On the Importance of Chinese Characters

The trembling of the mountain is not violent, which proves that although Zu Yuan is nearby, there is still a distance from where he is.

Zhuang Yunzhou pursed his lips, and decided to stay in Pocket Valley for a while longer.

For three days in a row, Zhuang Yunzhou and Fu Li wandered aimlessly in the Pocket Valley, trying to find the trace of Zuyuan by the tremor frequency of the sacred mountain.

Along the way, he didn't take source materials, he didn't take elixir, and he didn't provoke strange beasts, just like he was playing.It made Fu Li feel very strange, but his trip was only for protection and did not interfere with Zhuang Yunzhou's actions, so he didn't say anything.

In the past three days, relying on the word origin technique of 'Yu', Zhuang Yunzhou almost traveled the entire Pocket Valley.But the strange thing is that no matter where he goes, the frequency of the mountain's tremors doesn't change significantly.

This puzzled him a lot.Where is the ancestor?

While thinking, Zhuang Yunzhou took Fu Li and shifted in another direction.

The moment he walked out of the void, Zhuang Yunzhou stood there in a daze——

Bones!

A mountain of corpses!

A strong rancid smell filled the nostrils.On the top of the pile of bones were the corpses of more than a dozen Eldar people, numbness and emptiness as the last expression fixed on the blue face, stiff and strange.

Zhuang Yunzhou couldn't help but took a step back, and when he stepped, there was a sound of something breaking.

Zhuang Yunzhou looked down, facing the empty eye sockets of the previous skull.He glanced around, only to find that the mountains and plains here were full of mutilated and incomplete bones of the spirit tribe.

Buried in the grass, lying under a stone... Countless black eye sockets looked over, lying here, silently telling what happened to him.

——Luo, Ying, Jian.

These three words clearly appeared in Zhuang Yunzhou's mind. He had never been here before, but he knew the name of this place so naturally.

The river in the mountain stream has dried up, and the towering rocks on both sides cast heavy shadows. Occasionally, the mountain wind blows, and the grass and trees rustle, just like the mournful sound of bones all over the ground.

A chill came up from the soles of their feet. The Mengying clan could exhaust so many people to death without hesitation just to satisfy their selfish desires. They were just begging for a living in a large land, and they would be restrained like this. Life and death were involuntary. No one else can interfere...

The tragic scene in this valley tore apart the warm side that Baopu Palace had created for Zhuang Yunzhou over the past six years, and spread out the dark side of the weak and strong in Tianze Realm nakedly in front of him, impacting him like never before. A worldview shaped over the years.

Zhuang Yunzhou thought that he had made enough mental preparations to face the cruel law of the jungle before, but when he really faced these piles of bones, the shock of that moment still almost made him unable to move.

This is not an empty record in books and stones of attention.

The strong smell of corpses lingering at the tip of his nose, the broken limbs and broken bones he saw in his eyes, the hairs blowing up all over his body... nowhere reminded him that this is true, this is a world without laws and peace.

Clenching his fists, Zhuang Yunzhou forced himself to look at everything in front of him, and firmly remembered the picture in front of him.

After a while, he put his hand on Fu Li's shoulder and left.

For a long period of time that followed, Zhuang Yunzhou was very silent, the gentle aura around him fell silent, and his expressionless face seemed a bit more majestic.

This made Fu Li feel a little bit unbearable, but he understood that this was the path that any fledgling source artist must pass.

He went back to Pocket City in such silence, and when he was about to enter the city gate, Zhuang Yunzhou's voice suddenly sounded: "I want to take care of the matter of Pocket City."

Startled, Fu Li frowned and looked at the back of Zhuang Yunzhou in front of him.The other party didn't look back, just looked up at the tall city gate, his tall and straight figure seemed to be a little more sharp than Daoming could not explain clearly.

But Fu Li couldn't let him do wrong things based on his momentary grief and indignation.

Yes, this matter was wrong in his mind.Because it will cause too many unnecessary troubles.

He said: "The strong can restrain the weak. This is the law between heaven and earth, and it is also the principle that the Celestial Clan has followed since ancient times."

"If you want to change the situation in the entertainment city, unless the entire Sky Spirit Clan is so strong that the Mengying Clan dare not provoke them. Otherwise, the fight will only continue endlessly. But the current Spirit Clan can't do that."

"This matter, no!"

"No way?" Zhuang Yunzhou looked back at Fu Li, his eyes were silent, but his eyes were burning with fire, "You have to try to know if it works. Maybe I can find a way to get the best of both worlds?"

"All the previous things have proved that the current method is the method with the fewest deaths. Even if Yuanbao is destroyed, it will only lead to crazy revenge from the Dream Eagle Clan." Fu Li shook his head: "Young master, many times , there is no best of both worlds in this world, only you die, or I die."

Zhuang Yunzhou paused.

Fu Li continued: "Even if things in the entertainment city are helpless, they are just the norm here. Sometimes survival is a matter of luck. Because in this world, most of the weak survive on the benevolence of the strong. .”

"And benevolence is something that only superiors are entitled to have."

"If you want to be a superior person, you must not be soft-hearted, because soft-hearted people usually don't live long."

"Young master, you can't be soft-hearted about this matter."

After Fu Li said so much, he not only wanted to dispel Zhuang Yunzhou's unrealistic thoughts, but also wanted to change his soft-hearted approach.

"What if I say that the Yuanbao obtained by the Mengying Clan is an ancestor?" Zhuang Yunzhou asked suddenly.

"What?" Fu Li was stunned for a moment.

On the way back, Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly figured out why the trembling frequency of the sacred mountain was almost the same no matter where he was.The only explanation is that the ancestors are not on earth, but in heaven.

Zeng Hao once said that the Mengying clan obtained a source of treasure, and relied on it to build the entertainment city in the sky.However, what kind of Yuanbao needs so many Spirit Race people to push it together?What kind of Yuanbao can support a small city floating in the sky?

Only Zuyuan can do it.

"Zuyuan..." Fu Li swallowed, "How do you know?"

"I have a feeling in my heart." Zhuang Yunzhou said directly.

Fu Li suddenly thought of Zhuang Yunzhou's previous weirdness: "Before in the valley, you just walked around..."

"Look for Zuyuan." Zhuang Yunzhou nodded.

Fu Li's expression was in a trance for a moment. He had heard that some people were born with a high degree of compatibility with Zuyuan, and could detect the traces of Zuyuan. He always thought it was an ancient legend, but now he really met one.

"Fu Li, you said that if Zu Yuan recognizes the master, how will the Mengying clan react?" Zhuang Yunzhou asked slowly.

"Recognize... the Lord?" Fu Li was shocked, "Zu Yuan is a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, if he recognizes the Lord by himself, the Mengying clan should have nothing to say."

"But young master, the 'ancestor recognizes the Lord' has become a legend, don't you..." A bit too whimsical?

Fu Li didn't finish the last sentence, but the meaning has been revealed very clearly.After the selection that year, Fu Li completed the task of protecting Zhuang Yunzhou, and was sent to perform other tasks until Yang Ming recruited him back again. Therefore, he did not know about Kumu Zuyuan's recognition of the master.

Zhuang Yunzhou didn't try to explain, just said: "Go and extend the room."

"..."

He is the young master, so Fu Li can only follow suit.

??

It was night, Zhuang Yunzhou quietly transferred himself to Pocket Valley.He climbed up one of the tallest peaks, sat down cross-legged, and his spiritual thoughts sank into the imaginary sea and onto the mountain.

In an instant, a mysterious feeling came from the mountain.Zhuang Yunzhou only felt that something rushed out of the Void Sea with his divine sense, and flew straight towards the sky.

And there seemed to be something in the sky that attracted him very much, like his lost half body, which made him eager to become one with the other party.

Zhuang Yunzhou's emotions were unknowingly infected by that unknown thing, and he even felt that it was his own emotions.

With his eyes tightly closed, Zhuang Yunzhou's cheeks flushed with excitement, his heart was beating excitedly in his chest, and his blood was almost boiling.

Finally, after a hard search, 'he' came to the other party, stretched out his hand and tried to touch the other party, wanting to call the other party back together.

However, an invisible wall blocked his way.

'He' found even more angrily that this wall not only blocked his way, but also firmly imprisoned his half body, preventing him from being free. Half of 'him' was even unconscious, as if he had lost his mind.

'He' began to call loudly, summoning the other party to return.

After a long time, 'he' noticed that the other party was slowly waking up, his heart was filled with joy, and he called out even more vigorously.

Under the call of 'him', the half body in the wall was completely awake.The moment he saw 'him', half of his body let out a joyful cry, and when he wanted to rush over, he bumped into a wall.

It was only then that half body realized his situation.He was extremely angry, a huge force suddenly rose from the sky and earth, and slammed on the wall majesticly——

'boom--! '

The loud noise that ordinary people can't hear filled Zhuang Yunzhou's eardrums, and a powerful shock wave erupted from the collision point of the two forces, and oscillated in all directions.

The aftermath swept across Zhuang Yunzhou's spiritual thoughts, and he only felt that he was suddenly hit by a sledgehammer, and a huge sense of weightlessness rose in vain, and the spiritual thoughts fell straight down from the sky in an instant, and fell heavily back into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Huh! Huhu..." Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

At this moment, the Mengying clan, who were sleeping peacefully in the entertainment city, was awakened by a sudden violent shaking.The clansmen ran out of the house in panic, asking each other what happened.

Ying Xiangtian pulled his head out from under his wings, and when he sensed the tremor in the city, his expression changed.

He took out a token from the nest and hid it in the feathers under his neck, then pushed his big nest away, rolled himself into a ball, and rolled into the hole exposed below.

The lowest floor of the main city hall was densely packed with rooms, and countless spirit clansmen in coarse linen clothes were sleeping inside, while in the middle of this floor, hundreds of source magicians were reeling from the sudden shock.

The fur ball formed by Ying Xiangtian hit one of the inverted Origin Master's stomach heavily, and shouted: "Damn Spirit Race people, get up and work! Quick!"

The Origin Master suddenly spewed out a stream of blood, and got up with numb eyes, ignoring his own injuries, and without hesitation input the source power of his whole body into the gray ball in the middle.

Ying Xiangtian took out the token and stuck it on the ball. A strange red light lit up on the gray token. From the point where it was released, red threads like spider webs covered the entire gray in an instant. ball.

The vibration of the entertainment city gradually stopped.

However, Yingxiangtian's face didn't look better, because he could sense that the thing imprisoned in the gray ball had woken up, and this token couldn't control the other party for a long time!