The genius paused for a second.

Kaiyang Star, the hot hell.

As an area covered by flames all day long, the terrifying high temperature here is enough to scare any living being!

But at this moment, in front of the hot hell, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, with a scorching face, it was Ye Wuque!

But the next moment, Ye Wuque's face became a little strange and said: "Old Ba, are you sure those ancient books are in the depths of this hot hell?"

"Nonsense! Who can know Kaiyang Star better than me? Even after 10,000 years, Kaiyang Star has indeed changed, but how can you hide it from me?"

In the soul space, Old Ba spoke unhappily, with an arrogant tone, but then he laughed and said: "Boy, I have told you the place, but whether you can enter this hot hell depends on your own ability!"

Ye Wuque smiled slightly, staring at the hot hell in front of him, and then his mind moved, and a ball of jumping colorful flames appeared out of nowhere, completely wrapping him up, like a piece of flame armor!

"This flame can even scare others, but it can't stop me!"

The colorful flames that enveloped his body were naturally the spiritual fire and the colorful flames of the spirit butterfly controlled by Ye Wuque. With the protection of the spiritual fire, the flames of this hot hell were as easy as walking on flat ground for him.

Wow!

The flames separated, and Ye Wuque, who was covered with the colorful flames of the spirit butterfly, stepped into it at a very fast speed and soon rushed into the depths.

"Hiss! I didn't expect that this hot hell would be like this. It's completely different from what I imagined before!"

Shuttled through the hot hell, a trace of surprise flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes!

As far as the eye could see, although there were flames everywhere in this hot hell, you could still see many palaces scattered among them. Although they were engulfed by flames, those flames did not seem to destroy them, but only surrounded the palaces.

"How prosperous was Kaiyang Star in the past? Flowers don't last forever..."

Ba Lao sighed at this moment, with a sense of vicissitudes, but then changed the subject and said, "Ten miles to the west."

Ye Wuque was immediately refreshed, knowing that Ba Lao was pointing the way for him, and rushed to the west.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ye Wuque stopped in front of a small palace that looked extremely ordinary, even inconspicuous.

"Wenyuan Pavilion... a nice name. Could it be the former library on Kaiyang Star?"

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On the top of the palace, there is a broken and even slightly carbonized plaque hanging, but the three clear and simple characters on it can still be recognized.

In response, Ba Lao just hummed softly, as a reply.

As he stepped into the Wenyuan Pavilion, Ye Wuque's breathing stagnated slightly. As far as he could see, he saw a dim hall. He

took a light breath, which was all cold.

"Go forward, go to the innermost room, and then go to the second to last bookshelf, Pavilion 762."

When Ye Wuque came to the bookshelf according to Ba Lao's instructions, his breathing was a little rapid, and even his lips were a little dry!

But the next moment, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly focused!

Because the pavilion in front of him was completely empty, there was nothing!

"Ba Lao? "

This made Ye Wuque's heart sink, and he asked hurriedly. [w ww.ai qu xs.com]

"Hey! Boy! It's rare to see you so anxious and irritable. It's not easy. Reach in and touch up."

Ye Wuque did it immediately, and then his eyes suddenly lit up!

Because he suddenly touched a hidden button and pulled it down directly!

Click!

There was a crisp tearing sound, and the cabinet in front of Ye Wuque suddenly opened, revealing a small hidden platform!

And in that hidden platform, there were three or four extremely ancient ancient books lying quietly!

But in a moment, Ye Wuque's eyes were attracted by the silver-gray ancient book placed in the middle!

"It's this kind of text! It's this kind of text! It's exactly the same! "

Ye Wuque muttered to himself at this moment, and with a stretch of his right hand, the silver-gray ancient book was held in his hand, which was about the size of a brick.

"This item is one of the rare items that has been passed down in Beidou Dao Ji Sect for a long time. It was originally a reward that my Kaiyang lineage got from the ninth level of the realm. I also studied it for a while out of curiosity, but later found that this ancient book was just explaining an ancient history of a race, and this kind of writing is also the unique civilization of this race. There is no big mystery, so I gave up."

"So, I am somewhat familiar with the ancient text on the back of your golden token. This is actually the same unique text."

Ba Lao's voice sounded in Ye Wuque's mind, explaining the reason.

Ye Wuque gently opened the ancient book. The strange and weird lines were exactly the same as the lines on the golden token left to him by Uncle Fu. It was clearly the same text!

"Turn to the last page and take a look. "

At this time, Ba Lao reminded Ye Wuque again, and Ye Wuque immediately did as he was told and turned the ancient book to the last page. He was stunned at first, and then his eyes showed endless surprise!

"This ancient character syllable! It is the basic syllable for learning this kind of text. There are a total of 32 syllables recorded on it. As long as you can learn as many of them as possible, maybe you can understand this ancient text? You can also figure out what is recorded behind the golden token?"

At this moment, Ye Wuque was shaking with excitement!

Although he was not 100% sure, he was always 80% to 90% sure!

He seemed to feel that he had finally waited for the clouds to clear and the sun to shine, and he was full of joy!

"Hey! "

Ba Lao smiled and found Ye Wuque's expression quite interesting.

Ye Wuque sat on the ground and began to study the ancient characters, forgetting to eat and sleep.

Time passed by little by little.

Ye Wuque began to study and learn in the dim Wenyuan Pavilion. Every moment, a strange and obscure sound echoed in the Wenyuan Pavilion, as if it was an ancient but lost language.

The voice was intermittent and unclear at first, but later it became smooth, direct, clean and neat.

This was Ye Wuque's voice. As time went by, it was recorded in Wenyuan Pavilion for a whole month!

But after a month, the ancient voice that had been echoing came to an abrupt end!

Wenyuan Pavilion, inside the main hall!

Ye Wuque was half-kneeling on the ground, face down, and could not be seen clearly. In front of him was the silver-gray ancient book. His left hand tightly grasped a golden token, and the five fingers of his right hand were also tightly clenched. The veins on his arms were knotted, like a terrifying dragon, containing unimaginable power!

"Why! Why only half! Why!! It's better not to give it to me!"

Ye Wuque suddenly looked up to the sky and howled, his voice full of unwillingness, even hoarseness, and his eyes were surging with fierce light, which was very scary!

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