This is, the Valhallic Library?

Following a few Heroic Soul Clans forward, Meng Xiang realized how rich the knowledge reserves of this Heroic Spirit Clan were.

The entire library area is shrouded in a transparent barrier, which cannot be seen from the outside, and you can only see these majestic buildings when you walk into the inside of the barrier.

Each one is towering into the sky, with a height of tens of thousands of meters, and an area so large that you can't even see the edge of the other end when you are on one side of the wall.

The whole thing looks like it's unadorned, just a large gray square with a small door just big enough for one person to pass through.

Following the Heroic Spirit Clan into the interior of this huge building, Meng Xiang had to sigh again.

The interior of this huge square building is actually divided into dozens of small buildings.

It is said that it is a small building, but in fact, each one is unimaginably grand.

Of course, this also includes what the prisoner bull said, and the library made of dragon bones looks very terrifying.

In each of these buildings, there are billions of books and materials, and almost the knowledge of the entire Nine Continents, whether you know it or not, is hidden here.

Along the way, the Heroic Soul didn't speak, and Meng Xiang patronized and looked up at the buildings like a hillbilly who had just entered the city, and his mouth was long, and he forgot to chat with them in surprise.

"This is it. ”

Unconsciously, following these thirty-six heroic spirits, Meng Xiang came to an iron fence that looked like a prison cell.

It's just that this iron fence is a bit big, and the big gap can go to the aircraft carrier, Meng Xiang wonders if this thing was used to lock Godzilla before?

In the center of this huge cage, there is a seat.

It was a rusty-looking bronze throne.

"This is—" Meng Xiang stared blankly at the seat.

For some reason, this rusty seat looks so nostalgic, I haven't seen it before.

If you look closely, you can see that this seat is densely covered with ninety-nine pits.

Fifty-eight of them and the pits were filled, and it was the Ancient Pearls that filled these holes!

The size of a primeval bead is just enough to fill a pit.

There were forty-one pits left, which exactly matched the number of forty-one primeval beads held by Meng Xiang.

Other words... The Vallings have already collected all the primeval beads and embedded them in this bronze seat?

No, aren't the Primorbs not allowed to be touched by anyone other than me?

There were too many doubts, so Meng Xiang simply gave up thinking.

"What the hell is this..."Meng Xiang asked.

After all the other thirty-five Heroic Spirits, only the human Heroic Spirit who was the leader was still standing in front of Meng Xiang.

And his eyes were full of excitement at the moment... It's like finding a daughter-in-law you lost.

"The Throne of the Valhalla, your place, my esteemed King of Humanity, this is the throne we have built for you!"

"The throne?"

"Yes, your throne, we have been waiting for you for a chance to sit on it, we know you still have a lot of questions, please give us your primeval orb, and wait a moment, you will soon see your own past." ”

Taikoo Pearl?

The eyes of the Heroic Soul contained scorching excitement in each.

This excitement can't be faked!

These thirty-six heroic spirits are genuinely happy for their arrival.

"I see! Meng Xiang still made a decision and handed over the Taigu Bead to the Heroic Spirit who was the leader.

Sure enough, as expected, this heroic spirit was able to directly touch the Taigu Beads, holding forty-one Taigu Pearls, as if holding a handful of pearls.

This has to be replaced by someone else, holding so many ancient pearls, I'm afraid it won't have been exploded by the thunderous ancestral tomb a long time ago, right?

What's going on?Why were the Immortals able to touch the Ancient Orb?

None of these issues matter.

Meng Xiang waited silently.

The heroic spirit was also unhurried, and one by one set it on the throne.

Soon, with the last primeval bead inlay, this throne suddenly seemed to activate some mechanism, from the bottom to the top, like a crab shedding all the mottled rust!

In a moment, the bronze throne, which was still rusty, turned into a golden throne that was so brilliant and gorgeous that it was difficult to look at directly!

"What the hell is this?"

Perceiving the structure of this golden throne, Meng Xiang was surprised to find that he had obviously used the strongest perception that was not confusing, but he couldn't even find out the inside of this golden throne?

Godhead is not power, but privilege.

Not confused, it is the outline of Gaia, the right of the gods to know everything they want to know!

Not even being able to perceive non-confusing means... This ornately shaped chair is more than the authority of the Gaia Outline?

"You know when you sit down and there are some things that you can appreciate more than we say if you experience them once. ”

The human heroic spirit said no more, but retreated respectfully backwards.

Immediately, all the thirty-six heroic spirits turned their backs to the throne and made a posture of preparation.

Meng Xiang understood what this meant.

Does it mean that once I sit on this throne, I will lose consciousness, and they will come to protect the Dharma for me?

I understand!

Faced with such a sincere approach of the Heroic Spirit Clan, Meng Xiang decided to believe that these thirty-six strangers... No, it's a stranger.

Somewhat apprehensively, he walked to the throne.

Meng Xiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva a little weakly.

"Uh... Well, are you sure it's not dangerous? I always feel like you're so serious, I feel like I'm going to burp when I sit on it. ”

Meng Xiang still asked a little timidly.

"This is your property, through which you will be able to witness your great deeds thirty thousand years ago, which you commanded us, please take a seat, our king!"

King?

The title of the second is good.

Is it going to cut off your hand next, and then scream loudly: "Ah, Bo Goo... Oh Chicken Gala ...... or something?

In the face of the thirty-six heroic spirits who spoke in unison, Meng Xiang finally swallowed dryly, mustered up his courage, and gently sat on the throne!

In an instant, the thunder was vigorous, and the electric sparks covered Meng Xiang's body like a gauze robe.

"This is..."

Just as soon as he sat down, Meng Xiang felt like his whole person was glued with super glue, and he couldn't leave this throne!

At the same time, a huge amount of information is poured into the brain like a surging river!

Perhaps the sheer amount of information makes the skull feel like it's about to explode.

Meng Xiang felt as if he had lost all his strength and cultivation, and he couldn't resist the flow of this information at all!

"It's... Not... Ahh!!h

The sharp pain in his head made Meng Xiang howl hysterically.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a white light in front of him, Meng Xiang completely lost consciousness and passed out!

...

In the dark, Meng Xiang seemed to hear a voice, a familiar voice, it was...

My own voice?!

"I heard that a long time ago, on this continent, there was something called the sun in the heavenly dome, which gave people warmth and hope... If I could, I'd really like to see the so-called sun. ”

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