Gongliang stood in front of the giant monument for a while, but couldn't see anything there, so he wanted to go to the next place.
Suddenly, he found that this guy Yuan Gungun was looking at the monument with great concentration.
After a while, I saw it standing up and dancing, but I didn’t know what it was doing.
Just now Yuan Gungun saw Gong Liang looking at the huge monument, so he started to look at it.
Suddenly, it discovered that the holes on the giant monument began to slowly become smaller, and finally turned into small black dots. Those small black dots quietly connected into a straight line, like a shadow moving with a long stick.
It looked interesting and started to dance with gestures.
After a while, Gongliang saw it taking out the jade bamboo stick that it usually licked with saliva from its treasure bag and waving it, the more it danced, the more energetic it became.
After a while, the sky was filled with bamboo shadows, and its body could no longer be seen.
After looking at it, Gongliang found that it was not swung in a haphazard manner, but had a certain order. Looking carefully, it seemed to be a set of stick techniques.
Could this be inheritance? Gongliang was dumbfounded for a moment.
This guy's stupid brain can actually get inheritance from this huge monument full of holes? Then why can't someone as smart as himself?
Gongliang couldn't help but look at the huge monument full of holes again, but the holes were holes, and he couldn't see the stick technique.
At this moment, he began to doubt his own IQ.
He turned around and looked at Mi Gu, and the little guy was also confused. Fortunately, he was not very stupid, and the little guy Mi Gu was just like him.
Gongliang waited beside Yuan Gungun for a while and saw that it was excited to fight with the jade bamboo. For a while, it didn't mean to stop, so he walked to the side. Anyway, Yuan Gungun had telepathy with him, so he would naturally look for him when the time comes. Besides,
, in this temple, there is no fear that anyone will hurt it.
There are countless stone tablets in the Forest of Steles, which seem to be endless. Gongliang doesn’t know where to start.
After thinking about it, he decided to take the giant monument where Yuan Gungun was located as a starting point, look to the left, and then circle back.
So Gongliang walked to the left.
Along the way, I walked past several stone tablets, which were either engraved with images or had random traces on them. Occasionally, there was some random writing on one side, but I had no idea what it meant, so I had to keep walking.
After a while, he still didn't find anything, so Gongliang took some food for Migu and the chicken, and then said to them: "You don't have to follow me. You can go around by yourself. Maybe you can be like Yuangungun."
What kind of inheritance do you get?"
Migu and Xiaoji didn't know what inheritance was, but after hearing what he said, they started walking around.
Behind the temple, there were a few pairs of eyes that kept looking at the man.
Situ, Dao Meng, and Qiuniang sat around the fire, and the dancing flames flashed from time to time the various aspects of Gongliang in the Forest of Steles.
Situ looked at it and asked Dao Meng next to him: "Didn't you tell him that the inheritance of your Dayan tribe is in the southeast corner?"
"No."
Dao Meng shook his head and said: "Why bother sticking to Da Yan's inheritance? Maybe he has a better chance? I believe he can come out of the auraless place of his ancestral land, and he will be an extraordinary person."
Situ heard his words and nodded.
Qiuniang glanced at Dao Meng, thoughtfully.
In the forest of steles, Gong Liang didn't know how long he had walked. He felt a little tired, so he sat down to eat. After taking a rest, he was about to continue walking forward when he suddenly felt a cool feeling on his back. When he turned around, he saw the empty stone steles behind him.
On the top, two behemoths appeared very suddenly.
They were an ancient true dragon and a moon-walking rhinoceros.
Suddenly, Gongliang came to a place shrouded in clouds and mist. He saw the ancient dragon and the moon-walking rhinoceros standing proudly in the clouds, refusing to let anyone go.
Suddenly, they both let out a loud roar, roared, and rushed towards each other.
The speed is as fast as a shooting star, like lightning, or like a white foal passing through the gap.
In an instant, the two collided together, shaking the sky and the earth, as if the planet was shattered and the world was sinking.
A dazzling white light burst out as the two collided, and Gongliang was shaken so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. At this moment, the white light penetrated Gongliang's mind, and he felt as if there was something more in his mind. Suddenly, he heard Until someone shouted in his mind: "The Twelve Refining of Dragon and Rhinoceros, the first one is skin refining with real fire."
While practicing, Gongliang was horrified to find that he could not move, but a wisp of blue and purple flames appeared inexplicably in his dantian.
When the blue-violet flame appears, the true energy in the Dantian is like a moth flying into the flame, constantly pouring into it.
Gradually, the flames grew bigger and bigger, suddenly reaching a height of one story, but then slowly shrinking, and did not stop until they were more than one meter, but they seemed to be more powerful.
The flames grew stronger and stopped here, and the true energy stopped flowing in.
At this time, in his Dantian, apart from the mung bean essence that had condensed in the blood pool of all beasts, there was only a small patch of concentrated essence left.
Gong Liang originally thought that the matter would end here, but unfortunately it did not. The blue-violet flames unexpectedly escaped from the Dantian and began to burn every inch of his body in an unknown way.
In an instant, a pain like scraping the bones and extracting the marrow was felt.
Is this a rhythm that will burn you alive?
Gongliang was extremely frightened and quickly ordered the blue and purple flames to stop burning his skin with his mind. Unfortunately, the flames did not listen to him and continued to burn. At this time, his body could not move. For a moment, he was unable to survive or die. .
Under the burning of blue-violet flames, the bronze skin is transforming bit by bit, from bronze to black charcoal.
Gongliang looked at his darkened skin speechlessly.
Is this about degenerating from a yellow race to a black race? Or is this a necessary process for black people to go through in life?
After a while, the blue and purple flames became weak and slowly shrank.
Gongliang breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, he finally stopped, otherwise he wouldn't know if he could withstand the scorching heat of the flames.
Just as he was rejoicing, the remaining true energy in his Dantian began to pour into the shrinking blue-violet flame.
That small piece of concentrated zhenqi was not enough for the blue and purple flames to grow. Suddenly, the mung bean liquid that he had worked so hard to condense in the blood pool of all beasts exploded, and countless condensed zhenqi surged into the blue and purple flames. Go. The originally shrunken blue-violet flame instantly grew countless times, and began to inhumanly burn Gongliang's skin.
Waves of pain came, like scraping bones and extracting marrow, and the skin turned black bit by bit.
Gongliang discovered sadly that there was nothing he could do except watch the blue-violet flames burning his skin.
Is he going to die young? He thought a little desperately.
After a while, he began to worry as he looked at the constant loss of Qi in his Dantian. He was afraid that if the Qi was gone, the flame would begin to absorb the essence of Qi and blood in the body and burn the skin, and that would be the end of it.
At the moment, he quickly communicated with the fruit space with his mind, took out the spirit stone and put it in the palm of his hand, and replenished the consumed energy bit by bit.
Feeling that the spiritual energy of the spirit stone was still too little, he quickly communicated with the Yazhen Beast Soul and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy for his own use.
For a time, countless spiritual energy passed through the fruit space and was transformed into pure gas and injected into the Dantian.
Seeing the slowly growing vitality in his dantian, Gongliang finally felt relieved.