The ground is full of brilliance, and thousands of texts are shining.

It seems to follow a certain law, red, dark yellow, blue, dark blue, bright gold, and the five colors of light shine together, almost like a dream.

Outside the thousands of words, the surrounding powerhouses did not hesitate, and retreated a few hundred meters again, despite fear, everyone's eyes were staring at the gradually extinguishing beam, refusing to let go of any detail.

Nowadays, the concept of transcendence has not yet been born, but the desire for power is eternal, they don't know what essentia issicum, let alone what sequence, but the primal desire, the primitive greed, make them all want to take this thing for themselves.

Li Qing is the same, but his attention is not on the beam, but on the brilliant thousand words, while these words are shining, there is a sound in his mind like turning a book, "The Legend of the World" turns by itself, and the thousand words seem to be imprinted towards this fragment of the divine handbook as if they are attracted by some kind of attraction!

The words do not need to be read by Li Qing deliberately, and they are voluntarily transformed into tangible spirits and pour into his spiritual world, and "The Legend of the World" is placed in Li Qing's spiritual world, and if these words want to leave traces on the handwriting of the gods, they must pass through Li Qing's spiritual boundary.

It's like a balloon has been poked out of countless holes, after a moment of severe pain, Li Qing doesn't know anything, the spiritual world is chaotic, and the spiritual power fused with the void source is scurrying around like crazy, and the words are like flying meteors, scattering his spiritual power, almost deconstructing it to zero.

If Zhao Zihan and the others looked at Li Qing's eyes now, they would find that there was nothing in those eyes, as if they were pregnant with chaos.

In this scattered spirit, an almost virtual silver substance flowed in it, merging with the spirit of the void source matter, like a fluid adhesive at this moment, maintaining Li Qing's spiritual world from completely collapsing.

I don't know how long it took, the meteor shower finally stopped, the gods' handwriting stopped turning, and "The Crossing of the World" slowly closed, and a branch condensed from cyan brilliance grew from the cover.

Ding dong!

The emerald green liquid dripped from the young branches, dripping into the pool of scattered spiritual power, and was dissolved by the spirit bonded together by the void source matter, reconstructing it into a stable spiritual power, reshaping this destroyed spiritual world.

When Li Qing opened his eyes again, the world in his eyes had changed greatly.

In the distance, a huge quadrangular obelisk made of metal stands proudly, just as described in the history books: the stele is 100 meters high, and the five-colored light flows on it, and it is very strange.

Around the obelisk, Qianwen is dim, the earth is no longer vibrant, replaced by barren and four seasons, the verdant and lush primeval forest, at this moment it has become a bare piece, the pale rock and the dull soil have become a mass grave carrying corpses, hundreds of corpses, just exposed to the wilderness, beast spirits, worship masters, clan masters, and even hundreds of floating dragon people who were ambushed in the forest by Fu Changqing, all died, and no life survived.

The most greedy things are often the deadliest.

Li Qing's heart shook, even if he already knew about the Floating Dragon Catastrophe, but the shock brought by his personal experience was very different, and he suddenly remembered that he was not alone here, his eyes narrowed closer, and when he looked back, he saw that Zhao Zihan and the three of them seemed to have been immobilized, and the time on their bodies seemed to be frozen at a certain moment, maintaining their original standing posture, motionless.

Seeing this scene, for a while, Li Qing's mood was a little complicated, Zhao Zihan and Wang Chongming were safe and sound, and they had experienced what happened to Fang Cai, and the two of them must have gained something, which is certainly worth gratifying, but Fu Lou ...... According to the following situation, it is speculated that in the real history, this son of the Floating Dragon Clan is afraid that he is also very lucky, but now, he has survived against history...... Whether this is good or bad, Li Qing can't tell.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain where several people are standing, the rocks are almost weathered, and from time to time there are gravel rolling down, or it won't be long before this mountain peak will collapse, this is not a place to stay for a long time, Li Qing didn't think much about it, and patted the shoulders of the three people in turn, waking them up from the chaos.

Zhao Zihan and Wang Chongming, both of them performed quite normally, and they were also aware of the Floating Dragon Catastrophe, and after a short period of confusion, both of them quickly calmed down.

Fu Lou was the last to be woken up, Li Qing just patted him lightly on the shoulder, and Fu Lou, who woke up, was first puzzled, then shocked, and then as if he was stimulated by some kind of stimulation, he left Li Qing and the three of them, laughed and ran down the mountain.

The symbol of the worship, the narrow square spire that is known as an imitation of the holy tower, fell to the ground with a click, Li Qing bent down, and wanted to pick up this strange object to have a good look, but when he stretched out his hand, his fingers passed through the spire and he was empty.

In the Trials Realm, there are some items that cannot be touched by the transcendents participating in the trial, and this spire clearly belongs to this list.

This is also the first "untouchable thing" that Li Qing encountered in the trial realm.

On the side, looking at the Fulou who was rushing down the mountain, Zhao Zihan's face was inevitably a little strange, "What is he...... Lose your marbles? ”

Li Qing didn't answer this question, but threw out another question with a solemn face, "Compared to this, I'm thinking, how do we have to clear this trial realm, or rather, what is the meaning of us coming to this trial realm and coming to Fulong Mountain?" ”

On the Shangqing, the goal of this trial realm is relatively clear, that is, to eliminate the hidden worries on the train and escort them to the end point safely, but since the train arrived at the station, whether it is in Fulong Town or after entering Fulong Mountain, the concept of goal has been blurred invisibly, most of the time, Li Qing They are just doing what they think is right, and sometimes, they seem to have really become participants in this history, substituting themselves as members of a scientific expedition, Instead of carrying out tasks with a clear purpose like other transcendents entering the Trials Realm, completing tasks and then receiving rewards.

Now that I think about it, Shangqing is more like a "novice village" with complete information, "novice village" not only has a clear task orientation, but also a kind and reliable novice guide, and after the train arrives at the station, Fulong Town and Fulong Mountain, these two places are completely open worlds, simply recreating the history of the past for the three of them.

When he arrived in Fulong Town, Li Qing regarded the town as a rest area, a buffer zone between the two mission locations, but the experience in Jingyuan Jewelry Store and the appearance of Jishitang made him shake for the first time, after entering Fulong Mountain, Li Qing waited for the trial realm to give the three of them a "mission", and waited for a long time to no avail, which made him shaken for the second time, and then he self-righteously set the goal of "successfully completing the scientific expedition mission with minimal casualties, and even preventing the occurrence of the Fulong Catastrophe" and has been moving towards this goal.

But the appearance of Fulou and the irreversible ending he saw in front of him made Li Qing completely wake up, he was wrong, they couldn't change anything, they were just witnesses of history, not people who influenced history.

"Do you want us to capture the obelisk?" Zhao Zihan looked at the hundred-meter-high monument in the distance and said uncertainly.

"Not necessarily," Wang Chongming shook his head, this capable Yugoslav soldier rarely spoke, "Listening to Li Qing's statement, it reminds me of a situation mentioned in the military strategy class, going to the army to fight and plotting, this strategy is not necessarily a specific purpose, or a specific tactic, but a kind of grand strategy, seemingly unrelated things, connected in series, pointing in the same direction." ”

Hearing this, Li Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was keenly aware that this was no longer the "novice village" of Shangqinghao, and their goal could no longer be simply defined as an event, behind all this, there must be an invisible chain that could connect everything that had happened and what had not happened.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Li Qing's heart, vaguely, he seemed to grasp something, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally, he pressed Wang Chongming's shoulder and shook the soldier companion twice excitedly.

"Go back to the temple and go find Zhong Fuyuan!"

Wang Chongming and Zhao Zihan glanced at each other, and they both saw the doubts in each other's eyes, Zhao Zihan didn't say anything, from beginning to end, she was the one with the least sense of participation, and Wang Chongming, although he said those enlightening words, it was too difficult for him to connect the events that happened before and after.

"What are you two still doing in a daze, the mountain peak is about to collapse, if you don't leave, you two will become the first and first batch of transcendents to fall to death in the trial realm."

After Li Qing and the three left, after about a stick of incense, in front of the hundred-meter-high obelisk, an additional figure suddenly appeared.

The shadow of the obelisk shrouded Wang Yanming's body, he raised his head, looked at the brilliant monument in front of him, took a deep breath, and there was a touch of intoxication on his face.

"It's time."

Inexplicable whispers drifted across this newly formed wasteland.

……

As the deputy director of the Ancient Relics Development and Protection Committee, which had a special position in the Shang Dynasty, Zhong Fuyuan has been carefree in recent years.

But being carefree does not mean that there are no regrets, on the contrary, Zhong Fuyuan has a lot of regrets in his heart.

He is in the same class as Wang Yanming, of course, he is most interested in ancient beliefs, but over the years, ancient beliefs have gradually declined, in order to live, he had to start a new stove, and turned to study other fields.

Over the years, Zhong Fuyuan has never let go of the study of ancient beliefs, and this time he took the initiative to invite Ying and lead a team to Fulong to carry out the scientific expedition mission, which is to apply what he has learned and bring the theory into practice, which can be regarded as a compensation for his regrets in his youth.

It's a pity that the development of events far exceeded his expectations, and now Zhong Fuyuan can only pace back and forth in the temple, looking up from time to time, the wind stops and the light stops, and then the pillar of light that leads to the sky disappears, and then there is a long silence.

I don't know how many times he looked up, but this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the temple.

Zhong Fuyuan thought that Li Qing and the three of them were coming back, and they were about to go out, but the owner of the footsteps had already come to the courtyard first.

"Who are you?"

In front of me, there were three unfamiliar faces.

The man in the center smiled.

"The one who killed you."