Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

Ji Changsheng, Brother, and Lao Zhou.

The three of them were a little excited when they looked at the suspended temple.

In this temple, there is a fallen god who fell 800 million years ago!

As long as they see the god, all the questions in their hearts may be answered!

After thinking about it, the three of them quickened their pace.

After walking for another ten minutes, they finally arrived at the gate of the temple.

The three of them looked closely and were stunned.

Looking up from below, the gate was above their heads.

But when they got closer, they found that it was not the case at all.

The gate seemed to have changed position right in front of them!

The brother immediately looked down, and his expression moved slightly.

"Mr. Ji, the space here is distorted."

Ji Changsheng looked down and saw that the secret passage that was supposed to be right below them had run to the east at some point, deviating from its original position by several hundred meters!

From the outside, the diameter of the bronze giant tree was only more than 200 meters, but the internal space looked much larger!

"Interesting."

Ji Changsheng and Lao Zhou were not too surprised. After all, an omnipotent god was sleeping in the temple.

No matter what happened here, it was not surprising.

The three of them looked at the door again.

The door was ten meters high and more than three meters wide, and was made of bronze.

There were strange patterns engraved on the door, which did not look like any dynasty.

In fact, this was the unique text of the Hate Tian clan.

After the young man stepped forward and took a look, he couldn't help but show a surprised look.

"I remember that there was no inscription on the door back then. What's going on?"

Zhang Qiling had served as the planner and consultant of the Guixu Ancient Tomb and knew the structure of the ancient tomb like the back of his hand.

In memory, there should be nothing on this door.

Who engraved this inscription?

Lao Zhou thought for a while and said.

"Maybe it was engraved by the great wizard and the king after you left."

"It doesn't matter who engraved it. The key is the content."

After taking a closer look, the young man immediately translated the inscription into modern language.

The content is very simple: Those who enter this door cannot turn back. If you take a wrong step, you will be doomed!

It looks like a warning, but also like a reminder.

Ji Changsheng smiled and said.

"You two, are you ready?"

He has come this far, no matter what warning, he can't stop his steps!

The little brother and Lao Zhou nodded, and they did the same.

Ji Changsheng took a deep breath, walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed it gently.

The seemingly heavy door opened with a sound.

Creak, creak.

As the door opened, a fragrance came towards him.

The little brother was stunned.

"This smell... so familiar."

Thinking carefully, this smell is the peach blossom on the top of the mountain!

That year, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the old man left the top of the mountain, leaving only the boy and Achun.

From then on, the boy never saw the old man again, and the fragrance of peach blossoms became his last memory.

Unexpectedly, after many years, this inherited memory was awakened by peach blossoms again!

A bold idea popped up in his mind.

Did grandpa come here?

Looking at the inscription on the door again, a picture even appeared in the young man's mind.

The old man held a hammer in one hand and a chisel in the other, and carved this inscription on the door.

The young man shook his head quickly and drove away this weird idea.

Ji Changsheng noticed his abnormality and asked quickly.

"Is there anything wrong?"

The young man thought about it and shook his head.

"Nothing, I just got distracted."

Ji Changsheng didn't say much and walked straight into the door.

After the three entered the temple, the first thing they saw was a faint golden soft light.

Behind the golden light was a huge space, much larger than it looked from the outside, at least as big as ten football fields!

Space distortion!

The huge space was empty, not as magnificent as imagined, and there was not even a pillar.

Old Zhou couldn't help asking.

"Was it like this when you built it?"

The young man shook his head solemnly.

"No."

He clearly remembered that the temple built by the Zhang family was supported by thirty-six stone pillars and a huge stone platform.

There was a white marble coffin on the stone platform, and the bones of the god were sleeping in the coffin.

But the space in front of him was empty!

Old Zhou frowned and asked.

"Mr. Ji, is it an illusion?"

After Ji Changsheng glanced around, a curious look appeared on his face.

"Interesting!"

This is not an illusion, but a real scene!

To be precise, they were not in the original temple, but came to a closed independent space through a time and space door!

This space was undoubtedly created by God!

The little brother and Old Zhou couldn't help but get a little nervous.

The unknown inscription on the door, and this mysterious independent space.

All this shows one thing.

The God has awakened!

Ji Changsheng stepped forward and said loudly.

"There are guests visiting, so the host should stop hiding and come out!"

His voice was like a bell, resounding throughout the space. As long as the gods were not deaf, they would be able to hear it.

A moment passed.

But there was no response.

Ji Changsheng could not help but frown, and just when he was about to complain, he suddenly thought of something.

The gods existed 800 million years ago, so perhaps they could not understand modern Mandarin.

If there is a language barrier, how did the Zhang family interpret the divine bones back then?

After thinking carefully, the young man suddenly realized.

"I understand, the writing of the Hentian clan is actually prehistoric writing!"

It turns out that the Hentian clan originally only had language, no writing, and used the oracle bone script of the Xia Dynasty.

It was not until Zhang Qiling came to the Hentian Kingdom and interpreted the divine bones with the great wizard that he found that the information remaining in the divine bones was very similar to the writing of prehistoric relics in the Arctic, which gave him inspiration and cracked the secret of the divine bones.

The dynamic writing of the Hentian clan was created based on prehistoric writing!

Thinking of this, the young man immediately repeated Ji Changsheng's words loudly in the Hentian language.

After the three waited for a while, there was indeed a response this time!

But what was shocking was that the voice of God actually entered the minds of the three people directly!

"Who are you?"

Ji Changsheng was the most surprised. This was clearly his skill-Taixu Space!

It can directly communicate spiritually, similar to the superpower of telepathy.

On second thought, the other party is an omnipotent god.

It is reasonable for him to have such ability.

Then, he responded in his mind.

"I am Ji Changsheng, the so-called messenger of divine revelation."

The other party immediately fell silent, as if thinking.

After more than ten seconds, he said.

"What is a messenger of divine revelation?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them were stunned.

Divine revelation is interpreted from the divine bones, and the instructions given by the gods.

But the gods seem to know nothing about it!

What's going on?

Did he sleep for thousands of years and his brain was confused?

Ji Changsheng was about to explain, but before he could speak, the other party continued.

"No need to answer, it doesn't matter who you are."

"Let's go, leave here."