Why are you two again?

Zhao Si was slightly stunned when he saw the two.

"Is it because I opened my eyes wrong?"

He quickly closed his eyes again and opened them again.

However, the carved railings and jade are still there, but the beards are still unchanged.

Others were stupid.

Shouldn't I be in Zixiao Palace now? Why are I still here?

That's his mother!

Am I not dead?

He stared blankly at Master Wen, who was looking at him with concern.

What about the promised life-and-death death? I just messed up like this, and you told me that I could pass the level?

What a joke!

"Zhao Si, how do you feel now?" Master Wen hurriedly asked when he saw him wake up, and at the same time, his breath finally came to a relief.

If Zhao Si could not wake up like this, then Da Shang would have lost such a young talent. And because of his reasons, this would have caused Tai Shi Wen to be deeply blamed.

Now, the worst consequences have not happened.

"There are really people in the world who can defeat life and death!"

Master Wen sighed that he didn't know how much he admired Zhao Si.

No one is afraid of death. Even Zhao Si once said, "I want to be born, and righteousness is also what I want, and both cannot be obtained", which shows that he is definitely not the kind of person who does not know how precious life is.

Then why could he break out of the situation of ten deaths and no life?

It must be because this young man was able to "sacrifice his life to achieve justice" for his own goals and for the ideas in his heart!

From this point of view, his previous words before the frame were definitely not because he knew the identities of him and Huang Feihu in the frame in advance and wanted to speculate, but because he was sincere and passionate!

Thinking of this, Master Wen's last ray of doubt dissipated, and a warm feeling lingered in his eyes.

When the seventy-two princes of the Beihai were rebelled, and the monsters were born, and the great Shang Dynasty was sad that the country was about to perish, a young talent appeared, with a wise man with a stern expression and courage. He also passed through the deep inheritance of the nameless secret book that no one could survive in one fell swoop. What does this mean?

This is really... God bless me, Da Shang!

"Feel……"

After hearing Master Wen’s question, Zhao Si couldn’t say a complete sentence, and tears were flowing into his stomach.

Why are there so many difficulties and difficulties in this road to becoming a sanctum?

"You have just accepted the inheritance, so you should take a good rest first. After a while, I will come to you again." Seeing Zhao Si's appearance, Master Wen thought he was consuming a lot of money in the inheritance, and before he could change his energy, he repeatedly asked him to go and rest first.

As for other things, don't rush for a moment.

We have to take good care of this treasure first!

So, Zhao Si was still in a dim state, so he was asked by Master Wen and sent to a secluded and elegant courtyard.

Rearing against the quilt with golden threads, Zhao Si's eyes were still dull. Even though the sun shone outside the window, he could not feel a trace of warmth.

Since he entered Chaoge, he had encountered two setbacks on the road to becoming a sanctification.

Why is this happening?

I clearly came to Chaoge City, where there are opportunities for saints everywhere, and I ran on the road to saints without hesitation. The two joyful things combined together should have enjoyed more joy in Zixiao Palace, but why am I still here?

"It was agreed that the life-threatening life is so awesome, why did it be so popular but it was not useful?" Zhao Si lay on his back on his back.

“Wow…”

"Hmm? What is this?"

Just when Zhao Si remembered the story of the Unknown Secret Book, he suddenly felt dazed and seemed to be on another mysterious and ancient land.

He saw ancient people wearing animal skins and holding stone tools. They gathered in the center of the tribe and offered sacrifices of their prey and enemies' blood and bones on the high altar.

In front of the altar, an old man dressed in strange clothes and holding a bone staff in his hand was singing ancient words, leading the grand sacrifice.

In Zhao Si's perception, a force that was invisible to the naked eye rose from the kneeling tribal warriors, trembling from the prey and prisoners of war who were bound and about to encounter a living sacrifice, and scattered into the body of the old man who was presiding on the sacrifice.

The picture turned again, and the war broke out between the tribe and the foreign enemy. The old man sat on a chariot riding with giant trees and animal bones, with a serious face and raised his bone staff high.

In an instant, thunder broke out, and the soil on the ground turned into a giant python and swept up, swallowing the strong warriors, and rain of fire fell from the sky, ruthlessly harvesting life.

The enemy went from shock to fear to finally defeated...

In the heavy rain, the old man was skinny and stood on the chariot, overlooking everything on the battlefield, like a god or a demon.

Scenes changed in front of Zhao Si's eyes. In some scenes, a giant stomped on two dragons and wandered over the flood; in some scenes, the gods pulled the longbow in their hands, crossed an indescribable distance, and shot down the sun in the sky; in some scenes, an ancient emperor gave the items in his hand to the young man in the lower head. The young man raised his hands and the flames in the world danced...

And in these scenes, the inheritance of the nameless secret book accepted by Zhao Si continues to revive in his memory.

"Wu Jing Ji Yao" records the way of body refining, "Nine Volumes of Qi Refining" records the method of refining essence into qi, and the inheritance recorded in this nameless secret book is-

witch!

A witch is a blessing, a person who can do things invisibly and serpents the gods by dancing.

The witches, the one above is the heaven, the one below is the earth, the witches are the will of heaven and the purpose of earth. In the ancient times, famous witches of the human race, such as Dayi, Kuafu, and the water and Gonggong, Huo Zhengzhurong and other dynasties, all had the power to move mountains and rivers. They were both humans and gods, and were sung from generation to generation.

The picture continued to flow, and ancient witches gradually changed from Zhao Si, and ancient wild scenes were also changing irregularly, from the ancient times when eating raw meat and drinking blood; to the era when Gonggong touched Buzhou Mountain, and Emperor Zhuanxu broke the world and the world.

"kill!"

A vast battlefield was revealed in front of Zhao Si, with countless soldiers rushing around, and gods and men were tying magical powers and magic on each other on the earth, fighting the world and storing the galaxy backwards.

The first time I saw this scene, my feelings made Zhao Si understand what this place is-

The final decisive battle between Chiyou, Jiuli tribe and Xuanyuan, Huangdi tribe!

"This war..."

Zhao Si looked to the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the leader on one side was majestic and majestic, holding a divine sword in his hand and rising into the air, obviously Huangdi Xuanyuan.

"handsome!"

Just looking at this phantom, Zhao Si had the urge to submit to him. He was indeed one of the most famous human leaders.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of Jiuli again, looking for the great enemy of Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan.

Soon, he found the target. At the front of the military formation, a divine man with a human body, a cow's hooves, eyes and six hands, and ears like swords and halberds entered his eyes, and it was the leader of Jiuli, Chi You.

However, before he looked away, the burly figure raised his head and looked at Zhao Si.

"I didn't expect that it was really surprising that someone could actually pass the inheritance that I set up when I thought no one could survive."

A rumbling sound rang in Zhao Si's ears, and his eyes were stunned and he was stunned.

What are you talking about?
Chapter completed!