No one answered the questions of the two people, because Fang Zhengzhi and the other five had already walked under a huge tree not far from the clearing.

It was a huge and dense tree, and it did not bear any fruit on it.

It's a very ordinary tree, and there are two pitch-black stone tablets standing under the tree.

"This is the pass of the second round!" Pingyang pointed to the two stone tablets about ten meters apart under the tree in front of him, and said to Fang Zhengzhi.

"How do you know?" Fang Zheng's eyes fixed on the two stone tablets.

It was two stone tablets of exactly the same size and shape, all black, except that the front one was densely engraved with letters, while the back one was as smooth as a mirror.

"Of course I know, you don't want to know how I got in?"

"Oh, how did you get in?"

"I'm Jean...... Uh, this is a secret, I won't tell you!" Pingyang was just about to say it, when he suddenly seemed to think of something again, and immediately closed his mouth.

"If my guess is correct, this is the 'Linghuai Tree' where the Holy Heaven God of War was sitting on the Heavenly Dao, then the two stone tablets under the tree should be the 'Twin Tablet Stones' born in response to the Heavenly Dao. Yan Xiu spoke at this time.

"Yan Xiu is right, these two are twin steles, however, no one has ever cracked these twin steles for so many years, this is a bright and dark twin stele, a stele has words on it, and a stele has no words on it, but the stele with words will change every quarter of an hour. After Pingyang heard Yan Xiu's words, he also hurriedly said.

"So, how do you crack it?" Fang Zhengzhi didn't really want to discourage Pingyang's enthusiasm.

Of course, the main reason is that he doesn't understand this.

"In a quarter of an hour, memorize all the inscriptions on the Ming monument, and then. Then copy it on the dark tablet, if you can write all the words correctly, you can pass the test, and if you make a mistake, you will be out. Pingyang explained with a haughty face.

"It's that simple?" Fang Zhengzhi couldn't believe it.

I don't know how many amazing and peerless talents have folded here, and the words on the monument represent the three thousand avenues. It's not the words we use now, and you want to record three thousand irregular, changing, and completely unknown inscriptions in a quarter of an hour, do you think it's simple?" Pingyang said with some disdain.

"Isn't it easy?" Fang Zhengzhi countered disdain.

Pingyang's little face turned red all of a sudden, which was angered by Fang Zheng.

"Hmph, don't think I can't guess what you're thinking, tell you, the method you think has already been used. I don't know how many shameless people like you want to copy it down with paper and ink first, but the inscription on it is very complicated, and it takes a lot of time just to copy it on paper, and then copy it to another secret tablet, even more impossible! I think we should tie up those two guys before they can decide the winner, right?"

Ping Yang snorted coldly, and then, his eyes subconsciously looked at the two seriously injured candidates not far away. The fire lin gun in his hand seemed to be a little ready to move.

"I've said it's easy, then. Naturally, you can get by!" Fang Zhengzhi didn't pay attention to Pingyang at all, and directly took out the paper and ink from his arms.

"What are you doing with paper and ink? I told you, it's useless to copy!" Pingyang saw that Fang Zhengzhi really took out his pen and ink, and his little face, which had just swollen red, showed disdain again.

"Did I say I wanted to copy it?" Fang Zhengzhi naturally gave Pingyang a disdainful look again.

"You...... If you don't copy it, why are you using pen and ink?"

"Splash!" Fang Zhengzhi finished speaking, and the thick ink in his hand splashed out directly. Shabu was poured on the Ming Monument in front of him, and then, the Ming Monument, which was already black enough, became even darker.

Such an action is absolutely blasphemous.

Desecration of the Twin Steles.

Pingyang's eyes were straight, she didn't think of it at all. Fang Zhengzhi would actually do such a thing that people and gods are angry about, this is simply destroying the monument?

Moreover, the most important thing is that after Fang Zhengzhi finished splashing ink, he took out a huge brush again and wiped it vigorously on the Ming Monument.

Binh Duong's fire spear lit up with monstrous flames.

Just as he was about to shout that I was going to fight with you, a shameless person who blasphemed the way of heaven, Fang Zhengzhi had already taken out a few pieces of paper from his arms, and then carefully spliced them together.

"Huh, what is this for?" Pingyang's movements froze, and her clear eyes flashed with extreme doubt, she didn't understand why she was putting these papers together.

"Do you know what movable type printing is?" replied without raising his head.

"What printing?"

"Alas...... With your IQ, I won't understand when I explain it to you, so I'll make a mold out first. Fang Zhengcheng ignored Pingyang and continued to be busy with his own affairs.

Yan Xiu, on the other hand, stood quietly and watched without saying a word.

As for the two poor worms, they also did not speak, but they did not dare.

Now Pingyang is obviously on the verge of going berserk, and if you dare to pinch Princess Pingyang, who is favored by the saint, you may only have Fang Zhengzhi alone in the entire Yanjing City, right?

"You dare to insult my IQ? If you don't explain it to me clearly today, what kind of printing and mold, I will fight you to the death!" Pingyang was really angry.

"Yes, but you'll have to do me a favor first. Fang Zhengzhi replied unhurriedly.

"What's the busy?"

"Lend me your fire spear to play with. ”

"You want to be beautiful!"

"Then do you want to make it to the third round quickly? Without the Fire Lin, the time will be delayed a lot. ”

"Hmph, you don't want to lie to me with these words, if you are as smart as me, you will definitely not be fooled. Pingyang snorted coldly again, his small mouth pursed high, and he had a cute expression that he was not fooled.

And Fang Zhengzhi didn't say anything more, picked up the paper that had been spliced in his hand, walked to the Ming Monument, and printed it.

After a while, it turned back again.

There are already dense inscriptions on the white paper.

Pingyang's eyes were quickly attracted by those inscriptions, his eyes quickly turned a few times, and then, as if he had thought of something, he was a little uncertain.

"Do you want to memorize all these inscriptions in advance? It's useless, the inscriptions above will change the order in a while. Pingyang looked at the paper with dense inscriptions in Fang Zhengzhi's hand. I don't think this is very feasible.

"Less nonsense, Huolin gun, bring it!"

"You...... Hmph, if you dare to lie to me, I will fight with you!" Pingyang looked at Fang Zhengzhi's outstretched hand, and reluctantly handed the fire lin gun in his hand into Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

Fang Zhengzhi snatched the fire lin gun. casually stabbed the ground next to him.

An overwhelming flame rose up, and the fierce aura was obviously more violent in his hands than in Pingyang's hands.

"Boom!"

A huge hole was pierced in the ground.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Pingyang looked at this scene, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"Do you have any opinions?" Fang Zhengzhi waved a few more times in satisfaction, and then began to work on modeling.

If it was in a previous life, it would take at least a day or two to build a 3,000-character movable type printing mold.

But in this world, it's much simpler.

Whether it is himself, Yan Xiu and Pingyang, they all have the strength to control the changes of all things, and the five of them can change the shape of the soil at will. It's just a mold.

With the joint efforts of five people, it is estimated that it will take less than a quarter of an hour at most.

Next, Fang Zhengzhi began to assign tasks, and the white paper in his hand was torn into five parts, and each person made a printing mold.

Pingyang was a little reluctant, but after Fang Zhengzhi tried it a few times, he became a little interested.

Soon. Under the control of five people, a mold as big as a stele was made by Fang Zhengzhi.

And then. Fang Zhengzhi also began to give Pingyang and Yan Xiu science how to use this mold.

At first, Pingyang's little face still had a look of doubt and distrust, but the more he heard it, the brighter his eyes became.

"Is it okay......? Isn't that shameless?"

"Got it?"

"Understood. ”

"Then I'll demonstrate it first, and I'll leave the mold when I'm done. ”

"Go ahead. ”

"There is one thing I have to declare first, out of the Holy Heaven World. I have to be given a patent for my movable type printing technology, and if anyone wants to use it, they have to give me money, you know?"

"What is a patent?" Pingyang didn't quite understand.

When Fang Zhengzhi heard this, he immediately dripped, and it seemed that this world was not very formal. It's better to put the patent or something first, and then talk about the twin steles first.

So, he also officially walked to the Ming Monument, and then, after the inscription on the Ming Monument was changed, he also quickly fiddled with the mold in his hand.

Minutes and seconds passed.

While Pingyang, Yan Xiu and the others looked at Fang Zhengcheng with nervous expressions.

Finally, after about ten minutes had passed, the mold of the 3,000 characters in Fang Zhengzhi's hand was finally completely fiddled.

Then, Fang Zhengzhi slowly paced forward to the dark monument.

While pacing, he also brushed a few ink marks on the mold in his hand.

"I'm sealed!" When he arrived at the side of the dark stele, Fang Zhengzhi printed the mold in his hand directly on the dark stele.

By the time Fang Zhengzhi picked up the mold, the inscriptions on the dark stele had appeared densely one by one, and the law was naturally exactly the same as that on the Ming stele.

"Hum!" a golden light rose into the sky.

......

Inside the Imperial Academy.

Duanwang Lin Xinjue's face was obviously not very good, and the light in his eyes flickered as if he was thinking about something.

Han Changfeng closed his eyes slightly, didn't say a word, just sat quietly in the chair, and didn't have the comments on the third round of the competition like before.

Nine Emperor Prince Lin Yun was watching the third round of the competition at the moment.

Then he saw a figure appear in the frame, a figure that should not have appeared in the picture, just out of thin air in the crowd that was fighting fiercely together.

Dressed in a blue robe, dancing gently in the breeze.

Fang ...... Fang Zhengzhi?!" Even the Nine Emperor Princes, Lin Yun, couldn't help but shout out in surprise after seeing this person who appeared in the third round out of thin air.

"What is the ninth brother calling nonsense...... Hey, that's Fang Zheng......? How did he get into the third round of the world?" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's train of thought was disturbed, and just as he was about to say a few words, his eyes were also attracted by a figure in the picture in front of him.

Because, it's not just him who is attracted.

Everyone in the picture is frozen in place as if petrified at the moment.

All of them looked at the young man in the blue robe, who was Fang Zhengzhi.

And at this time, the envoy who had come to report the news appeared in the room of the Imperial Academy, and he was in a hurry, and he even forgot the proper etiquette.

"His Royal Highness King Duan...... Nine Emperor Princes, Lord Han, Fang ...... Fang Zheng has passed the twin steles!...... It's in the third round of the world!"

"Huh?!" Han Changfeng's eyes opened suddenly, and a bright light like a knife flashed in his eyes, and his gaze instantly fixed on Fang Zhengzhi in the picture.

He wanted to calm down, but he really couldn't.

How long has it been since you crossed the broken bridge, and you actually passed the twin stele stones?!

If this is luck, how against the genius must it be?

"Twin Monuments...... He actually passed the Twin Monument......s! What the hell is going on?!" Even if Duanwang Lin Xinjue was in a good mood, at this moment, he couldn't sit still at all.

If you say that the broken bridge can be crossed by luck.

Then, it is impossible for the twin monuments to go by any luck.

And......

Over the years, no matter how amazing a genius is, no one has ever cracked this twin monument, it is too difficult to crack it.

"How did he break it?!"

At this moment, Duanwang Lin Xinjue and Han Changfeng had strong doubts in their hearts at the same time.

Even Lin Yun, the Nine Emperor Princes, couldn't figure out the truth.

When the imperial envoy heard Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's question, he wanted to answer it, but he couldn't understand how to tell Fang Zhengzhi's method at all.

He ...... It's like I've made a stone like a twin monument...... It has the same inscription on it as on the Twin Monuments, and then ...... It was printed on the dark tablet, and it was ...... That's it!" the envoy was clearly not having enough brains.

"Nonsense, the inscription of the Twin Monuments is changing, how can he make the same stone in a quarter of an hour?" Han Changfeng's tone became extremely cold.

"This one I ...... I don't understand, but he did just that, and Yan Xiu and they also ......" Before the imperial envoy's words were finished, a shadow of a white power suit appeared again in the picture in front of him.

It was Yan Xiu.

Then, within a while, Binh Duong and two other people also appeared in the third round of the world.

"Five...... Five?!All ...... It's all over the Twin Monuments?!...... What the hell is going on? How is it possible that all five people can remember the three thousand inscriptions?!" Han Changfeng finally lost control.

Because, the things in front of you have gone beyond common sense.

Fang Zhengzhi can be a genius, he can be extremely smart, but how can he transfer his intelligence to the other four people?

If Fang Zhengzhi passed the twin steles alone, it can be explained that Fang Zhengcheng has a talent and memory that surpasses everyone else.

But......

All five people have passed?

This is completely inexplicable.

(More than 7,000 words in two chapters, is there a monthly pass?) (to be continued......)