The world inside the Tower of Despair does not have day or night, and the corridors of the various palaces on the three floors are always dimly lit, this light will not make Lu Lie unable to see the road in front of him when he walks here, but it will not disturb him in any way while he sleeps.

What woke Lu Lie up was a slight impact from something.

He slowly opened his troubled eyes, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, and the skeleton standing behind the glove box fell to the ground again, and the thing around its neck rolled to his waist and came to a quiet halt. And this time, Lu Lie had no way to put it back, because the old skeleton man had already broken into countless pieces because of this small fall.

Lu Lie rubbed his eyes and slowly got up from the ground. He didn't know how long he had been lying here, but his strength seemed to have roughly recovered.

Now it should be the right thing to do. Looking at the mountains of old books and glove boxes nearby, "These dog-day things should be enough for me to work until a month later, I hope the original owner of this palace can leave me some useful things." He muttered and stood up.

Before starting to clean up, Lu Lie tried to softly call the name of "Li Yuan" in the spiritual world, although this guy except for the same name as the person in the Huangquan Sea, the other places are simply the opposite of that person, stupid, naïve, and poor adaptability, it is simply useless. But Lu Lie decided to give it another chance. Li Yuan must have input other information into it when he implanted it in his mind, and if it could have even the slightest understanding of this palace, it would be the greatest help to him at this moment.

But he called himself several times, but his mind was still empty—"Li Yuan" in the spiritual world didn't pay attention to his meaning at all.

"This guy will sleep too?" Lu Lie said suspiciously, kicking a few pieces of paper on his feet that covered his feet and necks. With a hint of confusion, he entered his own spiritual world.

In the empty, deserted dark world, the spirit lizard still curled up in an unknown corner, motionless. The dandelion drifts slowly in the darkness without borders, but no matter how long it floats, it will eventually return to its original place. In the distance, Lu Lie saw the back of "Li Yuan" lying on the ground, motionless, not knowing what the hell this guy was doing.

"Li Yuan?"

Lu Lie shouted tentatively at it as he took a step. But the back of "Li Yuan" still did not move, like a stone sculpture.

"Mom, what the hell are you doing? If you go on like this, the next time you see that guy Li Yuan, I'm going to complain about you......" Lu Lie couldn't help but feel a burst of anger coming up. Although he vaguely felt that something was not right, he still strode towards it. Kicked it hard in the ass as he walked behind it. Lu Lie wanted to see what the hell this ghost was doing.

Unexpectedly, when he stepped down, "Li Yuan's" body began to crumble like building blocks, like legs, and then spread to the waist, upper chest, and finally head. Lu Lie watched this guy turn into a puddle of ash in front of him, and several times he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to try to stop the collapse of "Li Yuan". But in the end, Lu Lie still gave up, and when the ash flew up gently, and the last point disappeared into the distance of the spiritual world, Lu Lie still did not come back to his senses, and stood in place in a daze.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?"

Looking at the open space in front of him, it seems that the familiar figure just now is an illusion.

suddenly remembered what "Li Yuan" said to himself before his death:

"I can do it for you once. ”

"However, I can only strike for you once. ”

It seems that the time when Lu Lie killed the purple devil was already the last strength of "Li Yuan". After that, "Li Yuan" disappeared into his spiritual world, and there was no way to come back.

Lu Lie stood in place, stunned.

Although this guy is very stupid, he has not helped himself since he was sent by Li Yuan, and he relied entirely on Li Yuan's strength in the Huangquan Sea during the last attack...... However, there was no one in this spiritual world in the first place, and the departure of "Li Yuan" made Lu Lie feel even more desolate in his empty heart.

He sat on the ground, sleepy for a long time and could not get up.

The remaining debris shivered on the ground, slowly piling up into a crooked line of words:

The rest of the road is up to you.

......

Back in the real world, Lu Lie began to sort out the ancient books on the ground, as well as sorting out the things left in the glove box by the previous owner, to see if there was anything useful.

But most of the things disappointed Lu Lie a little: they were some completely rotten dry food, steamed buns, flatbreads, and some clay jars, which could be seen to have been filled with water a long time ago, but now they were all dried up, and the only ones that were left were covered with a black film.

These foods and supplies were not within Lu Lie's consideration at all, not to mention that the things produced by his Shishen dandelion were enough for him to climb on the giant tree for a year, and after evolving the Eternal Heart, Lu Lie really didn't feel thirsty or hungry.

The other part of the glove box was wrapped with machetes, daggers, bows and arrows and other weapons, and when Lu Lie touched it slightly, these old existences shattered like wonderful crisp horns. There are also armor and helmets, which, too, have been worn down by time and are thinner than pieces of paper.

The third largest category in the glove compartment is plasters and various bruising and hemostatic ointments. Lu Lie didn't need these things either. For him, who has the eternal heart of the root of all evil, when he comes out of the game room, as long as he still has a head left and does not die in a breath, as long as he is given half a month, he can grow his entire body back.

In addition to these three types of people, who have been treated as garbage by Lu Lie and ruthlessly thrown into other uninhabited palaces nearby, Lu Lie also found unexpected existence in the glove box, such as a few painting scrolls that have not been eroded into pieces by time, but when Lu Lie opened the painting scroll, he found that the portrait had been pasted like a puddle of mud, and he couldn't see what was originally painted at all.

Lu Lie temporarily stored these things in a corner, maybe he would subdue some new style god in the future, and he would have the ability to see the original appearance of these scrolls......

Thinking of this, Lu Lie suddenly remembered that the Rose Tiger that could help him devour the fruit of the giant tree was long gone, and there would never be a new god in his spiritual world in the future. He was stunned for a long time, and threw these scrolls into the palace next door.

In the corners of the box, some Buddhist beads, crosses, wooden fish, and various models of dolls were shaken out.

It seems that one of the former owners of this palace also prayed to the gods and unknown powers in the underworld, and I am afraid that the content of the prayer was nothing more than a successful attempt to reach the top of the Tower of Despair, or some other similar wish.

Is there really a god in this world? If there is, it must be stupid, greedy, cruel, and hateful.

Lu Lie sneered, and selected some of these trinkets with exquisite workmanship, and treated the rest as garbage.

Finally, he found a small hand bone in the corner of the last box of cardboard boxes, which did not look like a human one and whose meaning was unknown.

Lu Lie thought about it for a while, but still kept the hand bone. He himself didn't know why.

This was followed by the collation of ancient books. Most of the ancient books left by the masters of the Qianqian Palace were full of jerky, unclear words, and after turning a few pages, Lu Lie couldn't understand them, and all of them were thrown into another palace as pending garbage. But when he threw it away, he felt a little hopeless - he didn't seem to be able to understand the words in this room, Lu Lie was a wanderer when he was on land before, and he didn't know a few big characters, and now he threw him into the palace of this book, spread out a few books casually, and occasionally saw a few words that he was familiar with in a large number of symbols of unknown meaning. However, Lu Lie took it to the light of the corridor and thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't think of it, and in the end he could only abandon it like a cat who couldn't eat the fish in the fish tank.

This loss threw out most of the ancient books in the palace. If he goes on like this, he won't tidy it up, and after nearly two hours of tidying up, except for a bunch of decorations, the fart hasn't been sorted out.

But then, Lady Luck began to smile at him.

When Lu Lie was bored and picked up the next book from under his feet and opened it, he was surprised to find that he actually knew the first three words of the book, and swept down the ten lines at a glance, until he turned to the tenth page, he did not encounter a single rare word. This probability is smaller than a miracle, which makes Lu Lie himself a little strange: you know, he doesn't know more than two slaps of his own words, how can he see it for so long?

The pale silver light behind Lu Lie began to show off again, as if it had formed a resonance with the ancient book in his hand, and countless complicated and gorgeous words appeared in the air, illuminating the golden splendor of the originally somewhat dark Xiaoxing Palace.

It turns out that this is the text of the gods.

This text has long transcended all forms of conveying information through structure and shape, but has sealed the writer's intention in the form of a realm in the paper from generation to generation, passing it down as a carrier, leaving it for future generations to discover what the former wants to say.

The new discovery greatly increased Lu Lie's confidence, and he finally did not work in vain for this operation.