A row of oracle bone script on the black stone tablet was completely translated.

However, the translated line of words surprised Zhang Yuan.

【I spill my hope in Jiuzhou】

In just one sentence, it seems to contain a lot of information.

Who left this passage?

What does [Hope is sprinkled in Jiuzhou] mean?

Isn’t this stone tablet unearthed from the Immortal World? Why is it mentioned Jiuzhou?

Could it be that countless years ago, someone knew that the immortal world was about to collapse, so he left this stone tablet?

The things in front of him were completely beyond Zhang Yuan's expectations.

He was curious to translate the above text.

Zhang Yuan thought deeply.

The text is written in ancient Taoist essays, which means that these words must be extremely confidential and unwilling to be seen.

Zhang Yuan now knows a little bit about the text of the previous civilization.

There are two types of writings in the previous civilization, one is small seal script and the other is ancient Taoist script.

Like the gourds on the neck of a big yellow cow and the Fantian Seals outside Tongzhou City, these are all small seal scripts.

Only some confidential matters can be recorded in ancient Taoist texts.

For example, the eight or nine mysterious skills, the laws of heaven and earth are all ancient Taoist literature.

But why do the passage in front of you also use ancient Taoist texts to record it?

Are the person who left this sentence guarding against whom?

Zhang Yuan's mind was surging, and a terrible guess suddenly appeared.

Could it be that some terrible strong man would die soon after he did something important, so he left a stone tablet to tell people in future generations.

But what is [hope] he said?

Why sprinkle it in Jiuzhou?

Zhang Yuan's mind was full of questions.

…

The morning is coming.

The daily cooking of fire was started in the Holy Sect of Heaven, and the breakfast was delivered to the disciples one by one.

Gongsun Yu was indeed hungry, so after washing up, he began to enjoy the delicious meal delivered to the kitchen.

Fengquan and a group of brothers also had a meal together.

While eating, he showed a knowing smile and discussed the plan he set last night.

The more we discussed, the more the smiles on their faces were strong, and they would occasionally make waves of despicable smiles.

But as he smiled, someone suddenly snorted, covered his stomach, then screamed in pain, curled up on the ground, rolling back and forth.

"What's going on?"

Fengquan was shocked.

Soon, there were also waves of discomfort in his abdomen, and his whole body seemed to be losing strength in an instant. He groaned and fell to the ground.

Not only them, but all the disciples of the Holy Saint of Heaven who had breakfast all groaned in pain, and for a moment, the entire sect was in chaos and moaning everywhere.

But this pain didn't last long, and soon waves of pleasure began to come.

The disciple, who was originally so painful that his body was exhausted, suddenly began to twitch, and waves of sweat overflowed from the pores all over his body, his face was demented, he was awake and blurred, and his face was filled with an intoxicating smile.

They were completely trapped in Gongsun Yu's experience.

For a moment, Yingying and Yanyan's moans echoed throughout the entire Heavenly Dao Holy Sect.

In the room.

Gongsun Yu just took a small bite and realized that the smell was wrong, but he still saw it late. The strange feeling came back a few days ago. The true energy in his body seemed to disappear, his meridians were sore and weak, and his flesh and blood were weak. He collapsed down. His body couldn't help but start to twitch, and waves of pleasure drown her like a tide.

Her eyes were blurred and she barely kept awake. She bit her tongue hard, almost going crazy.

It's that kind of poison again!

That damn Zhang Yuan poisoned her again.

She wanted to scream, but at this moment she didn't have any strength in her body. Waves of wonderful feelings came, making her more and more confused and she began to moan...

"Quagu..."

The black crow passed by in the air, like an eagle patrolling his territory. After seeing all the disciples being hit, they burst into knowing laughter.

The yellow cow also came out of a round of spiritual fruit, and was shocked when he listened to the moans all over the mountains.

"Damn, this kid is not afraid of big things at all, there's fun now."

It touched the spiritual fruit circle in another place.

Zhang Yuan walked out of the pagoda-shaped building, frowned, and was still thinking about the font on the stone tablet.

Of course, he also hoped that he had thought too much.

As he walked back to the residence, Zhang Yuan was very clear-headed and soon heard the moans of his disciples, and couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the Black Crow has succeeded.

Leaving this matter to it is more quick than doing it yourself.

Zhang Yuan felt aroused his heart and went to the residences of these disciples, one by one, and looked inside.

The disciples were lying on the ground and twitching constantly, moaning comfortably in their mouths, and the situation in the Tiantian Demon Holy Land was exactly the same as the situation. The picture was so weird and weird.

Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to use a jade pendant to record the scene. If there is, he will definitely record all this scene.

What is the method of recording pictures with jade pendants?

He had seen more than one person performing, which made him quite envious.

Zhang Yuan walked past the yard one by one and swept inside.

I soon found Fengquan and the others' residence.

A group of disciples were all lying on the ground, sometimes awake and sometimes confused.

Feng Quan's face turned red and he wanted to struggle barely, but as he struggled, he suddenly fell to the ground again and continued to feel comfortable. Waves of strange feelings came from his whole body, and his mind began to fall into chaos...

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you? Do you want to get close to each other?"

Zhang Yuan leaned over to Fengquan with a big face, looked down at him with a smile.

"You... Zhang Yuan, how dare you poison us?"

Fengquan's eyes were blurred, he shook his tongue, and he tried to wake up, and said.

"Hey, you have to pay attention to evidence when speaking. Why do you say that I poisoned me? You can't just accuse a good person because you are a disciple of the Holy Sect of Heaven."

Zhang Yuan warned.

"You...bah, you are also a good person. Don't... don't think I don't know about this kind of poison. The situation in the Tiantian Demon Holy Land is the same as that of us... You... You can't escape, it must be the poison you made."

Fengquan’s difficult path.

Zhang Yuan glanced around and found that most of the other disciples were confused. He looked fierce and gritted his teeth and said, "Fengquan, since you know, don't blame me for killing someone to silence me."

He strode forward.

Feng Quan's face was shocked and said, "What do you...you want to do? You can't...can't kill me? If you kill me, I will cause a big disaster."

"Anyway, no one knows, I will run away if I kill you. Who knows? You are seeking death by yourself."

Zhang Yuan threatened.

"No, don't kill me."

Fengquan woke up a lot and shouted quickly.

"If you want to survive, tell me how to record the screen with a jade pendant? Otherwise, I will slap you to death with a palm and fly away. Anyway, the fairy world is about to collapse, and someone who wants to take revenge in the future will not find me."

Zhang Yuan said.

Fengquan's face turned green.

He asked what kind of method of recording the jade pendant?

Is this trying to record them all?

Fengquan felt aggrieved.

"Hurry up, I'm going to shoot you."

Zhang Yuan grinned.
To be continued...