Martial arts ascend to the gods

Chapter 143 Music
"Cu Yan!" An orc saw his brother's tragic death, roared, turned around and rushed towards Zhou Leng, wanting to avenge his brother.

A man behind him seized the opportunity and suddenly shot a magic crossbow arrow straight through his heart.

The three orcs died one after another in a short period of time.

"Retreat!" The orc leader glared at Zhou Leng fiercely, ordered his men to take away the leather bag of the corpse, and led the remaining orcs to find a random passage to retreat.

Zhao Le said loudly: "Thank you Zhou Leng for your help. You are also eligible to obtain the Dust Demon Fruit."

Zhou Leng took a look at the Dust Demon Fruit, climbed up the tree trunk, kicked and jumped, reached out in mid-air, plucked a Dust Demon Fruit hanging from the branch, and landed steadily on the ground.

No slippage at all.

Zhou Leng glanced at Zhao Le and others, then ran into the next passage.

Lou Feiqiong and the others were stunned where they were.

"Did you see where he was standing?"

"Can't you see it? It's like walking on flat ground. This is not ordinary ice."

"This person's footwork is so advanced, it must be at the ultimate level, or even... above the ultimate level."

"Not really. He must have trained on the ice and mastered some kind of ice fighting method."

"possible."

Lou Feiqiong was very pleased and said to everyone, "This is good deeds leading to good results. If he wasn't there, the best outcome for us would be that both sides would suffer losses, and half of us would be lying here."

Everyone nodded slightly.

inside the channel.

Zhou Leng peeled off the stone skin as he moved forward.

The inside of the Dust Demon Fruit is snow-white, with distinct grains.

When you take a bite, it tastes like a pear, crisp and sweet with a hint of earthy flavor.

The medicinal fruit enters the stomach and turns into a hot current, surging in the body.
In this way, Zhou Leng continued to move forward according to the orc map.

They encountered various obstacles along the way, but gradually overcame them.

Minor injuries are increasing, but there are no major injuries.

We also encountered several dwarf teams, and the two sides fought together with excellent coordination.

In the dark downward passage, Zhou Leng turned on the light of his magic watch and slowly moved forward.

This channel is different from other channels.

The entrance was very hidden. Even with a map, it took Zhou Leng a while to find it.

There were no fluorescent plants on the inner walls of this passage, and it was completely dark.

Other passages are either flat or upward, but this passage is steeply downward.

After walking for a full half hour, light finally appeared ahead.

Zhou Leng slowed down his pace, turned off the light of his magic watch, slowly walked to the entrance of the passage, and looked inside.

Inside was a magnificent hall that was illuminated without any lights. The dome was hundreds of meters high and covered an area as large as two or three football fields.

The walls are a silver-gray metallic color with complex surface patterns, a mixture of technology, magic, dwarven architecture, and even some ancient oriental styles.

The floor of the hall is made of brass metal rings, covered with runes.

Three white beams of light stood in the hall, covering the bodies of the three dwarves.

Three dwarves sat in the beam of light, holding their heads in their hands, and seemed to be yelling, but no sound could be heard.

Suddenly, a dwarf's head exploded.

At this moment, the light column dissipated and blood splattered everywhere.

The headless dwarf fell down.

There were many corpses lying in the hall.

There are orcs, dwarves, humans, and even demons.

Some were dry, some looked like they had just entered, and some even had blood stains that had just dried.

They are all headless corpses.

Zhou Leng felt something was wrong, but before he could take any action, an invisible force pushed him and his body flew into the air uncontrollably and landed in the hall.

Looking back, the passage was closed.

A faint sense of oppression emanated from the hall, shocking Zhou Leng's heart and causing it to beat wildly.

"Hmm? It's you, excellent kid."

In the middle of the hall, a translucent elf teacher appeared.

"Hello, teacher." Zhou Leng greeted in dwarven language.

"What a lovely child. Unfortunately, now that we are here, we have no choice but to accept the test of divine writing."

Zhou Leng looked at the headless corpses and vaguely understood why they died here.

The elf continued, "Over the years, except for the two innate children who entered here and withstood the test, the rest of the children died here. You are even the youngest child, what a pity...but rules are rules, and I can't make them."

"Om..."

The hall suddenly shook slightly, and then a white cylindrical light shield suddenly fell from the middle of the roof, covering Zhou Leng.

The scenery in front of me changed.

This is no longer a silver-gray metal hall, but a vast expanse of white slate, endless.

At the end of the open space, there stood a huge dark wall.

It is boundless and reaches straight into the starry sky.

It is endless and there is no end in sight on either side.

On the wall, there are densely packed large grids, and a sacred text is carved in each grid.

These sacred texts are motionless.

The elf appeared in front of Zhou Leng and said, "Next, there are three tests. If you complete one, you can live. If you complete two, you can enter the reading room. If you complete three, you can become an 'apprentice divine writer'."

"Unfortunately, you are too young and your willpower has not yet taken shape. However, it is still possible to pass a test."

"The first test, divine text overload..."

After the elf finished speaking, the one hundred divine texts on the divine text wall in front of them suddenly started to rotate and turned into complete golden divine texts.

The wall of divine symbols emitted a strange pressure, like a huge mountain pressing down on Zhou Leng.

As the one hundred divine texts slowly turned, Zhou Leng couldn't help but recall the feeling when he first learned the divine texts.

Every divine text is stirring my brain.

After experiencing the heavenly level consciousness exchange, and with the Mountain of Will condensed into shape, he no longer had that strong feeling when learning the divine text.

After learning the pronunciation of the sacred text, this feeling became even weaker.

Zhou Lengmian remained calm, only feeling dazzled.

That's it.

"Eh? Are you a descendant of an advanced civilization? I can't believe that this can stop you..."

Suddenly, more divine words flashed on the divine wall. Before, it was ten horizontally and ten vertically, but now, it was thirty horizontally and thirty vertically.

Zhou Leng still felt nothing, but he didn't dare to learn these divine texts. He just felt them.

"Come again!"

boom……

In front of us, there are ten thousand divine characters, one hundred horizontally and one hundred vertically, rotating rapidly.

Zhou Leng felt slightly dizzy and confused, as if he was tipsy after drinking a little wine.

A little tired, but also a little comfortable.

The divine texts that he had learned or half-learned in his mind slowly turned, dispelling this discomfort.

"This kid is pretty good..."

After the elf finished speaking, ninety thousand divine symbols, three hundred horizontally and three hundred vertically, all started to rotate simultaneously.

Zhou Leng suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous.

Gritting teeth, holding back.

Those divine words were like knives, cutting through the mountain of will.

The ice crystals above the Mountain of Will are melting faster.

Light ice chips fell and merged into the mountain of will.

The mountain of will slowly solidifies.

Zhou Leng's eyes were hazy and his body was shaking slightly, like a drunk old man.

"It's a rare kid who hasn't even finished the second lesson..."

As soon as the elf finished speaking, the divine text in front of him, which was six hundred horizontally and six hundred vertically, lit up and started to spin rapidly.

Zhou Leng's body shook violently, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

This time, the feeling came back in full force.

Three hundred and sixty thousand sacred texts were turning in his brain.

The elf was greatly surprised and waved his magic wand.

A divine text with a length of one thousand horizontal and one thousand vertical characters lit up.

Millions of divine texts flashed rapidly.

Zhou Leng groaned, leaned back, and fell heavily to the ground, with two lines of blood flowing from his nostrils.

"broken……"

The elf looked embarrassed and waved his magic wand. A drop of water fell from the air and dripped into Zhou Leng's dry lips.

The liquid split into two, one part nourished Zhou Leng's body, and the other part entered the Mountain of Will.

The originally shaky mountain of will quickly became full and glowing, and became more solid.

"In fact, I can pass if I can persist until I reach 10,000 Divine Scripts. I can actually persist until I reach 1,0 ... Divine Scripts. I have some potential..."

"Unfortunately, this is a world of elementary civilization. Unless we encounter better relics of advanced civilization, otherwise..."

The elf shook his head and did not disturb Zhou Leng, waiting quietly.

Not long after, Zhou Leng woke up.

"Hmm?" The elf looked at Zhou Leng carefully.

After the trial just now, Zhou Leng's willpower has not weakened, but has improved a lot.

"Weird..."

The elf muttered.

"On the road to becoming a god, divine texts are extremely important. Without divine texts, it is difficult to become a god. However, the more powerful the divine texts are, the more and stronger the power they contain. Only those who can bear it can read and understand it..."

"This power may seem harmful, but it is actually an extension of the great way of the universe, equivalent to a powerful cultivation method."

"This second test is both a test and a reward."

"The second test is one of the powers formed by the powerful divine text, 'Chaos Divine Sound', or more elegantly, 'Chaos Divine Music'."

"Work hard, you excellent kid." The elf looked at Zhou Leng deeply and gently pushed his glasses.

The elf had never looked at anyone like this before, and Zhou Leng immediately understood that the elf was reminding him.

This time, the chaotic divine sound is likely to be crucial in the process of learning the divine text, and may even be more important than the subsequent tests.

Zhou Leng immediately focused and prepared himself.

"The first note of the chaotic music..."

On the wall of sacred texts, a distant sacred text was gently turning.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

The sound of the drum starts slow at first and then gets faster, from far away to near, becoming louder and louder, and the rhythm becomes faster and faster.

At first, Zhou Leng only felt a vibration in the distance.

Slowly, Zhou Leng felt his eardrums vibrating.

Then, the heart started beating along.

The blood flow is disordered, completely controlled by the chaotic music.

Zhou Leng felt unspeakable pain, as if his entire heart was being struck by some force out of nowhere, as if it was no longer his own.

Zhou Leng became more and more panicked and didn't know what to do for a moment.

This kind of panic will form an instinctive fear.

The body and brain instinctively sense that they are facing a death threat.

Zhou Leng tried hard to think and suddenly remembered the first level of the Heavenly Trial.

At that time, I was thrown onto the beach, with no direction and extremely confused.

Well, let's try it out...

Take slow, deep breaths and stay rational.

At the same time, listen carefully to the strange sounds and feel them with your whole body.

Zhou Leng seemed to have returned to the sea at the Heavenly Stage, slowly feeling this strange sound.

The elf looked at Zhou Leng in surprise.

"Could this kid be the inheritor of Zhiyi Dao? I don't think so. It's impossible to encounter such a primary civilization, unless... it's just a coincidence..."

Slowly, Zhou Leng felt that he and the chaotic music had formed a wonderful resonance.

Although it is not comfortable, it is no longer painful.

Suddenly, the chaotic music intensified again.

Now, it is not just the eardrums and the heart that are vibrating, but the blood throughout the body is also vibrating.

Zhou Leng's body trembled slightly, and then his blood boiled.

(End of this chapter)