Zhuo Wen carved very carefully and meticulously, and after a while, a human figure was formed.

The face of this statue is none other than Cang Jie, the number one person in Tiankai Continent.

Then, Zhuo Wen successively carved Fuxi, Dongfang, Ximen, Nangong, Beichen, Canglong Taoist and the first mountain god. At the same time, he also carved a Fuxi tripod and a smiling fox on the tripod. The position where the tripod is placed is exactly the height of Fuxi's shoulder.

A total of eight stone statues stood quietly in the center of the continent.

Because the stone statue is so high that it soars into the sky, the entire continent can clearly see the huge standing stone statue.

Especially some warriors, after seeing Zhuo Wen carving such a huge stone statue with his own hands, all of them were moved and awed.

Among them were some fanatics who even chanted Zhuo Wen's name. These were Zhuowen's admirers.

After the carving was completed, Zhuo Wen floated in front of the stone statue with complicated eyes. Then Zhuo Wen lifted his trousers and knelt on the ground.

"Without your help with death, I, Zhuowen, would have died thousands of times already. Zhuowen will never forget your kindness."

As he spoke, Zhuo Wen bowed and bowed, with a pious and respectful voice.

Zhuowen's bow was like a domino effect, and everyone in the mainland also knelt on the ground one after another, with piety and respect in their eyes.

Although it was Zhuo Wen who defeated Lord Biter and Yang Yi in the end, they all knew that without the sacrifices of these people, Zhuo Wen would not be able to save the entire Tiankai Continent by himself.

After Zhuowen bowed three times, he stepped into the air and suspended in front of the stone statue. Looking at the many warriors in the mainland, he said in a deep voice: "Cangjie, the number one person in the Tiankai mainland back then, he turned the tide ten thousand years ago, suppressed the gods, and saved The entire Tiankai Continent."

"Ten thousand years later, the disaster reappeared. With his broken body, he passed on his power to me, and arranged many dark hands. Although he was swallowed by the Devourer, we dare not forget his credit."

"Fuxi, Dongfang, Ximen, Beichen, and Nangong Four True Immortals, in order to contain Yang Yi, they did not hesitate to explode themselves, just to delay our escape."

"And he is Taoist Canglong and the first mountain god. They are the same person. In order to defeat Yang Yi, he sacrificed himself to help me become a god and a god, and I was able to defeat Yang Yi in the end."

Zhuowen's words are impassioned, cadenced and ups and downs, and his true feelings are revealed, which is very contagious.

In just a few words, he narrated the tragic deeds of Cangjie, Fuxi, Canglong Taoist and others, which infected countless warriors in the mainland.

In the valley in the remotest corner of the mainland, Shi Ji walked slowly, his soul lost, like a walking dead.

Suddenly, he looked up at the stone statues of Cangjie and Fuxi carved by Zhuo Wen, especially when he heard Zhuo Wen's powerful and intense narration, his eyes were extremely complicated, but soon he showed a look of relief.

"After ten thousand years, I have already felt tired. Thank you Zhuowen. If it weren't for you, everyone in Tiankai Continent would have died."

Shi Ji murmured in a low voice, and immediately went into the depths of the valley silently. Ten thousand years of precipitation had already made Shi Ji feel deeply tired, so he decided to live in seclusion and not care about worldly affairs.

Before the stone statue, Zhuo Wenruo felt something, he glanced at the valley where Shi Ji was, and met Shi Ji from afar, he didn't say anything, just nodded to Shi Ji, and Shi Ji also nodded slightly.

Although the two did not speak, they understood each other's meaning without speaking.

And Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the stone statues of Cangjie, Fuxi and others again, but he whispered in his heart: "Although Yang Yi is dead, he is just the clone of Emperor Shitian. Kill Di Shitian, and sacrifice the blood of Di Shitian to you."

For the next period of time, Zhuo Wen still stayed in this new Tiankai Continent. During this time, he often stayed with his parents, grandfather and other relatives, and often walked around with Mo Yan Wushang, Yuan Hongwen and others.

Although everyone gets along harmoniously and happily, there is a hint of sadness in this happiness. They all know that Zhuo Wen has not stayed on this continent for a long time. After a while, Zhuo Wen will be summoned by Taiqing to leave the Changhe Galaxy .

On this day, the sun was shining brightly. In the huge courtyard, Zhuo Wen was sitting with Long Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao, Long Xiangding and other close members of the Long family. Mo Yan Wushang was sitting not far from Zhuo Wen. He looked at Zhuo Wen silently.

Zhuo Wen talked and laughed happily with the crowd, and the crowd often laughed, creating a harmonious and peaceful scene.

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

Everyone also saw Zhuo Wen's expression, and the smiles on their faces froze.

Zhuo Wen stood up silently, clasped his fists at everyone, and said, "Everyone, I should go!"

"Son, be careful along the way. Parents are not strong enough to protect you. We can only rely on you in the future. If you have a chance, come back and see more." Long Xiaotian and Feng Xiyao stood up, somewhat said with a sigh.

The rest of the people also stood up one after another. Although they were extremely reluctant, they also knew that the big man Taiqing was the one who took Zhuo Wen away this time.

Mo Yan Wushang bit her lower lip tightly, she stood up, stared at Zhuo Wen with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Zhuowen, will you come back?"

Zhuo Wen turned his head to look at Mo Yan Wushang, and said with a smile, "Yes, I will definitely come back."

Hearing this, Mo Yan Wushang laughed, and said in a low voice, "That's good, I'll wait for you to come back!"

A look of hesitation appeared in Zhuo Wen's eyes. He turned around and faced Mo Yan Wushang in front of him. He found that Mo Yan Wushang's eyes had burst into tears at some point.

boom!

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen only felt a gust of fragrant wind hit, and then Mo Yan Wushang had thrown into his arms without knowing when. JrNovels.com