The end of the world starts with failing the exam

It can be said that his mental state has never been so tense.

But fortunately, he was lucky.

Apart from the occasional strange beetle he encountered along the way, he never saw any other living creatures.

Outside the jungle, in the center of the oasis, is a dark gray square.

Chen Jing's current location is at the edge of the square.

This square is roughly in the shape of an equilateral, ordered square.

Every three hundred meters or so.

There will be a pyramid-like object standing on the edge of the square.

These objects are visually estimated to be about ten meters high and six meters long on a side.

It doesn't look like it's built with bricks.

Instead, it looks like a whole.

There is no gap in the smooth surface.

Chen Jing didn't know what it was used for.

But he did recognize the totems on the surface of the pyramid.

Because those weird yet beautiful patterns are exactly the same as those on the Yellow King's Holy Grail.

"Could it be that the ruins of the Huangwang Courtyard outside are fake..."

Chen Jing turned back to look at the weird giant building, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Could this be true..."

The giant building just a few hundred meters away from Chen Jing seemed to be made of gold.

Compared to the previous beetles, the golden color of this building is obviously much darker...as if it has been oxidized.

But don't know why.

Chen Jing always felt that it was... dead.

It seems that in these immeasurable years, its life has passed away quietly, leaving only this decayed and silent corpse, exuding a chilling aura of death.

"Is this a palace or a church?" Chen Jing was a little curious.

The giant building in front of me is very similar to Gothic architecture in the real world.

The slender and twisted flying buttresses are like the tentacles of molluscs, tightly wrapping around the main body of the building from bottom to top. The ferocious and sharp pointed arches are more than a hundred meters high, with countless yellow indentations engraved on them. The king’s totem…

The entire building looks like the remains of some giant creature. The dozens of decorative spiers on the top of the building are as cold as iron nails. The straight spiers seem to be able to pierce the sky...

"Hush-hush-"

Hearing this familiar noise of electricity, Chen Jing instinctively looked back and saw the bushes in the jungle shaking constantly, as if those weird beetles were about to fly out in groups again...

Chen Jing is no longer afraid of those beetles, because the uneventful experience along the way is enough to prove that those beetles are harmless to humans, at least they will not attack him.

Accompanied by the dense electric sound emitted by the insect swarm, hundreds of beetles flapped their wings and flew out of the forest, and along with them appeared the unlucky star that Chen Jing least wanted to see.

At this moment, the figure that was being besieged by the swarm of beetles also discovered Chen Jing.

"You're so unlucky." The other person laughed hoarsely.

"Zhao Weixian..." Chen Jing gritted his teeth.

"You know my name?"

The golden mist used to hide Zhao Puxian's face has disappeared at this time. His facial features are as rigid as a plastic model, and it takes a lot of effort to make a human expression.

He looked at Chen Jing doubtfully.

"you know me?"

As he asked, he waved the long sword in his hand and lightly chopped down the golden beetles that surrounded him like a swarm.

to be frank.

Chen Jing was already a little desperate at this moment.

Because the last thing he wanted to meet was this Sangmen Xing.

Judging from Zhao Puxian's previous performance, it would be an understatement to say that he was decisive and ruthless. But meeting him alone now... wouldn't it mean that he was dead?

"Don't run."

There was a trace of murderous intent in Zhao Puxian's electronically synthesized voice, and the weird accent made Chen Jing feel pressure he had never felt before.

"If you run, I will kill you."

"If I don't run away, will you still kill me?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

Zhao Puxian thought about it seriously, raised his hand and swung his sword to kill more than a dozen golden beetles, and then said categorically.

"Of course I'll kill him!"

Chapter 151 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?

"Are you making fun of me?" Chen Jing really wanted to muster up the courage to retort him, but looking at the sword in Zhao Weixian's hand, he wisely swallowed his words.

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.