No one answered the two people's questions, because Fang Zhengzheng and the other five people had already walked under a huge tree not far from the clearing. n∈n∈,.
This is a huge, dense tree with no fruit on it.
A very ordinary tree, with two black stone tablets standing under the tree.
"This is the second round of passes!" Pingyang pointed to two stone tablets about ten meters apart under the tree in front of him and said to Fang Zhengyi.
"How do you know?" Fang Zhengzheng fixed his gaze on the two stone tablets.
They were two stone tablets of exactly the same size and shape, both in black. The difference was that the front one was densely engraved with words, while the back one was as smooth as a mirror.
"Of course I know, don't you think about how I got in?" Pingyang said with a proud expression on his face.
"Oh? How did you get in?"
"I asked... uh, this is a secret, I won't tell you!" When Ping Yang was about to say something, he suddenly thought of something and immediately closed his mouth.
"If my guess is correct, this is the 'Spiritual Locust Tree' where the Holy God of War sat and realized the Way of Heaven. Then, the two stone tablets under the tree should be the 'Twin Steles' that were born in response to the Way of Heaven." Yan Xiu said at this It's time to speak.
"Yan Xiu is right. These two tablets are twin tablets. However, no one has cracked these twin tablets over the years. They are twin tablets, one bright and one dark. One tablet has words on it, and the other has words on it. There are no words on it, but the stone tablet with the words will change every quarter of an hour." Pingyang also rushed to say after hearing Yan Xiu's words.
"So, how to crack it?" Fang Zheng didn't really want to dampen Pingyang's enthusiasm.
Of course, the main reason is that he doesn't understand this.
"In a quarter of an hour, memorize all the inscriptions on the bright stele, and then copy them on the dark stele. If you can write all the words correctly, you can pass. If you make a mistake, you will be out." Pingyang Yi He explained with a proud face.
"Is it that simple?" Fang Zhengzheng couldn't believe it.
"Simple? I don't know how many amazing and unique talents are here. The words on the monument represent three thousand avenues, which are not the words we use now. I want to use a quarter of an hour to record three thousand incompetent things." Patterns. Do you think it’s simple for the inscriptions that change over and over again and that you don’t recognize at all?” Pingyang said with some disdain.
"Isn't it simple?" Fang Zheng was scornful.
Pingyang's face suddenly turned red, which was because Fang Zhengzheng was angry.
"Hmph, don't think I can't guess what you are thinking. Let me tell you, the method you are thinking has been used by others. I don't know how many shameless people like you want to copy it down with paper and ink first, but the above The inscription is very complicated. It would take a lot of time just to copy it on paper, and it would be even more impossible to copy it to another hidden monument! I think we should take advantage of those two guys before they can decide the winner. Are you tied up?"
Pingyang snorted coldly, and then subconsciously looked at the two seriously injured candidates not far away. The Fire Lin Gun in his hand seemed ready to move.
"I told you it's very simple, so you can live naturally!" Fang Zhengzheng ignored Pingyang at all and took out the paper and ink from his arms.
"What are you doing with the paper and ink? I told you, copying is useless!" When Pingyang saw Fang Zhengzheng actually taking out the pen and ink, his face that had just turned red showed contempt again.
"Did I say I wanted to copy it?" Fang Zhengzheng naturally gave Pingyang another look of disdain.
"You... if you don't copy, why are you bringing out the pen and ink?" Pingyang was so angry that he waved his fists wildly.
"Spill it!" After Fang Zhengzheng said that, he splashed the thick ink in his hand directly, and it splashed on the monument in front of him, and then. The already dark monument became even darker.
Such an action is absolutely blasphemous.
Desecration of the twin monuments.
Pingyang's eyes widened. She never thought that Fang Zhengyi would do such an outrageous thing. Is this simply destroying a monument
Moreover, the most important thing is that after Fang Zhengzheng finished pouring the ink, he took out a huge brush again and wiped it vigorously on the monument.
Pingyang's Fire Lin Gun lit up with monstrous flames.
Just when he was about to shout that I will fight with you, a shameless person who blasphemed the way of heaven, Fang Zhengzheng had already taken out a few pieces of paper from his arms. Then, they were carefully pieced together.
"Huh? What are you doing?" Pingyang's movements froze, and extreme doubts flashed in her clear eyes. She didn't understand why the papers were spliced together
"Do you know what movable type printing is?" Fang Zheng replied without raising his head.
"What printing?"
"Sigh... With your IQ, you won't understand even if I explain it to you. Let me make a model first." Fang Zhengzheng ignored Pingyang and continued busy with his own things.
Yan Xiu, on the other hand, stood quietly and watched without saying a word.
As for the two poor guys, they also didn't speak, but they didn't dare.
Now Pingyang is clearly on the verge of going berserk. Fang Zhengzheng is probably the only person in the entire Yanjing City who dares to pinch Princess Pingyang, whom the Holy Lord loves, like this, right
"You dare to insult my IQ? If you don't explain clearly to me today, what kind of printing and mold, I will fight to the death with you!" Pingyang was really angry.
"Okay, but you have to do me a favor first." Fang Zhengzheng replied calmly.
"What's the deal?"
"Lend me your Fire Spear to play with."
"You think beautifully!"
"Then do you want to advance to the third round quickly? Without the Fire Lin Gun, it will take a lot of time."
"Hmph, don't try to deceive me with these words. If you are as smart as me, I will definitely not be fooled by you." Pingyang said coldly again, his little mouth pouted high, and he did not look like a cute expression that would not be fooled.
Fang Zhengzheng, on the other hand, didn't say anything more. He picked up the spliced paper in his hand, walked to the monument, and printed it.
After a while, he turned back again.
There are already dense inscriptions on the white paper.
Pingyang's eyes were quickly attracted by those inscriptions. His eyes moved quickly a few times, and then, he seemed to have thought of something, but he was a little uncertain.
"Do you want to memorize all these inscriptions in advance? It's useless. The order of the inscriptions will change after a while." Pingyang looked at the paper with densely packed inscriptions in Fang Zhengzheng's hand and felt that this method was not feasible. .
"Stop talking nonsense, bring the Fire Lin Spear!"
"You... hum, if you dare to lie to me, I will fight with you!" Pingyang looked at Fang Zhengyi's stretched out hand, and reluctantly handed the Fire Lin Gun into Fang Zhengyi's hand.
Fang Zhengzheng grabbed the Fire Lin Gun and stabbed it into the ground next to him.
A burst of flames rose up, and the fierce aura in his hands was obviously more violent than in Pingyang's hands.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
A huge hole was immediately punched out in the ground.
"You... what do you want to do?" Pingyang looked at this scene. I subconsciously felt something was wrong.
"Try the power? Do you have any opinions?" Fang Zhengzheng waved a few more times with satisfaction, and then began to build a model.
In a previous life, it would have taken at least a day or two to build a 3,000-character movable type printing mold.
But in this world it is too simple.
Whether it's himself or Yan Xiu and Ping Yang. They all have the power to control the changes of all things. All five people can change the shape of the soil at will, just a mold.
With the joint efforts of five people, it is estimated that it will take less than a quarter of an hour at most.
Next, Fang Zhengzheng began to assign tasks. He tore the white paper in his hand into five parts and used one piece for each person to make a printing mold.
Pingyang was a little reluctant, but after Fang Zhengzheng tried it a few times, he became interested.
Soon. Under the control of five people, a mold as big as the stele was made by Fang Zhengzheng.
Then, Fang Zhengzhi also began to teach Pingyang and Yanxiu how to use this model.
At first, Pingyang's little face still had an expression of doubt and distrust, but the more he heard, the brighter his eyes became.
"Is this still possible? This...is this too shameless?"
"Understand?"
"Understood."
"Then I'll demonstrate it first, and I'll keep the mold after I pass it."
"Go ahead."
"There is one thing I have to make clear first. After leaving the Holy Sky World, my movable type printing technology must be patented to me. If anyone wants to use this technology, they must give me money. Do you understand?"
"What is a patent?" Pingyang didn't quite understand.
When Fang Zhengzheng heard this, he immediately broke out in sweat. It seemed that the world was not very formal yet, so he had better let go of patents and stuff. Let’s go past the twin monuments first.
So, he formally walked to the Ming Monument, and then, after the inscriptions on the Ming Monument had changed, he quickly played with the molds in his hands.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Pingyang, Yan Xiu and others looked at Fang Zhengyi nervously.
Finally, about ten minutes passed. Fang Zhengzheng finally finished the 3,000-word model he had in hand.
Then, Fang Zhengzheng slowly walked forward to the dark monument.
While walking around, I brushed a few strokes of ink on the mold in my hand.
"I'll seal it!" When he arrived at the dark monument, Fang Zhengzheng printed the mold in his hand directly on the dark monument.
When Fang Zhengzheng picked up the mold, the inscriptions on the dark stele had already appeared densely one by one. The pattern was naturally the same as that on the open stele.
"Buzz!" A golden light shot into the sky.
…
Inside the Royal Academy.
Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's expression was obviously not good, and his eyes flickered as if he was thinking about something.
Han Changfeng, on the other hand, closed his eyes slightly, said nothing, and just sat quietly on the chair. He no longer commented on the third round of competition as before.
Ninth Prince Lin Yun was watching the third round of competition at the moment.
Then, he saw a figure appear in the picture. It was a figure that should not have appeared in the picture. It just appeared out of thin air among the people who were fighting fiercely.
Wearing a blue gown, it danced gently with the breeze.
"Fang... Fang Zhengzheng?!" Even the Ninth Prince Lin Yun couldn't help but shout out in surprise after seeing this person who appeared out of thin air in the third round.
"Ninth brother, what are you screaming about... Huh? Well, that's Fang Zhengzheng?! He... How did he enter the third world?" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's thoughts were interrupted. Just when he was about to say a few words, his eyes were also caught in front of him. A figure in the picture attracted me.
Because it wasn't just him who was attracted.
Everyone in the picture was frozen in place as if they were petrified.
Everyone looked at the young man wearing a blue gown, it was Fang Zhengzheng.
At this time, the imperial envoy who had come to report the message appeared in the room of the Royal Academy. He left in a hurry, even forgetting the proper etiquette.
"His Royal Highness Duan Wang... The Ninth Prince, Lord Han, Fang... Fang Zhengzheng has passed the twin monuments! He has... entered the third round of the world!"
"Huh?!" Han Changfeng's eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light like a knife flashed in his eyes, and his eyes were instantly fixed on Fang Zhengzheng in the picture.
He wanted to calm down, but he really couldn't calm down.
How long had it been since we passed the Broken Bridge that we had passed the Twin Steles? !
If this were luck, how incredible would it be to do it
"Twin Stele Stones... He actually passed the Twin Stele Stones! What the hell is going on?!" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, no matter how good his mood was, at this moment, he couldn't sit still at all.
If you say that you can cross the broken bridge with luck.
Then, there is no way that the Twin Monuments are based on luck.
and…
Over the years, no matter how amazing the genius is, no one has ever cracked this twin monument. It is too difficult and impossible to crack.
"How did he break it?!"
At this moment, Duan Wang Lin Xinjue and Han Changfeng had strong doubts in their hearts.
Even the Ninth Prince Lin Yun couldn't figure out the reason.
When the imperial emissary heard Duan Wang Lin Xinjue's question, he wanted to answer it, but he couldn't understand Fang Zhengzheng's method at all.
"He... seems to have just made a stone block that is the same as the Twin Monuments... with the same inscription on it as the Twin Monuments, and then... printed it on the Dark Monument, and... that's it!" The envoy was obviously a little confused. That's enough.
"Nonsense, the inscriptions on the twin monuments change. How could he make the same stone within a quarter of an hour?" Han Changfeng's tone became extremely cold.
"I... I don't understand this, but that's what he did, and Yan Xiu and the others also..." Before the imperial envoy could finish speaking, a shadow in white clothing appeared in front of him again.
It was Yan Xiu.
Then, within a short while, Pingyang and two other people also appeared in the third round world.
"Five... five?! All... all passed the Twin Steles?! What the hell is going on? How is it possible that all five of them can memorize three thousand inscriptions?!" Han Changfeng finally lost control.
Because what was happening before me was beyond common sense.
Fang Zhengzheng can be a genius, he can be extremely smart, but how can he transfer his extreme intelligence to the other four people
If Fang Zhengzheng passed the twin monuments alone, it can be explained that Fang Zhengzheng has talent and memory that surpasses everyone else.
But…
All five people passed
This is completely impossible to explain.
(Two chapters and more than 7,000 words. Can I get some monthly tickets?) (To be continued.)