Murong Lin Zhi still didn't see anyone, and no one answered his question, the stone room was still empty, not to mention people, it was just an item, and he didn't see an ant.

Murong Lin Zhi felt strange, he was being tested, but this stone chamber was obviously different from the previous stone chamber setting, he didn't know what to test?

When Murong Lin Zhi was at a loss, the mechanical voice sounded again: "Don't be in a hurry to test! ”

Murong Lin was shocked when he heard this, the body of the deity is not a thousand-year patrol envoy, and Ma Qiushuang, the physical body of the spiritual consciousness, is also not a thousand-year patrol envoy, but can be divided into thirty-eight thousand-year patrol envoys!

Thirty-eight is Murong Linzhi's doppelganger, saying that Murong Linzhi is a thousand-year-old inspector, this is not wrong, but the mechanical voice, how can he know this situation.

Thirty-eight belong to Li Dai Taozhuang, if there is no accident, this time the millennium patrol envoy should be Shangguan Daoyi, but Shangguan Daoyi has died.

So, how could this mechanical voice deduce that he was the patrol of the beast tide this time.

Murong Lin Zhi frowned, his whole body was tense, and his spiritual sense was released, as long as there was even the slightest movement in the room, he would immediately be alert.

"Isn't it strange, Lord of the Millennial Inspector. A mechanical voice sounded in the stone chamber again, and when he said this, he actually laughed, and the laughter echoed throughout the stone chamber.

"Who the hell are you, where the hell are you? Don't pretend to be a ghost. Murong Lin Zhi said loudly, even surpassing his words beyond his mechanical voice.

At the same time, his body kept moving, his eyes and spiritual sense moved in unison, carefully searching for the source of the sound, but unfortunately he still found nothing.

But as soon as his words fell, the mechanical voice sounded again: "Actually, the old man is also a thousand-year-old inspector, so it's an accident!"

"Unexpected ......" Murong Lin Zhi was about to scold, but as soon as he recalled the words in the mechanical voice, he withdrew the expletives that were about to be spoken.

This time, he stopped talking and began to listen attentively, and at the same time, he bent his body, kept moving, changing his bearings.

The mechanical voice smiled: "We seem to be fated, because the old man can talk to you across time and space." ”

When Murong Lin Zhi heard this, he was like a second monk who was confused, but his ears were erect, for fear of missing a word.

"Okay, let me introduce myself, the old man is free, the younger brother of the ancestor of the thousand-year-old family Hua. ”

Murong Lin thought about it carefully when he heard this, and immediately understood that the ancestor of the Hua family, that is, the ancestor who founded the Hua family, was the patriarch who signed the family contract with the inspector.

Thirty-eight is this thousand-year patrol envoy, when the four major families of Murong, Ximen, Nanguo, and Shangguan perished.

The task of dividing thirty-eight is to find the new four major families among the living population of Yunjun, and the patriarch who signed the clan contract with the thirty-eight will become the patriarch of the new four families.

Hua Zizi is a thousand-year-old inspector, and signed a contract with his brother, which is called fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, Murong Linzhi did not despise Hua Zizai, as a thousand-year-old inspector, he also hopes that his family will live and live happily.

At this time, Hua Zizi's voice sounded again: "The old man not only knows that you are a thousand-year-old inspector, but also knows that you are a young man under the age of twenty. ”

Murong Lin was taken aback, and as soon as he continued to listen to Hua Zizi's words, he was immediately relieved.

"The old man is a fortune teller, and he is also an unprecedented one, whether there is anyone who will come later, the old man does not know, and he will never exceed the number of hands. ”

Hua Zizi's words were full of confidence, but Murong Linzhi did not deny it, it was sensational to be able to deduce that he was a thousand-year-old inspector, and then calculated that he was under twenty years old, it was a god on a god.

"Little one, the old man has lived for 10,000 years, I can call you that!"

Murong Lin Zhi nodded, he didn't say anything to refute, and at the same time was stunned by his longevity.

"Actually, the old man can calculate your arrival, and your age, thanks to a pair of divinations from outside the world. ”

Hua Zizi sighed and said, "I used this divination to calculate a total of three times. ”

Murong Lin put aside the doubts in his heart, and listened to Hua Zizi's confession across time and space wholeheartedly, for fear of missing a word.

"For the first time, I calculated that the four major families of my Hua family will die in ten years, and they will not be able to survive the catastrophe of the 10,000-year family. ”

Speaking of this, Hua Zizi's voice was a little choked, and Murong Lin Zhi also heard Hua Zizi's helplessness.

"The second time, I burned ten years of life, and calculated that after three thousand years, you will come to my Luo Clan forbidden land, and you are the hope of the rise of my human race, Xing, in your hands. ”

Hua Zizi's voice turned again, and his voice suddenly became excited:

"The third time, I burned the last hundred years of my lifespan, and calculated the final fate of my human race after 30,000 years. ”

"What is the fate of my human race?" Murong Lin Zhi was eager to get an answer, but unfortunately, Hua Zi couldn't hear his voice, and there was more than three thousand years of time and space between them.

However, Hua Zizi still gave him a satisfactory answer.

"The fairyland of the world, the old man could not have imagined, 30,000 years later, my human race became the head of all races, living and working in peace and contentment, the young inspector, the old man did not talk nonsense, for the sake of authenticity, the old man also burned it on the shadow stone. ”

As soon as Hua Zizai's voice fell, a video appeared on the roof of the stone room, as Hua Zizai said, it is really a fairyland on earth, the human race lives and works in peace and contentment, there is no beast tide, there is no dispute, every face is a smile, it is really a peaceful and prosperous world.

"The old man is relieved, he has no resentment or hatred, and he can smile at Jiuquan. Hua Zizi said happily.

He couldn't change the fate of the Hua family, the Luo family, the Ren family, and the Jian family, but he saw the prosperity of the human race after 30,000 years.

"Little one, the divination is still there, but it can only be calculated once, and the old man decided to give it to you, because you, like the old man, are also a fortune teller. ”

After Hua Zizi finished speaking, he didn't speak again, the stone room became very quiet, and Murong Lin Zhi returned his breathing to normal, recalling all Hua Zizi's words.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound on the top of the stone chamber, and I saw two turtle shell divination pieces falling from the sky.

"Xuanwu Turtle Shell!" Murong Lin Zhi looked at the turtle shell divination that was slowly descending in the air, screamed, and at the same time jumped into the air with his body, carefully grasping the descending turtle shell divination.

After his body hit the ground, Murong Linzhi looked down at the turtle shell divination in his hand, which was gray and white, and cracks faintly appeared on it.

"You really can only calculate it once, and you have to do it as soon as possible, otherwise, if the crack breaks, you can't do it. Murong Lin said to himself: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and it's better to predict the future now." ”

Thinking of this, Murong Lin Zhi sat cross-legged in the center of the stone room, his eyes closed, his eyes holding the two Xuanwu divinations, and began to recite words in his mouth.

Murong Linzhi thought for a while, and he decided to predict what the situation of the human race would be in thirty years.

In fact, he had selfish intentions, and his purpose was to predict whether the four great families of Yunjun would survive this thousand-year catastrophe.

However, Murong Lin Zhi didn't want to directly count the four major families in this thousand-year tribulation, but he was a little worried in his heart, but postponed it for decades.

If the Murong family still exists thirty years later, it means that this thousand-year catastrophe can be survived safely, otherwise, Murong Lin Zhi didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want it to happen.

If you want to see the scene thirty years later, you must burn Shouyuan, for those who are not yet eighteen years old and have reached the cultivation level of Murong Lin Zhi, he can still accept burning thirty or fifty years of life.

Shou Yuan began to burn, and the incantation in Murong Linzhi's mouth sped up, and the cracks on the Xuanwu turtle shell lengthened and deepened.

Murong Lin Zhi raised the turtle shell divination high, and said with a voice in his mouth: "Now!"

The divination broke away from his hands and flew into the air.

Just listen to the sound of "boom", a white mist appeared in mid-air, and lightning and thunder roared in the white mist.

Murong Linzhi's burning Shouyuan was accelerating, and the image in the white mist changed from blurry to clear, and it was clear at a glance.

This time, Shouyuan burned for thirty years, and although there were no wrinkles on Murong Linzhi's face, silver threads appeared in his jet-black hair.

Murong Lin Zhi opened his eyes and looked at the fate of the human race thirty years later presented in mid-air.

"This. Murong Lin was stunned, and his body couldn't help but bounce up from the ground, staring at the air with wide eyes.

In mid-air, not only did I not see the human race, but I also saw no wild beasts, not even flowers and trees, and nothing that was alive.

There are no mountains, no rivers, the heavens and the earth seem to coincide, and everything is in vain.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Murong Lin Zhi couldn't believe his eyes, his hands kept rubbing his eyes.

However, all this has not changed, and the world has become chaotic.

"This is not the result of burning thirty years of life for the patriarch. Murong Lin Zhi shouted loudly at the void in mid-air.

At the same time, Murong Lin Zhi began to look for the Xuanwu Turtle Shell divination again, and he decided to burn his life for another fifty years and make another divination.

However, the basalt turtle shell turned to dust and dust, and it was long gone.

"Not true. Murong Lin remembered the scene of the human race after 30,000 years of divination:

"If 30,000 years later, the world has become a paradise for the human race and a fairyland on earth, then there will be a contradiction in the end of the world thirty years later, when everything has turned into nothingness. ”

As soon as he thought of this, Murong Lin Zhi thought that he was not good at academics and made a mistake about it.

He glanced at the void that had turned into nothingness, and said solemnly: "If there is really an end of the world in thirty years, the patriarch can give up everything and not let this happen." ”

As a result, Murong Lin Zhi waved his hands frequently, and the void world in mid-air suddenly disappeared.

Having passed the test of passing the four stone chambers, Murong Lin Zhi is looking forward to the inheritance of the Luo Clan's forbidden land more and more.