The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chapter 152 How to Enter the Palace

I run, you want to kill me.

If I don't run away, you will kill me.

Then why don’t you ask this for nothing?

"Where are you entertaining me?" Chen Jing wanted to have the courage to retort to him, but looking at the long sword in Zhao Puxian's hand, he swallowed it back very wisely.

Power is stronger than people.

You have to endure it when you have to.

As long as you endure it until the old man and the others come to find you, don't you think he will lift your skull off...

When Zhao Puxian killed the last golden beetle, the insect corpses on the ground had piled up like fallen leaves.

The blood flowing in their bodies also seems to be golden.

As thick as grease.

It exudes a scent similar to sandalwood.

"How do you know my name?" Zhao Puxian put the long sword into the silver scabbard made of alloy and asked doubtfully.

"I said I have admired you for a long time...do you believe it?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

Zhao Puxian said nothing.

He just pulled out the long sword that had just been sheathed.

"Okay, if you don't believe it, I get it."

"I didn't expect that in this era...someone would actually know my name..." Zhao Puxian put the long sword into its sheath again, slowly walked up to Chen Jing and looked at him.

At this time, Chen Jing was also silently sizing up the ancient alchemist. Only when he got closer and took a closer look did he realize that... he looked like a dummy.

Unlike the hanging city warlocks that appeared on TV.

His body feels heavy with plastic.

Maybe it's some kind of plastic-like metal?

The features are stiff and the face is rigid.

There are no hairs on the shiny white skin, not even pores. The slender fingers have neither joints nor nails, and sometimes they twist into a weird arc...

Chen Jing looked at Zhao Puxian's eyes as stiff as clay sculptures and asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Can we talk?"

"..."

"Although we have had unpleasant things happen before, I promise that we have no ill intentions towards you." Chen Jing tried his best to put on a friendly smile on his face and racked his brains to explain, "Actually, it's all a misunderstanding..."

"No misunderstanding."

Zhao Puxian's tone of voice was still calm when he spoke, and his tone was a straight line without any obvious fluctuations.

"You are an eyesore to me, so you deserve to die."

This unceremonious answer immediately put Chen Jing in trouble.

"You must have been attracted by the Yellow King's treasure..." Zhao Puxian slowly turned to look at the weird building, "So you all deserve to die..."

"Are you also attracted by the treasure?"

Chen Jing asked subconsciously, but as soon as he asked, he regretted whether he shouldn't have asked.

It is safest to delay as much time as possible. If you anger this ancient alchemist rashly, you may have to pay for it with your life...

"There is no treasure here."

Zhao Puxian said coldly, and for the first time a fanatical look appeared in his lifeless eyes.

"The only way to become a 'Tianzun' is here!"

"Tianzun?" Chen Jing looked at him like a madman, and suddenly felt that the script that this ancient alchemist took was different from his own?

Zhao Puxian nodded and answered very patiently.

"That is the god in your eyes."

"Like King Huang?" Chen Jing asked.

"Yes, he is a Heavenly Lord." Zhao Puxian replied, "His strength is far superior to that of the old kings..."

Chen Jing probably got the idea when he heard this. The "Tianzun" in Zhao Puxian's mouth should be the name that their ancient alchemists used to call gods... No, maybe as long as they reach a certain state, they will become the "Tianzun" in their eyes. ".

"I have been waiting here for endless years, just to see the avenue of immortality left by the Yellow King..."

"You have been staying here from the old times to the present day?"

"Yes."

Zhao Puxian didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Chen Jing, and he was very patient when facing inquiries.

"As long as I can become a Heavenly Lord, I won't complain no matter how long I wait."

After saying that, Zhao Puxian suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the weird giant building.

"But it's a pity that King Huang rejected me. Even to this day, I can't step into his palace..."

Hearing this, Chen Jing couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

It turns out that this seemingly religious building is not a church... but a palace?

"Why can't I step into his palace?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

"No key."

Zhao Puxian's electronically synthesized voice trembled slightly, which was enough to prove that his mood fluctuated violently.

"I was imprisoned here... I was trapped here... I don't know how many years passed before I found out... that he actually needed a damn key to enter his palace! Mother Ganlin!"

"..."

Chen Jing couldn't help but be stunned for a while while listening to the modern curses from Zhao Puxian's mouth, but Zhao Puxian seemed not to notice Chen Jing's strange expression and continued to curse with an electronically synthesized voice "gnashing his teeth".

"Damn King Huang!"

"You deserve to be killed by an alien god!"

"He should have perished at the end of the old days!"

"That... Mr. Zhao... Zhenren Zhao!" Chen Jing suddenly had a slightly sinister idea, and the smile on his face became real, "Do you know what that key looks like?"

"know."

Zhao Puxian seemed to be immersed in his own emotions, staring at the ancient palace.

"I found an ancient tablet near the courtyard. It recorded the method of entering the palace, and also recorded some information about the key... Although the information is very vague, I roughly know what the key looks like."

The record is very vague?

Chen Jing looked at Zhao Puxian thoughtfully, suddenly feeling that there was still a chance for this matter.

"Can I enter the palace with a key?"

"Yes."

"Do we need to pay any price?" Chen Jing asked calmly, "Just like we need to pay a price for using old relics..."

"Old relics?" Zhao Puxian seemed to find this term unfamiliar, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Is it a magic weapon? A precious phantom? Or something else?"

When Chen Jing heard this, he could only bite the bullet and explain the concept of relics to him.

Fortunately, Zhao Puxian was not stupid and understood quickly.

"No price required."

Zhao Puxian's tone became a little impatient, and he seemed to have lost interest in continuing to chat with Chen Jing. He slowly drew out the long sword from his waist as if to make a move.

"It's just a key to open the door! There's no price to pay!"

"Don't do it, don't do it!"

Chen Jing hurriedly raised his hands to express his surrender, with a hint of excitement hidden under his seemingly panicked expression.

"The key you mentioned seems to be with me!"

In just an instant, Zhao Puxian stopped raising his hand and swinging his sword.

"You...have the key to the palace?"

"Yes! This really does exist!"

Chen Jing was still shaking as he spoke.

In Zhao Puxian's eyes, this trembling might be due to fear, but only Chen Jing himself knew that it was because he was too excited to control himself.

"How could we come to the Yellow King's Courtyard rashly without a key?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jing quickly took off his backpack and took out the "Key to the Door" under Zhao Puxian's confused gaze.

"Is this the key you are talking about?"

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