This group of players is more cunning than cunning

Jiao Wuyu frowned.

Did the Nine-Spiced Saint of the current dynasty notice them?

However, this is normal.

The Xinyizhou incident was so big that the court must know about it.

In terms of status, [Ghost King] is the counterpart of [Human King] and is the natural ruler of a race.

Of course, she dare not compare with the saint, because there is no way to compare.

"What do you think?" Jiao Wuyu said.

Xu Huan was silent for a while, "Go and see. After all, he was the person I admired the most before. In a sense, he did what I had always wanted 280,000 years ago."

What a pity.

Today, Xu Huan no longer lives in "280,000 years" ago, but in the distant present.

After entering this society, he who once wanted to save the whole world found that he could not even save himself.

Now the years have sharpened his edges.

But those days are still the most longed-for dream of his youth.

Twenty-eight thousand years ago, he wanted to talk to the saint of his youth in the next continent, and talk about the harmonious coexistence of new humans and old humans. Now he will talk to the dying saint of his twilight years.

Isn't this a different kind of fate?

The old eunuch smiled gently, "Everyone, please."

"Okay." Xu Huan smiled gently.

The Sword Fairy was led by Jian Xin and followed the crowd in front to the palace:

"Wow, the background worldview of this world is too vast. This time I will go back and brag to the blacksmiths again."

Of course there are eunuchs in this world.

And there are quite a few.

Men in the five-body realm should cultivate the sixth body more.

Women in the four-organ realm should cultivate the fifth organ more.

If you don't cultivate it, your flawless flesh body will be defective.

Your limbs in this area will not be regenerated.

If you are injured in battle, you will lose your flesh.

Eunuchs, this professional group, appeared because of this.

Some are folk masters who didn't understand when they were young, and they practiced by themselves, leaving regrets that they were not tempered.

Then, after becoming famous among the casual cultivators in the Four Organs Realm and the Three Yuan Realm, they were recruited by the court and naturally became eunuchs.

Some young people volunteered to be eunuchs when they were young.

After all, the benefits of recruiting domestic servants in this regard are very good, and many cultivators with low qualifications will choose this way, focusing on a man who has no woman in his heart and is naturally a god when he draws the sword.

The demand for eunuchs is very large.

Not only the palace, but also some royal palaces, and even the backyard worshippers of the heads of holy lands and the heads of major sects are all eunuchs who have not cultivated to the sixth body.

Responsible for managing their own mansions and protecting the safety of their families.

After all.

Everyone is afraid that they will fight to the death in the secret realm, and their own guard monks will cuckold them in the backyard.

Compared with modern Earth, this type of eunuch is safer.

Because he really can't grow up.

There will never be a fake eunuch like Wei Xiaobao.

Fairy Sword had known about this before. She had seen similar eunuchs in the Xinyi Palace. She was still very surprised. "This one is probably also a great master, at least one of the realms, right? This is not toying with the court and the country, and eunuchs are in power?" She used words randomly in her mind, "This is a dazzling idol!!" "I heard that the dazzling of Linmen is ready to step up step by step and become the highest Zhao Gao. Bah, high-minded!" Fairy Sword was shocked: "He is born to be suitable for this line of work. No, it's our little blacksmith in the villa. They are all natural little eunuchs!" I have to say that this world is fair. Some people lose some of their bodies and get some opportunities! At the same time, it is worthy of being Green Hat Villa, the system is very sound. No wonder so many big guys choose the eunuch to manage things, because it is full of the breath of pure love. Wait, speaking of the eunuch, Fairy Sword thought of the old steward of the Sword Casting Villa. She seemed to understand something. Could it be that this one has entered the palace while she was thinking about it? Soon, under the guidance of the old eunuch, they returned to the palace gate.

Inside was the [Book of History].

A wall of sighs of the long river of time, with ancient sacred paintings of saints embedded on the wall.

This time, the Sword Fairy was much more relaxed. She looked up at the plaque of the magnificent pure white palace:

[Between the Scarlet]

The Sword Fairy didn't know what these three words meant.

Just like the first time she saw [Linmen], she didn't know what it meant.

Maybe it's also the name of a tombstone in a historical corridor?

Walking into the palace, the ancient figures on the walls on both sides carried a vast pressure like the sky.

Crash!

The pressure was far more powerful than before, and it came like a tidal wave!

It was as if the saints had deliberately suppressed this breath for the audience of those weak non-combat professionals.

What was in front of them was the normal form of these breaths.

"This!!"

Xu Huan and others' skin suddenly had fine and dense lumps all over their bodies, and a strong and incomparable sense of threat gushed out from their backs.

It seems to come from the deepest fear of human beings.

This fear comes from the depths of their genes.

It comes from their ancestors hundreds of thousands or millions of years ago, who looked at these terrifying and majestic figures in the sky and the instinctive fear of the ancient sun and moon.

The blood is passed down from generation to generation. In human history, fear of the power of nature and awe of the sun and moon in the sky gradually formed the deepest fear buried in the bones.

Now, this greatest fear from ancient humans has been passed down from generation to generation with the blood of human evolution history, allowing them to spread this "wall figure" to their descendants.

In an instant, an idea suddenly popped up in the Sword Fairy's mind.

——The oldest and strongest fear of mankind is the fear of the sun and the moon from the depths of the blood.

This history book is the wall of sighs and the ancient star map!

Each mural on it actually depicts the sun, moon and stars in the ancient brilliant sky, recording the vast and sacred starry sky of that era.

"Yes."

The voice echoed in front of the painting wall, giving people a sense of emptiness.

The saint was not sitting on the throne. This figure was standing on the wall of the palace with his back to them, looking inward.

"These are the paintings of history. Seeing them will bring out the deepest fear of mankind."

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"They are the pinnacle of history. All your ancestors have lived in their shadows, just like everyone in the world today."

"We have all seen the sun and the moon, and we all fear them."

He turned around, and although he didn't use his eyes, everyone suddenly felt a gentle and pure gaze falling on Xu Huan and others:

"The strangeness of awakening"

He sighed softly, very gently.

"I don't know if I can awaken like you after death."

"Awakening never depends on the realm, but on whether a person knows that I am myself."

His eyes fell on everyone, and even saw the hairpin flower on Jiao Wuyu's head.

At this moment, he seemed not to be a saint, but a kind old man, and the ocean of death had gradually sunk into his knees.

"The bitter boat in the dead sea, I don't know if there were friends who risked their lives to pull me out of the ocean of death, out of the turbid world, and see the world of living beings again."

He seemed to be mocking himself, and seemed to see at a glance why Jiao Wuyu and Xu Huan awakened.

They were sinking in the turbid world of death, and someone pulled them up so that they could live a second life.

"Saint!" Jiao Wuyu's pupils shrank instantly, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

This is the most terrifying existence that dominates this era.

"You are the 73rd batch."

The saint's skin is delicate, and his fingers are slender and slender, as if he is a weak scholar who has never done any physical work.

A pair of pure white blind eyes are particularly conspicuous.

He seems to be gentle in his calmness, giving people a strong affinity, making people look at him involuntarily, as if thousands of lights are shining on him, the most brilliant figure in the world.

"What do you want us to do?" Jiao Wuyu's voice was a little hoarse.

The saint replied: "Don't worry, you are all outstanding talents of this generation, belonging to the category of gui"

"This world is destined to be turbulent, and I am just giving you a chance, an opportunity now."

Seeing that this current saint really had no signs of taking action, Li Youzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that the birth of the Ghost King would have great significance in this turbulent era, and it is not impossible that heroes can be made by the times.

But the personal reception of the saint gave him a guess.

"You know that you will die in the future, so are you preparing for everything in the future?"

Inexplicably, Li Youzhu was able to speak suddenly.

He was clearly a three-flowered flower that could not speak or move before.

The three-flowered flower spoke human words, which was obviously the power of the saint.

"This is destined." The saint smiled faintly, looked at Li Youzhu meaningfully, and said: "People will always die when they are alive."

Li Youzhu already knew what this person wanted to do.

They were the seventy-third batch.

That is, there were still young talents who were received by the saint.

The saint not only placed his hopes on the teams that shaped the sun and the moon.

He also summoned geniuses in batches and placed his hopes on the young fighters.

These are all seeds of hope.

Even if they were a group of awakened ghosts, this person's mind did not care.

At least these ghosts also existed in this era.

The saint was afraid that after he fell, the ancient beings would be ready to fight for supremacy.

The whole world must not fall into the hands of the beings in the ancient tombs.

Every time a dynasty changes, these ancient monsters and demons surge out like a tide, trying to compete for the right to change the living dynasty.

"Why choose us?" Li Youzhu said.

The saint's voice was ethereal: "I have chosen countless people over the years, and you are just one of them. Everyone has one chance, and it depends on the individual to get something."

The saint whispered: "Next, you will be able to choose to enter [Between Heaven], [Between Dragons], and [Between Scales]"

He turned his head and looked at the historical murals.

Xu Huan and others were in a state of confusion.

This is to let them enter the [Book of Years].

Every mural here contains a truly ancient forbidden imperial tomb!

It is completely different from other tombs and ancient secrets.

That is the highest tomb.

It records the lost history and the history of the people.

There lived the ancient saints, the sun and moon of the old world, and the most mysterious treasure in the world.

There, is the imperial mausoleum they built for themselves during their lifetime!

Inside are the thousands of races, mountains, rivers, and endless cities that they buried with them

"The older the emperors of all dynasties, the more they fear death."

"When they were alive, they summoned talents from all over the world to try to refine the elixir of immortality, and built their own imperial tombs on a large scale, hoping that they could live a second life and turn into ashes, but most of the saints failed." He said lightly: "Some of them succeeded in becoming the ashes of the old saints in the tomb, and some died completely, and they didn't even turn into ghosts." "But although their bodies did not revive after their death, their tombs still buried many dynasty generals and war gods who guarded the tombs." "To this day, we have not dug out a coffin of an ancient saint or a completely dead body." His gentle voice gradually became majestic, with the vicissitudes of the ancient times, "I don't need you to dig up any saint's body. What opportunities you get depends on your luck." He suppressed the tomb and could not go in personally. Every mural is too huge! Even Qin Shihuang built a large number of mechanisms and various means for his imperial tomb to prevent tomb robbers, let alone the peak existence of these ancient dynasties? They all hope to live out their second lives. The tombs are the ships of resurrection that carry them to the distant future. It can be seen how much terrible effort has been put into them, and various mechanisms are used to prevent tomb robbers in the future.

These tombs represent the splendid civilization of a period!

Of course, they are also the strong men in their Jiusui Dynasty who dare not enter in person.

They only dare to enter in the Dharma image. Although they can guarantee immortality, their combat power is greatly reduced, and they are no match for the various armies and strong men in the tomb.

But if the body enters

, there is a great risk of death.

"We need to prepare."

Xu Huan couldn't help but say.

These murals are too vast and magnificent.

Compared with the [City Wall History Book] of Xinyizhou City, the [Imperial City Mural History Book] here is the scale that spans the entire history.

"No need to prepare, the Dharma image is immortal, and the body cannot be hurt inside, but you only have one chance."

He raised his hand and a bright golden light shone on his fingertips.

As the light bloomed, the people in front of him were thrown into the murals one after another.

"Xu Huan, do you know?"

The saint suddenly spoke.

Xu Huan turned his head suddenly.

Everyone was stunned. Before being sucked into the painting wall, they suddenly heard the last voice.

He smiled slightly and looked at Xu Huan: "There is no difference between new and old humans. We are all human beings, just different races."

"The real difference is between new and old humans."

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