Li Xianyu looked around and found that he was in a strange space. There was an endless wide space in front and behind. There were no flowers, grass, earth, rocks, nothing, so it was very strange.
The ground beneath his feet was paved with some unknown red crystal, and the air was filled with thick fog and the smell of sulfur.
"Chicken, you are so beautiful, Chicken, you are so beautiful..." Li Xianyu shouted and sang a few words, and a few seconds later, a vague echo came.
He quickly judged that he was in a vast but closed space, and only such a space could form echoes.
"It's a pity that I'm not a top student, otherwise I could deduce the size of this space based on the speed of sound propagating in the air and the time it takes for the echo to reflect back." Li Xianyu thought regretfully.
No wonder there are always people who say that if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world. Li Xianyu also wants to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and become a top student who will not be afraid of traveling all over the world. However, his IQ limits his dream...
He is in the Palace of the Gods!
This much is certain.
He entered the real Palace of the Gods. The process was very simple. After entering the giant bronze gate, he led the Baoze people all the way east. Li Xianyu tried to fly up to 90,000 miles (actually, he jumped), and then entered this place. Coming in space.
Baoze once transported a military helicopter into the Pantheon Palace. The helicopter flew to an altitude of several thousand meters. The pilot almost fell into coma due to lack of oxygen. The observers looked up at the altitude of several thousand meters. The temple was still suspended above their heads, untouchable. and.
The only information they got was that the oxygen content in the Pantheon Palace was many times thinner than the outside world.
His adoptive father was right, the key to the Palace of the Gods really was with him, but he didn't know it. Even now, Li Xianyu still didn't know where the key was.
"Grandma, come out!" Li Xianyu patted his belly.
In the Dantian area, a faint black light ignited, swaying like a flame. After a while, a beam of light was projected out, like a high-end 3D printer, and a delicate and delicate girl appeared, with a bright look and a pretty tearful mole.
She looked around, "Is this the Palace of the Gods?"
The others stayed outside and couldn't follow, but Grandma Grandma could. Grandma Grandma only had to retract into the Black Water Spirit Pearl, and the Black Water Spirit Pearl had already merged with Li Xianyu's spirit and flesh, so she could follow Li Xianyu in.
If he couldn't bring his grandma in with him, Li Xianyu would not explore the Palace of the Gods alone, even if he knew the key was with him. We can't just step into the extreme realm and drift away. Who knows what backup will be left in the palace of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods? This is what is written in fantasy novels. The palaces and ruins of those big brothers in the world are everywhere. They are all invisible traps with murderous intent.
Li Xianyu estimated the rank gap between the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace and himself, and couldn't afford to take this risk.
"Look at how coward you are, your dad was half-assed when he entered here." Grandma easily saw through Li Xianyu's concerns and curled her lips in disdain.
"So my dad died early." Li Xianyu replied.
These words are not superficial, they are true to the heart. In Li Xianyu's opinion, both his biological father and his adoptive father are rough men. His adoptive father is a little better. Li Wuxiang's personality is very much like that of a silly, sweet boy from the 1990s. host.
Putting himself in his shoes, Li Xianyu felt that if it were him, he would not have entered the Palace of the Gods in the first place. Back then, it was an era when the great chivalrous men served the country and the people, but now it is an era when all living beings are suffering and I can only take care of myself.
And if he really wants to get involved, he has other operations and will never be forced to die like Li Wuxiang.
"You..." Grandma was speechless, stamped her feet, snorted, and was about to use her big move.
"You are an unworthy descendant." Li Xianyu answered desperately.
He knew his grandmother's temper very well. When he had nothing to say, or when he knew he was in the wrong but was unwilling to admit it, he would say something like this, trying to use his identity as an ancestor to bully him. But Li Xianyu would always sneer and push him back.
Then it will turn into the grandma grabbing the arm of the unworthy descendant and kicking his calf with her foot.
"Hey, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore." Li Xianyu said in surprise while taking the pain and avoiding it.
When I was kicked by her before, I grimaced in pain. Now it feels like an ordinary fight between lovers. My 18-year-old girlfriend is angry and kicks someone. It looks fierce, but it doesn't hurt.
Grandma immediately stepped up her efforts.
"It hurts, it hurts, please forgive me, grandma." This time it really hurt.
After teaching the unscrupulous descendants a lesson, the grandma grandma led the way vigorously. She always felt that this kind of slapstick was just a small warning. It did not hurt the great-grandson, but also promoted the majesty and inviolability of her ancestors.
But in fact, her overly intimate fights caused a lot of psychological burden on Li Xianyu. It's hard to treat her as an ancestor and get along with her like this...
After walking for a while, they saw a thick bronze pillar. There were no exquisitely carved patterns or coiled dragons and flying phoenixes. It was a very simple copper pillar.
"It looks like a load-bearing pillar." Li Xianyu said, taking Grandma's little hand and walking in the opposite direction: "Let's go see if there is one on the other side."
Grandma said "hmm" and calmly broke away from his hand. Once bitten by a snake, she was afraid of well ropes for ten years. It seemed that her drunken impulse had a great psychological shadow on her.
I treat you as a great-grandson, but you want me to be your daughter-in-law.
Soon, they also saw a bronze pillar on the other side. According to Li Xianyu's guess, they were in a palace at this time. Because of the thick fog, I couldn't see clearly the surrounding scenery.
"This palace is very large. Judging from the scale, it has the same style as the bronze door outside." Li Xianyu sighed: "The size of the Lord of the Palace of the Gods is very exaggerated."
Don’t worry, this is really the Palace of the Gods, not some strange space.
Li Xianyu, who had a suspicious personality, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
They walked around the palace for half an hour, the fog turning into mist and the temperature rising. High temperatures dissipate fog, so when the sun rises, the fog will dissipate, except for haze.
After walking for another ten minutes, the temperature had reached fifty degrees Celsius. It's like entering a steamer, the air is hot when you breathe.
There was no thick fog blocking the view, and the view was very clear. The front seemed to be the end of the palace, with a huge bronze wall blocking the way. The bronze wall was engraved with dense murals.
Below the wall is an abyss.
It's not so much an abyss as it is a huge square pool.
Both grandfather and grandson were attracted by the murals on the bronze walls. In ancient times, there were no words, so if you wanted to record something, you would usually use paintings instead.
When Li Xianyu saw the mural for the first time, he frowned: "Hey, it's different."
"What's different?"
"The painting style is different," Li Xianyu pointed to the murals: "It's not the same person as the murals at the bottom of the bronze building outside that suppresses the remains of the ancient demon."
The painter on the bronze wall is a normal person, and the guy outside is a soul painter.
He is good at expressing the evolution of things in the simple style of stick figures, but has a unique charm, which is not simple.
Grandma said "Oh" without much thought. That's just how she is. It takes a lot of information to make her suddenly realize. It doesn't matter whether she listens to these small details, because she won't use her brain to think.
Li Xianyu looked carefully at the mural on the bronze wall, which recorded a major event in ancient times:
In a very, very far away era of ignorance, after countless years of evolution, nine super life forms were born that dominated the world. According to different evolutionary processes, they each possess powerful abilities that are far superior to other species.
The nine super life forms share the throne of the world and have their own followers.
However, one day, the continental plates moved, magma spewed, and floods raged. Life was as small as a candle in the face of the disaster, and countless creatures died in this disaster.
At this moment, a ray of light fell from the sky, and the earth spewed magma in response. In the divine light falling from the sky, the treasure was born. It was a divine object bred from the essence of heaven and earth, possessing some magical power that attracted countless creatures to it.
The treasure is suspended in the air, bathed in divine light. With it as the center, nine super life forms appear in different directions, and they are also here to compete for the treasure.
After a tragic battle, a super life form obtained the treasure, which was a giant bird with wings that could cover the sky and the sun, and its body was surrounded by blazing flames.
With the treasure in its mouth, it rushed towards the sky. At the end of the sky was a shining door.
The giant bird did not enter the door. The door seemed to reject it. It hit its head on the door and was bleeding, and fell into a temple.
The eight super life forms headed towards the shrine.
The mural ends.
"So that's it, that's it." Grandma looked excited and looked like she suddenly realized something.
"What do you know?" Li Xianyu's heart moved.
"That bird is the Lord of the Palace of the Gods." Grandma said with an expression like "I discovered a big secret."
"I'm not blind." Li Xianyu nodded.
She curled her lips and pointed to somewhere in the mural: "What does that door mean? Is there a door in the sky?"
"It's not necessarily a door. The core of mural recording is to use images to correctly express a certain meaning. So we can't just look at the surface of the mural, but add our own understanding and speculation. If you look at the mural like that, there is no soul." Li Xianyu said: "Tianmen is probably the true purpose of that treasure, or the real reason why the ancient demons are fighting for that treasure."
"But that bird hit so hard." She refused to admit that she looked at the mural without soul, and insisted on looking at the mural in her own way.
"The fact that you can have an intelligent descendant like me is enough to show that our blood relationship is so shallow that it can be ignored." Li Xianyu sent a hint to his grandmother, and then gave his own understanding: "My adoptive father It was mentioned in the diary, and we later speculated based on various clues, that the treasure was still there, but it was not yet mature. Naturally, the treasure was also immature at that time, so the Lord of the Palace of the Gods fell short. What the mural wanted to express should be That’s what it means.”
"What is the treasure?" Grandma asked.
The treasure described on the mural is very vague, just a lump of luminous objects, not much brighter than a mosaic.
Li Xianyu looked at her in bewilderment.
"What are you doing?" Grandma kicked him.
As a great-grandson, how could he look at himself with the eyes of caring for a mentally retarded old man.
"You've been following me. You know everything I know. Do you think I know this?" Li Xianyu waved his hand to indicate that he didn't want to talk to her. He stared at the mural again, lost in thought.
Teachers often say that reading a book a hundred times will reveal its meaning. You can only get a rough idea of many things after reading them once. Only by reading them repeatedly and constantly can you understand their meaning and see more things.
The Lord of the Pantheon Palace is a huge bird with flames all over his body.
It represents the power of fire.
"Do you think that bird looks like the one on the bronze door outside?"
"Um."
"The Lord of the Pantheon Palace is still alive, but not in the Pantheon Palace. So where did it go? The murals here and the murals outside were painted by different people, which means that there were at least two people who could freely enter and leave the Pantheon Palace back then. .What happened to the Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods Palace after he killed the eight ancient monsters? Why is it not in the Ten Thousand Gods Palace?"
Li Xianyu was thinking about various issues when he heard his grandma tugging on his sleeve and pointing her little finger to the bottom of the pond: "Look, there is something there."
(End of chapter)