One day later, in the Biyou Palace. In the dark hall, Ding Yi sat on the top, and below stood two figures shrouded in black robes. "Master, Xuan'er and I practiced the Taoist scriptures passed down in our bloodline, called the Qingluan Feifeng Sutra, but we can only reach the peak of the real person realm." Zhao Ti stood there and said slowly to Ding Yi above. Ding Yi listened to Zhao Ti's words, but just frowned slightly, and didn't say anything. Seeing this, Zhao Ti also stood there motionless, without any panic at all. This is the difference between corpse slaves and living people. The former will not be frightened by any atmosphere, even when facing their controllers. The latter can still observe the words and expressions, and even be cautious. After a while, Ding Yi, who was sitting on the chair, shook his head and asked:
"Do you have a better Taoist scripture?" Zhao Ti said slowly: "Master, I have never obtained it." Ding Yi frowned when he heard this answer. Although he had expected it, he was still disappointed after hearing this answer. Zhao Xuan on the other side suddenly said: "Master, I have a Taoist scripture that I got by accident, but only half of it." Ding Yi was stunned when he heard this, and blurted out: "What Taoist scripture?" Zhao Xuan continued calmly: "This is a book that I seized when I killed foreign enemies. It seems that half of it was broken during the war. I got the upper half, which is called "Five Elements Qi Transformation Sutra." Ding Yi sat up straight when he heard this, and asked Zhao Xuan hurriedly: "Can you write it?" Zhao Xuan said dully: "Yes." Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. I didn't expect that this most inconspicuous Zhao Xuan could bring a surprise at the most unlikely time! Sorry, I admit that I was a little heavy when I killed you before! Soon, a scroll and a brush were delivered to Zhao Xuan. And it seemed that because of half of the Taoist scriptures, Zhao Xuan did not encounter any accidents when he wrote it next, which made Ding Yi think that there was something wrong with the Taoist scriptures.
However, when Ding Yi took the paper written by Zhao Xuan, his face suddenly sank. I saw that it was all some ghostly talismans, which were not the words of Daliang at all. He immediately asked: "What is this thing?!" Zhao Xuan replied calmly: "Master, I don't know, it's drawn like this, I simulated it." Ding Yi almost spit out blood when he heard it. This is obviously someone else's special method to write the Taoist scriptures in secret text in order to prevent the pen from burning! Although I have strengthened myself, I don't know how much more of my life will be wasted? ! However, it is better to have it than not, so forget it. Ding Yi comforted himself in this way, then put away the paper and asked: "How is the war in each state now?" Zhao Ti said mechanically: "Currently, Bazhou and Yizhou have agreed to cast the statue, and Taizhou is in progress." Zhao Ti's words were understated, but Ding Yi heard the killing and blood behind them. In an era when real people did not appear, Zhao Ti and Zhao Xuan were the strongest, unless they met perverts like Jin Wuhuan and Yuan Xiaoxiao. But it is obvious that these perverts only appear one or two every few thousand years, one was chopped by himself, and the other was caught by himself. Fate, sometimes it is so clever. Ding Yi thought for a moment, then said to the two people below: "Sun Qiaoer will be in charge of the construction of the statue in the future." "Progress reports should be made every Monday, covering every point and accurate to every hour." "Report to me at any time for any difficulties that cannot be solved. In addition, has there been any news from the upper realm recently?" After Ding Yi finished speaking, the Zhao siblings fell silent for a while. After a while, Zhao Ti replied first: "Master, what does this weekly report mean?" When Ding Yi heard this, he frowned, and then he remembered that there was no concept of week here, so he said: "Seven days is a week, and the specific progress will be reported every seven days." After hearing this, Zhao Ti nodded and said:
"In this way, I know that there has been no news from the upper realm in the past few days." After hearing this, Ding Yi felt a little relieved, and then waved his hand and let the two leave the hall. After the Zhao siblings left, Ding Yi spread out the secret book he got from Zhao Xuan and studied it carefully. It must be said that a normal person would vomit instantly after seeing this tadpole-like rune, and at the same time, the muscles would rot and the soul would dry up, and eventually turn into a dead body. After all, this is a trace of the Great Dao. Even if it was recorded in a tricky way, there is no doubt that it is not something that ordinary people can see. Therefore, even though Ding Yi's soul has been tempered by spiritual energy, he still feels dry mouth and tongue after just reading this volume of heavenly book for a while, and indescribable changes seem to be happening in his body. This made Ding Yi more cautious. "It's really terrifying... half a volume of Taoist scriptures is like this, how powerful should the complete Taoist scriptures be?" He also began to systematically estimate the strength of the real people in the upper realm. After all, a book is so disgusting, how good can the practitioners be? Ding Yi sighed, then took out the brush as usual, dipped it in water and wrote the entry "Autocomplete Suitable" on the back of the scroll. The next moment, a line of prompts slowly appeared in Ding Yi's field of vision. [Currently available for strengthening, the required life span for strengthening is 5999 years and 23 days. Do you want to strengthen? ] Ding Yi looked at the prompt in front of him, and even though he had been prepared, his heart sank at this moment. Six thousand years! What a terrifying number is this? You know, the entire Chinese civilization before crossing was only five thousand years! But Ding Yi thought again, this six thousand years of life is just a dream in the long river of history. If I give up this opportunity and covet enjoyment, I can live a stable life in the human and animal world. But in a certain year in the future, if the Hidden Heaven Array can no longer stop the crisis of world destruction, what should I do? The world is in panic, and people's hearts are in turmoil. Ding Yi looked at the long scroll in his hand and suddenly remembered the scene when he first set foot on Daliang. At this moment, it was just like that moment! A mere six thousand years of life, gone! ! Thinking of this, Ding Yi laughed out loud, and then suddenly chose yes! The next moment, the scroll suddenly emitted a white light, which climbed around the hall like a spirit snake, rendering the dark hall as bright as day. But after just a few breaths, the hall returned to a dark environment. However, the scroll in Ding Yi's hand has turned into a piece of white jade. Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "Bookshelf" and "Reading Record" in time (it is recommended to take a screenshot to save). We apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!