Outside the window, the shadow of the sun gradually sinks to the west. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji and Ayin studied hard together, turning this dictionary from noon to sunset on this day, but they still didn't gain anything.

Ayin also knew that she might be in the biggest trouble this time.

Because the font of the stele is almost impossible to find in this dictionary.

Ah Yin was puzzled: "Could it be that the text of this stone tablet is older than what is recorded in these dictionaries?" ”

Scar shook his head and said, "Impossible, this dictionary has already recorded all the words that have appeared in Kyushu. If there are no words on it, it can only indicate one possibility......"

Ayin also thought of this possibility.

Ayin said lightly: "It shows that this is not a kind of written ......"

Traces looked at Ayin and nodded affirmatively.

For a moment, Ayin didn't know how to feel.

If this is a kind of text, it is definitely faster for her to find a dictionary.

However, Mark told her that it was not a text.

If it's a guessing puzzle, how long does it take?

One month?

Ayin couldn't help but feel discouraged.

The words on this stone tablet are of great significance to her, and they are also of great significance to Heavenly Hell. If it can be cracked before Luo Yan goes to the Divine Stage, maybe it can change something......

But now, Ayin's mood suddenly became heavy.

If it's a puzzle, it's much more difficult than reading words.

Then in front of Ayin, he was faced with a dilemma.

Is it to cultivate the Hell Fire Technique and solve it with violence when the time comes, or to solve the mystery on the stone tablet first?

Scar seemed to see what A-Yin was thinking, and said, "Why don't you copy a copy of this scroll for me, and I'll help you study it together." ”

Ayin had no reason not to agree.

Back in the Imperial Fire Hall, Ayin called Zisu and Zilan to help think of a way.

Shiso guessed a possibility: "Is it a painting?" ”

Ayin looked at the scroll carefully for a while, but she couldn't see anything like what it painted.

"Is it a password?" Zilan followed and said.

Ayin didn't faint originally, but this time she heard it, and she was even more dizzy.

There are endless possibilities in the world, when is she going to guess it?

Ayin sighed and set the scroll aside.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zisu's eyes, and she asked Ayin, "What's wrong?" Why didn't you suddenly look at it? ”

Ayin looked up to the sky and sighed flatly: "I'm tired of watching." ”

With so many possibilities, Ayin can only put it aside for the time being.

"It's getting dark, you all go back and rest, and come back tomorrow to figure out a way."

I say so, but I don't know if there will be any way to do it tomorrow.

Ayin sent Shiso and Zilan away, feeling depressed, and for some reason, suddenly wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard of the Imperial Fire Hall.

It was late at night. The thick night was like a mist, covering the entire courtyard.

There was an eerie darkness among the trees, and a cool breeze blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed in the wind.

Ayin suddenly felt that it had been a long time since he had walked in the courtyard like this.

It seems that all this time, she was surrounded by a kind of pressure.

In the faint breeze, Ayin took a closer look at the courtyard.

It's a big compound.

There are various trees planted on all sides, and there is a large open area in the center with no furnishings.

It's basically an empty space.

The zenith corresponds to a vast starry sky.

Each star's projection falls, and on the ground, it is a tiny dot.

Ah Yin looked at the empty ground and suddenly thought of something.

She quickly pulled the scroll out again and glanced at it again.

She made a big discovery.

Ayin remembered the shape of the stone tablet, which vaguely resembled the outline of the Heavenly Hell.

Then the imprints on the stele are probably not words, but directly mark something.

Ayin couldn't wait, and immediately sacrificed the sword, and flew into the depths of the night again.

The cold wind of the night blew on the heavenly hell, whining through the doorway.

This kind of voice was very familiar to Ah Yin when he lived at the foot of Heavenly Hell Mountain before. Listen to it almost every night.

If you don't get used to it, you are likely to take it as a demon roar and be scared to leave.

Ayin landed at the door of the Heavenly Hell and hurried inside.

A three-flavor true fire lit up in her palm. Ayin went straight to the basement.

Instead of checking the handwriting on the scroll, she found the stele first.

She glanced at the stele again, and carved the map into her heart with her divine sense.

Ah Yin carefully observed the map, and gradually found that the dense markings on the map were all marked at the locations of all the intersections on the Heavenly Hell.

And the amazing thing is that this is not a simple map, but a three-dimensional map.

The words on the stele have become a route in the heavenly hell.

Ayin followed the map for the first clue.

She walked through the places marked by the words, one by one.

It wasn't until the last mark that she stopped.

The place where Ayin stood was the third layer of Hell.

It can be vaguely seen that this is a remote cell on the third floor. Inside, like all the cells in Hell, it was dark and cold.

It's just been a big earthquake, and it's clear that there aren't any demons locked here now.

The place marked by the stone tablet, that is, under Ayin's feet, except for some dust and rubble that had fallen a few days ago, was a bare and empty ground.

Ayin remembered that the first time he found the Bloodstone, it was deep underground.

So she looked down at the deep, black, hard rock.

Ayin believed that what she was looking for was beneath the rock.

Ayin thought about it, and she didn't mind becoming more proficient in the Hellfire trick by the way.

But this is a hell that has survived many centuries of wind and rain. Even if it is hot, it is difficult to melt it all at once.

Ayin's step was carried out very slowly.

To maintain the flame of phoenix blood is also a very laborious thing for Ayin.

It didn't take long for the rock to melt away, revealing something a little earthy gray underneath.

This one thing is harder than the hard rock outside. So Ayin was convinced at a glance that it was what he was looking for.

Ah Yin's eyes lit up, and he carefully removed the melted loose soil around him.

What was revealed was a stone tablet that was almost identical to the first time I touched it.

Without hesitation, Ayin took out a scroll, copied the strokes on the stele, and carefully compared the positions to strive for the slightest.

Ayin gradually discovered that copying this scroll was a very laborious task. It was a hundred times more laborious than using spiritual power to melt the rocks outside.

(To be continued.) )