Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not."
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
Qi Tian nodded: "Yes, that should be it."
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
An Zheng said: "But the Star Reaching Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."
The first picture is of a lonely-looking child, about three or four years old, standing at the door of a house wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket. He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes empty only of sadness and fear. The door of that house was open. An Zheng subconsciously looked inside the door, and then his scalp went numb... A person who fell on the ground could be vaguely seen in the yard. Although he could only see a few feet, he was definitely lying there. Down.
An Zheng said: "But the Star Reaching Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand was like a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.
Qi Tian nodded: "Yes, that should be it."
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
"sky!"
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
The ninety-nine-story Star Reaching Tower looks so shocking. The door is open, as if there are endless treasures waving at people inside. At this time, there are so many experts in the Immortal Palace. As soon as the Star Reaching Tower appears, even those who don't know it is the Star Reaching Tower will flock over like locusts to find out.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
Before An Zheng could pull Chen Shaobai away, Chen Shaobai had already rushed in like the wind.
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
The ninety-nine-story Star Reaching Tower looks so shocking. The door is open, as if there are endless treasures waving at people inside. At this time, there are so many experts in the Immortal Palace. As soon as the Star Reaching Tower appears, even those who don't know it is the Star Reaching Tower will flock over like locusts to find out.
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
"mural?"
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
Qi Tian watched Chen Shaobai rush in, said that he likes to do things so simple and direct, and then rushed in too. An Zheng sighed, "Am I not direct enough?" and rushed in.
"It's not just one bottle. Look, there are four in front and back, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."
"This is the fifth picture. Why do you have to write a word on the picture?"
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
Qi Tian asked curiously.
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
"sky!"
Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
The ninety-nine-story Star Reaching Tower looks so shocking. The door is open, as if there are endless treasures waving at people inside. At this time, there are so many experts in the Immortal Palace. As soon as the Star Reaching Tower appears, even those who don't know it is the Star Reaching Tower will flock over like locusts to find out.
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."
Chen Shaobai was a little hard to understand: "Why does a five- or six-year-old boy know so much? He built his own house, a boat for fishing, and even a textile machine... This is really terrifying."
"mural?"
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
"He knew where he was going."
Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...could it be the life experience that Immortal Emperor Ziluo drew for himself?"
The first-level drawing ends here.
"no… "
"It should be."
Yes... a little boy of five or six years old, who can believe that he can enter a desert that eats people without spitting out their bones? Without complete preparations, even charlatans would not dare to enter the depths of the desert casually. In that place, not even the monsters that are most adapted to the desert climate dare to fight against Tianwei, and no one believes that he can reach this place.
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
The second picture is in a desert filled with wind and sand. The little boy still wearing the cotton coat looks older than before, about five or six years old. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, not knowing what he relied on to persevere. His clothes were torn and no longer fit him. It looked like his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least a year or two, but his eyes were so bright.
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked into the quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had long been buried in the desert. It is no longer known which ancient predecessor created the barrier."
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
"This is the fifth picture. Why do you have to write a word on the picture?"
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
The first picture is of a lonely-looking child, about three or four years old, standing at the door of a house wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket. He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes empty only of sadness and fear. The door of that house was open. An Zheng subconsciously looked inside the door, and then his scalp went numb... A person who fell on the ground could be vaguely seen in the yard. Although he could only see a few feet, he was definitely lying there. Down.
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
An Zheng looked back and saw that the scales of the holy fish were already crumbling by the door.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
"He was orphaned at an early age."
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
An Zheng said: "But the Star Reaching Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
"This was his initiation."
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
Yes... a little boy of five or six years old, who can believe that he can enter a desert that eats people without spitting out their bones? Without complete preparations, even charlatans would not dare to enter the depths of the desert casually. In that place, not even the monsters that are most adapted to the desert climate dare to fight against Tianwei, and no one believes that he can reach this place.
Chen Shaobai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestor was hunted down for some reason, and everyone in the family died. Only he escaped. , I had to hide in the desert in order to survive. I thought I would definitely die after being sucked into the quicksand, but I accidentally fell into an enchantment that no one knew about, and received some kind of inheritance in this enchantment."
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he has a physique that can be cultivated, and this physique is so powerful that it is shocking, otherwise it would not be possible for him to start traveling alone in the world at the age of three or four. But he must not have started practicing yet, because there are no scenes of him practicing in the previous pictures.
"There is another world under the desert!"
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
"It's not just one bottle. Look, there are four in front and back, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."
The second picture is in a desert filled with wind and sand. The little boy still wearing the cotton coat looks older than before, about five or six years old. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, not knowing what he relied on to persevere. His clothes were torn and no longer fit him. It looked like his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least a year or two, but his eyes were so bright.
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
"He knew where he was going."
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
"There is another world under the desert!"
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
The ninety-nine-story Star Reaching Tower looks so shocking. The door is open, as if there are endless treasures waving at people inside. At this time, there are so many experts in the Immortal Palace. As soon as the Star Reaching Tower appears, even those who don't know it is the Star Reaching Tower will flock over like locusts to find out.
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
An Zheng said: "But the Star Reaching Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."
"This is the fifth picture. Why do you have to write a word on the picture?"
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
Yes... a little boy of five or six years old, who can believe that he can enter a desert that eats people without spitting out their bones? Without complete preparations, even charlatans would not dare to enter the depths of the desert casually. In that place, not even the monsters that are most adapted to the desert climate dare to fight against Tianwei, and no one believes that he can reach this place.
An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked into the quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had long been buried in the desert. It is no longer known which ancient predecessor created the barrier."
"This is the fifth picture. Why do you have to write a word on the picture?"
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
"He was orphaned at an early age."
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
"sky!"
"sky!"
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
"This was his initiation."
Chen Shaobai was a little hard to understand: "Why does a five- or six-year-old boy know so much? He built his own house, a boat for fishing, and even a textile machine... This is really terrifying."
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he has a physique that can be cultivated, and this physique is so powerful that it is shocking, otherwise it would not be possible for him to start traveling alone in the world at the age of three or four. But he must not have started practicing yet, because there are no scenes of him practicing in the previous pictures.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
Before An Zheng could pull Chen Shaobai away, Chen Shaobai had already rushed in like the wind.
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
"It should be."
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
Qi Tian watched Chen Shaobai rush in, said that he likes to do things so simple and direct, and then rushed in too. An Zheng sighed, "Am I not direct enough?" and rushed in.
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
The second picture is in a desert filled with wind and sand. The little boy still wearing the cotton coat looks older than before, about five or six years old. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, not knowing what he relied on to persevere. His clothes were torn and no longer fit him. It looked like his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least a year or two, but his eyes were so bright.
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
"This was his initiation."
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...could it be the life experience that Immortal Emperor Ziluo drew for himself?"
The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand was like a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.
The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand was like a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
"one… "
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
Before An Zheng could pull Chen Shaobai away, Chen Shaobai had already rushed in like the wind.
Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
The fifth picture makes people feel better, but it also arouses curiosity.
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
"It's not just one bottle. Look, there are four in front and back, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."
The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand was like a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
"mural?"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
"There is another world under the desert!"
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
Chen Shaobai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestor was hunted down for some reason, and everyone in the family died. Only he escaped. , I had to hide in the desert in order to survive. I thought I would definitely die after being sucked into the quicksand, but I accidentally fell into an enchantment that no one knew about, and received some kind of inheritance in this enchantment."
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked into the quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had long been buried in the desert. It is no longer known which ancient predecessor created the barrier."
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
Qi Tian asked curiously.
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."
Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...could it be the life experience that Immortal Emperor Ziluo drew for himself?"
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
Qi Tian nodded: "Yes, that should be it."
Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some confusion: "So, I created a good thing that is unique in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and take it for themselves. I just put it there. And you make some false impressions to make people think it’s not important... Then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?”
"It's not just one bottle. Look, there are four in front and back, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."
"This is the fifth picture. Why do you have to write a word on the picture?"
"It turns out I wasn't tired from walking, but I got stuck in quicksand."
The fifth picture makes people feel better, but it also arouses curiosity.
"sky!"
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
Qi Tian asked curiously.
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
"no… "
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
The first picture is of a lonely-looking child, about three or four years old, standing at the door of a house wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket. He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes empty only of sadness and fear. The door of that house was open. An Zheng subconsciously looked inside the door, and then his scalp went numb... A person who fell on the ground could be vaguely seen in the yard. Although he could only see a few feet, he was definitely lying there. Down.
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
"Such a strong ability to live!"
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
Chen Shaobai was a little hard to understand: "Why does a five- or six-year-old boy know so much? He built his own house, a boat for fishing, and even a textile machine... This is really terrifying."
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
"It should be."
The first-level drawing ends here.
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he has a physique that can be cultivated, and this physique is so powerful that it is shocking, otherwise it would not be possible for him to start traveling alone in the world at the age of three or four. But he must not have started practicing yet, because there are no scenes of him practicing in the previous pictures.
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked into the quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had long been buried in the desert. It is no longer known which ancient predecessor created the barrier."
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
Qi Tian asked curiously.
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not."
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.
"sky!"
Chen Shaobai was a little hard to understand: "Why does a five- or six-year-old boy know so much? He built his own house, a boat for fishing, and even a textile machine... This is really terrifying."
The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand was like a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
An Zheng looked back and saw that the scales of the holy fish were already crumbling by the door.
"mural?"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not."
The fifth picture makes people feel better, but it also arouses curiosity.
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
"It's not just one bottle. Look, there are four in front and back, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
Chen Shaobai was a little hard to understand: "Why does a five- or six-year-old boy know so much? He built his own house, a boat for fishing, and even a textile machine... This is really terrifying."
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian followed and found that the little boy in the picture was still the same age and figure, and the boat was almost in the middle of the lake. He was supposed to be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looks exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng ordered from the store before...
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not."
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...could it be the life experience that Immortal Emperor Ziluo drew for himself?"
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he has a physique that can be cultivated, and this physique is so powerful that it is shocking, otherwise it would not be possible for him to start traveling alone in the world at the age of three or four. But he must not have started practicing yet, because there are no scenes of him practicing in the previous pictures.
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
"He was orphaned at an early age."
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
"no… "
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe, maybe not."
Qi Tian watched Chen Shaobai rush in, said that he likes to do things so simple and direct, and then rushed in too. An Zheng sighed, "Am I not direct enough?" and rushed in.
Chen Shaobai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestor was hunted down for some reason, and everyone in the family died. Only he escaped. , I had to hide in the desert in order to survive. I thought I would definitely die after being sucked into the quicksand, but I accidentally fell into an enchantment that no one knew about, and received some kind of inheritance in this enchantment."
An Zheng said: "But the Star Reaching Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
"He knew where he was going."
An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he has a physique that can be cultivated, and this physique is so powerful that it is shocking, otherwise it would not be possible for him to start traveling alone in the world at the age of three or four. But he must not have started practicing yet, because there are no scenes of him practicing in the previous pictures.
Chen Shaobai: "Then what are you waiting for? Just rush in and find whatever you want. That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"
"sky!"
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
"This was his initiation."
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
"It should be."
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
An Zheng looked back and saw that the scales of the holy fish were already crumbling by the door.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
Yes... a little boy of five or six years old, who can believe that he can enter a desert that eats people without spitting out their bones? Without complete preparations, even charlatans would not dare to enter the depths of the desert casually. In that place, not even the monsters that are most adapted to the desert climate dare to fight against Tianwei, and no one believes that he can reach this place.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
"mural?"
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
"mural?"
"An Zheng, they are exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
"This was his initiation."
"no… "
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
"one… "
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
The following pictures all depict the process of the little boy reading and practicing, and several pictures are used to describe his sleeplessness and forgetfulness of food. The sun and the moon were changing, but the little boy was sitting by the lake with his head down and reading, especially fascinated. Regardless of the heat or cold, day or night.
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
"There is another world under the desert!"
An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Ziluo created such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert, and for him the desert changed his life. And these four bottles are not the Star Reaching Building where we are, but another tribute from Zi Luo. Maybe even he doesn’t know who left these four bottles, so he can only use them to build a ninety-nine-story building. Way to thank that senior.”
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
The first-level drawing ends here.
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...could it be the life experience that Immortal Emperor Ziluo drew for himself?"
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
Qi Tian asked curiously.
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
Chen Shaobai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestor was hunted down for some reason, and everyone in the family died. Only he escaped. , I had to hide in the desert in order to survive. I thought I would definitely die after being sucked into the quicksand, but I accidentally fell into an enchantment that no one knew about, and received some kind of inheritance in this enchantment."
Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I survived."
"one… "
An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is still a reward to see the magnificent experience of this great man."
"There is another world under the desert!"
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
There was nothing on the ground, but there was something on the walls.
The second picture is in a desert filled with wind and sand. The little boy still wearing the cotton coat looks older than before, about five or six years old. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, not knowing what he relied on to persevere. His clothes were torn and no longer fit him. It looked like his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least a year or two, but his eyes were so bright.
Qi Tian nodded: "Yes, that should be it."
"Look! He fished something out of the water."
Qi Tian watched Chen Shaobai rush in, said that he likes to do things so simple and direct, and then rushed in too. An Zheng sighed, "Am I not direct enough?" and rushed in.
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
An Zheng said: "Maybe this is the meaning of the first year of practice."
"There is another world under the desert!"
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
The fifth picture makes people feel better, but it also arouses curiosity.
The second picture is in a desert filled with wind and sand. The little boy still wearing the cotton coat looks older than before, about five or six years old. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, not knowing what he relied on to persevere. His clothes were torn and no longer fit him. It looked like his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least a year or two, but his eyes were so bright.
"one… "
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping and looking for a place where no one can find him."
The third picture shows the little boy unable to withstand the bad weather and fell to the ground. He was lying in the desert with despair in his eyes. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he only felt despair and no fear. The look in his eyes made people extremely distressed, and even Qi Tian felt his heart aching.
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
Chen Shaobai said: "One, it means the first year. And in this layer, all the things that happened in the same year are described. So... when Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he had only practiced ninety-nine times in total. Year?"
"He knew where he was going."
"no… "
"There is another world under the desert!"
The people in the fourth picture are creepy...
An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the first floor was empty, not even a single decoration. Such a large and empty floor makes people feel scared. The floor tiles are so bright that they can reflect the shadows of people. When you look up, you see as many lights as stars, so you can see the entire floor at a glance... This is the first floor. Empty house, nothing.
"He knew where he was going."
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
"Such a strong ability to live!"
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
An Zheng felt chills running down his spine, thinking that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, originally to avoid being hunted, but instead fell into quicksand... the last moments would have been very painful. But in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little bit of relief in the despair that was hard for others to notice. Maybe... death was actually one of the ways of liberation for him at that time.
Each picture is large, but the painting details are breathtaking. If you look carefully, every flying sand grain you can see is so clear.
Chen Shaobai took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestor was hunted down for some reason, and everyone in the family died. Only he escaped. , I had to hide in the desert in order to survive. I thought I would definitely die after being sucked into the quicksand, but I accidentally fell into an enchantment that no one knew about, and received some kind of inheritance in this enchantment."
Qi Tian: "This... is so terrifying."
"He knew where he was going."
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
Qi Tian nodded: "Yes, that should be it."
After he said this, even he was frightened: "There is no treasure at all in the ninety-ninth floor of the Star Building... It's just Zi Luo's recollection of his past and the people who have helped him. In remembrance. Every floor may be empty, only the murals, but it only took him ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world and rank among the Immortal Emperors."
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
"Could it be that these are the four bottles?!"
At this moment, there was a sudden bang outside, and it was obvious that something hit the scales of the holy fish that blocked the door. The sound was loud, and the scales of the holy fish were connected by blood to An Zheng. An Zheng's body shook a little, and his face turned a little pale.
Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by the quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. You see, after he fell, he landed on the grass. There are mountains and water in the distance. There's a manor, there's even a sun... It's a huge enchantment!"
Chen Shaobai said: "Perhaps his parents were killed because he was killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"
"It should be."
The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with caution. He encountered nothing. The place looks like a paradise with birds singing and flowers fragrant. He was very happy that he could finally avoid being hunted and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting is excitedly picking fruits, chasing butterflies, and catching grasshoppers. He bathed in the lake and even polished stone into a knife and cut wood to make a small sampan.
Only then did Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian notice that there was an extra book in Zi Luo's hand. If An Zheng hadn't reminded her, they would have thought that this book was what Zi Luo had been holding before. Because fishing is a very boring process, it is not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately went back to the previous painting and looked at it to make sure Zi Luo didn't bring a book.
The first picture is of a lonely-looking child, about three or four years old, standing at the door of a house wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket. He raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes empty only of sadness and fear. The door of that house was open. An Zheng subconsciously looked inside the door, and then his scalp went numb... A person who fell on the ground could be vaguely seen in the yard. Although he could only see a few feet, he was definitely lying there. Down.
Chen Shaobai: "If so, this ancestor of my family is really a mess with a great temper."
Qi Tian watched Chen Shaobai rush in, said that he likes to do things so simple and direct, and then rushed in too. An Zheng sighed, "Am I not direct enough?" and rushed in.
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
This painting is extremely vivid, and is very different from the murals of Buddhism and Daxi. The people and landscapes in the paintings look alive and very three-dimensional.
"He knew where he was going."
After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they were looking for anything good, but after An Zheng entered, they wanted to see how to close the door. However, after studying for a while, he determined... There was no door panel at all, just a door frame, which even gods could not close. An Zheng simply summoned thirty scales of the holy fish, which could block it for a while.
An Zheng looked back and saw that the scales of the holy fish were already crumbling by the door.
An Zheng walked around the room and then stopped: "This is the beginning, come and take a look."
"There is also a very scary guy outside."
"Is there a tree in the bottle?"
An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked into the quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had long been buried in the desert. It is no longer known which ancient predecessor created the barrier."
An Zheng suddenly noticed something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty. There is a book in it. Look at Zi Luo's hand."
Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.