Chen Shaobai looked at An Zheng with some incomprehension: "So, I created a good thing that is unparalleled in the world. Everyone wants to see what it looks like and wants to take it for themselves. I put it there and made some illusions that people think it is not important. It really breaks it... and then tell them the truth and make them regret it to death?"

An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe yes, maybe not."

Chen Shaobai: "If so, my ancestor is really awesome."

An Zheng said: "But Zhaixing Tower has broken your big mustard space, and we have been exposed."

Chen Shaobai: "What are you waiting for? What can you find when you rush in? That's all the legacy left to me by my ancestor!"

Before An Zheng could pull Chen Shaobai, Chen Shaobai rushed in like a wind.

The ninety-nine-story Zhaixing Tower looks so shocking, the door is open, as if there are endless treasures in it, and wave to people. At this time, experts in the Immortal Palace are like clouds. When the Zhaixing Tower appears, even if the people who are not sure it is Zhaixing Tower will come over like locusts to find out.

Qi Tian looked at Chen Shaobai rushing in, said that he liked to do things so simple and direct the most, and then rushed in. An Zheng sighed, am I not direct enough, and rushed in too.

After Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian rushed in, they looked for something good, but after An Zheng entered the door, they thought about how to close the door. However, he studied for a while before he was sure... there was no door panel at all, only one door frame, and even the gods could not close it. An Zheng simply summoned the thirty holy fish scales, which could be blocked for a while.

An Zheng turned around and saw Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian standing there blankly. He looked around and found that the floor was empty, not even a decoration. Such a large layer of emptyness made people feel angry. The floor tiles were bright and reflecting the shadow of people. When he looked up, he saw the lights as many stars as lights, so he could see the floor thoroughly at a glance... This was an empty room with nothing.

There is nothing on the ground, but there is one on the wall.

"mural?"

Chen Shaobai walked over, but was confused.

An Zheng walked around the room and stopped: "This is the beginning, come and see."

Qi Tian came over and took a look: "This...is it the life experience that the Immortal Emperor Zi Luo painted for himself?"

"It should be."

An Zheng said: "Even if there are no treasures, it is a reward to see the magnificent experience of this top-notch figure."

The first picture is a very lonely child, who is three or four years old, standing at the door of the house wearing a thick cotton jacket. He looked up at the sky with only sadness and fear in his eyes. The door of the house was open, and An Zheng subconsciously looked inside the door, and then his scalp became numb... The person lying on the ground could be vaguely seen in the yard. Although he could only see a few feet, he was sure that he had fallen.

"He was an orphan since childhood."

Qi Tian sighed: "I'm so young, I don't know how I got through it."

The second picture shows the desert covered with wind and sand. The little boy wearing the cotton jacket looks older than before, at the age of five or six. He lowered his head and walked forward against the wind and sand, and he didn't know what he had to do with it. The clothes on his body were damaged and no longer fit. It seemed that his face was dirty and had not been washed for at least one or two years, but his eyes were so bright.

"He knows where he is going."

Chen Shaobai said: "Maybe his parents died because they were killed. He is looking for a legendary place to practice and avenge his parents?"

An Zheng shook his head: "Maybe he is just escaping, trying to find a place where no one can find him."

Yes... A little boy of five or six years old, who can believe that he can enter the desert where people eat and not spit bones? Without complete preparation, even the tourists from the world dare not enter the depths of the desert casually. In that place, even the monsters that are most suitable for the desert climate dare not fight against Tianwei, and no one believes that he can walk to this place.

The picture is extremely vivid and is very different from the murals of the Buddhist sect and the murals of Daxi. The people and scenery on the painting look like they are alive and very three-dimensional.

The third picture shows the little boy who could not resist the bad weather and fell to the ground. He lay in the desert, his eyes full of despair. Maybe at this moment he gave up and just wanted to die like this. The wind and sand gradually buried him, but he was only hopeless but not afraid. The look made people feel extremely distressed when they looked at it, and even Qi Tian felt his heart thrust and hurt.

Each picture is very large, but the painter is so meticulous that it is breathtaking. If you look closely, even every grain of sand that can be seen flying is so clear.

The fourth picture shows the creepy people...

"It turns out that I'm not tired from walking, but I'm stuck in quicksand."

An Zheng felt a chill on his back, thinking in his heart that if he had entered the desert alone at that age, he had originally wanted to avoid the pursuit, but he was trapped in quicksand... At the last moment, that feeling must have been very painful. However, in Zi Luo's eyes, there was a little relief in despair that others could not detect. Perhaps... death was actually one of the ways to relieve him at that time.

The fifth picture makes people feel better, but curiosity is also raised.

The little boy fell under the quicksand. The quicksand seemed to be a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the little boy fell from the dark clouds.

"There is another world under the desert!"

Qi Tian said in shock: "He was sucked in by quicksand, but he did not die. Instead, he fell into an unknown world. Look, after he fell down, he fell on the grass. There were mountains, water, manors, and even the sun in the distance... This is a huge barrier!"

An Zheng nodded: "After he was sucked in by quicksand, he coincidentally entered a barrier that had been buried in the desert. Now he can't know which ancient predecessor created it."

Chen Shaobai: "This is the beginning of his practice."

"This is the fifth picture, why do you need to write a word on the picture?"

Qi Tian asked curiously.

An Zheng said: "This is probably what it means in the first year of practice."

The sixth picture shows the little boy exploring the barrier with a wariness, and he encountered nothing. Here, it looks like a bird singing and a flowery fragrance, and it is like a paradise. He is very happy that he can finally avoid the pursuit and live in a better environment. The little boy in the painting excitedly picks fruits, chases butterflies, and catches grasshoppers. He bathes in the lake, and even polishes stones into knives to cut wood and makes a small sampan.

"So strong in life!"

Chen Shaobai was a little confused: "A little boy of five or six years old, why do he know so much? He built his own house, built a small boat to catch fish, and even built a textile machine... This is really terrifying."

An Zheng shook his head, not understanding how a little boy could understand so much. Even if he had a physical constitution that could be practiced, and his physical constitution was so strong that it was shocking, otherwise he would not have started to make a living alone at the age of three or four. But he must have not started practicing yet, because there was no picture of him practicing in the previous pictures.

"Look! He caught something in the water."

Chen Shaobai quickly walked to the seventh picture and shouted. An Zheng and Qi Tian went over and found that the little boy in the picture was still of that age and the figure, and the boat was almost at the center of the lake. He should be fishing, but he caught a bottle. The shape of the bottle looked exactly the same as the four bottles An Zheng wanted from the store before...

"Is there a tree in the bottle?"

"It's not just a bottle, you see, there are four in front and behind, a boat, a tree, a house, and an empty bottle."

"An Zheng, exactly the same as the four bottles you found!"

"Are you saying these are those four bottles?"

"no......"

An Zheng pointed at the painting: "Now I finally know... why Zi Luo built such a large desert behind his palace... He had an adventure in the desert. For him, the desert changed his life. These four bottles were not the Zhaixing Tower where we are, but another kind of tribute to Zi Luo. Maybe even he didn't know who left these four bottles, so he could only thank that senior by building a 99-story building."

"sky!"

An Zheng suddenly discovered something was wrong: "The fourth bottle is not empty, there is a book inside, you can read Zi Luo's hands."

Chen Shaobai and Qi Tian then noticed that Ziluo had an extra book in her hand. If An Zheng had not reminded her, they would have thought that Ziluo had held it before. Because fishing was a boring process, it was not strange to bring a book. Chen Shaobai deliberately returned to the previous painting and looked at it, confirming that Ziluo did not bring a book.

"This is his enlightenment."

The pictures in the latter are all depicting the little boy's process of reading and practicing. Several pictures are used to describe his forgetting to eat and sleep. The sun and the moon change, but the little boy sits by the lake and reads with his head down, which is particularly fascinated. No matter the cold and heat, no matter the day and night.

The first layer of the picture ends here.

Chen Shaobai took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled: "So, this is a story of adventure. To sum up, my ancestors were chased by others for some reason. All the family members died. He was the only one who escaped. In order to survive, he had to hide in the desert. I thought I would die after being sucked in by quicksand, but unexpectedly fell into a barrier that no one knew and got some inheritance in this barrier."

Qi Tian nodded: "That's right, that's what it should be."

"one......"

Chen Shaobai said: "One means the first year. And in this layer, it describes what happened in the same year. So... When Zi Luo became the Immortal Emperor, he only practiced for ninety-nine years in total?"

After saying this, he was even scared: "The ninety-nine-story Picking Star Tower has no treasure at all... It's just a memory of his past and a remembrance of those who helped him. Each floor may be empty, with only murals. It took him only ninety-nine years to become one of the three most terrifying people in the world at that time, and ranked among the Immortal Emperor."

Qi Tian: "This...is too scary."

At this moment, there was a sudden roar outside, and it was obvious that something was hitting the holy fish scales that blocked the gate. The sound was very loud, and the holy fish scales were connected with An Zheng's bloodline. An Zheng's body shook for a moment, and his face turned pale.

"A very scary guy came outside."

An Zheng looked back and saw that the scales of the holy fish were shaking at the door.
Chapter completed!