Chapter 665: Punishment for Guilt
An unexpected and reasonable result appeared, there was a substitution pattern and the sin pattern completely merged, the perfect harmony is like a supplement, but also a change, at this moment, the sin pattern is no longer a sin pattern.
"I am from the forsaken land, I am 'the earth, the land, the man'!" Chu Ming said word by word.
Through Princess Lang, Chu Ming knew that the Frost Blue Galaxy was not as simple as most people knew, and that Level 6 galaxy was like a lazy spider that liked to let spider silk flutter in the wind. These hidden veins are hidden in the depths of the worldly realm, and if you don't know anything about them, you won't notice them.
Chu Ming was an insider, there was not only one vein he knew and saw, and now, he found that one of them was continuing.
"The Tattoo Sanctuary, the Inquisitor of the Templars."
Chu Ming silently looked at the alternate pattern that was fused, it was a brand left by Miss Hao Feier, the punishment of the Holy Hall that had made him miserable. Now, this brand was changing the sin mark, which made Chu Ming feel his neck heat up.
"GΓΌlen."
Feeling that this process was going to last for a while, Chu Ming screamed. His butler walked in.
"Sit down." Chu Ming asked Gu Lun to sit down, and then asked bluntly:
"Have you ever heard of the Tattoo Sanctuary?"
"I've heard of it, master." Gu Lun nodded: "In the Hundred Demon Period, the three invincible legions include the Tattoo Legion. Legend has it that the Sanctuaries of the Tattoo Legion are all so powerful that they are not only invincible, but they are also responsible for restraining the other two Legendary Legions. β
"Is it just a legend?" Chu Ming asked.
"Yes." Gulen nodded affirmatively. However, he hesitated for a moment and raised his head again: "There is another story, which is also a legend. β
"Say, maybe it helps."
"Three legendary legions. The tattoo legion is the first, then the Thousand Souls Legion, and the last of the gods. It is said that only the legion of the gods did not perish, and the current temple was formed after the end of the day. β
"Anything else? Let's talk about it. β
"The story of the Tattoo Corps has survived, but I once found a mural in an abandoned temple. I noticed it because of the presence of the Bloodline on the mural. In that painting, the Thousand Souls Legion of the Blood Clan is being tortured. Judging from the frescoes, this punishment was voluntary, and the person who carried out the punishment was certainly not the legion of the gods. So, I speculate that it's the tattoo corps that is carrying out the punishment. β
The confusing history is not even known to Gulen. And it was the questioner who knew the truth best, because Chu Ming had truly experienced the punishment of tattoos, and that experience prompted him to become a sanctuary. That's why he was sure that these legends were true, the Legendary Legion may not have them, but the Tattoo Sanctuary did exist.
Gu Lun left, and Chu Ming sat down again. The fusion of the sin crest is about to be completed, and a mystery is about to be revealed.
Gradually, a tower-shaped pattern appeared in front of Chu Ming. This is one of the composite patterns. And Chu Ming also knew the way. The tower-shaped pattern is the predecessor of the pattern, and the characteristic of the pattern is not the area, nor the complexity, but the thickness.
"It's not a pattern."
Chu Ming denied, and an equilateral square pattern appeared in Chu Ming's palm. This technique of moving the pattern is not very difficult for him.
Chu Ming was sure that this substitute pattern was not a pattern array, nor was it a sin pattern. Not even of any of the known structures of the alternate pattern. If you have to fall into a certain category, it can only be-
"Text, not tattoos."
Chu Ming muttered to himself. A huge secret is unfolding in front of his eyes, this secret has been brewing for a long time, and at the moment of unveiling, it has brought quite a shocking impact to the person concerned. Chu Ming pondered for a long time, and then he found a pen and wrote down a paragraph very carefully:
"To express everything, to be absolutely correct and never wasteful, to conform to the law of energy conversion and to approximate the law, this is the words of the ancient prophets.
The pattern can also be text. The same is true for alternate lines. Perhaps the art does not come from the words of the ancient prophets, but when this civilization develops to the extreme, it must be infinitely close to this language. This is true of any civilization.
So, no matter how miraculous the substitution is. But in terms of expression, the prophets were at the forefront. β
Three paragraphs, Chu Ming wrote it down, he read it and read it, and then burned the note. This is the secret left by Chu Ming's other wife, the words written by Glenya with her life.
When Chu Ming first recognized this kind of writing, he called out Lily. However, he had long known that Glenya was not so simple, and the prophet was not simple.
Glenya is not like Meggie, Meggie left one time festival after another, these time festivals are so magical, silently giving Chu Ming guidance and help.
There were only two words left behind by Glenya, and these two words made Chu Ming understand a magical language, which was too magical for Chu Ming to learn and practice. Until now, wisdom has precipitated into chance in time, and Chu Ming has once again touched this mysterious category.
So, the only person in this world who was not a prophet but had read the words of the ancient prophets, he saw a miraculous substitute pattern, which was so miraculous that it seemed to touch the origin of the universe.
It stands to reason that even if Chu Ming is a hundred times smarter, he will not be able to understand this substitution. However, he knew the words of the ancient prophets.
It's like a principal violin facing an erhu, and even if he has never seen an erhu, he can still understand what kind of instrument it is. Besides, Chu Ming's "erhu" is not bad.
"Guilty."
Chu Ming understood the meaning of this substitute pattern, and when he recited the word, this substitute pattern emitted a dazzling light. An unknown energy spreads out with him as the center of the circle.
Outside the door, Gu Lun's eyes widened in confusion, he felt something, and sniffed the air suspiciously, as if there was a faint blood, this smell made him feel emotional, recalling the years when he was alone in the past. Thinking of this, Gulen was glad that he had found a good master, although this master was not yet strong, but he had unlimited potential.
Not far from Gulen, through a door, a passing drunkard wept bitterly. He remembered his poor teeth, those people had taken all his savings, and he now had nothing.
Not far from the drunkard is "half past eight", he was dealing with a dispute and suddenly felt a burst of irritability, he loudly scolded both sides of the dispute, and vented the inexplicable emotions in his heart with this reprimand.
The two people who were reprimanded by "half past eight" did not refute, they suddenly felt that they were stupid, it was so pointless to cling to a dispute like this, everything was meaningless.
In this alley of the Dark World, no matter what this person is doing. At the same moment, they all felt a kind of decadent and depressed mood, which was very, very light, indescribably light, and was left behind in an instant.
Only a numb-faced bald man stood up, he stared in a certain direction in disbelief, and hesitated for a long time......
Something happened in the alley, like a weird chemical reaction, brewing some wonderful substance. This unknown substance has made a difference, and it has brought about an incomprehensible change.
Putting away the sin pattern, Chu Ming walked outside the house. He had just read two words in a prophetic manner. Since it is the words of the ancient prophets. These two words are not so simple.
Sinfulness β The word used in the words of the ancient prophets means sin, judgment, repentance, and punishment. This is what the substitute pattern is trying to express. If it had to be translated into the usual language of mankind, it would be the Chapter of the Seven Sins.
"Chapter of Pain."
Chu Ming said silently, straightened his clothes, and let the collar cover the sin marks on his neck. This is a knee-jerk move. No one but him could see that the sin mark had changed.
The first chapter of the Chapter of the Seven Sins, the "Chapter of Pain" triggered by Miss Holfield's birthday wish. This chapter Chu Ming had already gone through, and the imprint left behind triggered the second chapter, the chapter of the Fall, after merging with the sin mark.
"The Fallen Chapter."
Chu Ming walked to the courtyard, he saw Gu Lun, thought about it, and then said, "No matter what happens, don't panic. β
"What will happen?" Gulen doesn't know why.
"I don't know what to do."
Chu Ming shook his head, and he continued to walk out. When he pushed open the courtyard door, he found "half past eight" standing at the door.
"Mr. Sailor, the Oil-Free Monk wants to see you."
"Eight-and-a-half" has a sincere smile, and he uses "you".
"Oil-free monk, that pockmark?" Chu Ming asked.
"Yes." "Half-past eight" said and touched the top of his head. Prompt Chu Ming to pay attention to the oil-free monk's bald head.
"Okay." Chu Ming followed "half past eight" and walked out of the city.
The alley is not big, and the shops of the oil-free monks are not far away. When Chu Ming saw the oil-free monk again, the pock-faced bald head still looked unhappy.
"You're blue, and you haven't been promoted for long, I'm not wrong." The oil-free monk sat on a chair, and he looked at Chu Ming formally, from top to bottom.
"Yes." Chu Ming nodded and sat down opposite the oil-free monk, his action made the oil-free monk frown.
"Do you know who sat on this chair in the first place?" The oil-free monk asked.
"I don't know what to do." Chu Ming shook his head.
"It's me, I sat in your place in the first place, and then killed the former boss of my position. Do you think you have what it takes to challenge me? The oilless monk said, but instead of being angry, his eyes were full of pity:
"Sailor, that's your name. Now that you have opened the chapter of judgment, then I will follow the rules. Are you ready? β
"What is the chapter of judgment?" Chu Ming asked rhetorically.
"Here." The Oilless Monk pulled open his collar, and he had the same mark on his neck.
"If that's what you're referring to, I'll admit it." Chu Ming nodded.
"Well, according to the rules, I would like to remind you that if you decide to accept the test of the Judgment Chapter, you will not be able to stop, either succeed or die. Also, in my personal experience, the mortality rate in Chapter 1 is the highest. β
"I understand. But I have one more question, how many chapters are there in the chapter of judgment? β
"This can tell you that there are five chapters, and the first chapter is the chapter of the Fall. And I can tell you definitively that you will die in the first chapter. β
Perhaps it was sympathy, the contours of the oil-free monk's face softened a little, but it was only that, the mortal was not worthy of deep friendship.
"Come to me tomorrow morning."
The oil-free monk didn't want to talk anymore. "Half past eight" saw Chu Ming leaving, nodded and walked in, he was about to hang a sign with the word "sailor" on a wall, but the oil-free monk stopped him.