Half an hour later, more than two hundred strong men from the three realms of Zhitian Pavilion, Red Feather Realm, Qixia Realm, and Minokong Realm finally joined forces to break out of the jungle and arrived at the hills and plateau behind the jungle. Fortunately, this
Once, they actually did not encounter a tidal wave of zombie monsters invading the ancient forest territory while the demonic whine kept ringing for a long time. Otherwise, they would definitely be in big trouble. Therefore, Feng Jueyu felt that they were
Very good luck this time g.
Passing through the vast jungle, he even forcibly opened a jungle road nearly ten feet wide on the way here. Such a large-scale effort is not something ordinary people can do. Even if Feng Jueyu takes the entire Qixia Alliance elders
There is no way to pull them all over, and only the top hidden forces like Zhitian Pavilion, plus all the top masters from the major forces in the three realms, can accomplish such amazing deeds.
After rushing out of the jungle, there was a vast plain ahead, and in a large area outside the jungle, no zombie monsters were seen. This is because there were only a few zombie monsters here before, but they were all dealt with by Feng Jueyu. On the desolate hilly plains,
Except for a few lonely old trees with crooked necks swinging their branches as if they were still dead, there were only a few huge corpses half-buried and half-buried in the wilderness, and there was no life at all. It looked like they had been dead for a long time.
Zombie monster.
"Feng Jueyu, there are no zombie monsters here? Are you exaggerating..." Zihuai never misses any opportunity to make Feng Jueyu lose trust in front of Qing Quanzi. As long as he catches such a
The opportunity is to raise doubts both inside and outside the words. Once Feng Jueyu says anything wrong, he will immediately turn this doubt into slander.
Feng Jueyu listened to his words, but his eyes were always on Qing Quanzi, and he said calmly: "Don't worry, if you walk forward, you will understand everything. Over there, there is a big wall with words.
I took a look at it when I came here, and it was very strange. Not only could I not memorize it, but I couldn't even copy it. What was recorded above should be the words of gods. But even in the pavilion, I went through the eight caves and never saw this kind of gods.
language."
"God's words?" Qing Quanzi's face was expressionless at first, but it wasn't until he heard these words that his expression changed.
"It should be the divine words. I'm not sure either. The master of the pavilion will know after seeing it himself." Feng Jueyu didn't dare to look at Pang Tan and could only say what he said against his will.
"Let's go." Qing Quanzi seemed to be interested. He waved his hand and flew out. More than two hundred people followed him, and Wu Sheng also warned everyone loudly: "Keep your eyes open along the way. If
There are fragments of artifacts, put them all away."
Feng Jueyu smiled and said: "Mr. Wu Ge, there are no artifact fragments here. If there were any, I would have taken them out long ago. How could there be such an omission?"
Wu Sheng nodded when he heard this but did not answer.
As expected, we didn't see many zombie monsters along the way. Only when we were about to reach the nameless wall, a small group of zombie monsters appeared wandering in the wilderness. There were about twenty or thirty of them. If we had looked at it before,
Feng Jueyu, Mo Xicheng and others must be facing a formidable enemy, but now, with more than two hundred experts in front and three artifact fragments in their hands, everything is no longer a problem.
After everyone cleaned up the zombies blocking the road like chopping melons and vegetables, they arrived at the nameless wall. The ancient word wall, which was like a boundary monument, exuded an aura of eternal desolation. It was simple and majestic. It was something extraordinary at first glance.
At this point, everyone's attention was attracted by the tall nameless wall. Even the master of the Qingquanzi Pavilion, who was in the Perfection Realm, came to the front of the wall to observe.
At this time, Feng Jueyu glanced knowingly at Pang Tan, who was pretending to be dumbfounded, and had no choice but to remind him loudly: "Don't try to interpret the divine words above, you will get hurt."
He shouted this and attracted everyone's attention. Most of them were skeptical and felt that Feng Jueyu's words were exaggerated. But when he saw the eyes of these people, he knew that his words were in vain.
But out of good intentions, he still reminded: "Don't be careless, everything I said is true."
"Really? I'm afraid you are afraid that others will understand the divine words on the wall and be stronger than you." Zihuai hated that his mentality had reached an almost perverted level, and he used provocation at the end of his words.
He said to the many elders of Qixia Alliance: "Look at how selfish your alliance leader is. You don't even know that you have been deceived by him."
"Zihuai, don't be rude." Shenghuang said in a pretentious manner.
Qing Quanzi remained silent. Feng Jueyu glanced at everyone and said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, you can try it, but don't blame me for not reminding you. If something happened, don't blame me."
"Just try it..."
Zihuai didn't believe in evil, or rather he didn't believe in Feng Jueyu. As he spoke, he stepped forward and started observing the wall carefully from the right side. When the others saw that Zihuai was such a touchstone, they were not in a hurry.
They went to understand it. They were indeed skeptical, but they didn’t want to be the first person. What if something happened?
The next moment, the wall in front of the nameless wall became completely silent, with only Zihuai standing in front of the wall of words and meditating seriously.feísuΖw.cоm
As one of the Seven Cave Holy Sons, Zihuai must have more experience in the cultivation of divine language and charm than many people present. He has also studied a large amount of divine language from ancient times. Although it was in different eras, what he learned was mixed and not systematic.
, but the victory is that I have mastered many tricks over time.
In this way, he started to comprehend from the right side, because the order of writing in this world is from top to bottom, from right to left, and the right side is the beginning.
Standing in front of the word wall, Zihuai quickly entered a state of selflessness. A faint golden stream of light flowed out of his body unconsciously, slowly forming several shining halos to wrap it up.
The halo of light rotates back and forth, driving his spiritual consciousness towards the nameless wall, which is the origin of divine power and spiritual consciousness.
Three seconds later...
Zihuai's body began to tremble, and at the same time, beads of sweat as big as soybeans seeped out from his forehead and began to patter down to the ground.
Comprehending the divine language is a kind of secret artistic conception. When the practitioner is comprehending, he will fully mobilize the knowledge he has learned and integrate it with his divine consciousness, and engage in a collision of thinking, which is a great test for spiritual power. Usually,
During the process of enlightenment, the practitioner must concentrate and understand the mystery hidden in the divine words, and there are two results, that is, a sudden breakthrough and a sudden enlightenment.
The latter result is easy to explain. It means that the practitioner has gone from knowing nothing about the artistic conception in the divine words to becoming more familiar with it and slowly unraveling the mysteries. In this way, the practitioner will appreciate the mystery of the great road of heaven and earth, allowing the practitioner to
To get to the next level.
On the contrary, it is the former one. If you still cannot fully understand the mystery of God's words when you comprehend it, you must stop, otherwise you will go astray and run counter to the mystery of God's words. Slowly it will be like
Once you get too far into a corner, and your understanding is in the wrong direction, it will put a huge burden on your spirit. In the end, it may hurt your brain at least, or damage the foundation of your spiritual consciousness, that is, your soul. That is all possible.
Obviously, Zihuai's understanding was not smooth. He frowned and looked puzzled. This was exactly the same as when Feng Jueyu understood the divine language, and the latter also knew that feeling.
I originally thought that the great avenues of heaven and earth were hidden within that symbol and could be touched with my hands, so I was eager for success and gain, but instead became more and more unreasonable. Slowly, my mental level was under increasing pressure until I collapsed.
"Zi Huai, that's enough, hurry up and give up." When Sheng Huang saw Zi Huai sweating profusely and trembling all over, he knew that his understanding was not smooth. Not only was it not smooth, but he had gone astray, so he quickly warned him.
"It's useless, he can't hear it." Feng Jueyu snorted expressionlessly with experience.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and Zihuai was shaken out by the divine power condensed in his body. He vomited a large mouthful of blood in the air, flew ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Zihuai." There were many mortals in Xingchen Pavilion, and the Holy Son surrounded them.
Feng Jueyu shook his head and sighed: "Is that what I said? It's useless..."
"I'll come..." At this time, more than a dozen saint sons and lords, who were much more powerful than Zi Huai, stood out from the crowd and walked up without believing in evil.
Feng Jueyu didn't stop him, spread his hands and stepped back, saying no more.
These dozen or so people have the same cultivation level as Ruan Xianchong, which is no small matter. Feng Jueyu took a look and saw that Ruan Xianchong, Wu Qingqiu, and Qi Lu were among them, but he did not stop him. He thought that these high-ranking people just refused to listen to advice.
, you have to suffer a loss to know how powerful it is, then give it a try.
As expected, no one could survive ten seconds, but for a moment, the sound of booming sounded continuously, and more than a dozen saints and lords were violently blasted out by the divine words in the nameless wall.
Whoosh!
Qing Quanzi looked at Pantan at this time and saw that Pantan was also meditating there, but he was not injured and gave up in time. Seeing Qing Quanzi looking at him, Pantan shook his head and said:
"It's no use."
Even Pang Tan, the person in the pavilion who had the deepest understanding of the divine language besides the pavilion master, thought he was incompetent, and the rest of the people were suddenly speechless.
When Qing Quanzi saw this, his face looked very ugly. He snorted coldly and said: "Get out of the way, I will try it myself."
Wow!
The crowd dispersed, and Qing Quanzi strode forward. He was different from others. Others had to hold their breath and prepare for it, and then the five qi came to the source and gradually entered the country before they dared to understand with their hearts. But Qing Quanzi
Standing generously on the nameless wall, you can still look at it from the right side.
One symbol, two symbols... In less than a moment, Qing Quanzi looked at almost half of it. Some bright and colorful brilliance gathered invisibly on his body, but unexpectedly, these colorful brilliance were not some kind of Dharma.
, but a stream of mixed anger.
Tens of seconds later, a drop of cold sweat dripped down Qing Quanzi's temples. At the same time, he let out a long roar, violently waved his right arm and slapped a palm behind him.