(My wrist hurts, stings, and I'm a little late for today.) I'm sorry. ）

Holding a brush, Xiao Hao seemed to have turned into a statue at this moment, standing like this.

However, in Xiao Hao's spiritual world, this is not the case!

Xiao Hao's consciousness fluttered, climbing, upward, and suddenly 'wave' along the skylight, as if he had come to another world!

What kind of world is this, you can't see the bottom down, you can't see the sky up, only the peaks rise from the ground, pass through layers of white clouds, and then go beyond the field of vision.

In all directions, there are such pillar-like peaks, and Xiao Hao is like the smallest ant in the world.

"Mountain!" a great will descended.

The white clouds in the sky suddenly froze, and a figure appeared. It was a strange, old figure, gray-haired and gaunt, but it was a figure as majestic as a mountain! The little figure seemed to be heavier than the whole world, so heavy that the earth could not bear its weight.

The earth roared, and the pillar-like peaks collapsed.

In an instant, the sky was dim, the white clouds shattered, and countless rocks fell from the sky, and some rocks fell from Xiao Hao's face, because the speed was too fast, and the surface seemed to rub sparks.

Rumble...... Xiao Hao's eyes darkened, and he felt that there was something above his head, and when he looked up, he saw a huge rock, or a small hill, which was more suitable, more than a hundred zhang square, and smashed down at him.

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Hao roared angrily, but he couldn't do anything about it, watching the huge peaks, falls, and falls......

Huh?

I saw a flash in front of my eyes, and the mountain rock continued to fall, but it had no effect on me.

There was a false alarm, and it turned out that he was just a phantom.

Thundered......

Mountain peak after mountain collapsed. Countless pieces of rubble have appeared on the ground. Gradually, the world was clear, Xiao Hao looked farther, and countless mountain peaks continued to collapse. I don't know how long it took, but there were only white clouds that had recondensed between heaven and earth, and all the peaks had disappeared. There is only a messy and barren land.

Only in the sky, the old but heavy figure that sat cross-legged still did not move.

I don't know when, the heavens and the earth suddenly trembled.

"Mountain!" came the great will again.

Creak...... In Xiao Hao's gaze, in this boundless world, the earth began to rise and fall, and an orogeny movement was unfolding.

Mountains and rocks seem to be growing on their own, and mountains rise like veins of the earth, and then climb rapidly. Reaching into the sky like a wall.

In the process of growth, countless unfortified places collapsed, and mountain peaks suddenly appeared. The peaks are getting higher and higher, surpassing the first layer of white clouds, surpassing the second layer of white clouds......

Finally, once again, the sky and the sun were obscured, and the top could not be seen, and this piece of heaven and earth once again turned into a world of mountain peaks. Here, you don't feel the loss of time. As if everything is so natural, Xiao Hao is like a spectator.

And only the old figure. Still ahead, like an eternal god.

Xiao Hao is not stupid, he had an idea at the first time. "After the end of school, I entered Xiao Hao and met Shangxian. ”

Suddenly, the old figure shuddered, and then slowly disappeared. But the white clouds in place began to change, transforming into a strange three-dimensional sculpture!

It's very strange, seeing this sculpture, Xiao Hao knows that this is a word. A "mountain" word. But this character is very different from ordinary writing, because this character is three-dimensional!

Inexplicable, a faint will permeated, Xiao Hao understood, this strange text, is really a text and not a sculpture, but this is the innate text, that is, the most primitive text created by Cangjie back then;

The word "mountain" slowly circles, up and down, left and right, seemingly rolling irregularly, but Xiao Hao sees high mountains, small hills, barren mountains, green mountains, peaks that plunge into the sky, snow-capped mountains, and gurgling mountains in this word......

Whoa...... Xiao Hao knew the sea, the sound of water sounded, a whirlpool appeared, and another bronze tripod of luck appeared!

Under the insinuation of this font, Xiao Hao slowly felt the power of the "mountain", the luck swirled, and a vague character appeared on the outer wall of his new luck bronze tripod, but it was very blurry; however, with the extension of time, the traces became clearer and clearer! However, the "mountain" composed of white clouds in front of it was slowly fading!

At this rate, Xiao Hao will dissipate if he can't even comprehend one-tenth of it! Faintly, Xiao Hao feels that this kind of comprehension does not mean that with one-tenth of one-tenth, one-tenth of one-tenth of ability can be obtained; perhaps even one percent of the power cannot be brought into play! A complete and incomplete item cannot be compared with each other; and some things cannot be used without a single point. The same may apply here.

"No!" Xiao Hao knew that this was definitely an opportunity, and by comprehending the word "mountain", Xiao Hao might be able to master a magical power. But now it seems that there is no time to comprehend all of them, not even a tenth!

Unwilling! Xiao Hao at this time was definitely unwilling. Such an opportunity, even a fool can understand, it will definitely not be a cabbage!

However, the "mountain" of the white cloud structure in front of it is still slowly dissipating, and Xiao Hao still doesn't understand much......

Innate writing is not just an image, it is also a kind of "Tao", and this thing does not mean that it is good to write down the shape, but also to remember the feeling. Obviously, it feels like this thing can't be recorded.

But at this time......

Crash...... Xiao Hao's eyes flashed, and half of the scroll appeared, it was ...... Book from heaven!

With a bang, the book of heaven flipped over, and a little hazy light sprinkled from the book of heaven, and then covered the word "mountain" in front like a mist. Then the light returned, condensed and coiled on the heavenly book, and it was just a cup of tea, and this change ended. And Xiao Hao found that on the Book of Heaven, the same word "mountain" had already appeared, and even that kind of charm was also on it!

"What's the situation?" This situation was so strange that Xiao Hao was a little confused, but seeing that the word "mountain" composed of white clouds in front of him was still fading, Xiao Hao didn't want anything else for the time being. Settle down and re-perceive.

Gradually, the lines on the surface of the Qi Luck Bronze Tripod were much clearer, although it may not even be a tenth, but Xiao Hao vaguely felt that he had mastered some kind of magical power-a small branch.

Wave...... There was a soft thud. The innate character "mountain" composed of white clouds flashed a few times and disappeared completely. For a moment, Xiao Hao felt that the world was beginning to reject him. The vision began to blur, and Xiao Hao understood that the opportunity was over.

Bang......

Finally, Xiao Hao felt as if he had left that mysterious world, and opened his eyes tremblingly, just in time to see the dissipating skylight, and the holy peak in front of him reappeared in his field of vision. Look at the peaks that reach into the sky. The inexplicable Xiao Hao felt a kind of closeness, and a faint respect.

Blinking again, Xiao Hao saw that the ink in the bucket was still trembling, and a drop of ink fell from the brush, splashing a small ink flower on the ground; Xiao Hao was sure that his actual experience just now should be very short.

"Papa......" There was applause behind him, and Sun Mingjun's cool voice came, "Okay! It actually alarmed the will of the sages. Even we have benefited a lot. ”

"This ...... What's going on?" Xiao Hao's right hand drooped, and ink dripped down. The left hand touched his brow, a little unclear. The Book of Heaven, the changes in the Bronze Tripod of Qi Luck, etc., as well as the inexplicable space just now, made Xiao Hao a little confused. But he didn't dare to check it here, Xiao Hao was afraid that the storage of the Book of Heaven would be exposed.

Han Mingyang smiled all over his face, "You actually attracted the Holy Peak alone. It has aroused the will of the sages, well, it seems that it has reached the realm of the fourth grade, which is great.

The sages turned into mountains, not completely dead, they were too powerful. Therefore, the imprint of will can still exist for a long time. And as long as the descendants continue to sacrifice and so on, they can even be able to keep this will brand forever, and it is said that when the opportunity comes, these will even be resurrected. Of course, I haven't heard of any resurrection.

But there is one thing, the imprint of the will of the sages carries their lifelong perceptions, and if they can get this understanding, it is almost equivalent to getting a part of the inheritance. Of course, how much inheritance you can get depends on chance.

I wonder what kind of legacy you're seeing?"

Xiao Hao had countless thoughts in his mind for a moment, and finally replied truthfully, "I saw a word composed of white clouds, which seems to be a three-dimensional text." But I didn't understand it for a long time, not even a tenth of it!"

The reason why I told the truth was because Xiao Hao didn't know what others had seen, so it was better to tell the truth, don't be self-defeating.

"Origin inheritance!" Han Mingyang and Sun Mingjun were surprised!

"Origin inheritance?" Xiao Hao blinked, feeling so powerful.

"This involves the secrets of the sun and moon level, and you should not know too much now. All you have to know is that you have just entered the world of lineage and have received the highest lineage. Of course, don't be complacent, this is someone else's perception after all, if you want to become a master of the sun and the moon, you have to go your own way step by step. Someone else's is someone else's after all!

If there were masters by relying on inheritance, the human race would not be what it is now.

And this kind of inheritance will not be something that only you can see, many people can see. It's like a book, but it's opened relatively rarely. Han Mingyang explained earnestly, trying his best to let Xiao Hao realize that although this inheritance is good, the more important thing is himself.

"Thank you, sir, for your teachings. Xiao Hao bowed respectfully. Every bit of knowledge is precious, and it is accumulated by others little by little. To be a man, you must have a grateful heart.

"Good. Han Mingyang smiled happily, then turned his head to look at the master of ceremonies behind him, "Go and hang up the plaque." ”

At this moment, the plaque has no brilliance, after all, Xiao Hao is just an ordinary purple qi master, and he can't make the words as bright as a pearl. And those previous anomalies have been absorbed by the Holy Peak, and then fed back to Xiao Hao a chance to inherit. In a word, Xiao Hao has made a lot of money this time!(To be continued......)