i really don't want this system

Chapter 217 Wenchi Drumming
Ever since seeing Ye Mosheng's sharp mouth and sharp teeth, no one felt uncomfortable along the way.

Ye Mosheng was also happy and quiet.

Originally, Unintentionally was tricked by the teacher, and I just wanted to see it myself. I came on a seven-day tour. Who would have known that so many inexplicable things would happen, but there was a question that Ye Mosheng was very curious, and secretly asked the Ninth Elder.

"Elder Ninth, your cultivation base is so high, and there are so many lay people from the outside world, won't they spread the word?"

"It's different. If you weren't so outstanding, they wouldn't even see our disciples. What's more, not everyone in the ancient world practiced, but there were more liberal arts colleges. Besides, before you, except for a very small number of people, they didn't even enter In the sphere of influence of the Ancient Realm Mountain, in their sight, there are only geniuses with superb martial arts and poetry far beyond the world, that's all. And why it takes a week to enter the Ancient Realm, even if you walk dozens of kilometers outside to eat and drink all the way It's time consuming."

"He walked in?" Ye Mosheng sighed secretly, thinking about those writers who are either geniuses or promoted to masters in the outside world, walking down dozens of kilometers.This can be regarded as a test. Ye Mosheng secretly rejoiced that if he was an ordinary person, if he walked to the range of the ancient boundary mountain, which was hundreds of kilometers away, he would probably give up directly.

Counting the time on the way out in a week, I really can't stay for a few days.

"I still have some doubts. You are so strong, why haven't you seen it in the secular world? I think the elder can still fly?"

"Fly? In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed flying. The source of our cultivation is literary energy. There is no literary energy in the secular world, so no matter how strong our people are, as long as we go out to the secular world, we can only rely on the literary energy in our bodies. Once exhausted, physique alone is not as good as ordinary warriors. So there is no need to show any cultivation. Of course, if you encounter danger, you will not leave your mouth alive to prevent it from being exposed. This is also the reason why there is no news from the outside world. Going out is not random. To be of good conduct, one must have a specific task."

"You tell me all this, doesn't that count?" Ye Mosheng frowned.

"You have come here, you are not curious, you still want to go out, I think your talent is very high, even if it is a little late, it is still no problem to practice, when you like to practice, you will never miss this secular world."

What the Ninth Elder said is very reasonable. It’s really the same with another person. The problem is that Ye Mosheng really doesn’t want to practice. Many of his cultivation bases are exchanged. After the MMP came in, the level was lost. The boss is not happy. Although I know that the pit is definitely more refined and powerful, but I am not happy. My foundation is the half-used spiritual root rewarded by the system. Rising in less than a few months.

I am still living on the support of literature and songs from my previous life. People are better than people, and systems are better than systems.

But looking at the current situation, the Ninth Elder has already regarded himself as his own, how can this work, I don't want to stay in this place where no shit, no music, TV, mobile phone, Internet, high-tech outside, isn't he good? ?There is also your own system mission, which will kill people. Even if you can fly, you will still die if the system kills you. Unless you have some special privileges, there is no restriction on entering and exiting the ancient world. Seeing what the Great Elder means, I am a fragrant bun. His key step was still inspired by himself, although he didn't know what made him realize it, and the most important thing was that he was related to the breath of the holy land, and he was free to enter and exit an ancient world. This matter can be discussed.

After figuring this out, Ye Mosheng relaxed a lot.

"Wenchi is here!" the voice of the Great Elder came from the front.

Ye Mosheng leaned forward curiously and stretched his head to have a look, "Huh?"

"Great Elder, where is the Wenchi, where is the Wenchi you mentioned? Just here, there is an open space, and there is no water drop. There are three Tutus on the opposite side." Behind is a wall, to be precise, it is a tree, which is wrong. It is a stump with a diameter that instantly kills the countless big trees that Ye Mosheng has seen, and the unit is kilometers. This is a monster, not a monster tree.

"Look at the inscription on the right." Ninth Elder reminded Ye Mosheng.

Ye Mosheng turned his head. A half-person-high stone tablet is impressively engraved with two ancient characters. With Ye Mosheng's current eyesight, he can see at a glance that this does not belong to any dynasty. Even the Tang Dynasty when it was discovered, it is more like ancient hieroglyphics. It can be recognized as the word Wenchi, but it is just strange, why is an open space called Wenchi?Could it be that in ancient times this was a body of water?
"Looking at your expression, you guessed right. According to ancient books, this place was a body of water a long time ago, and it was a place of blessing, just like the wishing pools outside some famous temples, and this Wenchi is the ancient ruins. The wishing pool on the outside. As for the three Chutus on the opposite side, you will know later." The Ninth Elder seems to be a qualified tour guide, but Ye Mosheng is very interested in that ancient book.From Ye Mosheng's point of view, his soul wear and system are inextricably linked to those cultivations. As long as he gets closer to these, he will be able to unlock the secret of his soul wear, and it is not impossible to return to the original world again. .

Thinking of this, Ye Mosheng's mouth was a little dry, and he even had a thought at this moment, to practice hard in order to go home.

Just thinking that a group of people had crossed the open space and came to the other side of Wenchi, Ye Mosheng looked at it as normal, but those three were not chugs, but small half of the drums exposed outside.

One copper, one silver, and one gold are all engraved with simple patterns.

The great elder solemnly clasped his fists forward: "Disciple Gu Yue has something important to report." His voice was extremely loud, and he continued: "Xiao Jiu beat the golden drum nine times."

"Yes, Great Elder"

"Great Elder, why do you want to move the golden drum nine times? You must know the importance of this drum." Elder Xue looked cautious. Although they are old enemies, they don't want the other party to be confused about this kind of thing.

"Thank you Elder Xue, this matter is very important."

"Could it be because of him?" Elder Xue glanced at Mosheng Gu Ye who was curiously looking at the semicircle outside.

"Yeah." The great elder closed his eyes.

Next to Ye Mosheng, the Ninth Elder strode up to the golden drum and took down the two golden hammers that happened to be buried from the lower part.

I saw him lucky enough to pick up the golden hammer and hit the half-arc.

The sound is very dull, with a golden sound in the middle, but it is not harsh, nor is it deafening as imagined.

There is a lot of thunder, heavy rain and little feeling.

Could it be that this kind of ancient thing has been dead for too long, or because most of the sound can't be heard because it was buried, and I don't know how to dig it out to have a look.

In addition to the golden drum, Ye Mosheng also turned to the tree demon not far away, like a mountain, himself as small as an ant, ancient times, what a yearning era, is this really a tree?But the texture and texture all indicate that it is a tree.

sighing
After the Ninth Elder finished his nine strikes, the tree stump in front of him was like a curtain on a stage, revealing the performance scene.

"This?"

(End of this chapter)