Dozens of meters away from the Wulin Bookstore. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A 50-meter-high humanoid statue has been inaugurated.

It is a pure white statue. The sculpture is Price.

This "Prius" wears an orthodox knight's outfit.

His left hand was bent and he was holding a book. On the cover of this book, you can clearly see two words - martial arts.

His right hand was straight, and he held a sword in his hand. The sword was unsheathed and stabbed into the sky.

The statue looks magnificent and extremely spectacular.

It took less than a month to build the statue. All of this is done with the help of the bookstore's magicians and warriors.

Zhou Wei stood at the window, looking at the huge statue.

Dead.

Everything around them sank into darkness and silence. Only this huge statue reflects the bright moonlight, and every trace of the line is clearly visible.

Zhou Wei has been standing at this window, looking at this statue for a long time.

I don't know what the reason is, Zhou Weijing couldn't calm down.

She still couldn't cultivate.

Last time, when she left the martial arts bookstore, Zhou Wei was in such a state, she couldn't calm down to cultivate.

Now, this is getting worse.

Last time, Zhou Wei could also be explained as a "bottleneck".

Now, Zhou Wei confirmed, no!

She had just been promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator, and it was when she was about to absorb the aura and accumulate the amount of aura, at this time, how could there be such a thing as a "bottleneck"!

What was it that made her unable to cultivate with peace of mind?

Zhou Wei couldn't figure it out.

She simply flew out of the window and stood on top of the statue.

The breeze is gentle, and there is no voice.

Zhou Wei frowned suddenly, and she turned her head to look around suspiciously.

Odd!

She obviously didn't see anyone, and she didn't feel any aura fluctuations, why did she hear the sound.

Where is this coming from?

The voice was low and thin, making it impossible for Zhou Wei to distinguish it.

On the huge statue, Zhou Wei simply sat cross-legged, she breathed deeply, and let her whole person "calm down".

Zhou Wei's breathing disappeared, the blood in her body slowed down, and her heart stopped beating.

At this time, Zhou Wei finally heard clearly.

The sound she heard came from the statue at her feet!

How is this possible!

Zhou Wei tilted his head and put one of his ears on the stone statue.

This time!

She heard it again!

There was indeed a sound coming from the statue!

Moreover, this is not one voice, but countless voices!

These voices, both men and women, old and young. However, the volume of every voice was extremely low, so that Zhou Wei couldn't distinguish what they were talking about.

Zhou Wei's heart was full of doubts.

What's going on?

Why are there all kinds of sounds coming from this statue?

At this moment, Zhou Wei suddenly noticed a very slight fluctuation of aura.

This fluctuation is in the martial arts bookstore.

Zhou Wei was already a monk in the Yuan infant stage.

The distance of only a few tens of meters is just like it is right now for Zhou Wei.

She "saw" a figure flying out of Price's room at a very fast speed. Priss was still asleep and didn't notice.

There was no broken door, no magic, Zhou Wei "saw" that the figure had entered Price's room. Silently.

A wind blew.

Zhou Wei was already standing in Price's room. She broke through the window.

The window had already broken a big hole, but it didn't make any sound.

But Priss woke up. Because of the wind!

Prius touched the sword beside the bed with one hand, and with a flick of his body, his feet had already fallen to the ground.

He was still asleep a moment ago, with nothing but a pair of dark shorts on him. But at this time, no one will notice this. Price's eyes are clear and his eyes are sharp!

Seeing Zhou Wei, Prius's hand holding the sword loosened slightly, and he was surprised: "My lord? ”

Immediately, Priss noticed that there was a third figure in the room, and he raised his sword in front of him: "Bass! ”

The short and chubby bass's original humble expression was gone, and a "wise" expression appeared on his face very unconformously. He smiled, "You still found out......"

Zhou Wei sneered: "We have already found out. I should say - you finally stopped pretending......"

There was no panic or embarrassment on the bass's face. On the contrary, his expression was calm and relaxed, and he asked with a little curiosity, "When did you find out?" ”

"At the beginning of the establishment of the Martial Arts Guild, I went out to practice, and soon after I returned to the Martial Arts Bookstore." Zhou Weidao.

"So early?" Bess was a little surprised: "I feel that as a slave, I am quite qualified." How did you find out? ”

"That day, I cultivated a spell that could make me look like an ordinary person," Zhou Wei asked, "Do you remember?" ”

"Oh......" Bess suddenly said, "Actually, it was then." I'm just saying it's approachable. Bess shook his head and said, "I didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so vigilant." ”

Zhou Wei said coldly: "What are you doing in the bookstore?" Also, what are you doing in the Prius room today? ”

Bess shook his head disapprovingly: "Shopkeeper." Why panic. For people like us, time doesn't mean anything to us. We have a long life. You can take your time without rushing. ”

Prius glanced at Zhou Wei. Oh, yes! Over the years, the adult's body has never grown, and the adult's face is like the first time I saw it. It turns out that adults have endless lives!

Zhou Wei took out the nameless sword from the space he carried, held it in his hand, and said, "I know you are the Emperor of Calm." Pretending to be a slave, I did it for a few years, and I did it so naturally. All right! Now, you're ready to stop pretending. Then tell me your purpose! My time is precious! ”

Bess raised an eyebrow.

Then, the bass fell down, "bang", and landed on the floor.

On Beth's forehead, a spherical yellow light cluster flew out.

This light cluster slowly stretched out in front of Zhou Wei and Prius, turning into a new humanoid figure.

This figure grew from small to large, from transparent to condensed, and finally became like an ordinary person.

Seeing the man's face, Prise shouted, "Slipper! It's you! ”

Slipp smiled: "Yes! It's me! It's always been me! I never left the bookstore. From the moment you chased me away, I was on bass. ”

With a solemn face, Prise asked, "Are you an undead?" Or a necromancer? Slip! ”

Slip smiled and shook his head, "No! Neither! ”

"You can call me Sleaf. Or you can call me God. ”

Zhou Wei blinked, whether this person had a brain problem or was he arrogant. She flicked her sword lightly and said, "God-menstrual disease? ”

"......" the smile on Slip's face froze.

Priss hesitated and asked, "Are you...... The gods of the human continent? (To be continued.) )