I take the system Wanjie to pick up garbage

That's right, the voice belongs to the Bodhisattva.

However, the nun Bodhisattva did not speak at all.

Could it be...

"What do you see me doing? Mr. Liu?"

"Nothing, did you hear that just now?"

"What did you hear? You didn't say anything just now."

Ok.

Anyway, it will be a long time in the future.

In the next moment, a magical light curtain enveloped Liu Jiangtao and Ni Bodhisattva.

"brush……"

The two disappeared instantly.

When it appeared again, it was already in front of a towering city gate.

In front of the city gate, there are four large characters engraved impressively——

"The Chosen City."

Four characters, each of which exudes the charm of Tao.

Three thousand avenues, condensed into one, turned into one word.

"As expected of the Great World of the Chosen Ones."

"Let's go, Mr. Liu, go in and have a look, the city of the chosen one, only the god kings who have integrated the big world into the inner world can enter, and no one else can enter."

While talking, Ni Bodhisattva rushed in.

It seems that the past 1000 years have suffocated the Bodhisattva.

Think about it.

A person has been alone in the desert for more than 1000 years, and there is no one to talk to.

It doesn't matter if it's a cultivation practice, once closed, it will be endless years.

But the nun Bodhisattva did not dare to retreat.

In case someone from the world of the chosen one advances, he will be embarrassed if he doesn't find out.

"Huh? Why is there no one?"

Ni Bodhisattva's voice was full of surprises.

"No one here? Is there anyone?"

Liu Jiangtao also looked around.

There is no one.

For the next three days, Liu Jiangtao and Ni Bodhisattva walked around the entire city of the Chosen City, but they didn't find anyone.

"System, what's the situation?"

"Host, this system doesn't know, but the host can go to the City Lord's Mansion to have a look."

City Lord's Mansion?
The City Lord's Mansion was the only place Liu Jiangtao didn't go in to check.

Looking at the City Lord's Mansion in front of him, Liu Jiangtao walked in directly.

Still no one.

This is simply an empty city.

"Mr. Liu, look at this stele!"

Tombstone?

Hear the sound and look.

I saw a towering stone monument standing in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

A stone tablet with a height of thousands of feet, but without any words.

I don't know why, when Liu Jiangtao saw this stele, three words popped up in Liu Jiangtao's mind - the stele of burial.

Slowly stretching out his hand, the moment his palm touched the stele, a series of images appeared in Liu Jiangtao's mind.

The images were very messy, but amidst those messy effects, Liu Jiangtao also saw many familiar people.

For example: fight against Buddha Sun Wukong;

Another example: Demon Queen Morgana

……

This is?

"What's the matter, Mr. Liu?"

"Your face is ugly, is there something wrong with this stele?"

While speaking, the nun Bodhisattva walked to the side of the stone tablet, imitating Liu Jiangtao, and gently put his palm on the stone tablet.

After a long time, the nun Bodhisattva slowly withdrew his palm.

"Oh, it turns out that the purpose of letting me guide the predestined people is here."

A complex look appeared on Ni Bodhisattva's face.

That's right.

Liu Jiangtao didn't say anything, just let out a long sigh.

guide?
Shit guide.

Just a key.

That's right, the burial stele is marked with the souls of heroes who died in battle.

Among those messy images, Liu Jiangtao also knew what happened in the Great World of the Chosen One.

That's right.

In the entire Great World of the Chosen One, there are now no living people left.

In other words, there is no complete living person.

All were killed.

In the entire Great World of the Chosen One, there is only this burial stele left.

The stele of the burial of the sky does not bury the sky, but the God King of the Great World of the Chosen One.

From the video, Liu Jiangtao did not know what the battle was about.

All I know is that one hundred thousand god kings went out to fight, but in the end only one hundred thousand heroic souls were left behind.

These one hundred thousand heroic souls are all buried in this burial stele.

The burial stele is the fountain of life in the Great World of the Chosen One. As long as it absorbs a certain amount of energy, after a certain period of time, the heroic soul in the burial stele can be revived.

However, for some reason, the burial stele was attacked. Although he tried his best to resist and finally survived the attack, ninety-nine percent of the heroic souls in the burial stele were wiped out.

Even if there are dozens of heroic souls left, all of them were wounded, and some of them were scattered.

Fortunately, the burial stone tablet used its last energy to seal those heroic souls randomly in some worlds.

As long as someone can enter those worlds, bring out the sealed heroic soul, and send it to the burial stele, they can be resurrected.

However, in the entire Great World of the Chosen One, there are no living people left.

I don't know how many years have passed like this.

Liu Jiangtao just appeared.

And if you want to enter the sealed world, you need one person to melt into the burial stele, open the seal of the burial stele, and another person enters the sealed world.

And those who merge into the burial stele must be strong in the realm of god kings, and cannot own the inner world, and at the same time cannot have their own great world of the chosen one.

And there is only one person who meets this condition—the so-called guide, the nun bodhisattva.

"Mr. Liu, do you have any alcohol? I haven't had alcohol for more than 1000 years."

The nun Bodhisattva was smiling, but the smile was very bitter.

Anyone who has waited for a thousand years and only got this result will not feel good.

"There are plenty of good wines, aged for thousands of years, brewed from the lotus seeds of the chaotic green lotus, the only existence in the entire world of the Chosen One."

While speaking, Liu Jiangtao waved his hand, and suddenly two jars of wine appeared in his hand.

Throw a jar of wine to the nun bodhisattva.

When the lid was opened, a strong aroma of wine filled the air.

"Good wine."

"Tun...Tun...Tun..."

"Cool."

Liu Jiangtao didn't say anything, and took a sip of wine in the same way.

Alcohol trickled down my throat.

Like fire is like ice.

Neither of them said much.

There are some things that don't need to be said, a choice has already been made after a meal of wine.

Nibodhisattva, choose your own destiny.

The body melts into the burial stele, and the seal is opened, allowing Liu Jiangtao to enter the sealed world and save the sealed heroic soul.

Even if the nun Bodhisattva is unwilling in every possible way, he can only do so.

Ten thousand years later, the next invasion will appear again.

Just the two of them can't resist it at all.

Instead of this, it's better to integrate into the burial stone tablet and fight together.

"System, after being integrated into the burial stele, can the Bodhisattva still be saved?"

"Host, after merging into the burial stele, as long as this world is not destroyed, the burial stele will not be destroyed, and if the burial stele is not destroyed, then the nun Bodhisattva will not really die. To a certain extent, the nun Bodhisattvas are burial steles."

"Moreover, the nun bodhisattva itself is a part of the burial stele, but in the invasion thousands of years ago, some of the true spirits of the burial stele were scattered and entered the illusory world, incarnate as a nun bodhisattva, with the burial stele. It is the fate of the nun Bodhisattva that the two steles become one."