The night is like water, and the waning moon hangs high in the air, exuding a faint glow.

On the Qianyang Peak of Wushan, the blue, red and white three-color brilliance is constantly circulating on the Yunding Hall, illuminating the surroundings transparently.

Zhao He secretly drilled a head out of the courtyard wall, and after carefully looking around, a harrier immediately turned over and quietly climbed over the courtyard wall.

He glanced around, then immediately shrank into the shadows of the buildings around him, and felt his way down the mountain.

Just didn't take two steps, he found that there was someone on the route that had been clear before, and there were three squads patrolling crosswise.

Zhao He immediately scolded secretly, "Damn, why are you so guarded now?"

He cursed as he quietly shrank back and hid in the shadows, not daring to make a sound.

Since the Red Vein Lan people and the British and French lords privately led the believers to rise in an uprising, the entire general altar has become more and more strictly guarded, and even entering and leaving the mountains has become a luxury.

A few days ago, a few disciples were discovered by the patrol team when they went out of the mountain without permission, and then they were directly lit in public.

That scene is a miserable scene!

Zhao He didn't want to follow in their footsteps.

It's just that after the martial law on this mountain, somehow there are fewer and fewer believers.

On weekdays, I can still rely on a mouth to fool a few foolish women and women on the mountain to untie their belts and vent their anger, but recently, somehow, let alone female believers, even men are almost gone.

Zhao He, this guy is used to wandering on weekdays, but after suddenly becoming a monk, he was really uncomfortable, and he had to toss until midnight every night.

After tossing and turning for half a night tonight, he finally couldn't suppress the evil fire in his heart anymore, and after Bai Turbidity went up, he immediately decided to go down the mountain to vent the fire.

It's just that not long after he turned out of the yard, Zhao He regretted it.

He had planned to avoid the route he usually patrolled and quietly went down the mountain. But unexpectedly, after martial law, the patrol route changed, not to mention, and even the patrol manpower doubled.

He was caught off guard and could only play hide and seek with these fellow brothers who were patrolling crosswise.

Hiding in Tibet, but he was running around, drilling farther and farther.

After more than half an hour, seeing that there were fewer and fewer people patrolling around, Zhao He breathed a sigh of relief.

He hid in the darkness and gently stroked his heart, which was still beating wildly, only to realize that he was already soaking wet.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous. Fortunately, our old Zhao was nimble, otherwise he would have almost been caught and lit the sky lantern. ”

Zhao He patted his chest as he raised his head and looked around.

Only then did I realize that I didn't know where I had turned for a long time.

He immediately stuck out his head, looked around for a while, and finally recognized a somewhat familiar building, and his face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter melon shape.

"Kuya, how did you come here? ”

He knew the four-story pavilion in front of him, which was the Pavilion and the scripture building of the Sanyang Society.

Zhao He had fantasized many times about going to the Conferral Pavilion to confer the general's class, but he never thought that he would come here under such circumstances.

As soon as he turned around, he was about to slip out.

The security here is tighter, but it is even tighter than elsewhere.

Zhao He heard from many brothers in the same meeting that there were two commanders here who rotated to guard day and night. Zhao He didn't want to bump into their hands, and the result would be worse than lighting the sky lantern.

He subconsciously shuddered, and was about to retreat.

But before he could take a few steps back, he suddenly felt as if he had touched something.

Zhao He looked down and saw a figure as high as his waist looking at him, and there was a faint flash of green in his eyes.

He immediately looked at him viciously, and was about to intimidate the little man from causing trouble for himself, when a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Mountain, shorty. ”

He immediately thought of a rumored big man.

"You...... You ......"

The wolf child looked at the dumbfounded man in front of him, and suddenly grinned, and the exposed canine teeth shone slightly.

He said hoarsely, "Would you like to go in and have a look, too?" ”

After saying that, the wolf child walked towards the scripture building.

Behind him, Zhao He involuntarily turned around and followed closely.

The two of them immediately came to the front of the scripture building one after the other, and the guards guarding the place immediately stopped in front of the two of them. However, after the disciple of the guard saw the person who was coming, he immediately bowed down and gave up his position.

"My subordinates meet the Master. ”

The wolf child didn't look at them, and strode into the scripture pavilion. Zhao He, who was following him, also walked in with him, without being hindered in the slightest.

In the scripture building, the first floor is scattered on the bookshelves on both sides, and there are less than 100 scriptures scattered around.

At first glance, the books on the shelves are all missionary scriptures.

The wolf boy didn't even look at this, and walked straight to the higher level with Zhao He.

The two of them walked all the way forward, and soon came to the attic on the fourth floor.

They had just stepped into the fourth floor, and the man who was sitting in the middle of the attic immediately opened his eyes.

He looked at the comer, his voice mechanical and numb, and said like a puppet, "Stop, give orders." ”

The wolf child immediately ripped off his clothes, and behind him, twelve rays of cyan talismans were revealed.

As the cyan light shone, a blank talisman immediately appeared on the man's chest.

The wolf child immediately turned his back to him, and the talisman on his back turned into a round of blue sun and immediately printed on the blank talisman on the man's chest, and finally formed an incomparably cumbersome talisman.

The talisman flashed, and the man disappeared in an instant, and a misty ladder appeared in front of them.

The wolf child immediately climbed the ladder and soon disappeared into the attic, and came to a space that seemed to be real and fake.

Hundreds of cyan stone tablets are scattered in this space that seems to be real and fake, flickering and flickering.

"You see, this is the real scripture building of the Sanyang Society. The feelings of the six generations of the leaders of the Sanyang Society are all staying here, and the scroll is hidden on it. ”

The wolf child hissed and pointed his finger above his head.

Zhao He, who climbed up behind him, trembled all over, eager to cut off his ears and throw them away.

"How can such a top-secret thing be known by a pawn like him?"

Zhao He looked at the figure of the wolf child in despair, his eyes full of pleading.

The wolf boy didn't pay attention to his look, but bowed down and shouted feverishly.

"The three suns are in the dust, and the gods are descended. ”

"The three suns are in the dust, and the gods are descended. ”

......

At the shout, the long black hair on the back of his head suddenly disappeared into the wind, as if someone had parted it with his hands.

A faceless face that was half evil and half holy slowly emerged from the back of his head.

The face turned a few times, and immediately leaned forward.

A tall, four-armed creature immediately stepped out of his diminutive body.

After the evil thing spared a circle in this seemingly boundless scripture building, it immediately came to Zhao He, who was trembling.

The two hands on its upper body grasped his face, and the lower two palms were already covered, rubbing together as if kneading dough.

The facial features of Zhao He's face, along with his skin, quickly turned into a puddle of faceless fluid. Let the hands of the evil creature continue to carve and carve on his face.

After most of the tea, Zhang Jiao quietly opened his eyes.

He looked at the scattered stone tablets in front of him, and a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Jiao immediately stepped forward and walked to the nearest stone stele.

The evil creature standing on the side immediately followed him, slowly embracing his body like a lover.

Zhang Jiao seemed to be unaware of this.

He turned his neck habitually, and the evil thing behind him immediately held his head and rubbed it gently.

"After more than 20 years, after several practical studies, I can only see a scale and a half claw, and I hope that future generations will be diligent and encouraged, and finally build a prosperous era of Sanyang, so as to live up to this creation. The following is the contemptible perception, and I hope that the successors will read it first, second, and then read it......"

Zhang Jiao immediately looked down at the stone stele, and every time he finished reading a sentence, the evil thing behind him would finish writing with his fingers in the air, and then the blood-colored handwriting floating in the air would immediately appear on his gray-white robe, as if it had been printed.

Zhang Jiao then walked to the next stone tablet.

It's just that he hadn't taken a few steps before he immediately noticed that there were many words behind the inscription he had just read.

He immediately leaned forward to take a closer look.

This was found that the text on the back of the stele was not engraved by the person in front of it, but by someone else.

"Respect for the elders is a fallacy, the meaning of the three yangs is to mix holes rather than three yangs, and it is not one and three. ”

"No, no, no, don't you hear that the Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things. These three are not the other three, but the creation of all things. ”

"What the master said is very true, this is the three yangs to build the world. ”

.......

Reading between the lines, Zhang Jiao saw at least five or six people leaving a message and debating behind the inscription, which looked very similar to an online forum.

However, thanks to their way of communication and inheritance, the more Zhang Jiao looked down, combined with the perception of the power of the Three Yang that remained in the previous part of his body, the more he felt that the later ones were more and more comprehensive and transparent.

He recorded these feelings one by one.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later, after more than 100 inscriptions in front of him were thoroughly recorded, that Zhang Jiao turned around and looked in the direction above his head.

Behind him, the evil thing's gray-white robe was already densely covered with countless blood-colored handwriting,

The blood-colored handwriting began to slowly shake and collide. In the blink of an eye, these blood-colored handwritings have gathered together, constantly devouring and merging with each other, forming new understandings and perceptions paragraph by paragraph.

This way.

Zhang Jiao looked at the dome, and after a long period of searching, he couldn't find the final layer hidden.

His eyes were full of blood, and countless hexagrams appeared in his eyes.

"A Zhen and B leave Bingxinkun, Ding Qianwu Kanji Xunmen, Geng Ri lost property is exchanged to find, and Non Gui can be found on Gen. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the calculated hexagram, but shook his head, and then changed the algorithm.

From the plum blossom easy to count to the six lines of King Wen used it in turn, it was impossible to accurately calculate where it was.

In the end, they all came to the conclusion that this thing was close to themselves, but far away from the world.

"Can't you figure it out?"

Zhang Jiao subconsciously frowned, and a trace of absolute color suddenly flashed on his face.

"Since they have all come here, they are not afraid that the master will know. ”

Under the feet of the evil creature behind him, an endless gray aura immediately permeated the air.

The gray aura began to spread in this seemingly boundless space.

But the strange thing is that no matter how the gray fog spreads, it can't spread to the boundary of this space.

After some attempts, Zhang Jiao finally stopped this useless work.

"How the hell is this final level going to get in?"

He paced back and forth in the seemingly endless space, muttering to himself. With every word he spoke, a face of his own appeared on his face.

The faces piled together, and the same questions kept coming out.

"How do I get in?"

"How do I get in?"

"How do I get in?"

.....

These doubts converged and reverberated in this boundless space.

I don't know how long it has been, but Zhang Jiao, who has been pacing back and forth, suddenly stopped.

The faces on his face suddenly unisoned, "Maybe it can be like this?"

Zhang Jiao raised his hands high.

The blue, red, and white rays of light began to flow in his palm, and finally slowly converged to form a blazing light.

There are no colors, but they seem to contain all the colors.

The light turned into a halo of light that swirled around the back of the evil thing's head, illuminating the entire space.

In the dark, Zhang Jiao immediately felt a touch of emotion.

Something seemed to be answering his call.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly stepped out, and the whole person immediately disappeared into this space.

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Jiao found that he had appeared in a room.

An offering table carved from fine jade.

A roll of quaint and old bamboo slips is half-spread out, exuding an aura of mystery.

Zhang Jiao couldn't help but take a step forward.

I saw that the handwriting at the beginning of the bamboo slip was like a bird's seal and gold inscription, and immediately turned into the language he understood, and appeared in his mind.

The seven words that had just been manifested immediately turned into an indescribable sun in his mind.

Under the warm sunshine, Zhang Jiao instinctively grabbed towards the bamboo slips.

Suddenly, a loud voice came to his mind, waking him up.

"Special note, you got it. You can submit this item while playing an Eastern type world to receive a significant boost from the power of that world. You can also exchange 2,000 merit points directly after the end of this quest world.

It is said that this sutra was given by an unknown god, and it contains all kinds of incredible things, saying that the world will have a great calamity and will eventually perish. Only a wonderful method can avoid this catastrophe of the last days, gather the faith of all people, and worship the three gods of Chiyang, Qingyang, and Baiyang. The three gods used their great power to evolve the earth divine kingdom and protect all living beings to survive this final calamity. This item can be exchanged for 2,000 merits.

Zhang Jiao looked at the one in his hand, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

"I have finally achieved the goal I set in the world this time. Let's hope it does live up to the plan. ”

Zhang Jiaozheng was thinking like this, and suddenly, he suddenly felt a sharp burning pain in his eyebrows.

Fang Tian's edict was so strange that it appeared on this body.

A golden red divine chain composed of countless rune spells suddenly burst out of Fang Tian's edict, instantly splitting into countless silk threads thinner than a hair, burrowing into his hand.