestors in this way.
It has been passed down from generation to generation and has become the only hope of our ancestors. They believe that those ancestors will not lie to them. After six hundred times, they will definitely succeed. Another miracle will definitely happen.
But the 600th great resistance still failed, and everyone was very discouraged. Many wise men from our ancestors disappeared for unknown reasons, and they no longer passed on the wise men to the next generation.
Later, they told us that they had misheard the warnings of their ancestors. The earlier ancestors would not lie to us. It was because they failed to understand the resistance experience of their ancestors recorded on the wall that they failed in the 600th time.
The ancestors at that time said that as long as you understand the knowledge engraved on the wall, you will definitely be successful. But we ourselves went in the wrong direction.
In order to understand the words on the wall, we have spent generations of people's efforts, but unfortunately all the wise men have become extinct. Time has passed and no one can understand these words."
This time it spoke very slowly and clearly. Although it was longer, Xu Jun could hear a small part clearly. Its words reminded her of the sad story of a blind artist.
An old artist learned a huge secret from his blind master, who said that if you break a thousand strings in your life, you can find the secret recipe to restore your light in the erhu. His master said that he had misremembered his master's words.
He thought that he could get out the secret recipe by breaking 800 strings, so he failed. Before he died, he warned him that he must break a thousand strings. After that, he kept it in his heart and treasured every broken string as a hope until he was old.
In the year of his death, he finally cut off enough numbers. He was so excited that he hurriedly opened the erhu...
Before he died, he earnestly warned his young blind apprentice that he had also remembered wrongly. It was not one thousand sticks, but twelve hundred sticks, in order to get the secret recipe. But he did not tell his young apprentice that it was
An amount that is impossible to break in a lifetime!
Xu Jun sighed lightly. She wanted to tell these weirdos that even if she was a real wise man and even if she could understand all the words on the wall, they would not be able to win the 627th's resistance.
This is a scam by their ancestors, a helpless and deeply desperate scam.
But maybe, the miracle that was recorded more than 600 times ago, maybe...
Xu Jun looked at Chu Yunsheng next to her, her eyes were confused, and she remembered many things from that year. She remembered that Chu Yunsheng appeared in her life and then disappeared from her life, just like the occasional splash of pebbles in the pool.
Who would have thought that these inconspicuous ripples would meet again like this after so many years?
Seeing that Xu Jun didn't speak, the leader of the weirdos said again: "Wu Nu will not die. They have immortal and decaying souls. If you want to kill them completely, you must attack their lair. But that place has been destroyed since the 600th time."
After failure, no one will know how to go or enter. Therefore, wise man, please carefully identify the experience left by our ancestors. This time, we cannot fail again. With you, we will definitely succeed! Realize the achievements of our ancestors.
prophecy!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, pulling others to kneel down and worship him. Read the full text of the God of Death.
Xu Jun knew that there was nothing he could do, so he said nothing and just sat quietly, waiting for Chu Yunsheng to "wake up".
After about an hour, there was still no movement from Chu Yunsheng. Xu Jun sat silently. The weirdos who couldn't get her "agree" had to wait miserably.
There was a commotion outside, and several slightly stronger weirdos hurriedly broke in with crude weapons made from plant stems. Kiri said nervously.
It spoke so fast that Xu Jun couldn't understand it at all.
However, the expression of the leader of the weirdos changed, and he stood up in a hurry and said: "Wise man, Wu Nu and the slave soldiers can't get in here. Don't worry, I'll go take a look."
Xu Jun frowned slightly, realizing that maybe the slender man and the giant sloth were coming, so he immediately got up and said, "I'll go take a look with you."
Chu Yunsheng couldn't tell what kind of extinct animal the "overseer" was. She was more knowledgeable and could tell at the time. Also, the ones in the river were not actually octopuses, but she couldn't remember their names at the moment. There were also some
There are huge glyptodonts, but there are not many of them. They are all creatures on earth that became extinct a long time ago.
Now, Chu Yunsheng was inexplicably silent. If the enemy might invade, she needed to be prepared and know in advance.
The leader of the weirdos was a little worried about the safety of the only wise person, but he didn't want to go against her idea, so he nodded in agreement and let a few of the strongest weirdos protect her tightly.
When they arrived at the entrance of the tunnel, they saw countless weirdos being driven in front of them by the overseers, all kneeling, and the ground was filled with darkness.
When they came out, the overseers were already killing them, beating them to death one after another.
The weirdo leader clenched his fists, and his eyes almost burst out with anger.
"Gubi, Wu Nu said, they only want one person. It's not a human. It's the monster brought by the wise man. As long as we hand it over, Wu Nu said, we can forgive the sins of others." Guarding the entrance.
A weirdo hurriedly came over and said, his eyes full of tension and expectation.
The leader of the weirdos hesitated for a moment. He saw Chu Yunsheng smashing the slave soldier's head with his own eyes, and saw Chu Yunsheng kill the supreme body of Wu Nu with his own eyes. He will definitely play a greater role in the resistance he is preparing soon.
However, if they are not handed over, many people will die, and the long-prepared resistance action will also be aborted. Especially this time, the wise man finally appears, and the ancestors predicted that it will definitely succeed!
It looks towards Xu Jun...
"no!"
After listening to Weird Head's explanation, Xu Jun immediately disagreed.
Even though they were indeed firm words, when they came out of her mouth, they were still very calm, as if there were no ripples at all.
"Wise man, I know you are reluctant to part with it, but the current situation, if..." The weirdo leader couldn't bear to offend Xu Jun. He couldn't force it, so he tried to explain that every time it delayed a sentence, many people would
life disappears.
"That won't work either." Xu Jun interrupted him. This was the first time she interrupted someone else: "Gubi, if you hand him over, I'm sure your resistance this time will be defeated."
At this time, she paused for a moment. Faced with the weird emotions that were about to get out of control, she had to add: "On the contrary, you may really succeed this time!"
The weirdo leader's eyes suddenly lit up, but then there was a trace of confusion, obviously he did not fully understand the meaning of this sentence.
Xu Jun didn't believe the weirdo and immediately returned to the tunnel.
Waking up Chu Yunsheng is the only way to pursue the beautiful master.
The leader of the weirdo gritted his teeth and said to the weirdo next to him: "Guard the entrance of the cave, don't let anyone in!"
This decision is tantamount to pinning all its hopes on the warnings of its ancestors. Without the wise men, their long-prepared resistance is likely to fail again. Even if more people die, the wise men must be saved first.
Its decision was quickly discovered by the Slender Man through its actions, and the "overseers" immediately increased the speed of the massacre. Immediately, a team still composed of weirdos began to attack the cave entrance that resisted the weirdians' protection.
The "overseer" is too tall to enter the tunnel, but the weirdo himself can.
The weird rebels not only scolded the traitors, but also provoked them to kill each other.
The weirdo traitors worked even harder. Behind them, there were obviously a lot of hostages gathered under the whips of the overseers.
Time passed little by little, but Chu Yunsheng still showed no sign of "waking up". No matter how much Xu Jun shook him, he didn't move at all.
The weirdo leader couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately decided to carry out the 627th resistance. If it continued to be killed by the slave soldiers, all the people it had contacted and hidden in various fragments would be destroyed, and it would be in vain.
Even if you die, you have to try it again no matter what.
Even if you fail, there is still the 628th time. As long as the wise man is there, you will definitely succeed next time!
Under the Sky Garden of Tianyu Kingdom, a tragic large-scale uprising broke out again. The whimpering trumpets were like a summons, "igniting" one piece after another.
The long-awaited rebel monsters suddenly launched a suicide attack on the unsuspecting supervisors, wreaking havoc on the construction site being repaired, leaving the fragmented land suddenly in a bloody mess.
The leader of the weirdos solemnly placed the little girl who was almost taken away by the overseer in front of Xu Jun and begged: "Please teach her writing and pass on the wisdom from generation to generation. She is the one we selected from the next generation.
The smartest kid."
After saying that, he picked up the crude weapon and walked out of the tunnel without looking back.
At this moment, Chu Yunsheng felt as if he was in a vast universe of stars. Every time his consciousness attached to a planet, countless other stars felt like they were rapidly scattering around him.
The entire universe is in motion, expanding at a terrifying speed. The distances between stars and galaxies, and the distances between galaxies, are getting further and further away, and getting faster and faster.
But no matter which planet it is attached to, this way of expansion and distance becomes uniform and discrete with it as the center.
This is a very strange, magical and wonderful feeling.
In other words, this expansion is discrete and has no center, but at the same time, every planet, and even every point in space, is a center!
It is difficult to describe this kind of movement using language, models and mathematics.
It has touched upon extremely profound and mysterious areas.
But this is not the real universe, but an imaginary scene. In other words, someone has built a model of this movement!
The words left by the people who broke the town and the power radiated pulled him here. That power was vaguely similar to the power he controlled, but it was definitely much stronger and purer, almost at its peak.
The mighty sound echoed in his ears, and the only sentence carved on the wall by the man who broke the town was:
Emperor Linghuang, God is destroyed, my original self is driven away from the four sky, holding the sword in the center!
In his zero dimension, the material fragments condensed into swords and swept around.
For the first time, he saw the location of the damn third energy.