The end of the world begins with failing an exam.

Chapter 411 The Ancient God's Habitat

In the other world, the legends of the Western Continent are not well known. To be precise, only a very small number of "qualified" creatures are qualified to know the truth.

According to Chen Bofu, there lived an ancient god in the far west of the wasteland. It was an existence like Gehero, and it survived from the old days until now. In the war that even destroyed the Yellow King... It survived.

"What does it look like?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"do not know."

Chen Bofu leaned back, spread his hands and shook his head.

"When we first heard this legend, we were more excited than you imagined, especially me... You also know what kind of character your grandfather and I were at the beginning. When I was young, the more dangerous the place, the more I wanted to see it. Look, I don't believe anything can threaten me."

As he said that, Chen Bofu shook the cigarette ash, and the flickering light of the cigarette butt revealed a feeling of depression.

"There were several people who went to the Western Continent with me, including Randolph and Hassad, whom you know well. As a result, we were killed as soon as we went there."

Planted?

Chen Jing was startled, feeling a little surprised.

"In the river valley next to the west of the wasteland, there is a tribe that has lived there for a long time. They know that cursed land very well, and there are even legends passed down from generation to generation within the tribe..."

"They say that there is an ancient god inhabiting the Western Continent, and no one can disturb its tranquility. Although it is usually asleep, it will always be awakened by the disrespect of the world."

"Its body is like a soundless and invisible wind, and death and time will never end it."

"It has a thousand ways of being, just as it has a thousand ways of dying."

"It is nameless, and it is also famous, but the world cannot know its name..."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Bofu suddenly paused, as if he realized that he seemed to be immersed in that not-so-good memory again.

"Let me tell you how we got planted." Chen Bofu smiled and said, "According to the legend passed down from generation to generation by the valley tribe, the Western Continent is a dead and silent place that requires people to be in awe. Simple In other words, from the moment you step into the Western Wasteland, you need to remain in awe of that ancient god."

"In the entire Western Continent, no creature is allowed to fly, let alone fight. Even in that ghostly place, people are not allowed to speak loudly and must remain silent."

Hearing this, Chen Jing showed a thoughtful expression.

Because he knows the old man very well, and knows what kind of temper this old man has... So, if these legends are true, then it is almost a certainty that he will stumble.

"Are you messing around?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"It doesn't count, I just dragged Randolph and the others soaring in the sky for more than two hours, forcing Hassard to sing praises to me while flying, and then I annoyed the grandson, so I fucked him again Fight." Chen Bofu said lightly, as if he didn't feel that he had done anything too much.

"...and was sanctioned?" Chen Jing asked with black lines all over his head.

Hearing this, Chen Bofu patted his head in embarrassment.

"It's not considered a sanction, it can only be considered careless... Accidentally stumbled!"

In Chen Bofu's next narration, Chen Jing probably had a certain understanding of the ancient god who lived in the western continent.

It turns out.

The legends of the valley tribes are true.

Chen Bofu couldn't see the opponent's true face until he was split in half by someone volleying in the air.

"At that time, I was much weaker than I am now, but according to my feeling at the time... what split me in half should be a wave of energy."

Chen Bofu carefully recalled the scene at that time, and analyzed it with Chen Jing while recalling.

"That energy is weird... no color, no fluctuations... you can only feel it when you touch it..."

"Randolph and the others are not injured?" Chen Jing asked.

"No!" Chen Bofu was extremely angry when he mentioned this matter. As the saying goes, don't worry about the few but the unevenness. When he thought that he was the only one who suffered at the hands of the ancient gods, he immediately became angry, "That dog must be Eccentric! Seeing how suave I was, I wanted to target me!"

"Is it possible that you are too sarcastic..." Chen Jing carefully analyzed, "You broke so many rules...it's almost like shitting on the head of an ancient god..."

Obviously Chen Bofu didn't listen to the good grandson's analysis, and the 1 curses in his mouth got angry.

"Since the Western Continent is so dangerous, isn't it very risky if we go now?"

"That's not necessarily true." Chen Bofu stroked the beard on his chin and said seriously, "According to our experience, as long as you follow its rules, it won't mess with you."

Hearing the old man's words, Chen Jing also found it interesting, after all, such well-mannered ancient beings are rare.

In the other world, Chen Jing has seen quite a few old beings, but almost every old life has a bad temper, and they don't know how to behave, so Chen Jing is really curious about that strange thing in the Western Continent!
"Besides, when I went to the Western Continent to take risks, my strength was much weaker than it is now." Chen Bofu sneered again and again, with an expression of wanting to take this opportunity to avenge his hatred, "When we go to the Western Continent this time, Lao Tzu You have to stand on its head and shit!"

Chen Bofu is not a man of law-abiding nature, making him obedient and obedient is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, not to mention that he has suffered in the Western Continent before, so it is not difficult for Chen Jing to imagine... This old man will go to the Western Continent again, There must be wind and rain again.

However, it doesn't matter.

Because now Chen Jing has enough power to protect himself, relying on deep space, he can even protect everyone around him.

Even if you can't do it when you meet that ancient god, can't you just hide in the deep space?
"When are you leaving?" Chen Bofu could see that the good-looking grandson had already made up his mind, so he asked directly, "How many people are there in total?"

"The fewer people the better."

Chen Jing calculated in his heart, and estimated the degree of risk of this trip.

"If the marking on the map is correct, what kind of treasure house is that place... Then let's go there and just borrow the deep space to move it back. It doesn't make sense if there are too many people going there."

"Then according to what you mean, just the two of us can go?" Chen Bofu asked with a smile.

"I really want to! Do you think Kui Nan and the others will agree!" Chen Jing was a little helpless, "But it's okay to let them follow, anyway, now that the deep space is listening to me more and more, it's not a problem to throw a few people in there."

After all, Chen Jing glanced at the time on the wall clock.

"Grandpa, your body has just recovered, so you should cultivate for a while... a week, and we will go to the Western Continent in seven days!"

(End of this chapter)