Immortality Cultivation Era

Luck is important, but not everyone dares to try it.

Gao Ge is right to bet, but if the bet is wrong, even if Shennong tastes sketches in his own body are not useful, there is a risk of dying here.

So, don’t always think of envying those who seem to have good luck, because when a person is lying on the ground and is unwilling to move, even if a treasure is buried in front, it will only become a buried treasure.

In the jungle, there are not so many red fruits.

Unlike when in the snowy secret realm, everyone can find dozens of Yanzhu.

However, there are many people here in the Longge, and within two hours, they have found a lot. Most people have already eaten red fruits, and there are still some surpluses. Whoever eats the black mist.

Gao Ge raised his head and looked at the horizon.

"It looks like it's going to be dark," Gao Ge said.

"It stands to reason that it should be dark early." Meng Jing said, "I don't know why, the time here seems to be slower."

Gao Ge nodded.

Trapped in the jungle, Gao Ge always felt that the jungle in the night might be more dangerous.

After going round and round, he found himself back at the stele.

Lifting his head and glancing at his eyes, Gao Ge's eyes almost fell off.

"Lying trough?"

He was totally stupid.

After almost a minute, he grabbed a member of the Dragon Pavilion.

"Go, call them all Tianlong!"

"Yes!" Although Gao Ge is not a Dragon Pavilion now, if any Dragon Pavilion member farts Gao Ge, it is estimated that there will be a very miserable end.

Actually speaking, almost every Dragon Pavilion member has sincere respect for Gao Ge.

Almost five minutes later, Tianlong and others arrived.

"what happened?"

Gao Ge did not answer, but extended his hand and pointed to the stone tablet in front of him.

"Lying trough?"

The first reaction of anyone who sees a stone tablet is the same.

Gao Ge took a deep breath.

"You all see it. The content on this stone was scratched."

"Who did it?" The fire dragon was furious, and he was so angry that in the end, why should he really pull out a cupping jar?

Gao Ge waved helplessly, beckoning him to be restless.

"Actually, I don't know who did it, but I think it may not be our own, because no matter whether it is a member of the Dragon Pavilion, a disciple of Xingchen Sect, or a person of Haoyue Xianzong, there is no reason to do so."

Tianlong and others nodded.

"But who else can be besides our own?"

"It should not be those monsters, if they really dare to come here, they chased us in before."

"..."

Hearing this, everyone felt a chill.

They still said before that there are only two possibilities for a stone tablet here.

First, it may be that some powerful monsters that have become big monsters are left behind.

Second, there may be other human beings here, that is... the indigenous people here.

But monster monsters generally dare not come to this place, maybe those monster monsters have not yet noticed the secret of the red fruit, but this is unlikely. After all, this is a biological instinct. Useful for immortal repairers, but not for monsters and monsters.

So, this stone monument is probably...

The natives here did it!

Gao Ge recalled that when he spent the star power for those members of the Dragon Pavilion before, he had a feeling as if there were a pair of eyes behind him staring at himself.

Now it seems.

Perhaps that was not his own illusion.

"Do you remember the content on this stone tablet?" Gao Ge asked.

He didn't care about the content on the original stone tablet.

After all, I can't understand it.

But now, what is hiding in the dark actually scrapes off the contents of the stele.

This is enough to show the importance of the content on the stele.

So people are so strange.

When the content on the stele was still there, nobody actually took it seriously.

But now the content on the stele was scratched, and everyone was puzzled.

Just when Gao Ge wanted to regret, Meng Jing suddenly said, "I wrote it down."

"Huh?" Gao Ge stared at Meng Jing with wide eyes.

"My memory has always been good, and you don't know."

It is true that this is a true student.

Then Meng Jing said, "But first of all, well, I don't necessarily remember it all. I can only say that I remembered a rough idea, and there might be some minor details that I have forgotten."

"It's okay, let's restore it as much as possible." Gao Ge said with a smile.

Meng Jing took the pen and paper from Gao Ge's hands, and first closed his eyes, as if he was remembering something. When he opened his eyes again, there was no confidence in his eyebrows, and he saw Meng Jing relying on one. A big tree began to work hard.

Gao Ge stretched his neck and looked at it, and he was more shocked.

"Yes, yes, that's it!" In addition to Gao Ge, many people shouted.

"Meng Jing, you are too powerful!"

"Yeah, although I forgot a lot, but when I saw Meng Jing's drawing, I remembered it again, it should be like this."

Meng Jing smiled.

Gao Ge wondered: "How do you remember?"

The pen in Meng Jing's hand pressed against his eyebrows, closed his eyes and meditated, and then continued to add some lines. He said: "In fact, it is very simple. When I saw the content on the stele, I wanted to interpret it in the past. First, I used geometry. I also guessed whether it was cuneiform, and the result was not. I read it from the perspective of Oracle, but I still didn't get any answers, but the above content was remembered in my mind."

Gao Ge was kneeling.

When he saw the pattern on the stone tablet, he had an idea in his head.

"What kind of stuff is this?"

Looking at Tianlong's awkward look on their faces, Gao Ge also felt a little solace in his heart, because what they looked like at this time was clearly saying, "Well, I think so too."

Therefore, Xueba is lonely, because there is always a group of scum around her, who are holding groups to keep warm.

This is the case at school, and it is still outside the school.

"Okay, finished!" Meng Jing handed the paper to Gao Ge, "Look, is there anything to add?"

Gao Ge took the piece of paper full of content from Meng Jing's hands and coughed.

"Well, I think it's almost the same."

Then the paper reached Tianlong's hand again.

Tianlong's state is exactly the same as Gao Ge's, with a slight cough, and then said: "Well, it's similar to what I imagined."

Then the paper reached Fire Dragon's hand again.

"Oh, this is so expressive, exactly the same as I remember!"

"Pomp." Feinan Kuang, who had not spoken for a long time, couldn't help but laughed, and he looked like a fool, "You guys are too pretentious."

Everyone glared at each other!