Chapter 437: Two Hours (1)
82_82410 "Ah!!" Ye Qingcheng woke up suddenly.
When he woke up, he looked panicked. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling that after waking up from sleep, his whole body was sore and weak, and the previous sleepiness not only did not disappear, but became more and more severe.
By this time, the sun had set to the west, about to sink to the horizon. At the same time, the eastern celestial pole rises a little arc-shaped upper end of the full moon.
Finally, the sun shines on the golden desert, like a gradually receding tide, slowly being retracted by the setting sun. He slept for eight hours, and the day was coming to an end, and night was coming. He struggled to his feet, and found himself sitting at the top of the sand dunes, looking at the rising full moon in the east.
Once night falls, the silent desert transforms into a cold, demonic world!
In the face of the rain monsters that will soon appear, they have nowhere to hide.
Ye Qingcheng glanced up at the sky, the gloomy dark clouds were rapidly condensing, and soon there would be a rainstorm, which was like a prelude for the rain monsters to climb out of the ground, the rain would wake them up, and they would occupy this desert in the next eight hours.
"Why are you so tired?" Ye Qingcheng turned his head to look around, muttering tiredly.
Then, he remembered the dream he had before, and the laughter of the horrible little girl still seemed to echo in his ears. He ripped off his robe, and the transparent marks on his chest had spread to the size of a washbasin, covering almost all of his chest, and under the transparent flesh, he could even see his beating internal organs, which were gradually turning aqua blue.
It was a very cruel picture, and he didn't dare to look at it more.
How to spend this night safely became the first question he had to think about. Now, the situation he is facing is getting worse and worse, and without an effective solution, he is likely to die here.
In his agitation, he followed his eyes and looked at the full moon that was gradually rising in the east.
He had a bold idea: to the moon!
On the outside, this is a visionary affair. However, the moon here is not really the moon, it is just a huge stone, suspended thousands of miles in the sky.
"Away from the fire, let's go to the moon. Ye Qingcheng raised his hand and pointed to the east.
Hearing the sound, the "!!" violently spat out a mouthful of flames, and it quickly condensed into a majestic fire spirit bird in mid-air, flying towards the full moon at great speed......
Time passed quickly, and as the blood of the rain monster on Ye Qingcheng's body spread, he sat behind the fire spirit bird, becoming more and more restless, always feeling like sitting on the stove, roasting himself uncomfortably. This is a precursor to mutation.
However, in the face of this mutation, he still has nothing to do.
After a stick of incense, they arrived at the easternmost edge of the Ancient Palace. A vast lake appeared in front of their eyes. The solemn and transparent waves rippling in the lake are full of the mysterious aura of the power of time and space.
This is not really a lake, but a lake of time and space. At this time, Ye Qingcheng suddenly sensed another secret.
The scorching sun and the full moon here are the same one! Every eight hours, they will set in the lake of time and space, and then they will be transported to the east, and their changing appearance will rise again.
But how could the scorching sun and the full moon be so different after the spread of the moon?
He didn't have time to think about it, the fire spirit bird sped at great speed, chasing the huge full moon above his head, and rushed away. The full moon emits a silvery white cold glow, covered with cratered giant marks, very similar to the real moon.
It is more than 500 miles in diameter, like a giant circular island or a small planet. The more they leaned into it, the more gigantic it became.
After another half an hour, Lihuo finally controlled the fire spirit bird and flew to the vicinity of the full moon. It's a small ancient planet, with craters thousands to tens of thousands of feet wide on its surface. At this time, Ye Qingcheng felt an unbearable burning sensation, which was rushing in his blood, as if he was about to burn, and he tried his best to control the power of the earth spirit to suppress this feeling.
"Water and fire?!" The doubts in Ye Qingcheng's heart were solved. The reason why the scorching sun turned into a full moon is that this small planet was created by water, fire, and stone! However, he still couldn't understand how this small planet could burn when it was hanging thousands of miles high and couldn't touch water at all.
Lihuo harnessed the fire spirit bird, quickly circling the small planet, carefully observing its surface. As a result, there was nothing on it, except for the staggeringly large craters.
Suddenly, Ye Qingcheng saw a towering, broken, ten-zhang high ancient monument appear on the surface of the small planet, so he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and said, "Go over and take a look." â
The ancient monument has undergone 100,000 years of erosion, and still stands proudly among a barren stone, and the monument is engraved with four ancient characters side by side: Huoyang, Water Moon!
"Sure enough, it's water and fire. Ye Qingcheng fell in front of the giant monument and looked up at the ancient characters on it. At the same time, he also knew its name, during the day, this small planet with a diameter of 500 miles is Huoyang, and at night it is Shuiyue.
A burning sensation surged through his body, and he felt that he couldn't stay here for too long, otherwise he might get up.
However, this is the safest position, and the rain monster will never be able to run on it.
"Unfortunately, I didn't think of that last night. Ye Qingcheng said regretfully: "Otherwise, you won't fall into a desperate situation." â
"Housheng, get out of here. An old voice came from the ancient monument.
Ye Qingcheng was taken aback and hurriedly took a step back. After the horror was settled, he arched his hand at the ancient monument and asked, "Who is the senior?"
"I am not a me, I am a monument. The old man's voice came from the ancient monument again: "The Hellfire created me, let me take care of the time here." â
A talking monument?
After thinking about it, since it was the Immortal Fire Ancestor who created ZĂ o, it was not strange that the ancient monument could speak. Ye Qingcheng asked respectfully, "What time is the senior taking care of?"
"Time here. The ancient monument said: "There are two space-time lakes here, and every time a trialist succeeds or fails, time has to be turned back, so that this place can return to normal, waiting for a new challenger to come to the trial." â
It's very simple, every trialist will mess with the ancient palace, and in order to repeat the trial challenger, the time here is controlled by two space-time lakes, which can be reversed back to before the trial.
After being silent for a while, Ye Qingcheng said, "Do I count this as a failure in the trial?"
"Almost. The old voice sounded in the ancient monument, not mixed with any emotion.
"Can the seniors give me another chance to turn back the clock? Ye Qingcheng begged: "I was careless for a while, so I made myself-"
"There have been countless trialists who have pleaded with me like you. The ancient monument said: "Most of them were hit by the rotten blood of the rain beast, and finally failed. â
Ye Qingcheng nodded, no longer pleading, he had thought of this. The trial is cruel, and if you want to get the dragon seal, you have to gamble with your life. This time, before he could figure it out, he had already lost everything.
"If you want to get out of here alive, go to the rain beast's lair and kill the mother of the rain beast. An old voice came from the ancient monument, "You are still two hours away from becoming a rain beast!"