Chapter 8 Heaven
Watching the purple squirrel bouncing away, a warm smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Ji's mouth. For some reason, his heart suddenly became much warmer. The tension and anxiety that still existed in his heart just now disappeared without a trace. trace.

In one day, after encountering so many inexplicable and incredible things, with Zhao Ji's nerves as thick as steel, he will inevitably feel some uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart.

The cuteness, ignorance and obedience of the purple squirrel soothed Zhao Ji's restless heart, and made him feel for the first time that maybe this place, this world where no one knew, might not be so miserable, and it also made him determined to face it. to some things.

Turning around, taking firm steps, Zhao Da strode towards a corner of Feisheng Hall, where there is an ancient well, a very old well.

Unlike Feisheng Hall, which is full of golden light, this vicissitudes of ancient well, the well wall presents a dark color, which makes people feel as if they have seen the end of time at a glance.

Arriving at the side of the ancient well with big strides, Zhao Ji probed inside and saw an endless nothingness. The bottom of the ancient well didn't know where it led. In short, there was no end in sight.

In the void, there are two conspicuous objects, floating up and down in the ancient well, like stones moving up and down, left and right in a void without gravity.

"Life and death book, Qianqiu pen, it really is here."

Looking at a book or a stroke in the well, Zhao Ji did not show the slightest surprise. He knew everything in his chest. He bent down and stretched out his hand to fish it out of the well.

At the moment of waking up, the extra information in Zhao Ji's mind let him know that he has become the master of the Ascension Hall, and he is clear about all the items in the Ascension Hall and all its functions.

Previously, there was no immediate acceptance of these things, but when Zhao Ji made up his mind, human beings could no longer stop his rise.

Looking at a book or a stroke that seems to be in front of his eyes, but also seems to be infinitely far away, when Zhao Ji stretched out his hand, he quickly threw it into his hand.

As if after the passage of time, thousands of years of vicissitudes, and as if the breath can be heard for a moment, that book and stroke were automatically put into Zhao Ji's hands.

At this point, there is nothing in the vicissitudes of the ancient well, only a piece of nothingness is left, the ancient well is empty, it is ***.

"The first person to ascend can be decided."

Abandoning all hesitation and hesitation, Zhao Ji picked up the Qianqiu pen, which was as heavy as a weight, and began to write in the book of life and death.

In the world of Liancheng Jue, when Ding Dian saw Ling Shuanghua tablet for the first time, he obtained the Sutra of God. The content of the above three sentences was written by Zhao Ji in the book of life and death.

When the last stroke was made, a line of words shone brightly, and the same black light rose from the ancient well in front of him. Zhao Ji looked inside, and saw a small hole suddenly appeared in the empty ancient well. black spots.

As if a small black dot in an infinite distance, in Zhao Ji's eyes, it rapidly grew in size at an extremely fast speed, and within a short period of time, it came to the front, to the mouth of the well.

At this time, Zhao Ji saw clearly that the small black dot that appeared was actually a person, who flew towards the mouth of the well at a very fast speed from the direction of the bottom of the well.

Within a few blinks, the man came out of the ancient well and landed firmly on the ground. Anger, grief, and despair mixed with confusion appeared on his face.

The moment this person came out of the ancient well, in the life and death book, an invisible light overflowed from the life and death book, and plunged into the center of Zhao Ji's eyebrows.

"Sure enough, it's the Shenzhao Sutra. The legendary inner strength method is still the top inner strength method. It's really great. My martial arts dream has come true."

With a high degree of concentration, a piece of information suddenly appeared in the brain, which is the content of the exercises of the Shenzhao Sutra and some insights of Ding Dian.

After flipping through the Shenzhao Sutra roughly, Zhao Ji suppressed the urge to practice immediately, turned his attention away, and focused his eyes on the person in front of him, clasping his fists and smiling, "Brother Ding, I'm being polite."

"Who are you and where is this place?"

After a period of confusion, Ding Dian basically calmed down. After surveying the interior of Feisheng Hall, he found that the only person he could communicate with was the person in front of him, and he took the initiative to talk to himself, so he couldn't help asking.

Having already prepared the draft, Zhao Ji's answer was very fluent, and he said solemnly: "This is the Ascension Hall of the Heaven Realm, and I am the Ascension Envoy."

"Heaven? Ascension? What do you mean?"

This answer challenged Ding Dian's nerves so much that he couldn't figure it out.

Zhao Ji continued to talk nonsense according to the draft he had prepared: "If you want to understand the meaning of heaven and ascension, you must first know that there are many worlds in the universe, there are high-level worlds and low-level worlds. Heaven, as the name suggests, belongs to high-level The first-order world corresponds to thousands of lower-order worlds."

Having said this, Zhao Ji paused for a while, and then continued to say: "Beings in the low-level world, beings with incomparable strength, or people with great luck and great merit, under a certain opportunity, , you can ascend to the heavens. Brother Ding, the world you were originally in was a low-level world, and now you have ascended to the heavens."

Zhao Ji's words are not many, but they contain a lot of information, especially for Ding Dian who has a fixed mind, the heaven is a place that he has never thought about.

After hearing these words, Ding Dian was completely stunned, with a blank expression on his face, standing there like a sculpture, he didn't move for a long time.

"Hehe, so to speak, the heavens are kind to me, let Shuanghua leave me, but let me come to this inexplicable heaven."

After a long time, Ding Dian finally broke away from the sculpture-like state, leaning forward and laughing, laughing until tears came out, the laughter was filled with a kind of sadness.

He has done a lot of research on Liancheng Jue, and even the timing of Ding Dian's ascension is very accurate. Zhao Ji understands the desolation and anger he showed at this time.

"Heaven is a good place. Here, one can seek stronger power and obtain a longer lifespan. This is the place that warriors of my generation yearn for. It is a good thing that Brother Ding has ascended, and he should be happy." It is."

Zhao Ji vigorously advocated.

The name of the heaven was invented by Zhao Ji, what this world actually looks like, and what name it has, Zhao Ji can be said to be blind to nothing.

However, from another point of view, it is not impossible to say that this is a heaven. The Ascension Palace relies on this world, allowing warriors from many worlds to ascend. Even if it is not a heaven, it has now become a heaven.

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