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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Seven: The Great Dry Wind and Clouds (fifty-two)

After Wu Mingkong also glanced at him, he did not find anything strange. The entire altar was made of ordinary stones. The only difference was that the entire altar presented a strange beauty.

This kind of beauty is sensoryly manifested as if you are watching a piece of white scales, which makes people feel a wonderful sense of difference in their hearts.

"Can you know what was sacrificing before the Luo Cult was defeated?" Wu Mingkong had a strange feeling about this beauty. First, he felt very intimate, and second, he felt very strange.

"There is no record, but according to the prayer, it may be a snake." Zhu Chong also had an absurd feeling.

Can this Luo Sect actually worship?

Wu Mingkong was speechless. Of course he knew it was a snake. He heard it in the prayer, and the prayers revealed from it were very noble, such as world, time, etc., but Wu Mingkong could never understand it.

"I don't know if this sacrifice has been successful. It's so strange. It's obviously prosperous in martial arts, but I actually created a set of cult sacrifices for me."

Wu Mingkong jumped down a blackspot and hiked among the piles of white bones, trying to find something from it.

Suddenly, Wu Mingkong turned around suddenly: "Where did you learn these words?"

At this time, Wu Mingkong remembered that Zhu Chong could actually understand some of the words. You must know that this kind of words is not even recorded in the Daqian Lantai Pavilion. The Daqian Lantai Pavilion is known to restrain the world's collection of books. Of course, there is something bragging about it, but there is not even a clue of this kind of words.

For a moment, Zhu Chong didn't know how to answer, but he couldn't see it either, but Empress Liansheng in his heart could understand part of it.

"It's Empress Liansheng who can understand part of it." Zhu Chong was silent for a moment and finally confessed.

"Is it the one hidden in your heart?"

Wu Mingkong's words shocked Zhu Chong. He never thought that Wu Mingkong would find Empress Liansheng.

"Did Lord Yijun understand?"

Wu Mingkong nodded: "I knew it a long time ago. I knew it when we met. Seeing that you were so close, it was a bit bad for you to ask, so I didn't ask."

"Isn't he blind? Why can you see everything?" Empress Liansheng, who had been holding it in for a long time, couldn't help it. Why would Wu Mingkong, a blind man, see these things? This is not scientific at all.

"Who told you that I am blind?" Wu Mingkong's emotions swallowed by Guixu's double pupils combined with the power of his mind, so he could easily read the thinking of Empress Liansheng.

"Empress Liansheng said, you said it yourself." Zhu Chong conveyed it on behalf of him.

Wu Mingkong thought for a while, as if he had really said it.

"Not these matter. What matters is why Empress Liansheng can understand these words." Wu Mingkong changed the subject very stiffly.

Fortunately, Queen Liansheng didn't bother with Wu Mingkong.

"It is a broken article left by the second leader of the White Lotus Sect, which just records these." Zhu Chong conveyed another sentence for Empress Liansheng.

"By the way, can't the Queen Mother Liansheng come out in your heart? I have to convey it every time, it's not a big trouble."

"There is no other way. She is already connected to my heart. Unless she uses the Tianxin Holy Lotus to reshape a physical body, she will not be able to leave my body." Wu Mingkong also heard a hint of helplessness from Zhu Chong's tone. It seemed that he had tried all kinds of ways.

"Then are you a heart or soul ties? It should be called a god ties." Wu Mingkong's brain circuit is different from them, and the first thing he thought of was what the two of them were.

These words made Empress Liansheng and Zhu Chong speechless. When was it time to think about these things?

"This matter is not urgent. Isn't it just reshaping the body? I'll solve all the trivial matters when I take time to solve them." Wu Mingkong waved his hand and took it over directly.

"Then I would like to thank you Lord Yijun."

"Don't rush to thank you first. If you ask Empress Liansheng to quickly think about the content or clues of the sacrifice, I always feel that something is wrong."

Wu Mingkong couldn't help but think of the great existence mentioned by the dragon-headed giant.

Although judging from these keywords, these two are likely not the same.

"Miss Liansheng said it was gone, she knew these words. That residual article was burned out together when the Xuanjing Siqing surrendered the White Lotus Sect." Zhu Chong's words completely defeated Wu Mingkong's hope.

But if this hope is gone, it will be gone. It’s just a trivial matter. After all, if this big thing has not changed much, the potential will probably be exhausted.

In response, Wu Mingkong nodded and said he knew. Then he asked him to go around by himself and looked at the ruthless three people who were practicing by themselves. Wu Mingkong felt that these three people were training machines.

He stepped slowly onto the altar platform by himself.

When he stepped on the first step, the strange beauty in his eyes suddenly disappeared, leaving only a dilapidated and decayed smell, just like Wu Mingkong's foot stepped on for ten thousand years.

Wu Mingkong knew that this was not an illusion, it was real above the senses.

"Sense of time?"

Such a strange perception happened to be the most difficult time sensing solution among his four superpower schemes.

Every time Wu Mingkong stepped on a step, this perception of time became stronger and stronger. With the help of the strange time perception of the altar platform in his mind, his supernatural sense of ability was also beginning to improve at a fast speed.

He filled each loophole and he listed each data.

Heizi also noticed Wu Mingkong's strangeness. He knew that Wu Mingkong had now entered a state of research and directly threw Yin Zhengliang, who was looking at the cuneiform manuscript, and came directly to Wu Mingkong with a big step.

As long as someone dares to get close, they will be cremated directly, no matter who the person is.

Yin Zhengliang didn't care at all. He looked at the manuscript in his hand with a frenzy. He discovered a secret that he seemed to be able to understand these words.

In his eyes, these cuneiform characters seemed to start to squirm, like red lines, as if telling him the truth between heaven and earth, and between his eyes, he seemed to see the truth of the world.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly realized that the whole world seemed to be composed of countless red lines. He understood that these red lines were called cause and effect.

Connecting the cause and effect of all things in the world.

A little light shone slightly, and only a sound of friction between scales was heard, Yin Zhengliang woke up in an instant.

When I looked again, there were any red lines, and how could the cuneiform text on the manuscript squirm like red lines.

"I think too much and have hallucinations." Yin Zhengliang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
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