Looking at the looming figure in front of me, there is no need to hesitate anymore at this time.
Chen Zhi and the others began to walk forward step by step, and at this time, a wonderful thing happened.
The not-so-distant figure in front of him suddenly put a huge amount of pressure on him. This kind of pressure was inexplicable. It seemed to come from a sense of inferiority in people's hearts. The pressure was about to overwhelm him.
With every step he took, Chen Zhi's heart began to beat wildly, the blood all over his body boiled, and large beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.
His body was unwilling to move forward, as if telling him how presumptuous this daring behavior was.
Being of such a lowly bloodline, he actually dared to walk in front of the holy image in front of him, wanting to see the other person's true face.
And this kind of reaction was not only experienced by Chen Zhi, Chen Zhi clearly heard that the heartbeats of Fat Wei and Guidao behind him also accelerated significantly, and they were almost reaching the limit of the human body.
The ghost sword was holding the long sword tightly at this time, and the aura on his body was about to explode at any time.
Chen Zhi knew that Ghost Sword was too nervous at this time. If there was even the slightest disturbance, he would explode immediately, and the long sword out of control would cut it into pieces.
And this kind of behavior will offend the owner of Didui Valley ahead.
"You guys stay here first!"
Chen Zhi turned his head and said softly to Ghost Sword and Fat Wei:
"Just wait for me where you are and don't move!
We'll be there soon, I'll go there by myself, remember, no matter what happens, don't act rashly, I can solve it myself!"
"Are you in danger?",
Ghost Sword is obviously a little worried about Chen Zhi.
"Don't think about this problem!",
Chen Zhi shook his head gently:
"Since we have chosen to come in, it doesn't matter whether it is dangerous or not.
Our current destiny depends entirely on the front, we can only advance, not retreat."
After Chen Zhi finished speaking, he glanced at Ghost Sword and Pang Wei seriously, then turned back and continued walking forward.
In front of you are layers of thin white gauze fluttering. I don’t know how many gauze tents are hung here, one layer after another, and you can’t even see the end of it.
But these white gauze are as if they will never fall into the dust. They are white, flawless, fluttering, and beautiful, unlike things in the world.
And the figure in blue behind the white sand slowly revealed his clear appearance.
He was still the same as Chen Zhi saw last time, wearing a pure blue robe like the sea, with long hair shawl, like crystal that had never been touched, sitting there quietly and dry
.
When Chen Zhi saw this, he couldn't help but think of the handwriting he found in the Jiang Family Library, written by Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou Dynasty.
"I am a person spurned by heaven. Fortunately, I was saved by my benefactor. I asked my benefactor to grant me a name, but I was rejected by my benefactor. I had to kneel down and say goodbye with tears!
My benefactor saved all the people of Xiqi from the fire from heaven. It’s a pity that I can’t repay my great kindness!
I later heard that my benefactor was born from the God Emperor and was the queen of the Great Sun Goddess. He was very noble. Because he was trapped in mortal love, he was punished by the nine thunders of heaven, burning him again and again, and he suffered unspeakably!
Such a god is not something we, the mere mortals, can covet!
I secretly think about my filthy body as a mortal, and I dare not think about my benefactor’s great kindness.
Just remember it here!
The ancient god of Dashui is my benefactor, Xiqi!"
Words like divine writing are never exaggerated.
"The punishment of the nine-carrying sky thunder, burning again and again, is unspeakable."
That is to say, I have indeed endured the punishment of the thunder nine times, not once less.
Although Chen Zhi couldn't imagine what the thunder looked like now, after being punished by the thunder, his muscles and bones would be broken, and his skin and flesh would be gone. His current perfect appearance was really inappropriate.
Moreover, in that record, a very important piece of information was also described. Ji Fa said that this divine descendant was the queen of the Sun Goddess.
This reminded Chen Zhi of the majestic and terrifying female figure in the Tomb of the God of Drought in Shandong.
This was so unbelievable that Chen Zhi also had some doubts about the authenticity of that handwritten note.
The person in front of me is so perfect, like someone who jumped out of an ancient scroll.
His face is indeed more beautiful than that of a woman, his face is as white as jade, crystal clear, his fingertips look like they were carved out of ice, and his long dark hair is spread over his shoulders.
Just like the aloof sons of gods that Chen Zhi had seen in the images of Chaoge 5,000 years ago, they were as perfect, but they were nobler and more flawless than those sons of gods.
He was indeed playing the harp in his hand, but he couldn't see where the harp was. He only saw a long, dark stone chopping board with no strings on it.
But those white jade-like fingers were gently playing with it, and the sound came through like the sound of nature.
And on the chopping board, there was the sparkling Gala gemstone.
"God!",
Chen Zhi stopped when he was still about five meters away from the front, and then bowed very humbly.
Put your hands sideways forward and bend your left knee down to show respect to the person in front of you in the ancient Zhou ritual way!
The man in front, Zhu Lin, who was wearing blue clothes, finally stopped playing the piano, then raised his head and glanced at Chen Zhi lightly.
He is still exactly the same as he was in the past, still very friendly, approachable and without any pretensions.
But Chen Zhi remembered Fat Wei's words and saw that the blue robe he was wearing was indeed too fat and loose, as if there was something wrapped inside and he wanted to hide it!
"Chief Jiang, why did you send such a precious gift to me?
And I don’t care about this kind of thing anymore!
This kind of thing that can confer gods should be a trick that your Jiang family is good at..."
Zhu Lin, who was wearing a blue robe, smiled lightly and spoke in a voice just like that of an ordinary human being, making people feel no sense of disobedience.
"You came specifically to find me, but you found me again. What do you want to do?
I think your purpose is the same as that of the child from Fengdu, right?
Are you still holding on to this childish idea? Do you want to pull me to your side and participate in your children's games?"