Chapter 39 Jianmu
The interior of the church is neat and tidy, and it does not look like it has been damaged in the slightest, not far from itself.
There are rows of decayed wooden seats.
In general, this church, compared to the world outside, with only broken walls and broken walls, and the walking dead, seems to be two worlds.
Qin Luo looked around and didn't dare to relax in the slightest, it was too quiet here.
In this kind of place, silence is an anomaly, and besides, the scene of those skeleton soldiers not daring to approach here is already worth it, so he doesn't dare to slack off in the slightest!
His gaze finally fixed on a wooden door, and Qin Luo summoned the core of the Jianmu tree and aimed it at the wooden door.
Phew-
The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and Qin Luo, who was holding it in his hand, actually held the other end of the jade long stick, which stretched for dozens of meters, and stabbed the wooden door open in one fell swoop.
When you enter the room, the first thing that catches your eye is a statue about two meters long.
It was a man.
Qin Luo looked around and found that the place he was in, if you put aside the statue, it would be an ordinary room.
There are beds, tables and chairs, but they are all rotten, and they can fall apart in an instant when a gust of wind blows.
On the right side of the room, there was a staircase, but Qin Luo had no interest in going up, feeling too passive.
He simply put the core of the Jianmu tree back into the space ring, and sat cross-legged on the relatively clean ground.
looked at the few space rings that he hadn't used.
This was given by Qin Yu and Qin Xiao before they left.
Qin Luo originally thought that with his own strength, exploring the secret realm would be a small case.
But as a result, this is actually a thousand worlds.
It is equivalent to directly raising a normal mission to Hell difficulty.
It must be known that the strongest person in the Middle Thousand Worlds can be compared to Da Luo, so the strength of the Heavenly Dao is equivalent to that of a quasi-saint.
Now I am at most with a big Luo Jin Immortal.
Of course, this is not the most terrifying
The one who is terrifying, the one who destroyed this place like this.
Qin Luo didn't think that if someone destroyed his own world, Heavenly Dao would not move, so he must have blocked it, but he didn't succeed in blocking it.
From this, it can be deduced that the strength of that person is higher than that of the Heavenly Dao.
Quasi-saint, saint, or stronger.
Even if there is a high probability that the person has left this world, there can be no absolutes about anything without certainty.
"The chance of successfully leaving this time is only sixty percent, what is the difference between this rounding and sending to death, being pitted!"
Ye Jun, who was watching the live broadcast, burst out laughing when he heard this.
Others don't know what this sentence means, but he still doesn't know if it's okay, and immediately sends a message to ridicule.
Ye Jun: @秦洛, you are Lao Gou Sheng!
Qin Luo: "Hehe!"
Ying Zheng: Big man, I'm thinking, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out for a while, and the Zen Sealing Room will be delayed again!
Bo Feng Shuimen: Hahaha, I've been waiting for year after year, and it feels like it's been almost three years!
Ying Zheng: Little Yellow Mao, shut up for me!
Lin Jiu: I think three years may not be enough!
Uncle Nine, who has never been particularly active in the group, sent out this message.
Between the lines, everyone saw a full affirmation!
Ying Zheng: I'm Gan!(╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻
Although he didn't want to admit it, Ying Zheng was indeed preparing for this in his heart silently!
And it's not a good thing, all of a sudden, it takes time to digest such a large territory.
Why did Da Qin die II, although his stupid son was indispensable, there was one of the most important reasons.
The remnants of the Six Kingdoms have never been completely integrated with Great Qin, and until now, the people of Great Qin have called themselves Zhao people, Yan people, Chu people, and Wei people........
Ye Jun: Then again, big guy, what kind of thing is that stick you just now, a golden hoop stick or a wishful stick, since it can be lengthened, can it become thicker?
He held back this question for a while.
When Ye Jun was a child, because he couldn't grab the TV, he could only watch the programs they liked with the elders in the family.
Among them, the most impressive is the Monkey King in Journey to the West, holding a wishful golden hoop stick in his hand, pushing the invincible hand of the heavenly court.
There is also the Dragon Ball that I grew up to watch, the Monkey King's wishful stick in it, even if it didn't appear much in the future plot.
But it still gave him a lot of longing!
When he was a child, he went to find a bamboo stick to play Sun Wukong.
It can be said that the peers who are with him want to go to the end of the world with a sword, and only he wants to take a stick.
Originally, with the passage of time, he had gradually forgotten this idea, but once he crossed over, this idea directly revived!
And it was out of control, he also looked for it on the official website, and the result really disappointed Ye Jun.
Of all the known materials or weapons he could find, there was no one that could be long or short, thick or thin!
Ye Jun didn't know if there was a relationship between him and his strength, so he couldn't get in touch.
However, at this moment, none of that mattered.
The stick in Qin Luo's hand just now was simply a perfect solution to his request, except for the color.
In addition, the things in Qin Luo's world are much better than those in his own world, and they all have the best, so he doesn't have to settle for the second!
"That's my 10,000-year-old wood core!" Qin Luo's face was indifferent, as if he was introducing this ubiquitous gadget to someone!
Lin Jiu: (=°Д°=) No, Jianmu, is the Jianmu you know about in your mouth?
"There is only one qualified person in the heavens and all worlds who is qualified to be called Jianmu!"
Ying Zheng: Huh!
Ying Zheng gasped, don't think that tomorrow's Qin Dynasty will definitely be a little hotter.
Ye Jun: Oh my God!
Bo Feng Shuimen: Did any of the big guys explain to me what this building wood is?
Bo Feng Shuimen said that he was tired, and he couldn't understand what they were talking about most of the time!
Ye Jun and the three of them did not answer at this time, but were stunned in their respective worlds.
As the descendants of Yan and Huang, how could the three of them not know this legendary divine tree!
Jianmu!
The legendary ladder of heaven, the bridge of communicators, people and gods, Fuxi, Yellow Emperor and other emperors all went up and down the heavenly court through this sacred ladder.
It's a pity that it was broken by the hands of Emperor Zhuan, and from now on, it will be absolutely natural!
It's been a long time!
Ye Juncai walked out of surprise, his originally shocked face was full of joy!
If you have a stick of the same style, then you won't be invincible from now on!
Thinking of this, he wiped the halazi on the side of his mouth!
Ye Jun: Hey, hey, big guy!
Qin Luo: "Okay, I know what you want to say is impossible!"
Ye Jun: ???
Ye Jun was full of question marks at this time, in his impression, Qin Luo was quite generous, almost responsive, this time it was a bit abnormal!
Qin Luo: "There can only be one building wood in a world. When the last tree dies, it will leave its core in the ground and grow into the next tree!"
"This also means that one dies, one is reborn, and the one in my hand is a little special, and the last Jianmu doesn't know what happened to open the spiritual wisdom!"
"I don't want to become a ladder anymore, I want to cross the catastrophe and transform but he failed, and before he died, he used a secret method to make his core unable to become the next building tree!"
"At this point, Kyushu and Tianmen have cut off contact!"
Qin Luo didn't know what to think of, and added:
"After Jianmu can make mortals go to the Heavenly Gate, how can it only be so long and thick, so it can be longer and thicker!"