"The heaven and earth in our ephemera's eyes are not the same as the heaven and earth in the eyes of the human race. You are the sixth human race to crack the seventy-first stone tablet."

Since Li Buzhuo entered the pavilion, he quietly looked at Li Buzhuo's seventy-one monument guarding elephants and sighed. This monument viewing pavilion has existed for countless years, and has passed through the cold and heat. I don't know how many elephants are born and die. It can see a person who cracks the monument with his own eyes, and this life is much more exciting than other elephants.

Li Buzhuo looked at the mayfly guarding the monument, and walked from the first stone tablet here. The mayfly under the monument also became more and more intelligent. The seventy-one mayfly guarding the monument was even more strange. Since the mayfly guarding the monument was alive and dead, how could it know that he was the sixth person?

It seemed to be seen that Li Buzhuo's doubts, and the thin feather like a cicada wing behind the ephemera swelled gently, saying: "After the death of the previous generation, some memories will be retained in the feather molt. Our clan was born to be able to speak people's words, and this is why."

"The painting on this stone tablet was also left by your previous generation?" Li Buzhuo asked.

Mayfly shook his head and said, "I have never left this pavilion. How can I draw the entire pot sky? Let's go, Seventy-two are waiting for you. Maybe no one has set foot in that pavilion for many years."

As he said that, the thin feathers on its body suddenly shrank, and its spiritual form turned into a stream of light, sank into Li Buzhuo's eyebrows.

Li Buzhuo's heart moved, and the seeds of the sword path in the sea of ​​consciousness slightly turned, and a sword energy separated.

After looking at the seventy-two monuments, I knew the 365th week of heavenly qi and the 365th week of heavenly qi. In an instant, I introduced the sword energy and the celestial spirit into the Tianzhu acupoint, and the two were merged.

A body god was born.

The body spirit condensed by Li Buzhuo before, all of which were ignorant and unshapeful, and still needed to be sacrificed and refined. The true spirit of the seventy-one guarding the monument mayfly was obviously stronger. The body spirit condensed has already taken shape and a long sword is faintly held in his arms.

In addition to the candidates in the palace, there were several people who broke the wall. Zhao Boyang looked ashamed and confused. He had been practicing in Hutian for many years and only walked to the forty-ninth stone tablet. Six days, just six days, Li Buzhuo came out of the seventy-first temple pavilion.

As a broken wall man, he certainly remembers it very clearly. Since a hundred years ago, he has been well documented and has passed the 71st Taoist Temple Pavilion, but it is not

Just five people.

Of course, there is another one today.

But how could he comprehend this stone tablet?

Zhao Boyang and his friends went to observe this stone tablet. If it weren't for the five people who had previously discovered the meaning of the stele, he would have thought that the stele was just a mess. Zhao Boyang had always wanted to ask the people who had comprehended the 71st stele, but the five people before were the Taoist saint who opened the Hutian, the dead ancestor Changqing, the true king of Yunhe who had traveled in the distance fifty years ago, and the unknown immortal in Shenzhasi were not something he could have access to.

Finally, I met someone who had broken through seventy-one stone tablets. OK, but he was offended by him a few days ago.

Li Buzhuo's look of looking sideways reminded Zhao Boyang of the scene at that time, and was embarrassed and angry, so he left.

It was getting dark.

Li Buzhuo walked to the 72nd Temple Temple Pavilion and saw a stele without words standing in the pavilion.

The monument mayfly has an old face, looking at the sky from afar, the sun is falling, and the vicissitudes in his eyes are moving.

"I think of it at that time, the morning dew is not yet alive..." He suddenly looked at Li Buzhuo and said in a tone of "I was young", "Since then, I have wanted to write something on the monument. I have been thinking about it for a lifetime, but I can't even understand what I want to write."

After saying that, he sighed a long time.

Including the Seventy-One Mayfly, Li Buzhuo rarely sees Seventy-One Mayfly showing joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. Seventy-One Mayfly in front of him, but his face was full of sorrow.

“I’m different from them.”

The flies seemed to understand Li Buzhuo's doubts and said to themselves: "Our tribe lives and dies day by day, but they don't know what sadness is. What about you, do you know? Do you know that there is a big whale in Guixu called Ganli, with the East Sea full of the morning and the East Sea exhausted night. From this perspective, your human race is just living and die night by day."

Li Buzhuo smiled indifferently: "I know that the old turtle in the pond can live a thousand years, so what does it have to do with me?"

Mayfly stared at Li Buzhuo and remained silent.

After a long time, it said: "No, not bad, actually, when I saw the sunset just now, I finally figured out what I want to write on the monument. What I want to write is the method of transcending life and death, but how can we transcend life and death? Perhaps in the eyes of the heavenly way, Gan Li is just a fish that lives and dies in the morning and night."

After saying that, the shadow of Lishan spread to the last temple pavilion, and its feathers shrank and shrank.

Unlike other ephemerals, its spiritual shape is scattered into fluorescent spots, falling into the smooth surface of the stele without words, scattered into the cracks of bricks and stones, and floating in the bamboo forest under the night.

The feather molt fell beside him, Li Buzhuo picked it up, gently placed it under the stone tablet, and left the temple pavilion.

At this point, all the seventy-two monuments were broken.

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The Holy Academy was facing high, and Mr. Hu sat in front of the window, holding a teapot in his hand, looking at Beiqiu from afar, and sighed: "The candidates this year are really amazing. Yesterday, Chen Langzhen passed the Forty-Five Monuments. I thought he was Jie Yuan, but this morning I found someone induced a ray of purple qi. It turned out that someone opened the qi veins all over the body in the Hutian. This Hutian is not in the world, and the two qi of Taiyin and Sun cannot move casually, which is really not worry-free."

He turned to look at Sun Qingchen: "I heard that in the sacrificial ceremony, you slapped the table with Yang Lian in order to protect Li Buzhuo? This table is worth a thousand gold."

"Yang Lian accidentally saw Li Buzhuo, and suppressed him just by doing it. He didn't take a mere boy Qi Refiner seriously. If it weren't for this, how could he give up that day?" Sun Qingchen smiled, "But I didn't expect that Li Buzhuo could actually pass the seventy-two monuments. With such talent and understanding, he could become the backbone of the human race in the future."

Mr. Hu nodded and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, he must be the Jie Yuan in the mansion trial this year. But how many levels of mountain gate can he go to? The few big monsters guarding the gate are not good roles. I want to see how he suffers."

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Lishan.

The iron-blue stone wall is as smooth as a shaved, as oppressive as a city wall, and it lies in front of everyone.

The stone wall is dozens of feet high, and the pier is crisscrossing in the air. People stand under the wall, and look up and see the vast clouds and mists. There are endless strange words, no less than tens of millions.

The first stone wall in Lishan is so huge, no wonder hundreds of people who break the walls are resistant to Lishan, and they cannot see through it even though they have lived.

In the middle of this huge stone wall is an old mountain gate with a twisted vines and a mossy trail leading to the mountain.

However, for this mountain road that is almost the way to heaven in the eyes of Qi Refiners, the candidates and the people who are comprehending the stone wall are both far away from it.
Chapter completed!