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"We are the descendants of cowards." The leading rebel weirdo said firmly to Xu Jun: "But we are not cowards!"
Xu Jun couldn¡¯t fully understand what he said. Many of the pronunciations were too distorted, and they couldn¡¯t understand the words.
She called Chu Yunsheng softly several times in succession, and found that there had been no movement since Chu Yunsheng said the three words "I know", and her eyes were fixed on the words on the top of the wall.
The leading rebel weirdo continued to say to Xu Jun in awe: "Wise man, we are preparing for the six hundred and twenty-seventh resistance, but our ancestors told us that without wise men, the resistance cannot succeed. We have lost wise men for a long time, our ancestors It is said that after the failure of the 605th resistance, there will be no wise men anymore, and no one will be able to read and inscribe new precepts on this wall."
Xu Jun supported the silent Chu Yunsheng. He seemed secretly worried, but his face was still very calm. The weirdo's words were too long and too fast, and she couldn't distinguish a large part of them, so she asked again using their simple words:
"What?"
The leader of the weirdo resistance said solemnly: "It is said by our ancestors that as long as you persist in your unyielding will, you will one day break out of the slave prison. They say that as long as you persist until you resist three hundred times, another miracle will definitely happen and you will definitely succeed. But then you failed. Well, the miracle didn't happen.
They told our ancestors at that time, their descendants at that time, that they made a mistake and had to persist for at least the 600th time before they succeeded The years have passed for too long, and our ancestors have used this method to resist again and again. The method is recorded and passed down from generation to generation, becoming the only hope of our ancestors. They believe that those ancestors will not lie to them. After six hundred times, they will definitely succeed and another miracle will definitely happen.
But the 600th great resistance still failed, and everyone was very discouraged. Many wise men among the ancestors gradually disappeared for unknown reasons, and they no longer passed on the wise men to the next generation.
Later, they told us that they misheard the warnings of their ancestors. The earlier ancestors would not lie to us. It was because they failed to understand the resistance experience of their ancestors recorded on the wall that they failed in the 600th time.
People at that time said that as long as you understand the knowledge engraved on the wall, you will definitely succeed. It was us who went in the wrong direction.
In order to understand the words on the wall, we have spent generations of people's efforts. Unfortunately, the wise men have become extinct. Time has passed and too long, and no one can understand these words. "
This time it spoke very slowly and clearly. Although it was longer, Xu Jun could hear a small part of it clearly. Its words reminded her of the desolate story of a blind artist.
An old artist learned a huge secret from his blind master. He said that if you break a thousand strings in your life, you can find the secret recipe to restore your light in the erhu. His master said that he had misremembered his master's words. He thought he could get out the secret recipe by breaking 800 strings, so he failed. Before he died, he warned him that he must break a thousand strings. After that, he remembered it in his heart and treasured every broken string as a hope until he was old. In the year of his death, he finally cut off enough numbers. He was so excited that he hurriedly opened the erhu
Before he died, he earnestly warned his young blind apprentice that he had also remembered wrongly. It was not one thousand sticks, but twelve hundred sticks, in order to get the secret recipe. But he did not tell his young apprentice that it was An amount that is impossible to break in a lifetime!
Xu Jun sighed lightly. She wanted to tell these weirdos that even if she was a real wise man and even if she could understand all the words on the wall, they would not be able to win the 627th's resistance.
This is a scam by their ancestors, a helpless and deeply desperate scam.
But maybe, the miracle that was recorded more than 600 times ago, maybe
Xu Jun looked at Chu Yunsheng beside her, her eyes were confused, and she remembered many things from that year. She remembered that Chu Yunsheng appeared in her life and then disappeared from her life, just like the occasional splash of pebbles in the pool. Who would have thought that these inconspicuous ripples would meet again like this after so many years?
Seeing that Xu Jun didn't speak, the leader of the weirdos added: "Wu Nu will not die. They have immortal and decaying souls. If you want to kill them completely, you must attack their lair. But that place has been destroyed since the 600th time." After failure, no one will know how to go or enter. Therefore, wise man, please carefully identify the knowledge and experience left by our ancestors. This time, we cannot fail again. No, with you, we will definitely succeed. ! Fulfill the prophecies of our ancestors!¡±
The more it talked, the more excited it became, pulling others to kneel down and worship together.
Xu Jun knew that there was nothing he could do, so he didn¡¯t say anything and just sat quietly.After the six hundred and twenty-seventh resistance, if the slave soldiers continue to kill him like this, all the people who have been contacted and hidden in the various fragments will be destroyed and die in vain.
No matter what, try it once!
Even if you fail, there are still six hundred and twenty-eight times. As long as there are wise people, you will definitely succeed next time!
Under the sky garden of Tianyu Kingdom, a tragic large-scale uprising broke out again. The whimpering trumpets were like a summons, "igniting" one piece after another.
The long-awaited rebel monsters suddenly launched a suicide attack on the unsuspecting supervisors, wreaking havoc on the construction site being repaired, leaving the fragmented land suddenly in a bloody mess.
The weirdo leader solemnly placed the little girl who was almost taken away by the supervisor before in front of Xu Jun, and knelt down and begged: "Please teach her writing and pass on the wisdom from generation to generation. She is our future generation." The smartest kid chosen."
After saying that, he picked up the crude weapon and walked out of the tunnel without looking back.
At this moment, Chu Yunsheng felt as if he was in a vast universe of stars. Every time his consciousness attached to a planet, countless other stars seemed to be quickly scattered around him.
The entire universe is in motion, expanding at a terrifying speed. The distance between stars and galaxies, and the distance between galaxies, is getting farther and farther, and getting faster and faster, constantly accelerating.
But no matter which planet it is attached to, this way of expansion and distance becomes uniform and discrete with it as the center.
This is a very strange, magical and wonderful feeling.
In other words, this kind of expansion is discrete and has no center, but at the same time, every planet, and even every point in space, is the center!
It is difficult to describe this kind of movement using language, models and mathematics.
It has touched upon extremely profound and mysterious areas.
But this is not the real universe, but an imaginary scene. In other words, someone may have built a model of this movement!
The words left by the people who broke the town, and the power emanating from them, pulled him here. That power was vaguely similar to the power he controlled, but it was definitely more powerful and purer, almost at its peak.
A mighty voice kept echoing in his ears - the only sentence carved on the wall by the people who broke the town:
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In his zero dimension, the material fragments condensed into swords and swept around.
For the first time, he saw the location of the damn third energy.