Library of Heaven’s Path

"What do you say, I don't know, I am just an instrumental spirit left here, and I am responsible for picking you up..."

A stone statue like a boy, smiles.

Luo Ruoyi and Yi Chen are also full of strangeness.

This boy, they saw it as soon as they entered the door. It was just a stone statue. At most, there was spirituality. How could it be a passing day?

If it is true, why did the four people in front of them master so many ancient holy treasures and found nothing?

"Oh? I'm a clever, I don't know what it is. Can you elaborate with me?" I ignored his excuse, and Zhang Hang smiled.

"The spirit that was born in the Shiraishi statue..." The stone boy explained.

“The spirit of the stone statue?” Zhang’s mouth was raised, his hands were behind him, and he circled around him. He walked and said: “Carving this stone, called Wu Lingshi, from the mainland. The most southeastern part of Lu Xushan, after undergoing continental changes, water and land impacts, and even lava burning, can be formed. There are not many in the entire continent, and no more than ten."

"The biggest benefit of this thing is to nourish the soul, let the souls entering it become stronger, but... the flaws are also great, that is, the spirit is too full, the walk is too intense, and it cannot be gathered! Say... Even if the spirit of the Enlightenment is so brilliant, you can’t succeed in it! You said that you are the spirituality of the stone statue, then I ask you, who gave you your life?”

"I..." The stone statue was like a boy. I didn't think that this person, even this rare stone, could recognize it and stepped back involuntarily. "It is a pleading for the ancient holy...the ancient holy means." You can't do it all the time, it doesn't mean that others can't do it!"

"Oh!"

The mouth of the hanging canopy rises: "Begging for the ancient saint as one of the ten sages, all kinds of means, endless, the future generations dare not try to figure out, but... as long as the items are enlightened, they are born to have special Feelings, it is easy to recognize the Lord... Since the ancient holy handed over to you here, let you lead future generations, you must be confiscated before you can rest assured... But why, you have always called 'begging for the ancient holy', not... ...owner?"

As long as it is an enlightened item, it has a strange emotion to the spiriter. It is easy to tame. It is like the stone statue of his enlightenment. Other people’s words don’t listen, just listen to him.

The chicken out of the eggshell, the first life I saw, would be thought to be its mother.

The same is true of spirituality, which is difficult to change.

Begging for the ancient holy, since this guy wants to take charge of this place, it is his success in the spirit, he will inevitably conquer, but the other party has never called a "master" from beginning to end.

It doesn't show much respect.

"I..." The stone boy is dumb, after a while: "I don't even recognize the Lord, it can't be a passing day! You have no reason for this inference..."

"It doesn't seem clear, you won't admit it!"

A flash of gaze, Zhang Hang once again said: "When I first came in, I played against two gold soldiers and displayed a banned space. You said, 'It turned out to be a descendant of Qiuwuzi, and please leave your hands!"

"Yes, how about this?" The stone boy is puzzled.

This is indeed said, it is nothing.

"Qiu Wu Gu Sheng, although he is the next person of Confucius, but he is older than him, and he is a common disciple. He begged the ancient saint to be a disciple of Confucius. According to his seniority, even if he sees it, he must respect it. , dare not let go!"

Zhang Hang Road.

It is as though Sun Qiang is his next person, but Zheng Yang and others have seen it, and they still have to be called "Sun Shu" and dare not pass.

Qiuwu Ancient St., although he is a Confucius, he is older than him. The Confucius respects a few points. As a student, he is even less daring.

"You can... directly call the other party 'Qiu Wuzi', this is the name of the ordinary generation, can you have it!" Zhang Hang continued: "Pray for the treasure of the ancient holy spirit, so open... you don't feel wrong ?"

"You, you..." I grabbed it, and the stone boy took a few steps back, like a ghostly expression.

The other party uses a name to infer that it is a passing day... It’s too terrible!

"When did you see it?"

After the horror, it doesn’t make sense to know how to keep concealing. Looking up, the stone boy is full of puzzles.

He is confident that the camouflage is seamless. Even if the ancient saints come in person, they may not be able to see through. When did the other party discover it?

Before I entered the channel, I took a picture of your shoulder and actually wanted to determine your material, which made you suspicious!"

Zhang Hang Road.

Before entering the passage, he came to the other side and took a picture. He used the library to check the material of the stone and knew that it was difficult to gather together. However, the passage was dangerous and there was no time to think about it. At the moment, the aliens fled. It is really stupid to combine the previous title and not understand it.

The handed down Tianfu is a treasure that the Confucius refines. It is called Qiuwuzi. There is no problem. Even if you are pleading for the ancient holy, the latter will not say much.

The main thing is... This is the top of the sky, he sensed it, with a somewhat similar atmosphere.

The other six Tianfu are the blood of Confucius's collection of special physique, which is concise, and this so-called mother symbol... guesses well, it should be made up of Confucius' blood, which makes him feel similar. It is... the day recognizes the teacher!

With this feeling, it is easy to determine who the other party is.

"It turns out that this is not the case for the descendants of Qiuwuzi, who controlled the ban on the real solution, but also tamed the keel gun... This eyesight is indeed very human..." After listening to him, the stone boy Nodded, no more denied: "Yes, I am the master of the refining of the Confucius, the one they took away, but it is a fake!"

Gently smile, the stone statue stood still, a ray of light flew out from the top of the head, slowly gathered in the air, blinking, forming a symbol.

It’s exactly the same as the one that Bai Jing’s youth just snatched.

"I was the mother of the refining of the Confucius. Only then can I enter the main hall of the Confucius Temple. However, I was refining and listening to the Confucius, but no one can surrender. Say you are a descendant of Qiuwuzi, even if Qiuwuzi comes in, let me surrender, can't do it!"

Gently, the sound of the symbol continues to sound.

Zhang Hangxiao Yingying looked over: "Can't you surrender to me?"

"Of course not!"

The voice is disdainful and proud.

"Well, I will show you something. After you have seen it, how to choose it, by you!"

The fingers are extended, and the hanging is gently placed above the symbol.

"It’s useless to see anything. I’m refining from the Confucius, and I can surrender to future generations, people, people...”

It’s full of pride, and the cockroach suddenly curled up, huddled in the air like a ghost, and then suddenly became a slap in the face, like a suspended playing card with a respectful and flattering tone: "Small character, I have seen the owner!"