"This door is fake."
The crooked fonts that appeared on the student gate made Ye Fan a little unsure for a moment. Did someone deliberately make trouble and engraved it on the student gate, or did the student gate originally have such words?
And why does this crooked font look so familiar?
Ye Fan didn't think much about it in this dangerous situation.
Ji Ziyue, who was on the side, saw that Ye Fan had been stunned for a long time, and she put her little head over. After looking at it for a long time, she also discovered the writing on the Shengmen, and immediately screamed.
"Oh, a senior actually left us a clue. Since this door to life is fake, let's take this door to death. Will we be able to walk out of this Bronze Immortal Palace soon?"
Well, children can be taught.
Li An smiled and nodded in mid-air.
That's right. Open this door of death honestly and take out the source of the mother energy of all things.
However, Ye Fan glanced at Ji Ziyue with disdain.
"What's your look?"
Seeing this, Ji Ziyue suddenly became unhappy.
"I really don't understand. As a lady of the Ji family, how can you have such a simple brain?"
Ye Fan shook his head and sighed, looking like he hated iron.
He pointed at the crooked font on the door and educated Ji Ziyue earnestly: "You yourself said that no one who enters this Bronze Immortal Palace can walk out alive. Who will have the energy to stay on this door?" Write down?
What's more, this handwriting is like a dog crawling, extremely ugly and unsightly. Which senior can write such handwriting? "
High in the air, Li An's face had turned a little dark.
Horse riding...
Xiao Yezi's intelligence was not used sooner or later, but why was it used at this juncture?
The analysis of the previous few sentences still makes a little bit of sense.
The last sentence is completely pure fart!
What is ugly handwriting?
This is the word "Emperor", a unique word that belongs to each great emperor and contains Tao and reason.
I'm telling you, if you don't know how to appreciate it, don't talk nonsense!
Can those so-called powerful seniors not be able to write such handwriting?
What does a little monk from the secret realm of Lunhai know?
What did you say it was!
"Then tell me, which door should we take?"
Ji Ziyue stared angrily with her big eyes and pinched her waist with her hands. She was very unhappy to be lectured by the boy in front of her who looked younger than her.
"hehe."
Ye Fan smiled confidently: "Don't worry, I have seen through the conspiracy.
It must be a monk who entered the Bronze Immortal Palace before. Because he could not get out of the Bronze Immortal Palace and died here, he was unwilling to do so, so he deliberately left wrong information, hoping to mislead those who came after him and let them do it for him. Burial.
I, Ye Fan, am talented and unparalleled in wisdom. I can see through the tricks at a glance. The monk who carved such handwriting wants me to be buried with him, but I am not as happy as he wants.
Let's go through this door! "
Ye Fan's face shone with confidence, and he had the confidence to see through everything and control everything.
"..."
Li An was speechless.
He actually analyzed in a wrong direction and still analyzed it coherently?
Ji Ziyue blinked, and her thoughts were led into the pit by Ye Fan. For a moment, she felt that what Ye Fan said made sense.
Gu just didn't know why, but he always felt like something was wrong.
"Believe me, I'm never wrong!"
Ye Fan was full of confidence, patted his chest and assured Ji Ziyue. As he spoke, he had already stepped forward and tried hard to push open the door.
He exerted force with both arms, but the door remained motionless.
"Is there something weird about this door?"
Ye Fan was a little surprised. The immortal golden body was fully opened, pushing the door of life again.
At this moment, his whole body was radiating golden light, his hair turned into golden color and stood upright. An astonishing vision bloomed in the Bronze Immortal Palace, and at the same time, he had used his own magic power.
But just like the previous time, no matter how shocking the vision was on him, this door remained motionless.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, and the silence in the Bronze Immortal Palace seemed to add some kind of embarrassing atmosphere at this moment.
"..."
Under Ji Ziyue's questioning gaze, Ye Fan coughed dryly, looked embarrassed, and explained unnaturally.
"My condition is not good. I will definitely be able to get in if I try again..."
He took several deep breaths and adjusted his breath for half a quarter of an hour before he stepped forward again, stretched out his hand against the living door again, and all his magic power surged out.
This time the vision was even more astonishing. It was as if the sound of raging waves came from Ye Fan's sea of suffering. His sea of suffering seemed to turn into a real ocean, with golden waves surging and terrifying power flowing through his body. .
Such a scene made Ji Ziyue look surprised on her face. She did not expect that this seemingly young boy could have such an amazing vision.
However, such an astonishing vision formed a sharp contrast with the still unmoved Shengmen.
The living door didn't move at all, not even the slightest tremor.
You are as strong as you can be, the breeze is blowing on the hills.
High in the sky, Li An was laughing.
Unexpectedly, I not only left writing on the door, but just in case, I blocked the living door directly!
Young people, do you still want to find another way?
Fortunately, I am more skilled!
Ye Fan's face was flushed and he was breathing heavily from exhaustion, but the living door remained motionless.
hateful!
Smoke has already started to smoke from the top of Ye Fan's head. It's just a door, but it can make me appear in such embarrassment!
"I still don't believe it today..."
An unyielding fighting spirit surged up from Ye Fan's heart. He stretched out his arms to roll up his sleeves and sharpened his knife against the pigs and sheep.
Today, I had a fight with this door!
Squeak.
However, at this moment, a sudden squeaking sound came.
Ye Fan subconsciously turned his head and looked over, only to see that the door of death on the side was slowly opened at this moment. Ji Ziyue stood in front of the door of death, still maintaining the movement of gently tapping a finger.
While Ye Fan looked over, Ji Ziyue also happened to turn around.
Ye Fan's face turned dark.
The corners of his mouth twitched subconsciously, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.
Ji Ziyue was also silent, looking at Mark quietly with a strange look.
Their eyes met, and there was silence.
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
