In this mysterious land called Jibei, there are nine zhang tombstones, the tombstones are thick and desolate, with endless vicissitudes.

In front of the tombstone, there is a dilapidated thatched house.

In the thatched hut, there were three scrawny old men.

Every once in a while, they would come out of the thatched hut and wash the dust off the tombstones with their own blood, over and over again......

And so it goes, day after day, year after year, and again.

Yan Qing and Wu Jiu, who have become old men, seem to have completely forgotten everything about them and are quietly being a tomb keeper who is not known to outsiders.

The old man let out another sigh when he saw Yan Qing and Wu Jiu, who had become old men, but this sigh did not wake them up.

That's probably how he came about.

He also forgot everything and could only silently guard the tombstone.

Time passed day after day, year after year, in the blink of an eye. In the midst of this, the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes......

For Tiandi Mountain, Yan Qing also disappeared for a whole year.

In front of a tombstone that exuded a desolate and ancient atmosphere, Yan Qing was slowly wiping, using her own blood to wash away the dust on the tablet little by little.

Rub it very carefully, inch by inch.

He seemed unconscious, with only the tombstone in his eyes.

It's just that this tombstone is quite different, it doesn't have any words written on it, it's a wordless tombstone.

It only takes one day for Yan Qing to scrub the other tombstones, but this wordless monument took nine days to wipe it. After he finished wiping this wordless stele, he walked to another tombstone, which was also a wordless stele, and it also exuded a desolate and ancient atmosphere.

He, one wipe is another nine days.

After the second one was wiped out, I walked to the third one, but the third one was still a wordless monument.

And in the darkness in front of the first wordless monument, there was an old man who looked at Yan Qing in shock, with a frightened look in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

In this dark land in the north of the earth, the wordless tombstones are incomparably mysterious, and they are at the end of the entire tombstone forest.

No one knows whose tombstones they are and how long they have been there......

The old man had tried to get closer, but he couldn't, and there was a mysterious force that blocked him, preventing him from getting even half a step closer. But now, Yan Qing actually approached, and used her own use to scrub it.

There are a total of twelve wordless tombstones, but they are not nine zhang, but twelve.

At this time, the old man tried to get closer, but after taking a few steps, he was blocked by a force and could not take another half step. On the other side, the old man who danced nine was quietly scrubbing a tombstone.

After the third wordless tablet was wiped, Yan Qing walked to the fourth, and then the fifth......

Twelve wordless tombstones, he spent a total of one hundred and eight days.

When he finished wiping the twelve wordless tablets, the small stone fragment that had been quietly entrenched in his mind suddenly trembled slightly. At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a glimmer of brilliance shone out, but this glimmer of brilliance quickly dimmed.

He walked silently back to the thatched hut, and after some time he walked again to the twelve wordless tablets.

The wordless monument stood silently in the darkness, as if guarding the land.

One hundred and eight days later, Yan Qing finished wiping twelve wordless tablets.

When he finished wiping, the small stone shard in his mind trembled slightly, and some brilliance flashed in his eyes again, but it quickly disappeared.

When he finished wiping the wordless tablet for the third time, he suddenly came to his senses, although it was only a short breath, but he had hope in his heart.

"What the hell is going on here, why am I like this?"

In the moment of soberness, Yan Qing asked himself in confusion, he was confused about everything now.

However, after a breath, he lost consciousness again.

When he scrubbed the wordless tombstone for the fourth time, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the wordless tombstone. Then his eyes were fixed there, and although he did not see the words on the tombstone, he saw something else.

In that wordless monument, he saw a very vague moon.

Gradually, the moon became clearer and clearer in his eyes, and it seemed that there was a round of moon hanging in the wordless tablet.

The moon glows with a faint sheen.

At this time, he slowly woke up, and his consciousness was recovering little by little.

"The moon?"

Yan Qing said softly, and then he found that the tombstone beside him was gone, and in this dark land, only a huge moon hung in the sky, exuding a faint clear glow.

"Is this the world in the monument, or is it my hallucination?"

Yan Qing frowned, although his consciousness was clear, he couldn't tell what was happening in front of him. After a moment of silence, he guessed that this was most likely the world in the stele.

This round of the moon is very clear in the sky.

It's the center of the whole world, and it seems like everything revolves around it.

"Wordless tombstone, the world in the stele, a round of moon ......" Yan Qing walked casually on this dark land, no matter where he walked, the moon always hung high above his head.

The clear light sprinkled down, leaving a shadow on the ground.

"It's desolate and ancient, and it exudes the same ...... as a wordless tombstone"

Yan Qing was thinking quietly and walking quietly, no matter where he went, there was a dark earth and a huge moon that radiated clear light.

"Could it be that the wordless tombstone is the tombstone of this round of the moon?"

Yan Qing said in surprise, and suddenly a ridiculous feeling arose in her heart, in this way, isn't there a moon buried in the tombstone?

It's-

Is it possible?

Yan Qing couldn't help but shake her head.

Also, how did I get into the world of the monument?

Yan Qing thought seriously as she walked, her mind was racing, "It seems that only I can walk into these twelve wordless tombstones......"

Yan Qing stopped and quietly looked at the moon.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the small piece of stone that had been sitting quietly in his mind, and it seemed to tremble a few times.

Could it be that I was able to enter the world of the stele because of that small stone fragment?

At this moment, his mind moved, and the small three-inch-long stone fragment appeared in his palm, and then it flew towards the moon in the sky.

Yan Qing watched quietly, and when the small stone pieces flew into the moon, the moonlight suddenly became a little dim.

The symbols on the small stone chips shimmered with some faint light.

"Sure enough, it was. ”

At this time, Yan Qing became more and more curious, what was this small stone piece, and why it would make the existence of the Holy Emperor level fight to death, and he did not hesitate to fight for it.

The origin of this small stone chip seems to be terrifying.

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