Chapter 131
It can be said that his mental state has never been so tense.
But fortunately, he has good luck.
Apart from occasionally encountering a few strange beetles along the way, he has never seen any other living creatures.
Outside the jungle, in the center of the oasis, is a dark gray square.
Chen Jing is now at the edge of the square.
This square is roughly an equilateral and orderly square.
Every three hundred meters or so.
There will be a pyramid-like object standing on the edge of the square.
These objects are about ten meters high and six meters long.
It doesn't look like it is built with bricks.
Instead, it looks like a whole.
There is no joint gap on the smooth surface.
Chen Jing doesn't know what it is used for.
But he recognizes the totems on the surface of the pyramid.
Because those weird but beautiful patterns are exactly the same as those on the Yellow King Holy Grail.
"Is the Yellow King Courtyard Ruins outside fake..."
Chen Jing turned his head and looked at the strange giant building, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Could this be the real thing..."
The giant building just a few hundred meters away from Chen Jing seemed to be made of gold.
Compared to the previous beetles, the gold color of this building was obviously much darker... as if it was oxidized.
But I don't know why.
Chen Jing always felt that it was...dead.
It seemed that in these immeasurable years, its life had passed away silently, leaving only this decayed and silent corpse, exuding a chilling deathly aura.
"Is this a palace or a church?" Chen Jing was a little curious.
The giant building in front of him was very similar to the Gothic architecture in the real world.
The slender and twisted flying buttresses, like the tentacles of a mollusk, tightly wrapped around the main body of the building from bottom to top. The ferocious and sharp pointed arches were a hundred meters high, with countless totems of the Yellow King engraved on them...
The entire building looked like the skeleton of some giant creature. The dozens of decorative spires on the top of the building were as cold and sharp as iron nails. The straight spires seemed to be able to pierce the sky...
"Hiss-hiss-"
Hearing this familiar electric noise, Chen Jing instinctively looked back and saw that the bushes in the jungle were shaking constantly, and it seemed that those weird beetles were about to fly out in groups again...
Chen Jing was no longer afraid of those beetles, because the experience of being safe and sound along the way was enough to prove that those beetles were harmless to people, at least they would not attack him.
Accompanied by the dense electric sound emitted by the swarm, hundreds of beetles flapped their wings and flew out of the forest, and with them appeared the unlucky star that Chen Jing least wanted to see.
At this moment, the figure that was being besieged by the beetle swarm also discovered Chen Jing.
"You are so unlucky." The other party laughed hoarsely.
"Zhao Weixian..." Chen Jing gritted his teeth.
"Do you know my name?"
The golden mist on Zhao Weixian's face that was used to cover his face had disappeared at this time. His facial features were as stiff as a plastic model, and he had to work hard to make a human expression.
He looked at Chen Jing in confusion.
"Do you know me?"
He asked while waving the long sword in his hand, lightly chopping the golden beetles that were besieging him like a swarm of bees.
To be honest.
At this moment, Chen Jing was a little desperate.
Because the person he least wanted to meet was this unlucky star.
Judging from Zhao Weixian's previous performance, it was not an exaggeration to say that he was decisive and ruthless. Now meeting him alone... wouldn't it be almost like death?
"Don't run."
There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhao Weixian's electronically synthesized voice, and the weird tone made Chen Jing feel unprecedented pressure.
"If you run, I will kill you."
"If I don't run, will you still kill me?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.
Zhao Weixian thought seriously for a moment, raised his hand and swung his sword to kill more than a dozen golden beetles, and then said firmly.
"Of course I will kill them!"
Chapter 151 How to enter the palace
If I run, you will kill me.
If I don't run, you will still kill me.
Then isn't it useless to ask this question!
"Are you making fun of me?" Chen Jing wanted to bravely retort him, but looking at the long sword in Zhao Weixian's hand, he swallowed his words wisely.
The situation is stronger than the person.
You have to endure when you should.
As long as you endure until the old man and the others come, you will see that he will not open your skull...
When Zhao Weixian killed the last golden beetle, the insect corpses on the ground had piled up like fallen leaves.
The blood flowing in their bodies seemed to be golden.
It was as viscous as oil.
It exuded a strange fragrance similar to sandalwood.
"How do you know my name?" Zhao Weixian 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 Weixian did not speak.
He just pulled out the long sword that had just been put into the scabbard.
"Okay, if you don't believe it, I know it."
"I didn't expect that in this era... there are still people who know my name..." Zhao Weixian put the long sword into the scabbard again, and slowly walked to Chen Jing to look at him.
At this time, Chen Jing was also silently looking at this ancient alchemist, and he also got closer to take a closer look and found that... he was like a fake person.
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.
The safest thing to do now is to delay as much time as possible. If you anger this ancient alchemist rashly, you may have to pay 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 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 didn't know it until I didn't know how many years passed... I actually need 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.