Reflect the world

Chapter 268 Spiritual Reflection (Part [-])
Three days passed in a flash, and within these three days, Tang Xuanming had already found out the specific location of the inherited stone carvings.

The inheritance stone is carved in the central square in the center of Yunmeng City, which is where the most people in the entire Yunmeng City reside.

Usually outsiders have no way to enter there, it has always been shrouded in a thick layer of white mist, there is no way to get in, it will only be opened at a specific time, for outsiders to accept the inheritance.

Naturally, Yunmeng City will have a simple statistics, when there are more than 20 characters above the fourth level of Ant Emperor Law, they will choose to open it actively.

And every once in a while, even if the number of people is not enough, the place of inheritance will automatically open, but this time takes a little longer, and the time is uncertain and a little erratic.

What is certain now is that it will open today.

"call!"

Tang Xuanming exhaled a long stream of white air, recovered from his practice, and the qi and blood boiling on his body surface like a raging flame returned to his body little by little.

When he was cultivating, there was a layer of rich qi and blood on his body, which was magnificent and powerful. It was a unique sight after his physical strength exceeded a million catties.

When his emotions fluctuate violently, just like the Super Sesaiyan in the anime he once saw, his whole body is covered with red flames.

"It's time to enter!"

He murmured, walked out of the inn, and walked towards the center of the city.

There are quite a few people who act like him, and everyone has excitement and excitement on their faces.

Of course, there are also many people who seem uneasy. The importance of inheriting stone carvings is self-evident, and everyone is extremely cautious and careful.

They were the top men in their respective tribes, the most outstanding generation, or even the most outstanding among generations.

But in Yunmeng City, in the secret realm of inheriting stone carvings, they are not the strongest.

They can feel that everyone around them is not inferior to them.

This made everyone feel a heavy pressure.

Mo Xin walked among the crowd, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, the shadow that fell made it impossible to see his face clearly, the eyes under the hat were shining brightly, looking at everyone who was going to participate in the inheritance.

Just looking at more than a hundred people, this made him feel excited.

"Sure enough, according to the ancestor's speculation, Yunmeng City is most likely to have the real inheritance of the king in this period of time, so there are many people here?"

People in the fourth and fifth levels of the Ant Emperor were directly ignored by him, and a proud man of heaven who could only appear in Bianhuang's side for decades and hundreds of years was not a hindrance to him.

His eyes wandered over several luxuriously dressed youths. They were all descendants of some big tribes he had obtained from information, and it is not clear what their real strength is at present.

A young man with a handsome face and golden hair made him take a second look.

"A member of the Wang family? According to the intelligence, he has also reached the Ant Queen stage, but the specific strength is unknown. He also came here."

And another young man with a pair of silver eyes also made his pupils constrict.

"The Zhang family...he is here too, are these old monsters crazy this time?"

Taking a cursory glance at the hundred or so people, Mo Xin discovered that a few of them could become future kings in the wilderness, even if enlarged to the entire human race, they would be considered geniuses.

But such characters are hidden in the crowd, not conspicuous, and they all stare at the central square with fiery eyes.

In the very center of the central square, there is a golden stone tablet. The stone tablet is no more than one foot high, and a group of tadpole-like characters are densely engraved on it.

At this moment, the stele is exuding a dense light, and a circle of light is constantly shrinking and expanding on it.

Let countless tadpole-like texts flow on it, changing quickly.

When the aperture is at its smallest, it is closely attached to the stone tablet, but at its largest, it suddenly expands to tens of feet, including everyone in it.

Under the reflection of the golden light, everyone exudes a golden light, like a god who descended into the world.

"The means of a human king!"

Tang Xuanming praised, he recognized the countless densely packed golden characters on the stone tablet, and he also gave some introductions to the internal information obtained from Mo Xin.

Those golden fonts are only the external manifestation of the star-pointing method, and they are more words used to confuse other races.

Even the human race has no way to recognize what kind of text it is.

If outsiders think that it is the method of pointing stars, they will be in vain.

Only a large number of human races are eligible to inherit the real star-pointing method. It is a unique forbidden blood art. If it is not for the human race, even the great supernatural powers of other races will have no way to forcibly crack it. disappear.

The change of the golden aperture lasted for a full quarter of an hour. Tang Xuanming could feel a unique wave sweeping across his body every time the aperture expanded.

This seems to be a unique test that can determine whether a person who enters the central square is eligible for inheritance.

In half a quarter of an hour, he saw three people flying out of the central square screaming, looking terrified and pale.

The people standing together in the central square sneered, and said mockingly, "You can't control yourself."

This is a person whose cultivation has not reached the fourth level of the Ant Emperor, but they are unwilling to be reconciled to the low level of the Ant Emperor, and want to come to join in the fun and see if there is a chance.

There are fools like this every year, and every time someone fails, but the latecomers never learn their lesson.

The greatest meaning of history to people is that people will not learn lessons, but will only repeat previous setbacks again and again.

"boom!"

The ever-changing circle of light above the stele suddenly exploded when it swelled to the maximum, covering the entire Yunmeng City, and the golden light rain profusely fell from the void.

The residents in the city were not surprised. Looking up at this rare scene, they sighed: "The inheritance stone carving has been opened."

And in the central square, the city lord who has been seeing the dragon suddenly appears. He is a majestic middle-aged man wearing a black armor. He glanced indifferently at the people who are still standing in the central square. His face is young and full of fighting spirit. The young man made the corners of his mouth slightly curved, as if satisfied.

He said in a deep voice: "Everyone here is a hero of the human race. I hope you can get what you want from the inheritance stone carvings, and become the pillars of the human race in the future. Don't disappoint the expectations of the human king."

Tang Xuanming originally thought that he was about to hear another long speech, but he didn't expect City Master Yunmeng to stop talking at this point, took out a strange metal token, and pointed it in the void.

A door of light suddenly opened above the golden stele.

"I hope you can get something that satisfies you."

After leaving these words of encouragement, the City Master of Yunmeng City disappeared without a trace just like when he came.

(End of this chapter)