"Where are we going?" After walking for a long time, Wang Ling realized that the road ahead seemed to have no end, except for steps, which were steps, and there were steps everywhere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His gaze fell on the steps, and he noticed that they were very different, the further down they seemed to be older, the previous steps were still smooth stone, but now the steps were unrecognizable, and the road below was becoming more serious, as if they were going into decay.

"You'll know when you get there." The Ancestor seemed to be talking to himself, chuckling, and didn't say much.

Wang Ling muttered, and gradually felt a breath of vicissitudes.

This breath emanated from the steps, because they were too old, but the strange thing was that although the stone steps were rotten, they were not half broken, and each piece was well preserved, and after stepping on it, there was no abnormality.

Although Wang Ling couldn't get the answer, he was able to guess through observation.

It looked like a space-time passage, and they were walking in this space-time passage, slowly stepping into antiquity.

At the end of the stone steps, there is another underground world, the ground is very empty, there is no end in sight, everything is hidden in the darkness.

Now the Ancestral Emperor controls this body, even though Wang Ling is curious about this place and wants to observe more around, but the Ancestral Emperor doesn't do it, he can't do it.

The Ancestral Emperor walked for a while and stopped, and at this time, Wang Ling's eyes were attracted by what was in front of him.

In front of him was a huge book made of stone, which looked so large that it could only be hugged in its arms with the size of the Emperor.

Wang Ling looked at it and made sure that this book was not an ornament, but a book that seemed to contain something.

Because there are labels on the book, and every piece of paper seems to be open, no one can make a statue of a book so exquisitely, even the paper industry, this is really a book.

The Ancestor looked at the stone book, his gaze was extremely solemn, and after a pause, he turned the page from the bookmark, and when the bookmark fell, he quickly caught it, and then his gaze fell on the page.

Wang Ling had already observed the pages of the book, and there were words engraved on the pages, and to his surprise, these words were not the words of the fossil family, but another kind of script.

"Some of the high-level secret methods in the universe cannot be engraved with ordinary words, in order to leave such secret methods, some strong people have created special words to describe these exercises, and this kind of text is called secret law writing."

"You're saying that the words in front of you are the arcane script." Wang Ling paid close attention to the penmanship of the words on the secret method, and felt very interesting.

"You also have archaeology on Earth, what do you think of this?" The Ancestral Emperor asked with a smile.

"It feels like Picasso's abstract paintings, and it seems that the strong man is still a painter."

"The strong man in the universe doesn't know anyone on the earth at all."

"The words don't seem difficult, but it's not so easy to understand precisely."

"Not bad." The Ancestor nodded, "This is what I found out from the starry sky turbulence, and it took me decades to understand what was written in it. ”

Hearing this, Wang Ling looked at the words on the stone book again, and couldn't help but look a little higher in his heart. For the ability of the ancestral emperor, with his strength, the comprehension ability will naturally not be bad, and he has not studied the reason for decades, which shows the difficulty of this stone book.

"You study it from time to time." Zu Huang joked.

"I'll take care of it." Wang Ling shook his head, such a big stone book is hard to carry, even if he wants to do this, I'm afraid the ancestor won't do it.

"It doesn't matter, just use this and you can take it in." After the ancestor finished speaking, he picked up an object and gestured.

Wang Ling looked at it and realized that it was his Qiankun bag. At this time, he also sensed the purpose of the ancestral emperor, thought about it, opened the control space bag, and then the ancestral emperor put the stone book in it.

"This king used to have such a thing, but unfortunately it has long disappeared with the body." The Ancestor Emperor said with a smile.

"This stone book is now in the Qiankun bag, I'm afraid it will also fall into my hands in the future, so you don't have to worry about losing it." Wang Ling asked rhetorically.

"Why be afraid, if you can take a book for a day, read it for a day." The Ancestor Emperor said with a smile.

"Well, I've been defeated by you."

"When I read it, you can also read it, in addition to reading, we can also study the knowledge in the book together."

"Well, that's a good idea." Wang Ling was a little moved, after all, it was a high-level secret method, and it was the first time he had seen the secret method, so he was very interested in this kind of writing.

"Looking at this stone book today is only secondary, the main thing is to do the next thing, this matter is related to the life and death of the clan."

The ancestral emperor took Wang Ling to a sarcophagus, the coffin was fifty meters long, and it was placed on a high stone platform, and the surface of the coffin was smooth, and there were no special traces, and the situation inside was unknown.

But in Wang Ling's eyes, if there was a giant clan lying here, I was afraid that the strength would be on par with the Great Elder.

The Ancestor Emperor opened the sarcophagus, and to Wang Ling's surprise, the contents were not corpses, but clumps of quicksand-like particles, which tiled a small half of the sarcophagus.

"What are these?"

"Xingchen Sand, a special cosmic material, is often picked by some families to refine puppets, but the Xingchen Sha in this coffin was specially collected by me, in order to encounter emergencies in the future, in fact, I originally thought that it would not be used, but I didn't expect it to be used one day."

Wang Ling didn't understand the name of the cosmic material in the mouth of the Ancestral Emperor, and asked with some curiosity: "What do you want to use it for?" ”

"The material is secondary, and the next thing to do is the most important." The Ancestral Emperor straightened his face, "I want to use him as a container to attract extraterritorial power." ”

"You want to use extraterritorial forces against other fossil races."

"Now that the Giant Clan is surrounded by enemies on all sides, there is no way to do this." The Ancestor sighed.

Wang Ling has been in the clan land for so long, and he has learned some about the situation of the Giant Clan, so he naturally knows what he is talking about.

In fact, Wang Ling was curious about what the ancestral emperor would do, after all, it was difficult to imagine what a coffin of sand could become.

The Ancestor pulled out his Flying Bird Sword, stuck it in the coffin, looked like a tombstone, and took a few steps back to stand. Wang Ling felt a movement in his body, and the cosmic energy gushed out uncontrollably, submerging into the ground under his feet, and then the ground lit up, and three gaps with spiritual light intersected each other and spread forward, and as he passed, more streamers separated out, like a net, covering the ground under the stone platform.

At this time, Wang Ling saw that the Flying Bird Sword that was originally inserted in the coffin suddenly flickered, accompanied by a buzzing sound, the Xingchen Sand in the coffin flowed like water, and spiraled along the Flying Bird Sword, in the entanglement, Wang Ling saw that the Flying Bird Sword melted like a red soldering iron, and at the same time, Xingchen Sand greedily devoured the fragments that fell after the Flying Bird Sword melted. In the end, the Flying Bird Sword disappeared completely, and all the stars and sands in the coffin flew up, slowly turning into a human form in mid-air.

A gurgling sound fell, and the grit became tighter and tighter, as if it became one, and the human form condensed by the sand also completely turned into a crystal man.