"Yu Jieya said, you are more difficult to deal with. ”

"I didn't believe it, so I took it personally. ”

"Now I find that you are really difficult to deal with...... However, this is also normal, and there will always be a few thorns in some ordinary pastures, which are very prickly and difficult to deal with. ”

"But we are gods, we are gods on high, we are gods who defeated your ancestors and destroyed your civilization. ”

"God, is there anything that can't be done? Of course, it doesn't exist. ”

"You may think that you have freed yourself from the shackles given to you by our ancestral gods, you have broken through the Heavenly Lock Tower, condensed the life pool, conceived the divine fetus, and become an equal ...... God?"

"Non-existent. ”

"With a single blow, I can knock you back into the abyss. ”

"Feel your body and soul...... Oh no, it's the changes in your bodies and in the womb. Feel the endless despair that I have given you. Your strength, your cultivation, hehe, hehe, hehehe. ”

"Or, become a slave of our Ice Spirit Protoss...... Or, it will be assimilated into ice. This must be interesting. I'm missing a few interesting ice sculptures in my palace, especially you chubby woman. ”

"Among the ice sculptures in my collection, there are many young and beautiful girls, but there is a lack of a woman like you. When you become an ice sculpture, if I use it to trade with other people, you will definitely be able to sell it for a good price. ”

"Those young and beautiful ice sculptures...... It's just aesthetic fatigue. ”

Arrogant laughter came from the cold wind, and the figure of the gloom hurried away.

"I will look at you, I will watch you, and I will appreciate your despair and anger...... Eventually, I'll come back and harvest my loot. ”

"Whether you choose to be a slave or an ice sculpture, it will be my spoils of war in the end. ”

The faint laughter faded away, and he chuckled in a low voice, "In order to deal with you, it is also worth consuming the prayer authority of the main artifact once. Your harm is too great, too great...... Youjieya loses, not wronged. ”

The chill is gone, and the laughter is gone.

Wu Tie moved his arms and legs, the chill from the bone marrow had disappeared, and his body seemed to be back to normal.

He looked at the day, the moon, and the witch in confusion.

Lao Tie came out of the Life Tower above his head, and a black divine light swept across his body, and he said in a deep voice: "Lao Tzu is nothing unusual. Lao Tzu's body is the embodiment of the artifact Afterlife Tower, not pure flesh and blood. ”

Lao Tie waved his right hand and pressed it forward.

'Buzz'!

The black sè divine light flickered, the void shook slightly, and on the rock wall several miles away, a large handprint sank into the rock wall hundreds of meters deep, and there was a thin spring water gushing out of the imprint, and soon the handprint was filled with clear water.

"My strength has not changed. Lao Tie checked his body.

Wu Tie nodded, he closed his eyes, and his soul fluctuated little by little across his body.

Then, he found that in his body, a trace of extremely fine cold light was intertwined with each other, like a small snake with a double helix, quickly shuttling between cells.

These extremely fine cold lights blended together, Wu Tie's soul fluctuations just touched them, and a violent cold qi erupted violently from his body, and in the roar, an extremely long and thick double helix of light rushed straight to the center of Wu Tie's eyebrows.

Dark blue sè, a double helix cold light dragon spewing white sè ice crystals on the edge appeared outside Wu Tie's life pool.

The streamer swirled and flew rapidly around the life pool, and the ice crystals quickly surrounded the Wu Tie life pool.

Wu Tie frowned, his right hand was a little, wanting to perform the simplest flame technique.

A little fire flashed on his fingertips, and then a cold breath erupted, and the flame technique disappeared without a trace.

Wu Tie was stunned, he opened his mouth, wanting to spit out a hurricane.

This is one of the types of small supernatural powers flying sand and stones, which can spit out the wind, roll up the yellow sand, and fascinate the eyes of the enemy, which is not a powerful spell, probably when the low-level monks of the ancient times walked the rivers and lakes, they could be used to scare ordinary people.

A small breath erupted from his mouth, and then a cloud of cold air erupted, and the flying sand and stones failed to exert his magical power.

Wu Tie was shocked.

He hurriedly cast dozens of supernatural secret techniques, and every time he reached the most critical place, the supernatural secret techniques were interrupted by a cloud of cold air, and none of the supernatural secret techniques could be successfully cast.

After being silent for a while, Wu Tie rubbed his hands together and put him forward.

A dull cold light flashed, and with a muffled sound, the cold light fell on the rock wall several miles away, and countless ice chips exploded, freezing the rock wall in a thick layer.

"All supernatural powers have been sealed, and only spells such as ice can be used. Wu Tie frowned.

The light in his eyes on the side loomed, and he also performed dozens of different magical secret techniques in a row, and finally his mouth opened, and a cold light erupted.

"That's right, the poor monk's "Non-Heavenly God Transformation Sutra" can use the heavenly incarnation natal supernatural powers...... Only the supernatural powers of the ice attribute gods and demons can be cast. "The face is also ugly.

"Not only that, but this cold shackle is also assimilating the poor monk's life pool and divine fetus. Day by day said coldly: "Is this to persecute the poor monk and follow the path of this cold shackle, or as the guy said, the poor monk forcibly resisted and finally turned into an ice sculpture?"

Day by day, you can also cast a few ice-type gods and demons natal powers.

Zhuyue waved his sword on the side for a while, but he couldn't send out the slightest sword.

Different from the day-by-day, the day-by-day "Non-Heavenly God Transformation Sutra" is extremely inclusive, the power is extremely mixed, and after being sealed by shackles, you can also choose a few magical powers to perform. Month by month, he refined a Zen light and a sword technique, and his cultivation was pure, and after being sealed by the shackles, he was completely abolished.

"Let's go to Triple City. Wu Tie's face sank: "Go to Sanlian City to rest for a while, and think about countermeasures." ”

Triple City.

When Wu Tie and the others were a little embarrassed and withdrew with a large group of people, the gray master was suspended by the huge pyramid in a daze, staring wide-eyed, looking at the three huge pyramids in front of him.

Wu Tie flapped his wings and flew towards the gray master.

"Master, have you come out of the Three Connected Realm?" Wu Tie looked curiously at the small black cloud under the gray master's feet: "You, have you cultivated?"

The gray master's originally gray long hair became a little black, and a pair of eyes were even more pitch black, and the black was not the slightest reflection. Not only that, but his body has become a little shorter, his head has become more narrow, and when he grins, the fangs in his mouth are sharper and thinner, giving people a very different feeling than before.

In the past, the gray master was a kind, indisputable, and literate reader.

At this moment, although the gray master's breath is still weak, it feels inexplicably dangerous.

"It's out. The gray master said lightly: "Generous, I mean, the first ancestor of Sanlian City, the Great Peacock Ming King, the impression of opening the sky, was sent out like this...... I don't understand much, though. ”

Laughing at himself, the gray master said indifferently: "I, after all, the bloodline is still weaker, I don't have such a strong talent, and I don't have a too strong background." Well, I'm very satisfied with all these benefits. ”

Pointing to the black cloud under his feet, the gray master smiled at Wu Tie and said, "yīn wind ghost cloud, it's not bad to escape." Of course, that's not my real takeaway. ”

"Huh?" Wu Tie looked at the gray master curiously.

The gray master raised his head and looked at the three huge pyramids in front of him, and he muttered: "The Three Connected Realms are the land of inheritance, no matter who enters, as long as they are not enemies, as long as they can walk in front of the Great Peacock Ming Palace, they can get the impression of opening the sky." ”

"This is the task and responsibility of the Great Peacock King. ”

"But Sanliancheng, what do you think it's for?"

The gray master asked Wu Tie.

Wu Tie was stunned and replied, "A place of refuge, a place for future generations to reproduce their bloodlines?"

"No, it's more than that. The gray master said in a deep voice: "The Great Peacock Royal Family, the Twelve True Phases Family, they are ...... Protector of the Scriptures. The usefulness of the three cities is not to fight and kill, but to ...... The Land of Convergence. ”

"The land of Wenhui?" Wu Tie looked at the gray master in amazement.

He saw that the Demon Chapter King had opened the ban on the Sanlian City, and then the lethality of the Sanlian City was extremely amazing.

'Wenhui', 'Wenhui'...... Wu Tie couldn't see that there was anything related to 'Wen' in these three cities.

"If a very prosperous civilization finds itself facing extinction. The gray master said in a deep voice: "Putting aside all other internal and external disputes, what do you think this civilization will do?"

Wu Tie was silent for a moment.

Looking at the three pyramids in front of him, Wu Tie muttered: "Dig deep holes, accumulate grain, preserve vitality, and wait for an opportunity to counterattack?"

"The catastrophe of destruction is the catastrophe of destruction. The gray master smiled slightly: "All the holes may be destroyed, all the grain may be burned, and all the soldiers will die in battle, how to wait for the opportunity to counterattack?"

Wu Tie was silent again.

Day by day, carrying the moon that had lost all its mana powers, Lao Tie carried the witch, and the group flew over.

Wu Tie said slowly: "Aren't we able to cultivate and become stronger?"

The gray master grinned, and he pointed in the direction of the exit of the Sanlian City: "Cultivate, become stronger." Like those robbers of the Golden Undead, like the evil creatures of the Immortal Sect, like the evil people of the Dark Guild who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic?"

"Cultivation can make people stronger...... It's just getting stronger. The gray master said in a deep voice: "Forgetting the ancestors, forgetting the roots, forgetting the origin of the bloodline, forgetting the causes and consequences, such a strong force is nothing more than a group of powerful walking corpses." ”

Wu Tie was silent again.

He remembered the spots of light he had seen in the Triadial Realm, chasing and killing Pangu and Chaos.

That kind of hatred and killing intent that originated from the depths of his bloodline, as soon as Wu Tie thought of the strong hostility that came from the depths of his bloodline, he couldn't help but tremble all over, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Heart, morality, countless years of generations of bloodline to cultivate cognition. Understand what is right and what is wrong, why this is right and why this is wrong. This is the core of a prosperous civilization that was once at its peak. ”

The gray master sighed softly: "Otherwise, as human beings, you Wu Tie, and those evil creatures of the Immortal Sect, you cultivate the same way, do you have any similarities? Don't you think that you and those evil creatures of the Immortal Sect are actually two different species?"

Wu Tie was silent, and there were many, many things in his mind.

"When a civilization is facing extinction, how can we ensure that after countless years, the flower of civilization can be reborn and bloom in the ruins, and will not grow crooked?" the gray master pointed to the three pyramids.

"The Great Peacock Inheritance of the Three Realms is a master key that can open the bloodline and awaken the most primitive memories of the bloodline. ”

"Primitive memories can make the inheritors know hatred. ”

"And the really important foundation of a civilization is here. ”

The gray master muttered: "These unscrupulous descendants of Sanlian City, they only wrote down the methods of opening the ban on the city defense of those fighting, killing and killing, but they even forgot the true meaning of Sanlian City's existence. ”

With a sigh, the gray master patted his hands forward gently.

His breath was still weak, and there was only a trace of mana in his body. A faint scent of ink flashed on his palm, and two small handprints slapped on the bronze pyramid.

The bronze pyramid shook slightly.

The silver pyramid shook slightly.

The pyramid of the golden sè shook violently.

Then, from the tip of the pyramid, black clouds gushing out with a rich aroma of ink erupted and rolled down the smooth surface of the pyramid.

At the very top of the pyramid of the golden sè, several clumsy strokes of text appear.

Subsequently, the charm of each piece is different, the brushwork is different and the complexity is different, but all the words that exude a strong and timeless atmosphere are densely emerging on the surface of the pyramid.

Oracle bone inscription, Zhong Dingwen, flowers, birds, insects, fish seals, large seals, small seals, Lishu, Song style......

The handwriting is small, but no matter how far away, these words seem to be ready to crash into your eyes and melt into your heart and soul.

Then, a soft chanting came from the pyramid.

The Book of Songs...... the Book of Songs...... the Book of Changes......

"Three Character Classic", ...... "Hundred Family Names", ...... "Thousand Character Text......

There are also poems...... Word...... Sanqu ...... Collection......

The soft chanting was at first the voice of one person, then ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand......

Pious, enthusiastic, full of a kind of fearlessness and grandeur that can die at the end of the day.

Wu Tie's mouth opened wide.

Lao Tie's mouth opened wide.

Day by day, month by month, I stared blankly at the three pyramids with countless tiny handwriting on the surface.

The black clouds rolled, and the scent of ink overflowed.

The entire Sanlian City is filled with the sound of reading for tens of thousands of miles.

In the thick scent of ink, the ordinary people of Sanlian City, as well as the large group of people and horses who had just migrated in, fell asleep one after another. In their dreams, some people read books, some people talk about books, some people teach truths, and some people enlighten their hearts......

"What do future generations think of such a place of culture?"

"A shelter from the elements......? So they all deserve to die. The Gray Master sighed softly, "Wu Tie, no matter how powerful a monk is, his backbone may be broken. ”

"It's just these seemingly useless words, and the bones they are condensed into are constantly beaten. ”

"No matter how powerful a monk is, he has only one backbone. ”

"Countless people with strong wills, their backbones combined, can withstand more pressure than the backbone of a strong monk. ”

"This is the meaning of the existence of Sanlian City. This is the meaning of the existence of the Great Peacock Clan and the Twelve Phases Family. ”