Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 262 Jade Tiger
In front of the second door, Zhou Leng encountered the same treatment and called to verify.

The guard accepted Zhou Leng's identity, but Zhao Nandi became curious.

While the third lieutenant was verifying the information, Zhao Nandie walked over and looked at the light curtain in front of the lieutenant.

The lieutenant knew her and pretended not to see her.

After verification, the two passed through the third gate.

Zhao Nandi glanced at Zhou Leng, his eyes sparkling: "What else are you hiding from me? Not to mention ordinary people, even the wealthy families in Xiongcheng may not be able to fight for so many identities and honors at your age."

"I'm lucky. I met Tianjie and you, my sister." Zhou Leng didn't want Zhao Nandi to continue exploring.

"Hmph. Anyway, no matter what adventures you have, you are not allowed to delay your divine writing. As for other things, such as picking up girls, I can understand them. After all, you are also a young person." Zhao Nandi said.

"I have been studying the divine text seriously." Zhou Leng said.

"Let's go. I guess those old guys will find faults to test you. Show your best skills and shock them. Let them see my vision."

"I will definitely not bring disgrace to my master."

Walking out of the passage, the inside is just like an ordinary excavation site, covered by a huge factory building.

It's bigger and more spacious here.

At the bottom of the huge pit, there are pieces of broken blue-black stone slabs. After countless years, the slabs are still hard.

Scattered throughout the bottom of the pit are many cultural relics that have only been seen in photos.

The ancient river stone stele and the ancient river jade stele are placed on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

Behind the stone tablet, there are ancient broken walls, broken copper doors, old plaques, half of a large copper furnace, and many rotten wooden boards...

The large factory building is brightly lit and filled with densely packed cameras.

Some old experts with white hair and beards are walking around.

There are no young people around, and only those at least senior researcher level can enter.

Seeing Zhao Nandie come in, the three old experts followed him with a smile, with their hands behind their backs, not saying a word.

After Zhao Nandi introduced the three people to Zhou Leng, he ignored them and took Zhou Leng on a tour.

The two walked to the ancient river stone tablet with blurred words. Zhao Nandi gave a brief introduction, and an expert behind him suddenly pointed to a sacred text.

"Xiao Zhou, you should be familiar with this divine text, right?"

"This is what the disciple meant." Zhou Leng thought that this was the divine text he had determined, and he had passed the advanced divine text examination.

"Why not the children?"

"The mysterious master said it very clearly, because we need to connect the context..." Zhou Leng was very helpless and repeated what he had written.

Several other experts in divine literature took turns asking questions, each one more tricky than the other.

Zhou Leng said it effortlessly and it was completely correct.

Several experts on divine writing looked at each other, turned around and left with their hands behind their backs.

Zhao Nandi smiled triumphantly and brought Zhou Leng to the ancient river jade stele.

"This is the jade tablet you were escorting. Touch it if you want. I'm here." Zhao Nandi winked at Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng watched carefully.

Sure enough, it was the same as the memory in the dream, but the traces of martial arts in the dream were more numerous and clearer than the above.

Zhou Leng stretched out his hand and touched it slowly.

A moment later, the scene in the dream reappeared. The engravings on the jade stele in the dream were clear and deeply engraved in my mind.

An indescribable feeling spread throughout my body.

Afterwards, the remaining map of Zhenhai in the world of will shook slightly, and seemed to emit a faint white light.

The image of the cosmic tsunami appeared in Zhou Leng’s mind again.

These traces of martial arts were obviously carved by a mysterious master imitating the waves on another piece of Zhenhai fragment map.

The illusion in his mind dissipated and Zhou Leng withdrew his hand.

I compared the inscriptions in my memory again, and found that none of them were wrong. Moreover, there were more and more complete inscriptions than on the jade stele.

"How is it?" Zhao Nandi whispered.

"I have a little bit of understanding." Zhou Leng said.

Zhao Nandi said: "Great, we will be on duty tonight, you just sit here."

"Can it be done?"

"Of course."

Zhou Leng knew in his heart that it was Sister Nan Di who used her connections, otherwise the director would never agree.

Zhou Leng glanced at Zhao Nandi with a gentle look.

Zhao Nandi felt the gratitude of his disciples and felt warm in his heart.

After Zhou Leng finished his comprehension, the two of them visited other places, and several experts came over to test Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng answered questions fluently and even put forward his own opinions in some places, which prompted the experts to think.

Zhao Nandi glanced at Zhou Leng and thought that some of the content was said by the mysterious master, and more and more evidence pointed to Mr. Song.

As word of Zhou Leng's level spread, other experts stopped coming.

The two of them visited the place quietly.

I had a quick lunch with some marching pills.

There were so many things unearthed here that the two of them looked at them so carefully that it would take them several days to finish.

In the afternoon, a group of people walked in.

Zhou Leng and Zhao Nandi did not look at it, but continued to examine the relics carefully.

Some experts turned their heads to look, with surprise on their faces. Except for a few who went about their own business, most of them walked away.

The director of the Furukawa Ruins Research Institute and the colonel of the garrison were both in the team, accompanying one person.

A siren hybrid.

The blood of violence.

The Blood of Tyranny stood at the edge of the pit and took a glance. He saw Zhou Leng's back, paused for a moment, turned to look at the Ancient River Jade Stele, and slowly walked over.

Everyone followed him and arrived in front of the Guhe Jade Stele.

Tyrannical Blood reached out and touched the jade stele, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

The others were puzzled, as they had not expected that the Blood of Tyranny was so closely related to the Ancient River Ruins, and that such strong emotions were revealed in public.

Not at all like that terrifying sea monster that slaughters everything.

Blood of Tyranny stood in front of the Guhe Jade Stele, with his hands hanging down, watching quietly.

When Zhou Leng turned around, he saw a tall figure from the corner of his eye. Upon closer inspection, he found it was Tyrannical Blood. "Sister Nan Di, I have met Senior Tyrannical Blood before. I have to go and say hello." Zhou Leng said.

"Then follow me." Zhao Nandi took a look at the Blood of Tyranny, his face turned pale, and he stood in front of Zhou Leng.

In the rumors of Dragon Country, the Blood of Tyranny is a very terrifying existence.

Killing thousands or tens of thousands of sirens is a common occurrence.

He was even recognized as the first Grandmaster.

The human race's top leaders have always wanted to incite him to rebel, but he has refused.

Zhou Leng walked over and watched Tyrannical Blood meditating, standing quietly.

Zhao Nandi took a look at the Blood of Tyranny. Its appearance was between that of a human and a siren, with bony fins behind its head, elbows, and knees.

Red hair, blue skin, and a majestic look.

Although his expression is calm now, he looks like a wildfire that may burn everything at any time.

After a long time, Blood of Tyranny turned around and looked at Zhou Leng.

"Zhou Leng greets Senior Brother Tyrannical Blood." Zhou Leng saluted with a fist.

The rest of the people in the institute looked over.

"After all, you came instead of participating in the useless Ten Realms Youth Battle." Tyrannical Blood said, ignoring Zhou Leng and continuing to look at the Ancient River Jade Stele.

He is now completely different from the gentle and elegant person he was in the ancient river illusion.

Zhou Leng took Zhao Nandi to other places and continued to learn more about the ancient river ruins.

The Blood of Tyranny meditated for a long time, then took out a string of bright red beads from the magic bag, which looked like red jade, and wore it on his left wrist.

The experts present secretly observed the blood-colored bracelet. The beads on the bracelet were sparse and seemed incomplete.

Some beads were broken and had cracks.

The beads on this bracelet are only about half of those on ordinary bracelets.

The experts thought about it for a long time but had no clue.

Zhou Leng and Zhao Nandi were looking at a piece of broken armor in the distance of the pit. Suddenly, they turned their heads and looked in the direction of the Blood of Tyranny.

The ancient river jade stele and other buildings block the blood of violence.

"what happened?"

"I sensed a slight change in the spiritual energy in the direction of the Ancient River Jade Stele."

"It may be caused by the blood of violence."

"It's very likely. Sister Nan Di, do you have any more information about the relationship between the Blood of Violence and the Ancient River Ruins?"

Zhao Nandi shook his head and said, "He is the Blood of Violence. If he doesn't want to talk, it will be difficult for us to get any useful information. All the information we have now is just speculation."

Zhou Leng continued to look in the direction of the Blood of Tyranny.

The fluctuation of spiritual energy just now was different from the usual fluctuations.

At that moment, the place where the blood of tyranny was seemed to become the center of this world.

Zhou Leng thought of the necklace that opened the ancient river illusion, and lamented the luck of the Tyrannical Blood.

Until late at night, the blood of tyranny left.

Zhou Leng and Zhao Nandi took out the sleeping mats and placed them in front of the Guhe Jade Stele.

Zhou Leng sat on the sleeping mat, facing the ancient river jade tablet, meditating quietly.

Zhao Nandi was tired after a long day, so he lay down beside Zhou Leng and looked through the divine text.

Until the early morning, Zhao Nandi fell into a drowsy sleep.

Zhou Leng sat in front of the Guhe Jade Stele, looked at it repeatedly, and then closed his eyes to practice.

The Zhenhai Jue true qi in the body was pulled by an invisible force and its flow rate increased.

The spiritual energy from the outside world quickly penetrates into the pores and merges into the body and meridians.

As sunrise approached, the speed of Zhenhai Jue became faster and faster.

Zhou Leng had a strange feeling in his heart, and the picture of the cosmic tsunami appeared in his mind again.

The stars in the sea surge and destroy the world.

Rumble…

An earth-shattering sound rang in my ears, and the cosmic tsunami picture in my mind shook violently.

At the same time, some of the carvings on the ancient river jade stele in front of Zhou Leng emitted a faint glow.

Martial arts left traces that flashed continuously.

The strange power attracted the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the lights in all directions flickered.

A large amount of snowflakes appeared in the picture of the monitoring room in the distance.

Zizi... snap... bang...

The densely packed light bulbs either went out or exploded.

Countless cameras and a large number of electrical equipment short-circuited and failed.

Zhou Leng sat in front of the Guhe Jade Stele, motionless.

The other people on duty cried out softly, and Zhao Nandie turned over and stood up.

She glanced around and saw it was pitch black. She was about to grab Zhou Leng and walk away, but her hand stopped when it got close.

Zhou Leng is still practicing.

Zhao Nandi frowned slightly, stood beside Zhou Leng, and looked around with a vigilant look.

"Zhao Nandie, it's dangerous there, come to the door quickly!" A man standing at the edge of the pit shouted.

Zhao Nandi pointed at Zhou Leng, then pointed at his own mouth, and then kept waving his hands, indicating that he was worried about Zhou Leng's practice, so he couldn't speak or leave.

The man sighed softly and turned towards the door.

Zhao Nandi continued to observe his surroundings, and suddenly looked between Zhou Leng and the Guhe Jade Stele.

An ancient jade in the shape of a tiger or leopard slowly emerged from the ground.

The ancient jade is dull, with light white and black lines, and many tiny gaps on the edges.

Zhao Nandi looked at the flashing ancient river jade stele, then looked at Zhou Leng, was silent for a moment, and looked around.

The lights are out, and the cameras are likely out.

There were six people on duty, and the other four were at the door, away from the pit, and could not see this place.

She bent down, grabbed the jade tiger and put it in her pocket.

(End of this chapter)