Moving on, the fog still didn't see the end, but Pei Ye only felt that his mind was gradually hazy, even though his ears and eyes were clear, and everything he felt was real and unfalse, but he just felt more and more ethereal.

He stopped, reached out and pressed Zizhu, once again confirming the incomparably real touch.

Unlike ordinary people, he should never have this inexplicable illusion when he bears the head of a quail, and all misunderstandings should be able to find the source, and after entering the state of the head of the quail, there should be no more such haze.

Pei Ye slashed off a piece of bamboo with a sword, and there was nothing abnormal about the hollow bamboo belly exposed, he lowered his head, and flipped the bamboo in his hand with his eyebrows.

"We don't have to try, we can't penetrate it with all our might." The black cat looked ahead with blue eyes and said, "If it is true and illusory, the person of this source is higher than the quail's head, and you should be able to feel its height and grandeur." ”

Pei Ye nodded, but did not answer.

He stood on the edge of the bamboo forest, quietly looking into its depths, his eyes condensed little by little.

In the cold bamboo white mist, some gentle and cold forms clinged to the bamboo body, faint and faint, as if they had been soaked in the bleak cold of this realm for generations.

Snake.

Faintly and shadowy, the only thing that can be determined is that they are all the snake's heads tilted in unison at the same time, and those cold eyes seem to be attached to the skin.

Gradually, it seemed to be swimming closer to this direction.

Pei Ye looked at them quietly, but ignored them, he slowly raised his feet and turned around, and continued to step on the path of white jade.

In this cold and misty fairyland, boundless purple bamboos surrounded these long-lost visitors, the mist flickered on the cheeks and clothes, and those cold creatures slowly climbed towards them lazily.

Pei Ye walked this divine path without squinting.

So a huge white jade plate was revealed in front of him.

For a moment, the open vision made him think that he was out of the forest, but no, the wide jade platform in front of him was only wrapped in a more boundless bamboo sea, like a pearl in the middle of the purple silk.

This inexplicable material seems to be able to block the growth of purple bamboo, but in what Pei Ye sees and feels, they are indeed ordinary stones without carving, carving, and without spiritual mysteries.

In the center of the jade plate, there is another altar.

But at this time, there was no faint blue fire, not even the abstract fire talisman, just a quiet square platform, and some quaint words were engraved on it, which could not be distinguished from the angle of Pei Li's gaze.

And behind the jade plate, the behemoth covered by the white mist loomed. It was a high platform like a small hill, on which the purple bamboo was missing, built twelve zhang, the edges and corners were straight, extremely regular, but the surface seemed to have some roots-like shape winding down from the top.

Pei Ye couldn't distinguish those shadows, and this kind of chaos in perfect regularity was the same as the strange temperament in the surrounding fairy coldness.

Pei Ye stopped in front of the jade plate.

The so-called "enter the purple bamboo forest and listen to the edict of the gods", the long road they walked is like a straight pilgrimage road, and they have indeed entered the purple bamboo forest deeply at this time.

If the Son of God really exists, he should be here.

But the altar was empty, and silence enveloped everything.

Only the more and more lofty will was overwhelmed, Pei Ye gradually felt the pressure of the quail's head, and the girl behind him had bitten her lower lip to the blood line.

"The so-called 'Candle Sword Heart Poison' of Dragonborn's "Heart Transmission Candle" originally came from here." The black cat said suddenly.

Li Yiqing was stunned for a moment.

Yes, this way of picking the weakest point to pierce and detonate the mind is exactly the same as 'heart poison'. The girl could almost imagine how those dragonborn ancestors had spent countless fools and abrasions in this bamboo forest thousands of years ago to find out this mystical technique.

In front, Pei Ye had already raised his feet and stepped on the platform with his sword.

Li Yiqing was startled, but did not stop it, only pursed his lips and stepped on it as well. She was still enduring the urging and backlash of the Five Poisonous Heart Candles, but she had already fixed her eyes on everything around her with her sword.

However, no monster suddenly broke through the fog, and everything was still terrifyingly quiet.

He pressed his sword and walked to the altar step by step, and saw the words on it.

A coherent handwriting was engraved in the center first, and this sentence pierced through him at the moment it caught his eye, and it seemed to be fiercely twitched from the heavenly spirit to the heart.

Pei Li had never felt so close to death, and before his mind exploded, a black cockroach sounded in his abdomen and drank urgently: "Don't meditate!" ”

This sentence was broken before the iron wall of the quail's head.

He said: "Bow to listen to the secret edict of the immortal monarch here"

Pei Ye came back to his senses suddenly, gasping for breath, his eyes avoided this line of words, and he didn't dare to cast another look.

The black cat's voice also lost its calm, and he whispered, "Don't forget, you are now His only place on earth. ”

“.” Pei Ye nodded slowly.

Underneath this line of handwriting, from right to left, there are only two very simple notes.

And none of these three handwriting came from the same person's hand.

The first line of inscriptions is very old, and it catches your eye first. First the word "Jiayin Zhao", and then a few strange images and symbols, Pei Li obviously couldn't recognize any of them, but at first sight, there was a sense of suffocation, he looked away with difficulty, only to see that behind this symbol, the four words settled at the end.

[Interpretation: Descending]

Pei Li's heart slammed hard.

It turns out that this is the source of all this, and the Jiayin dragon descendant moved to Shaolong fifty years ago, and twenty-eight years ago. The Candle World Sect was already preparing for the Immortal King's death.

There was silence in front of the stage for a few breaths, and Pei Ye moved his gaze to the second line of inscriptions.

The same format, first there are three words "Jiazi Zhao", and then there are strange and abstract symbols, as if a person's hard work can only leave so many strokes. Different from the suffocating oppression in the previous line, this one seems to shatter the gaze of the seeer, like a eunuch watching the tyrant give death to the prime minister, and the majestic killing intent is soul-shattering.

It is followed by the same four words.

[Interpretation: Zhu Jian]

“.”

Pei Ye was silent for a while, and his voice was a little dry: "Jiazi. It was eighteen years ago. ”

"But 'Yulu', how can it be called 'sword'?" The black cat said softly, "What's more, did he issue two edicts for one thing?" ”

“.”

"So we went where the servants of the edict passed twice." After a moment of silence, the black cat looked back and said, "When an edict comes, the servants of the edict will come here to retrieve the edict and give it to the Candle Cultists who are waiting to be executed. ”

"So. Who put them here? ”

There was silence for a while, and Pei Ye slowly raised his head and looked at the high platform in front of him.

After walking onto the jade plate, the mist was once again dispelled by the vision, and the high platform became more and more oppressive as if it were toppling, but its front gradually became visible.

In the haze, Pei Ye suddenly saw those sinuous shapes.

It's never a dry root.

The fine scales wrapped around the surface, and the clinging tentacles seemed to breathe, not from time to time, but from time to time, but they were already moving their positions.

At this time, the amplitude of movement is getting bigger and bigger, and some of them have left the surface of the high platform.

The sound of "rustling" began to sound in the bamboo forest, Pei Ye turned his head, and the snake shadows that were staring at them finally gradually swam out of the bamboo forest, pierced through the white mist, and unconsciously climbed towards him.

So Pei Ye also saw their true faces.

Not a snake.

Rather, they were cold tentacles, their tails still hidden in the white mist of the bamboo forest, gradually thickening, and the thickest parts were the winding ones that fell down from the high platform.

At its top, the clouds suddenly rolled up in waves.

In the midst of this tumult, the stone tablet at the bottom of it finally showed two lines of hazy handwriting, which said:

[Don't go more than two moments, the son of God sleeps]

(End of chapter)