Yang Yuying looked back and looked up at Mr. Liu, "I saw the stele left by Mr. Liu."

The trunk of the silver tree is very large and it is not dim. Silver fireflies are flying everywhere, and under the fireflies are circling up the stairs.

The stairs should be made by hand, like wooden materials, but occasionally they will shine like jade, especially a few jade carvings are exposed beside the handrail, with a crimson color, like red jade.

Old Liu's face turned red, he took a deep breath, and rushed into the door first, took out a scarf from his sleeve, and reached out to put it on the small jade carving at the bottom of the stairs.

Everyone: "..."

Mu Nanping smiled, coughed with a smile, and his eyes were extremely gentle: "This tree is a magical artifact called Tianzhu."

"According to our family genealogy, a thousand years ago, a god and a demon came to the world. During the struggle, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and sentient beings died, and the world would be destroyed. Our ancestors climbed mountains and wade through the water to find the gods on earth. The gods pity all living beings, so they sent immortals to the earth, created twelve pillars of heaven, formed a barrier, protected all living beings in the mortal world, and then smuggled into this world, which would bring disaster to mankind. "

Mr. Xiao Zhang: “…”

Mu Nanping glanced at him: "Yes, these are legends, but not just. We people did not understand the whole story until Aunt Xiao appeared."

"Haha, the story is different from what you have said in detail. I only tell you these children that our ancestors were chosen and have made a vow to protect the pillar of heaven from generation to generation until the day when the world is peaceful and the gods take it away. This is true."

Mr. Liu also sighed, and pointed to the jade carvings, big or small at the railing, as well as the huge circular stone carvings in the middle of the spiral staircase.

"The achievements of your ancestors are recorded here."

Xiao Zhang couldn't see the dense records clearly for a while, but he could see a mural at a glance.

"Ah, Lin Xie!"

Zhang Wenjiu was also startled, her face turned pale and her expression was uncertain.

In the mural, Lin Xie crossed his sword with his hands, and his long sword was pressed against the mouths of a row of monsters with sharp teeth, which looked like fish and beasts. He half-kneeled on the purple tree canopy, his whole body was covered in blood. The whole picture was full of tension, and Xiao Zhang's heart was pounding. He almost felt that his heart was about to pop out of his throat.

Zhang Wenjiu took a deep breath and whispered: "...No."

Yang Yuying smiled: "Let's go."

She took the lead to move upwards, but each step was very slow. As she walked, the whole tree began to run in all directions, and countless golden and silver data streams flashed constantly.

The system interface was also running at high speed. Yang Yuying felt the system was faintly hot and fresh in her consciousness for the first time.

But the others couldn't help but be fascinated by the jade carvings at the handrail.

Especially Xiao Zhang accidentally saw the jade carving at hand, which was engraved with a full text, which was a book by Zhang Yang, the 19th generation grandson of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yangyi was about a chattering chatter. He had carved more than a thousand words on the small jade carving. Half of the more than a thousand words were showing love to the "messenger", and the other half complained that his father didn't tell him that the messenger was so beautiful that he had wasted a lot of time. Then there was a fault, and it was obvious that there was a time difference between the two. In the last part, his ancestors said in dishearteningly that he would never love him again, and the messenger turned out to be a big man!
Chapter completed!